I stared at her, and she stared at me. With the sparse sound of rain in the woods, the atmosphere gradually became tense.
"Don't do it! Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!" Brother Biao hurried over, shouting as he ran.
"Brother! It's all a misunderstanding! Listen to our explanation!"
"Okay! Say it! If you can't convince me, we will go our separate ways today! You take your Yangguan Road, and I'll cross our single-plank bridge!"
Brother Biao's expression changed and he hesitated for two minutes without saying anything.
I turned around and left immediately.
Brother Biao was anxious. He ran over and grabbed me and said, "Brother! None of us have any secrets! Do you dare to say that you have no secrets to hide from us?"
"Damn it! I, Zhang Biao, swear to God! I will never harm you!"
"Yes! That's right! We have a secret!"
"If you insist on knowing, brother! I can tell you! But..." Brother Biao's face turned cold: "But I'm afraid that once you find out, you will give up halfway and get scared!"
I sneered contemptuously: "Afraid? I've never been afraid of anything in my fucking life, Xiang Yunfeng!"
"If I were afraid, I would have stopped joining this profession a few years ago! I even robbed a tomb in front of the fucking police station! What am I afraid of!"
Brother Biao patted me: "Don't get excited. I've actually guessed that you are local masters a long time ago, but there are some things that don't mean you won't be afraid if you are brave. I'll ask again, are you sure you want to know? If I tell you
, you have to keep it a secret for me."
"explain!"
Brother Biao turned his head and glanced at Sister Zami Wang, and took two deep breaths.
"Brother, do you still remember that I told you before I came here that the husband of fat aunt Mingmi fell to his death while hunting last year?"
I nodded and said I remember.
Brother Biao's eyes were solemn and he added: "I didn't lie to you, Mingmi's husband did fall to death, we buried him."
"etc..."
I heard something was wrong and immediately asked: "The person you mentioned died a year ago, but didn't your tribe start burying all the dead in tree burials in the red pine forest three years ago? Why did you bury them alone in the red pine forest?"
Was he buried?"
"Yes, brother, you are right."
"The reason why we bury people in the ground is because according to the requirements that July Clan forced us to make corpse wax, the body must have complete hands and feet."
"Mingmi's husband was not discovered until three days after his accident. When we found him, his right hand was missing, his internal organs were hollowed out, and he was eaten by wild animals. Therefore, he could not be buried in the red pine forest and had to be buried in the ground."
I nodded, reluctantly agreeing with this statement, and motioned for him to continue.
At this moment, Brother Biao's thoughts seemed to suddenly return to the day of the incident.
With deep fear in his eyes, he said to me: "I can't forget it even if I close my eyes. I was buried the day before, but the next day, Mingmi's husband walked back by himself and came back to see the fat aunt."
"You came back? No one died?"
"Impossible, his intestines were dragged all over the mountain, his heart, spleen and stomach were gone, how could he not be dead... To be more precise, he didn't come back walking, he was riding a horse
Coming back..."
Brother Biao's teeth chattered: "It was a pure black tall horse. That night, Mingmi's husband was wearing a black armor. His face was like a piece of paper, and he rode back..."
"Many people saw it, and the people in the tribe were frightened. When we talked to him, he still reacted while riding on the horse."
"The witch doctor said it was cursed by the dead, and the only way to stop it was to cut off the head."
Brother Biao closed his eyes and didn't want to say the next words, as if he hadn't gotten over the horrific memories of that night.
