"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 at that time, he was probably afraid that I would find the transfer text 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Another point is that in the past, after we finished our work, every time we deposited, withdrawn or transferred money, Dou Sprout would be the last one to go, not with us.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, Gaoting Central 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 Dou Sprout seems to have an agreement. I don’t know the specific content of the agreement, but it is a story between them.
Later that night, around two o'clock, Dou Sprout started retching again.
I lit the candle and saw that all he vomited was green soup, which might be bile.
I was really panicking at this time. Xiaoxuan heard the noise and ran over to see Dou Sprouts.
Dou Sprout finished vomiting and lay down on the bed again. He kept covering his chest and said painfully that his chest hurt and felt uncomfortable.
I don't understand!
What the hell is that? Just one drop can cause a reaction!
Douyazai's own body, even if I understand him, I can't possibly understand how his body feels now.
I told the boss what happened and glanced at Dou Sprout, who was curled up in the bed. 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're sane," he said with a frown: "Some of the things in 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." At the end of the day, we still 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 my 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, come with me quickly! Dou Sprout keeps vomiting after he comes back! He just said his chest hurts again."
"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? That brother of yours 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 I cure it? Besides, I'm not a doctor in the tribe, so you have no use for me! Go find the 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. In this case, you go back and wait for me. I'll be ready soon. I'll call the witch doctor to come over and see your brother later."
After saying that, he closed the door hard.
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!"
"Damn it! 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 is it? 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 chest pain is an early reaction to poisoning, but just drinking a drop should be fine, as long as you don't drink water."
"What the hell? Don't drink the 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, 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, a considerable number of 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, the Dangxiang 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."
