Now I even suspect that my horoscopes are not good, so dad and the others won't let me go to the ground, so they came over to me, first with blood rice dumplings, and now with a skeleton frame to negotiate and confront me. Fortunately, compared to the blood rice dumplings, this skeleton looks...
He is much cuter, and we also know that he is a spy. We are socialist young people living under the party's banner, so we are still afraid of him as a Kuomintang? We simply break the jar and confront him.
We had been confronting each other for a long time, and I thought, something is wrong. This thing is already dead. If I fight against him with a large number of living people, won’t I be consumed to death? But if I really want to fight with him, how can I face this?
I know what it is, but I really don’t have the courage, and I’m not good at martial arts, so let’s have a literary fight. According to my ancestors and my theoretical knowledge from hearsay from the elders in the village, the physical body of Zongzi is intact.
Once the flesh and blood is weathered, it is dead again, so this thing is definitely not a rice dumpling. Then, he can only be a ghost.
People who usually work in this industry, to be honest, are not afraid of ghosts. After all, these are ethereal things. We have only heard of someone being bitten to death by a rice dumpling, but never heard of someone being strangled to death by a ghost. People in the world respect ghosts and gods a lot.
This ghost thing is the soul. According to folklore, when a person dies, he is extinguished and reincarnated. If he is stranded in the world of the sun, there must be something special that he cannot let go of. It may be resentment or regret. Of course, it may also be a sudden death.
I didn’t tell my family the passbook password, etc.
After thinking for a long time, I simply knelt down in front of him. It’s bullshit for a man to have gold under his knees. A life is more valuable than anything else. I bowed with both hands and said: Brother, I don’t care how unjust you died, what’s in your heart.
Just tell me what you think, and I will try my best to help you complete it. Please don't scare me. I'm timid. I'll scare you to death later, who can you find to handle your last wishes?
As soon as I finished speaking, the remaining arm of the skeleton grabbed the arm connected to the iron box and handed it to me. I knew something, so I quickly took it respectfully and opened the iron box. There was a fire paint inside.
There was a sealed envelope, an old diary, and a rusty pen. The big brother in front of me was still opposite me. Of course I couldn't open the envelope to read other people's secrets. When I opened the notebook, the paper was very yellow.
, the handwriting is blurry, but barely legible. I was shocked by the content on the first page. Very neat small script.
Top Secret Plan A - Failed.
Opening the second chapter, there is no clear text, but it is a sketch that looks like an underground tomb. He obviously knows more than us. The entire structure, including the beginning of the pool, is marked: Water Monkey. Pass
The tomb chamber behind the long and narrow tomb passage has a Tai Chi Bagua pattern drawn on it, marked: Entrance to the second floor, danger. The so-called danger may be the bloody rice dumpling killed by my second brother. The next page is the second floor we see, the meaning of this picture
It's very cute. The stone carvings that can turn into blood rice dumplings are replaced with the word "Bing". The word "Soldier" surrounds the position of the coffin in the middle. A question mark is drawn on it, followed by three exclamation marks. I couldn't help but feel disappointed. Originally, I didn't run out yet.
When I saw what was lying in the coffin, it turned out that this guy didn’t know. There was a gap in the next note and it was torn up abruptly. It just said this on the last page:
The mission failed, and the mainland is also plotting this. I am ashamed of the party and the country, and I am ashamed of Mr. Jingguo. I die with my eyes closed. I discovered a bigger secret, but I am unable to escape. If someone reads my suicide note and sends it to Mr. Jingguo, I will definitely be able to escape with it.
In exchange for a bright future, I, Cai Zhenqiang, thank you.
I understood immediately at first glance. It turned out that this man was still a diehard loyalist of the Kuomintang. I wonder what he would think if he knew that the Kuomintang has lost its right to rule Taiwan and that Mr. Ching-kuo, whom he respected, has been dead for many years.
It's easier to deal with when you find the symptoms. He said to the skeleton: Brother Cai, don't worry, I will definitely give this letter to Mr. Jingguo. He is also my idol. Even if he is gone, I will find a way to burn it for him. You can
Just go with peace of mind.
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the skeleton in front of me suddenly *. The bones were scattered on the ground.
I was shocked and said: Damn! Transformers!
At this time, before I had time to express my feelings about the magic of resentment in the world, and whether there really were ghosts begging for someone to fulfill their last wishes, I saw a few people covered in blood rushing out from the entrance of the tomb. It was my elder brother and the others, and they shouted at me: Run!
I looked behind them and saw a large group of bloody rice dumplings chasing after me. They told me to run, but where were I running to? The tomb passage was blocked for some reason when I came here. Now we are trapped here.
In the tomb!
Zhu Kaihua quickly took out the rope and tied it to a protruding blue brick at the entrance of the tomb passage. He said to us: "Let's tighten the rope and retreat. It is not common sense that the tomb passage in front is blocked. There must be something like a maze in the middle."
The blindness trick makes us go astray without realizing it, so that we walk in a straight line with our eyes closed. Remember, trust your feelings, not your eyes.
A few of us tightened the rope and followed his method to retreat with our eyes closed. We walked in the dark like this for about five minutes. Suddenly, I felt something wet and cool on my face. I touched it.
It was slippery and felt great. When I opened my eyes, I saw something with big dark eyes in front of me. I couldn't help but feel happy and shouted: Damn it! Water Monkey! We are out.
There was a gunshot behind me, and the water monkey in front of me was shot in the head. My second brother greeted us and said: Come on, he is going to catch up. He just took two steps and stopped with an ugly face. I followed him.
At first glance, we saw densely packed water monkeys in front of us. (To be continued)