Chapter 1311
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, as if an old man had had a stroke. 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 will try 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. Do not chew it, swallow it directly, and do not drink 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 this secret, you must not spread it outside. If so, quite a few people, including me and the leader, will want to Disaster."
"you say."
Zhang Biao looked carefully from side to side, narrowed his eyes and said, "You will be leaving in the next two days. I just wanted to keep silent. Now since 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 corpse raising ground.
"Zombie land" does not mean that the place can raise zombies.
Corpse places are real in Feng Shui and reality.
It was written in the notes Mr. Li 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 lot of dew drops into the soil in the morning, the sun is 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. He asked us to collect corpse wax in the red pine forest. This recipe for rapid formation of corpse wax was also given by him. of."
"I have researched it 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, paint them with the formula potion he gave, and 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 will be sent to him every four months. As for what he does with these corpses, I don’t know."
"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 Qiyue Cang. 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 he died, and 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."
