[Bottle Evil] The Old Mansion's Strange Story

The white silk is densely entwined, but this one is twice the size of what I have seen before, and it is also in human form, so it should be an adult.

We looked in this direction, only to find that there is a "cocoon" between almost every two stone pillars, roughly counting, there are more than ten or twenty, I secretly feel bad.

The fat man said: "What the hell kind of place is this place, not only catfish spirits, but also silkworm cocoon spirits?"

"It's not silk." I said, "That layer of silk is hard and brittle, and it will break if you poke it. The child's body was also on the outside. I poked it open. The body is not rotten, and it seems to be fresh."

"Fresh keeping?" the fourth child said, "You still look like a human when you look at him?"

I nodded: "But the silk layer is broken, and the body will soon rot." I thought it was lost, maybe it was dragged into the water by the "catfish spirit", and I don't know if I can find it and let the fourth child take it out for burial , we may not be able to protect ourselves now.

The appearance of these cocoons made me feel faintly uneasy.You know exactly what is wrapped in this kind of thing, and there is a feeling that they will break through the restraint and run out at any time.

"Why don't you poke one down and study it?" the fat man asked.

I resisted in my heart, out of intuition, I thought it was better not to touch it, but I was a little contradictory, this thing, I always feel that it is the key.

"No." Poker Bottle stopped immediately, "You can't touch them casually."

Poker bottle's face changed suddenly, and I couldn't help becoming vigilant: "What's going on?"

"It's not corruption." Poker bottle said, "The body leaves it, the change that happens is not corruption, but corpse."

My heart suddenly turned cold, and the fat man said, "Turn into a zongzi?"

"What do you mean?" Even the fourth child asked anxiously, "Can you still move?"

Poker Bottle nodded: "There are too many of them."

As soon as he said this, we were all shocked.I couldn't help but think of the scene where the little zongzi disintegrated and then ran away after I left, and I felt hairy in my heart.

And there are so many "cocoons" here, once they are all broken, wouldn't it be a zongzi party.

We all prepared our weapons immediately. The white dog leg I lost was actually found by the fat man and the others.

Just listening to Poker Finger's tone, I still feel that it's not good. We have been stimulated one after another along the way.This tomb is really rude, both mental and physical torture are real.

36 plan, it is still the best plan.I turned my head and looked at the entire altar, except for the central pit where the coffin was placed, and the four stone gates around the altar, there was also a circle of sacrificial pits around the altar.We wanted to come here before to find the "backstage operation" that controls the tomb passage mechanism, but it is obviously gone now, maybe the figure had already destroyed it in the first place, and wanted to fight us to the death.Either we missed the mechanism, it's not here, it's hidden somewhere else.

How the hell did this get out.

As I was thinking about it, Poker-Face suddenly asked me again: "Did you see anyone else in the end?"

"Other people?" I thought for a while, he should be referring to the priests and wizards I watched in the "replay" of the mural, and said, "I have no impression, and my hallucinations are mixed in those scenes, so it's not believable."

I thought to myself that when I saw the leading one become you, I was completely stunned, okay, I don't even have the heart to look at others.But what Boyouping said reminded me.

"Don't you want to say..." I still felt that this guess was not very reliable, and asked tentatively, "The rest of the people, now wrap up in those cocoons and hang on top of our heads."

But the fat man said: "I think it's very possible, as you said, they put him in the coffin, and they still don't give up, they are afraid that he will come out, so they all stay here and watch."

This is a great hatred, and it is also a fight.Seeing that Boyouping didn't answer, I thought maybe I was wrong.But judging from the shape of those cocoons, they are clearly in the shape of a human being. If it wasn't the person who carried the funeral back then, who would it be?

Suddenly, a thought exploded in my mind, that there were indeed other people.

Poker-Face seemed to be thinking about this possibility, he said: "It's not the first funeral procession." He stretched out his arms and stood in front of me, motioning for us to back off.

"It's the Zhang family."

When Pokerfing said that, his tone made people shudder.

We were all startled, no one answered the call for a while, and in the silence all around, we all heard some slight noises coming from the direction above our heads.

"Fuck, what's going on?" the fat man said in a low voice.

The fourth child also tremblingly said: "It's hard to describe, it's so weird."

After thinking about it, it is not difficult to describe, but it is difficult to digest this information.

It's the sound of fingernails scratching something.

I immediately looked up and looked in the direction of the sound, the cocoons seemed to start to shake slightly, and the scratching sound from inside became stronger and stronger, making one's scalp tingle.

I've always been sick of the sound of nail scratching, but now I'm forced to listen to it.It's an empty and closed environment, and even a little sound is amplified clearly.For a while, my ears were filled with this increasingly intense and weird scratching sound, and I felt goosebumps all over my body, as if those nails had already scratched myself.We all started backing involuntarily, trying to stay away from the source of the sound, but we couldn't look away, otherwise we might miss some dangerous omen.

The feeling that they were coming out, that something had stimulated them, was strong, overwhelming.

I clenched the knife tightly and asked Poker-Face in a low voice, "Run, or..."

"It's too late." Poker Bottle interrupted me, "They will come out soon."

The fourth child said: "We didn't do anything, why did we offend the master inside?"

I looked at the flames around me, and my heart skipped a beat. I guess I did it. These flames are probably the culprit.

Sure enough, Poker Bottle said: "It's the fire, the fire has raised the temperature here, and they have a sense."

"Fuck." The fat man cursed, and I thought to myself, it's not me, it's pitch black here, and anyone who sees a fire has to light it, so I heard the fat man say, "Then fuck it!"

I don't know why, maybe my nerves are a little numb now, when I heard what the fat man said, besides being nervous just now, I actually wanted to laugh.

Fatty's thoughts are always so direct, but they are quite inspiring.

I also cursed, and said: "Should we act first, what are they afraid of, fire or knife?"

The fat man said: "Brother, did you hear, you are so cruel now, your innocence is no longer what it used to be, your fat master will always be your fat master."

"Don't be so fucking hypocritical." I said, "Obviously there are a lot of them, it's okay to come out one by one, but if they come out together, how can we handle it?"

I thought that the female zongzi in the main tomb was also transformed from this kind of cocoon?If each of these is as good as the female zongzi, it's really the rhythm of a bloody battle.

Poker Bottle clicked his tongue and said, "Be careful what they spit out."

Still vomit?What kind of move is this.Just as I was about to ask, the cocoon closest to us suddenly fell down with a bang and hit the glazed brick platform.

It rolled twice and was close to our feet. I saw that the white silk on the outside of it had softened. It was no longer a crisp shell. It was clearly more like a layer of white mucus, and it continued at a speed visible to our naked eyes." liquefaction".

Poker-Face stared at it, and said, "The white silk you are talking about was originally such a liquid." He looked at the fourth child, "These are the things you encountered in the sarcophagus."

Not knowing the details, I asked, "What did he touch?"

The fourth child immediately said: "That's it, white, sticky lump."

The fat man said: "Don't mention it, it's so disgusting, I spit it out of his mouth, I thought he gave it to someone in the coffin."

"Fuck!" I was about to say that you are so dirty, fat man, when I suddenly thought, that's not right, this description and the mucus in front of me seem so familiar.I also saw this liquid in the place where the child's body disappeared before, and I thought it was mucus from catfish.

Poker bottle continued: "When this mucus enters the human body, the person will be controlled and lose consciousness, and the living person will become extremely manic. When it completely fuses with the tissues and organs in the human body, the person will basically die. This mucus also mixes with human body fluids and flows out, and then forms a silky shell that wraps the corpse inside."

"Then now," I watched a human figure slowly emerge from the mucus in front of me, and the limbs of this "person" suddenly twitched, "It's alive? You said that these mucus will enter the body of a living person, isn't that true? Can't touch?"

"What's left in the body is the most important part." Poker Bottle suddenly took a step forward, "It will be spit out from the mouth, and the next living body will be caught in this way."

I immediately understood the meaning of Poker Bottle, and thought of a kind of "zombie ant".There is a spore released by a fungus, once it falls on the ant, it will enter the ant's body, grow in the ant's body, and gradually control the behavior of the ant.Before the ants die, they will bite the veins of a leaf tightly. After death, the parasitic fungus sprouts from their heads, and new spores are sprayed out to infect other ants again, so as to "reproduce".

Is it the same here?Back then, the sacrificial team was controlled by that kind of mucus, forming cocoons one by one, and the Zhang family later became their replacements.

And now that we catch up with them breaking out of the cocoon, wouldn't they become the next cocoon? Thinking about it makes the hairs stand on end.

Poker-Face had already walked in front of the zombie who was about to move. I knew what he was going to do, and I sweated a lot.

Poker Bottle raised his knife and chopped off its head with one blow. It twitched, and thicker mucus flowed out from the broken neck.

Then the corpse began to decompose rapidly, but I could still see its fingers clearly, and indeed two of them were oddly long.

It's the Zhang family.

I don't know where the hatred came from, it may be the effect of hallucinations before.

"It seems that it is necessary to act first." I looked up at the calluses, "I want to get bigger."

What responded to me was the sound of several cocoons falling to the ground at the same time.