Daomu Biji

Chapter 37~Chapter 9: Swamp Demonic Realm

After Menyou Ping finished speaking, we didn’t understand what he meant for a while. A few of us were stunned for a moment. When we realized what was happening, I felt baffled: They said this body had been dead for a long time, so why did it suddenly become Aning’s? There was a corpse, and Aning couldn't stand here properly.

Several people were confused, but Aning frowned, not knowing what Menyouping meant by saying that.

Menyouping didn't pay attention to our looks, but carefully took off the bracelet from the corpse's hand bone that I just saw, handed it to Aning, and gave her a look.

Aning took it inexplicably, looked at the oil bottle, and then looked at the bracelet. At first, her expression was very confused, but when her eyes fell on the bracelet, her face changed and turned pale after a few seconds.

We were watching from the side, and we started to sweat when we saw her expression. We thought to ourselves, this is wrong, what kind of expression is this. The fat man asked in a daze, What? Is this body really yours?

Aning didn't speak, but when she turned to look at us, her face was already a little blue, and she handed us the bracelet that the oil bottle had given her, and then stretched out her right hand in front of us.

On Aning's left hand, he carried a string of copper coins as an ornament. I had noticed this when I was in Hainan. When I was alone and lost in the Devil's City, this string of copper coins was used as a mark and pressed under the stones. A total of Seven coins, all ten copper coins minted by Anqing Copper Yuan Bureau in Anhui Province. At that time, I joked with her that this might be the most valuable mark in the world. She told me that the reason why she chose to use this copper coin to make a bracelet was because there was absolutely no second bracelet like this in the world.

Because of this conversation, when she put her hand and the bracelet on the female body in front of me, I knew her intention.

I hurriedly took a closer look at the bracelet that was removed from the female corpse. When I took a quick look just now, I didn't look at it carefully. Now when I looked carefully, I found that the bracelet was made of patina and was integrated into a whole. After removing the copper mud on the surface, it turned out that there was Several rotten copper coins have four vague Guangxu Yuanbao written in Wei Dynasty on them.

I didn't believe it at first, so I opened it a little more and saw the Manchu text inside. I was immediately horrified and looked up at Aning.

Don't look at it, it's just ten copper coins. Aning said to me. Seven in total.

This... I was speechless, thinking how could this be possible?

This female corpse was also wearing seven ten-copper coins on her hands... However, ten-copper coins were very rare. The seven pieces in Aning's hand were collected bit by bit over ten years. Not to mention the possibility of coincidence in this idea, even the rarity of copper coins alone is unlikely to explain this matter... It happened that a woman also had the idea of ​​using ten copper coins as a bracelet, and she also had such financial resources and channels. You can buy seven copper coins, you are also a field worker, and you also come here to find the body for us. What is the probability...

Such a thing is not confusing, but simply impossible to happen...

The others still didn’t understand what was going on, so I explained to them the preciousness of the copper coins. After I finished explaining, they still couldn’t understand, so Pan Zi said: “Those are two identical chains of copper coins. Well, maybe it’s a coincidence, there are many fakes of this kind of copper coins.”

Menyouping looked at Aning and shook his head.

Then what's going on? Pan Zi smiled bitterly: This is unreasonable. Could it be that the big girl standing in front of us is a ghost? She died here more than ten years ago?

Pan Zi said and looked at An Ning and smiled, but after only laughing twice, he couldn't laugh anymore. Then, his expression changed, and he stood up and touched the knife in his hand.

I felt strange and wondered what was going on, so I turned to look at Aning. At one glance, I almost fainted from fright.

I saw Aning's face in the rain. I don't know what happened. Her face became distorted as if it was melting.

The eyes stared out strangely, and the corners of the mouth were grinned at an impossible angle, revealing a mouth full of tiny fangs.

My mind buzzed, and I yelled in my heart: Fuck! As fast as lightning, I touched the dagger in my waist, and at the same time stepped away, trying to keep as far away from her as possible.

In his panic, he forgot that he was in a tree, and when he stepped back, he lost his footing. In just a moment, I fell down.

My whole body shrank suddenly, thinking that I had finished saying that this time I would be seriously injured even if I didn't fall to death. I hurriedly grabbed the branches around me with my hands, but couldn't catch anything. At this time, someone grabbed my belt, and I felt a pain in my waist, which almost broke my belt. At least I didn't fall.

The man lifted me up and pulled me up. I stabilized my body and looked back to see which hero had saved me. At first glance, I was pissed. The one holding my belt turned out to be Aning. His mouth was open and drool was dripping down onto me. on the face.

This was really life-threatening. In desperation, I realized that I might be dead if I carried her up. If I fell down, I might still have a chance to survive. I hurriedly went to untie my belt, but the belt was stuck on my waist. On the stomach, it cannot be untied no matter how hard it is. My scalp started to tremble. I pulled hard and pulled, and then I heard someone saying: Wake up, wake up, what the hell were you dreaming about?

I woke up immediately, sat up suddenly, and hit my head on someone's chest. With an ouch, Aning on my side almost hit me into a tree.

I pulled her on reflex, and I suddenly woke up. I found myself leaning against a tree, holding the belt with my hand, which was already half-stretched. Next to it was the excavation site for snake bones. It was still raining, and there were miner's lamps all around. It was so painful that I couldn't even open my eyes.

Everyone looked at me inexplicably. A waterproof cloth had been erected on the snake bones, miner's lamps were placed on the surrounding branches, Menyoubo and Panzi were sitting there, and Fatty was sleeping next to me, snoring like thunder. . Aning held her chest, obviously it hurt me a lot.

Only then did I realize that I was dreaming, and I let out a sigh of relief. When I touched my forehead, it was still wet. I didn't know whether it was cold sweat or yesterday's rain.

When I fell asleep, I suddenly remembered that I had called them down to dig out snake bones before, but the snake bones had been entangled in the vines for at least ten years. Whenever I came, I took turns to rest. Unexpectedly, I was too tired from the whole journey, so I lay down and fell asleep. His face was still covered with rainwater, and Aning's saliva was just these things.

I smiled awkwardly, stood up, wiped my face and went over to continue helping. Pan Zi asked me maliciously over there: Mr. Mistress, what were you dreaming about just now? You still have to take off your pants?

I patted him and thought that this time it made sense but I couldn't explain it clearly. I couldn't help but think of the story of the architect and the train, and thought that it turns out that such things are not just in jokes. Pinghu Qiuyue Novel Reading Network

I looked at my watch and saw that I didn't have much time to fall asleep. My whole body was wet, so I just squinted lightly for a while. Light sleep is prone to nightmares, but I finally fell asleep and I felt much better. Speaking of which, this dream is a bit strange. It’s so real. People say that dreams are reactions of people’s subconscious. I remembered some of the psychological things that Lao Itch told me before, and I wondered, could it be that in my subconscious, I have feelings for the woman Aning? Extreme fear? This is what happened in the dream.

Looking back at Aning, she had leaned against the tree trunk and continued to rest after me. She closed her eyes to rest, and she looked a little haggard. However, this made her aggressive aura lessened a lot, making her look more haggard. It looked feminine. Aning's distorted face in the dream overlapped with the current scene, and suddenly I felt a little scared again.

Turning around to look at their progress, they found that there didn't seem to be much progress. The vines were entangled in the bones. After a lot of tossing, they were all broken. The rotten and mineralized scales from the slaps were scattered among the vines. Look. It looks like paper money from ancient times.

I laughed at myself, took a breath, and asked Pan Zi what they had discovered? Why don't you dig it?

Pan Zi picked up the miner's lamp on one side and shined it into the bones. He said that they could not get the body out. Firstly, the bones were almost rotten. They would break when touched and disappear if they dug again. Secondly, they discovered this thing.

I looked down under the light of the miner's lamp and saw deep inside the snake bones and where the vines were tangled, there was a bundle of things similar to chicken legs, but they were black and had a layer of rust on them. I lay down When I went down and took a closer look, I discovered that they were actually three old-fashioned grenades tied together. It has rusted into a whole.

There was a black armed belt around the missile body. Apparently these three items were inserted into the armed bag and carried on the body.

I couldn't help but gasp when I saw it, and I didn't dare to move any harder, so I stepped back cautiously. Pan Zi said to me: Fat Man discovered this first. If Fat Man's eyes weren't poisonous, all of us might have been blown up to the sky by now.

I asked in surprise: Who is this corpse, and why is he carrying such a thing? Even if Wen Jin and his team were to carry equipment, they should carry explosives instead of grenades. This old-fashioned grenade with a wooden handle is completely a weapon for actual combat. It is designed to kill people. It is basically useless for engineering blasting.

Do you still remember that the old woman who ruled Dolma told us that in 1993, after a group of reactionary armed forces engaged in nationalist separatism fled into Qaidam, the militiamen chased them deep into the Gobi. The team disappeared? Pan Zi asked me, I think this skeleton belongs to one of those people at that time. Maybe it was a female gangster, maybe it was a family member. They disappeared at that time. I think it was because they accidentally entered this area. It’s a swamp. This group of people has not appeared again for more than ten years, so they should all have died here.”

When Pan Zi mentioned this, I remembered it and thought it made sense. This should be the case. However, I don’t agree with Pan Zi’s final opinion. Those who fled into the Gobi at that time were armed elements, but they all carried good guns. Although there are not many people, they are well-equipped. If they really enter the swamp, they may not necessarily die. Maybe they may stay in it for a while and leave. There is no human habitation here. Many poachers enter Hoh Xil from here. After hunting animals, they go directly to the smuggling trail. There is no way to catch them in Nepal.

It is even possible that this group of people has settled here, but of course this is very unlikely. The conditions here are not suitable for outsiders to live. I also said to myself that it was best not to do so. This kind of people are too extreme. If we meet, we will have to fight. We have no guns or cannons. If there are any casualties, we will be sorry for what we have suffered before. Although after so many years, their weapons They should all be scrapped too.

After thinking wildly, the fat man woke up. I asked Pan Zi to go to sleep for a while. He said he couldn't sleep anymore. It was so humid. He was already in his senior year. There must be something wrong if he slept. There are those few things here. We can't let this dead man go anymore. After thinking about it, you guys take a rest and we will leave here. The rain will lighten up anyway. If we walk further, it will be daylight. Then we can find a better place to light a fire and rest slowly.

Having said that, under such conditions, I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to. We huddled together and smoked while looking at the darkness outside and listening to the sound of rain and wind blowing through the rainforest. Pan Zi wiped his gun. It was too humid here and he was worried about the condition of his gun. The others just chatted and chatted, but Menyouping fell asleep.

Pan Zi told me about his time in the war. At that time, he was in the cooking class and was very young. Once, their logistics troops encountered the Vietnamese special forces. How could the cooks and porters defeat those who had been with them since childhood? The Vietnamese at war with the Americans? They were later forced into a swamp, and because the Vietnamese mistreated the prisoners, they finally decided to die together. The guard company protecting them at that time gave them a grenade each, preparing to use it as a last-minute sacrifice.

The Vietnamese are very smart. They don't show their heads. They spread out in the jungle and lurk towards them. They fire a shot here and a shot there so that they don't know where they are coming in. They fought and retreated, then retreated into the mire in the center of the swamp. When they stepped into the mud, the mud covered their thighs and they could not walk. At this time, the company commander gave them an order to prepare.

Everyone held grenades and huddled into the mire. Their faces were covered with mud and only two nostrils were exposed. At this moment, the Vietnamese panicked. For some reason, they did not dare to enter the swamp, so they fired at the swamp with their guns. Later, when the bullets were almost gone, they retreated.

Pan Zi and the others did not dare to move in the swamp, fearing that this was a trick of the Vietnamese. They endured it all night. When they saw that the Vietnamese had really left, they cautiously came out. However, when they counted the number of people, they found that two people were missing. They Thinking they were stuck in the mud, they used bamboo poles to search in the swamp, and finally hooked out their bodies. They found that the two men had been eaten out, leaving only a piece of transparent skin, and they didn't know what was in their chests. Agitating.

After such an experience, Pan Zi began to be afraid of swamps. Later, he was transferred to the sharp knife platoon to fight in the rear of Vietnam. When the entire platoon was ambushed and only he and the signal soldier were left, they fled to the edge of a swamp. Pan Zi would rather Even if he goes out to kill all his pursuers, he refuses to step into a place like this again.

As Pan Zi talked, he kept hitting Haqie. I also listened in a hazy state, my eyelids only twitched, and I fell asleep again.

Half asleep and half awake, I don’t know how long it took, I felt like I was starting to dream again, but I felt someone shaking me. That was when I felt the most uncomfortable. I wanted to move away from him and continue sleeping without pushing him, but my mouth was suddenly covered.

This time I opened my eyes and saw Aning covering my mouth. Pan Zi on one side was gently shaking Fatty. Several people seemed to have just woken up and were watching.

I turned around and looked, and saw the strong wind blowing a branch above our heads, and the huge crown of the tree was shaking. It seemed that the wind was picking up again, but when I felt it carefully, I couldn't feel the wind around me. Looking overhead, I saw a giant brown python snaking around from another adjacent tree.