"Hurry up! Get up and go back to bed! We will go to the basin tomorrow. Don't stay here all day long and get nervous." I scolded Dou Sprout.
I just learned about his little secret. No wonder he wouldn't let me see his phone before. I guess he was afraid that I would see the transfer message.
Dou Sprout loves money as much as his life. He keeps giving money to that so-and-so Teacher Qi. I never expected this.
Another point is that in the past, after we finished our work, every time we deposited, withdrawn or transferred money, Dou Sprout would be the last one to go, not with us.
Dou Sprout's hometown is Gaoting, Zhoushan. In 2006, next year, Gaotingxin Primary School, Yifu Primary School, and Nanfeng Primary School merged. It is said that Teacher Qi is very famous in the local area and did not retire until 2015. I know that he and
It seems that Dou Sprout has an agreement. I don’t know the specific content of the agreement. It is a story between them.
Later that night, around two o'clock, Dou Sprout started retching again.
I lit a candle and saw that all he vomited was green soup, which might be bile.
At this time, I was really panicking. Xiaoxuan heard the noise and ran over to see the bean sprouts.
Dou Sprout finished vomiting and lay down on the bed again. He kept covering his chest and said in pain that his chest hurt and felt uncomfortable.
I don't understand!
What the hell is that thing? Drinking just one drop can cause a reaction!
Douyazai's own body, even if I knew him better, I would never be able to understand how his body feels now.
I told the boss what happened, and he glanced at Dou Sprout, who was curled up in the bed, and he asked me to call Brother Biao quickly.
"Dou Yazi, Dou Yazi, can you hear me?"
Dou Sprout opened his eyes and nodded.
"It's fine as long as you are sane," he said with a frown: "Some things in ethnic minority tribes are very evil. Mr. Zhao once told me that when you go to Miao Village, don't drink white porridge, and don't smoke when the old man hands you cigarettes. After all,
, or we don’t understand them.”
"Then I'm going to head now?"
"Go quickly." He waved his head.
Except for Zami Wang, the wooden house where Brother Biao lived was the biggest and most recognizable. I rushed over with a flashlight.
When I got to the door, I heard a snapping sound coming from inside the house.
"Brother Biao! I slammed the door hard: "Brother Biao, are you asleep?"
The noise in the room suddenly stopped. After a few minutes, he opened the door and asked me, sweating and panting, "What are you doing, brother? I'm already asleep."
"Brother Biao, please come with me quickly! Dou Sprouts keeps vomiting after he comes back! He just said that his chest hurts."
"He didn't drink water when he went back?"
"Drink!"
I said I drank several bottles and just vomited them all out again.
After hearing this, he frowned and said, "What are you afraid of? Your brother is really unlucky."
"So, you came here to ask me to treat him?"
I said yes out loud.
He said: "It's not a disease, how can you treat it? Besides, I'm not a tribal doctor, so you have no use for me! Go find a witch doctor in the tribe."
"What witch doctor? Where is this man!"
"Hey, don't go looking for him. You can't even understand what he's saying. There's no point in going there. So, you go back and wait for me. I'll be there soon. I'll call the witch doctor over to see your brother later."
After saying that, he closed the door heavily.
I didn't take two steps when I heard another rhythmic snapping sound coming from the room.
"Brother Biao! Hurry up! Human life is at stake!"
"Holy shit! Don't rush me! I know, I'm going now!"
At around three o'clock in the morning, Brother Biao came over with an old woman.
This old woman wears big earrings, and will be covered with thick cotton clothes in October next year. The old woman is very thin, and her face is full of wrinkles, especially her teeth, which look very yellow. If I heard correctly, Brother Biao called her
"Old Tsomu".
The old woman opened Dou Sprout's eyelids and took a look, then lifted up the quilt and looked at Dou Sprout's toenails carefully.
"How's it going? What's going on?" I asked anxiously.
The old woman pointed at the bean sprouts lying on the bed and chattered a lot.
I looked at Lao Fu.
Lao Fu frowned and said: "She said that chest pain is an early reaction to the poison, but it shouldn't be a big deal after just drinking a drop, as long as you don't drink water."
"What the hell? Don't drink water? Uncle Fu, did you hear it wrong?"
Lao Fu immediately shook his head: "Yes, that's what the witch doctor said, don't drink water in the short term."
"Brother Biao!" I yelled.
Zhang Biao looked extremely embarrassed. He stood there and rubbed his hands and said, "Well... maybe I remembered it wrong. Last time, someone in the tribe encountered Shi La. I remember drinking more water would help."
On the bed, when Dou Sprout heard this, his body began to twitch violently, like an old man suffering from wind. Dou Sprout slowly raised his right hand and pointed at Brother Biao tremblingly.
Brother Biao immediately grabbed Dou Sprout's hand and said, "I'm so sorry for your brother! I really forgot about it, but don't worry! I'll do my best to help you."
At this time, the old witch doctor took out a handful of soybean-like things from the cloth pocket she carried with her. I looked at it like some kind of plant seeds.
She said that we should pay attention to the toenails of the bean sprouts, starting from the little finger to the big thumb. If the nails start to turn black, feed the bean sprouts one to eat. Don't chew it, just swallow it. Don't drink any more water. This treats the symptoms.
Rather than treating the root cause, the main thing is to see if it can be controlled.
"Brother Biao, please come out with me."
After I came out and closed the door, I said with a cold face: "There are only two of us here now. You must tell the secret of Shi La, even if you don't tell it, you have to tell it."
He looked very embarrassed and said: "Brother, why are you asking this? You also saw that the witch doctor is treating me."
"Stop fucking nonsense! I have to know!" I couldn't help but cursed.
I stared at him without blinking.
Slowly, sweat began to form on his forehead.
Suddenly, he slapped his thigh fiercely: "That's it! If you die, you will die! But brother, I tell you, you must not spread this secret to the outside world. If so, a considerable number of people, including me and the leader, will want to
Disaster."
"you say."
Zhang Biao looked around carefully, narrowed his eyes and said, "You will be leaving in the next two days. I just wanted to keep it secret, but now that you want to know so much, I will tell you."
"The red pine forest is far away from the tribe. On the one hand, it is for safety. On the other hand, the red pine forest is a Feng Shui place. Did you know?"
I said I knew it. I knew it the first time I saw it, but I didn't say it out loud. It was a place where corpses were raised.
"Zombie land" does not refer to a place where zombies can be raised.
Corpse raising grounds are real in both Feng Shui and reality.
Mr. Li wrote something in the notes he gave me.
"Morning dew drops dripped down onto the soil, the sun cracked and the sun couldn't shine. The night wind blew the leaves to block it, and corpses grew long in the soil."
A large amount of dew drips onto the soil in the morning, the sun's rays are blocked by the mountains at noon, and the night wind blowing in the evening is blocked by the leaves.
If a place meets these three conditions at the same time, it can be called a corpse raising place.
Brother Biao looked at me and nodded and said, "Brother, I can probably guess what you do, but don't worry, we are all just living in the world. Whatever you do has nothing to do with me."
He looked up at the night, seemingly lost in memories.
After a minute or two, he continued: "Three years ago, a man came to our tribe, and he asked us to collect corpse wax in the red pine forest. He also gave us the formula for rapid formation of corpse wax.
of."
"I have done research before, and I only know that the formula contains fried Aconitum root. The root itself is poisonous, and the fried root is extremely toxic. A few milligrams of it can kill a person. In addition,
There are other things in the formula that I don’t know, so your brother had a reaction after drinking just one drop."
"etc......!"
I frowned and asked, "You mean, someone asked you to use the corpses of people from your own tribe and paint them with the formula potion he gave to make corpse wax?"
He nodded.
"Why would King Mi agree? Do you all agree?"
At this moment, Zhang Biao looked gloomy and said: "We must agree. If we don't agree, people in the tribe will die one after another. That man... is too terrible... The corpse wax we collected,
Someone is sent to him every four months, but I don’t know what he does with the corpses."
"Send it over?"
"What is this man's name? How old is he? What does he look like? Does he live near here?" I asked one after another.
He nodded and said, "I don't know what his name is. I only know that he is about forty years old. He seems to have a nickname called July Crane. He lives in the Death Basin in the upper reaches of the Dulong River. Every time he goes to deliver corpses, he always gets confused.
Sister Wang took two people there with buckets, and I’ve only been there once.”
When I heard these three words, I was shocked.
In Alxa, Dangxiang's dog breeder said something before his death: Dou Sprout and I peed on his head.
At that time, the dog owner coughed up blood from his mouth and said with a smile: "Dangxiang clan, thousands of heroic souls will curse you for me... July Climb will avenge me..."
Close your eyes and feel like this scene happened yesterday.
My heart was pounding, and I quickly asked: "Just now you said that you went to the Death Basin to deliver corpses once. In other words, have you seen this person's face?"
"Yes, I saw his face once."
"In this case, you come back with me."
"My little wife is very good at drawing. I'll ask her to draw this person's face for you."
