Under the empty soil, two horrific corpses were exposed. This was a very terrifying scene, even in broad daylight. Mustache could see that the two corpses, one high and one low, had their skin peeled off and were thrown face down.
In the pit.
He was just glad that Kelsang Meiduo was not allowed to come over, but as soon as his mind changed, he immediately thought of a very scary thought. The Gaye River is a fast river that can wash away everything, and people can fish out corpses...
If there were no accidents, both Jinpu Awang and Li Neng would be washed down by the current, and they would be fished out by the body fishermen?
Thinking of this, Mustache was a little dazed. This was an idea that he couldn't accept. He immediately wiped away all the floating soil and turned a corpse over with a shovel. The miserable state of this corpse can definitely scare people.
Dead, the whole skin has been peeled off, so that the deceased
His appearance during life was almost unrecognizable, but after looking at it, Mustache breathed a sigh of relief, because he saw that the eyeballs of the deceased were already gray. Jinpu Awang and Li Neng had made a lot of plans since they fell into the rift valley until now.
It can't be like this for more than a day.
He also turned over another corpse. This corpse had been dead for longer, and the smell of the corpse made people want to vomit. Mustache looked back at the two corpse diggers who were tightly tied to the tree.
This kind of work cannot be done by a person who does not have a very good psychological quality. If Jinpu Awang encountered such people, he might not be able to help but smash them to death with an iron ring.
He walked back slowly, and when passing by the messy shack, he looked inside again. At this time, he discovered that there was actually a smell in the shack, but the smell of corpses brought by the mountain wind just now made the smell worse.
It has been suppressed, and now when the wind stops, you can smell it when standing outside the shack.
Gesangmedo stood there alone in a panic. He couldn't help but call Xiaohu, who signaled that she was fine, and then walked into the shack. It was very smelly inside, like a cave inhabited by wild beasts. He felt
These two corpse collectors were more ruthless than the people in Shuibo Liangshan. There was no mention of flat noodles and wontons, and they just ripped off the human skin.
After looking around in the shack, Mustache immediately understood the source of the smell. It was the mattress of human skin used by the two corpse collectors to sleep on. He couldn't help but frown. He had seen a lot of ruthless people.
, I have never seen anyone sleeping on human skin. No wonder the two corpse collectors exuded a corpse odor from their bones that could not be washed away.
He walked out of the shack and walked in front of the two corpse collectors. The sturdy young man was still shouting, and his mustache eyes instantly turned cold. He was not doing good deeds, nor did he have the heart to save all sentient beings, but
If he meets this kind of person in this kind of place, he won't mind killing him.
"No! No, no!" The old man had some knowledge. When he saw Mustache's cold eyes and indifferent expression, he realized that the situation was not good. He immediately shook his head back and forth and said eagerly: "We didn't harm anyone! That's all.
They are dead people fished out of the river."
The old man saw that the mustache was not a good thing, and immediately began to explain. He said that in this industry, they never prey on living people. The reason for doing so is a rule passed down from generation to generation among corpse collectors.
"Why do this."
"If we do this, the water ghost will let us go."
The origin of corpse diggers appeared almost at the same time as the popularity of water burials. Just like the earth crawlers, they have some weird and unreasonable secrets that are believed by people. For example, the earth crawlers put wax in the pits, which is an ancestral motto.
Why do they do this? Many old-timers don't know clearly, but they think that burning wax in the pit can keep them safe. The same goes for corpse collectors. Serious corpse collectors sleep on human skin mattresses.
There are people living in the upper reaches of some rivers. As long as someone dies, they will be buried in the water. There are dead people floating in the river all year round. It is impossible to say that it is not weird. The people who fish for corpses have to go into the water when doing their work, and many people go to the water.
If they don't come back, they will disappear forever after a series of water splashes. According to some survivors, they really felt like something was dragging them desperately in the water.
"The yang energy of living people is too strong, and the water ghost will not let it go."
There is a saying among orthodox corpse collectors that if you don't cultivate that stench on your body, you can't get into the water. Eating ten-flavored meat is of course the most direct and effective way, but it is too disgusting, and no matter how cold-blooded you are, there is nothing you can do about it.
Think of this as a training project. In the past, some corpse collectors actually slept with the dead. However, when the weather was warm, the dead began to rot in three or two days. Later corpse collectors simplified the procedure and skinned the dead.
, you can sleep on it for a year and a half.
"What I said is true." The old man already had a pleading tone. He was very afraid that the mustache would come over with a shovel and chop off half of his head. He said that he had been doing this for so many years, and the raft that was launched into the water never knew that it would be flooded.
The things inside have been overturned many times, but I always managed to escape with my life, just because I have been sleeping on human skin all year round.
Mustache loosened the shovel in his hand. If anyone else were to listen to the old man's explanation, they would definitely think he was talking nonsense, but Mustache is a native man and knows that many things can be solved in that incredible way, and he
It can be seen that the old man did not lie.
"Let's not talk about this matter." Mustache lost the shovel in his hand: "Help me fish out something."
"Okay, okay." The old man nodded hurriedly and said a few words to the young man next to him. The young man looked a little unconvinced and looked sideways at his mustache.
Mustache let go of them, reconnected the young man's removed arm, and handed them the reward he had just agreed upon. The atmosphere of commercial society had tainted this almost uninhabited land. Seeing the red bills, the old man
He forgot what happened just now and called the young man to go to the river.
They drove a very small raft to the place where the rafts were already built. The young man took off his shirt, exposing his tendons, moved back and forth, and then plunged into the water. There were two wooden rafts under the water.
The platoon can stop things flowing within more than ten meters. The young man is very energetic. He held his breath for almost two minutes before coming up. He shook the water on his head, took a breath and dived down again.
He searched back and forth between the two rafts several times, but didn't find anything. The old man rowed the raft back and told the mustache that if it didn't work, he would hit two more rafts to make the area wider.
"According to your experience, if a person fell into the water from upstream on the first day, what is the chance of being fished out now?"
"This..." The old man shook his head and said that the chance was very slim. No matter whether he was alive or dead, if he couldn't stay in such water, he would definitely be washed away, unless it was a relatively heavy thing that would reach the current.
If it is slow, it will sink to the bottom of the water. If you slowly follow the water, you may have a chance to fish it out.
"Then let's give it a try." Mustache's heart was tugged. Can Jinpu Awang and Li Neng really not be found?
The old man and the young man worked very hard, and they successively dug down two rafts in other places, covering basically all the places that could be covered. It was only during the day that they couldn't see anything until it was dark, so the two men turned back.
They fell into a deep sleep. Mustache and Gesang Medo were not sleepy and stayed up until dawn.
At noon the next day, the young man with a mustache who had become accustomed to going into the water returned empty-handed again and again. However, after entering the water for an unknown number of times, the young man was obviously dragging something in his hand when he emerged from the water.
"What is it?" the old man asked as he lay beside the raft.
Mustache stood on the shore and saw at a glance that the young man was dragging a black backpack in his hand, but the distance was too far and he could not see the details of the backpack clearly. The old man quickly reached the shore, and when Mustache took the backpack
, immediately recognized that this was the backpack they used.
The backpack belonged to Jinpu Ngawang, and everything was inside, including the metal bar. The appearance of this backpack gave Mustache some hope, and at the same time gave rise to even greater worries. With Jinpu Ngawang’s character,
, he would not leave his bag behind unless he had no choice but to lose consciousness.
But this backpack was the only thing they found. After that, they had nothing to gain. The strong young man had a layer of white skin on his body after soaking in the water. When the sun was about to set that afternoon, the old man was in a dilemma with the young man.
Huzi said that there was probably no hope, and any further search would be a waste of effort.
Mustache glanced at him, and the old man felt flustered and quickly explained that it was not that they wanted to be lazy, but they were just discussing the matter.
"I know." Mustache picked up Jinpu Ngawang's backpack. He was disappointed and even a little sad, but he would not lose his mind because of this.
Things seem to be in a dilemma, an absolute dilemma. After losing two companions and losing the prayer wheel, no one can guarantee whether Kelsang Meiduo can successfully awaken the seeds of spiritual knowledge in his heart. Mustache still remembers Wu Si Zang
If so, Gesangmei Duo can't always be safe and sound. If the seed swells to the point where she can't untie it and can't bear it, she will collapse and go crazy.
"Let's go." Mustache put his luggage on his back and walked back along the river bank they came from. He didn't know what would happen tomorrow, but he would stubbornly walk along the path he wanted to take.
They spent one night and half a day back near the misty valley of Mulacso. The car they had hidden before was still there. It is estimated that Song Kun and his gang were still inside the ancient temple and had not come out, otherwise they would definitely drive away or destroy the car. Xiao
Beard transferred all the things he could transfer to a car, and then left quietly.
"Where are we going?" Gesangmedo's eyes were blown open by the wind, and his black hair was flying in the wind.
"I don't know yet." Mustache drove the car far away, then stopped, looked in the mirror, and trimmed his already messy beard with a pair of scissors.
On the ancient picture of Xiangxiong sent by Wu Sizang, there are still a few blurry points similar to Mulacso, but Xiaohu is not going to be busy paying attention to these.