I wondered: The sixth person? Did I hear correctly?
Old Man Zheng nodded and said: Yes, that's the sixth person. Think about it, how many people were in this room. I met a few more. This time it's not that I'm trying to show off, but that you figured it out. It's very important.
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I murmured: The sixth person. If we go by what Zheng Bishan said, in this room, there are three iron boxes containing three women, pregnant women.
Grass! That’s it!
I stared and asked: Mr. Zheng, what do you mean, there are three pregnant women here and there are three fetuses in their bellies.
That's six people. Two of them were killed by you. Another one was caesareaned by the team back then, so after you came in, there were actually five people here.
The one who comes back to attack you is the sixth person, that is, the baby who was cut out by the team!?
He nodded and said: Yes, that's him.
Zhu Kaihua said: It's impossible, right? What's cut out of the belly is a baby, right? You said that the first thing you met seemed to be an eleven or twelve-year-old child. Could it be that the child was the third prince of Nezha?
When it came out, it was so big?!
Zheng Bishan shook his head and said: No, when he was dug out, he was as big as an ordinary baby. When I saw him, he had grown up. He has been growing since he was dug out.
When he finished saying this, Lao Zhu and I looked at each other and we both understood what each other meant, that is, Zheng Bishan was bluffing us, and this was impossible.
Things are weird. We have encountered a lot of them. There is no need to talk about Zongzi Zombies. But if you want to say that if you dig out a child from the belly of a dead corpse, it will grow up, that would be too painful. After two years
Do you need to find him a wife?!
Seeing our reactions, Zheng Bishan smiled bitterly and said: As I said just now, there is a reason why I will tell my experience in such detail, even to the point of being cumbersome. It is to string all those experiences together.
, to come up with this incredible answer. The reason why I say this is not without purpose.
First,
When I entered the guest house, I noticed that the rows of footprints were both large and small, but although they were different in size, they were all those of children. For a moment, I might have thought that there were several children of different sizes here.
But if you think about it from another angle, this is the blood baby. He is growing up. Those footprints are his alone, but he keeps growing up.
second,
Of course, I can't say that based on just one point. Also, I found scars on the child's body because he was unclothed, and it is definitely impossible to treat wounds on such a child.
, so after the injury, the infection became purulent. After the wound healed, several large scars were left. Those scars were, without exception, gunshot wounds.
What did you think of? Did you think of the experience of the sentry comrade? Did you think of the child he once met who seemed to be only a few months old? Did you think of the bloody face he saw on the glass?! Thoughts
Before he fainted, did he shoot at the child?
third,
I just said that after I opened the iron box, the female corpses dried quickly due to contact with the air, but after I killed the fetus in my belly, what came out was steaming blood.
Do you understand? Have you ever seen a zongzi? It is impossible for a zongzi to have warm blood. Even the water in the body has evaporated. Therefore, the zongzi is just a fossilized corpse. That’s why the ancients called them zombies and spread it.
Now, of course, in addition to rice dumplings, there will also be wet corpses formed due to the feng shui of the tomb, the composition of the soil, and all external conditions. They look like real people, but even if they are wet corpses, it is impossible to have steaming blood.
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Fourth, the child never spoke when he attacked me. He even had no grudge against me at all. His attack on me was just an instinct, and his attack movements were very much like an animal, a cat.
It's not that he doesn't speak, nor does he roar because he wants to kill me, but he can't speak, he can only roar, he has no clothes, is covered in dirt, and lives in this closed guest house.
Now you can understand why I said that he was the child who was cut out by the army.
The shock in my heart could not be greater. I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but found that my mouth had been made dry by Zheng Bishan's words. I trembled and went to get a glass of water by myself. When I drank it, I choked and coughed violently.
, finally, I finally asked something that seemed to refute Zheng Bishan.
It’s not that I want to find fault with him, but I have to overturn him. Only by overthrowing him can I not understand such an incredible story.
I asked: How did that child survive in a closed area? Don't tell me that the mummy still had milk to feed him.
Zheng Bishan was choked by my tone, slapped the table, and shouted: That is a closed area, and what is closed is people! I saw a few wild cats in the closed area! Do you understand?! That child was...
Raised by wild cats!
Zhu Kaihua muttered: Cat person?
I have also heard about this. There are not only cat people, but also wolf babies, but those are abandoned children who were raised by wild cats. Okay, I can understand a child being raised by a wild cat, but
, I can’t believe that a child cut out from a corpse can actually be alive. To put it another way, this simply subverts my buddy’s world view, values, life, and love!
Damn, if this is okay, how can I still believe in love?
Zheng Bishan put out his cigar and said: Can you tell me what you have been through and how you got this iron bar?
I said: Mr. Zheng, you are not kind. Even if we believe you, you have said nothing except raising questions for us. As for what is going on with this child and what is our purpose?
It's irrelevant, isn't it? Can you say something substantive?
Zheng Bishan glanced at me and said: Tell me, I have some vague guesses about many things. I want to hear your stories to be sure. You haven't noticed that these things seem to be unrelated, but they are actually connected.
Together?
I looked at Zhu Kaihua and he nodded.
I sat on the sofa again and told about what we had experienced during this period. Zheng Bishan listened silently without saying a word, nodding from time to time. It made people look like Bian, and you obviously don't know anything.
I don’t know, why are you pretending to be like this? (To be continued)