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The Sacred Spring Chapter 19: The Devil's Horn (2)


Qin Si didn't know that we were discussing plotting against him, so he ran up happily.

He said: "I really can't stay with the Wang family, I can't breathe.

Where are you going?

I heard from Lin Fang that there is a cemetery on the top of the mountain where the witch doctor Cremer is buried.

I have never seen it.

What do ancient tombs look like in real life?

Are you interested in going up there and taking a look?"

I thought to myself, you have asked the right person.

Among us, Fatty and I are really the most interested in ancient tombs, but you are not in our plan.

Although I told the fat man half-jokingly that if Qin Si got in his way, I would knock him out, but this was just a joke after all.

After all, he saved our lives when he was in the United States.

If he hadn't driven us away in time, After joining the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, our two brothers may have been imprisoned in an American prison and served jail time.

Where is the opportunity to stand here and enjoy the magnificent scenery of the Amazon jungle.

Therefore, you should take him where you should.

Anyway, everyone is going to inspect the Cremo Witch Doctor Tomb with the attitude of learning and visiting, and it is not some shameful thing.

The most important thing is that I am not familiar with the Indian culture.

It can even be said that I know nothing about it.

There is a Qin Siyan who follows us and may even be our commentator if necessary.

I made up my mind and said to Qin Siyan: "Since Siyan you are interested in the witch doctor's tomb, then we will risk our lives to accompany you.

We must have the courage to follow you up to have a look and see the tombs of foreigners."

Qin Siyan didn't know what Fatty and I were doing.

He pushed up his glasses seriously and said, "No problem, you guys follow me.

If something special happens, don't be afraid.

I heard that some corpses will die after they die.

When the time comes to turn into a zombie and hurt people, I have more experience than you in this matter."

The fat man and I were both curious about what Qin Siyan said about his serious experience, so we asked him: "Why, have you ever encountered a big zongzi?"

Qin Siyan said shyly as he climbed up the mountain: "It's not a big rice dumpling.

When I was an intern at the Procuratorate, I once handled a case where a zombie injured someone.

The person who was bitten insisted that the one who attacked him was a zombie. body.

No one wanted to believe his testimony at the time, and the victim wanted to The local government was responsible for his losses.

When I was assigned to handle this case, I saw the zombie described by the victim in the morgue of the local police station.

The corpse was dug up from the ground when the victim was cultivating farmland. .

According to his own description, when the body was first dug out, The skin and hair were intact, and he thought for a while that someone had been murdered and the body was abandoned in the field.

However, the clothes on the body did not look like modern clothes, so the victim knew that he was digging up a corpse with a long history, so he prepared to kill it.

The phone called the police.

The moment he stood up, the body The corpse suddenly stood upright and bit him on the shoulder.

Fortunately, the victim had a shovel at hand, so he broke the zombie's neck with a shovel, and then hurried home to report the crime to the police.

When we arrived, the body had turned into a shriveled skeleton."

I always thought that zombies only existed in China.

I didn’t expect that such a thing happened in the United States on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, so I quickly asked him: “Then what did the zombie you saw look like and how could it attack it?”

Human?"

Qin Siyan shook his head: "They have all become broken skeletons, so why hurt people?"

I checked the tooth marks on the victim, and they basically matched the dental features of the ancient corpse.

However, the police used supernatural events as an excuse to overturn the theory.

My proof is that the case ended up being dropped.

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I just heard that the victim had a sudden onset of ejaculation a few weeks after the incident.

He had a nervous breakdown and bit all the animals on the farm to death.

His neighbor called the police, and the guy was shot on the spot for attacking the police.

It is said that after being shot, he was still able to walk upright, and the blood that flowed out was solidified.

Finally, the police I had to shoot continuously until his head was completely smashed, and then this terrible scene ended.”

Seeing that I remained silent, he thought I was frightened by the zombie story he described.

He comforted me in a calm tone and said: "Actually, everything that happened after that was just hearsay and should not be taken seriously.

Anyway, we are going to do it soon."

When we reach the top of the mountain, we can see with our own eyes whether there is such a thing as a zombie.”

I thought to myself, my brothers have seen more big rice dumplings than you have ever eaten.

Malik's lair has a special terrain and humid climate.

Bodies buried here will only rot and decompose quickly, without having time to turn into zombies.

If I hadn't come here to have a good time with the fat man and pay homage to our lost youth, I wouldn't have bothered to climb up to see those disgusting rotting corpses.

The actual altitude of Malik's lair is not as high as it seems.

After all, it is a small hill on the alluvial fan plain.

No matter how high it is, it cannot reach the sky.

After reaching the top of the peak, we found the Cremon witch doctor's tomb without much effort.

It's not that we were lucky, but in my opinion, there is no such thing as Feng Shui in the savage concept. , when we were approaching the summit, the ground was already full of dead people’s bones, and there were some places where there was no way to stay, so we had to step over them while shouting “borrowed”.

There was a loud crunching sound under my feet, which made my scalp numb.

Is this a witch doctor's tomb or a mass grave?

Why are human bones everywhere that have been randomly discarded?

Qin Siyan has been walking at the front.

In his own words, after being a lawyer for so long, he has never seen any kind of corpse.

The bones in front of him look much fresher.

After reaching the peak, a cave extending downward suddenly occupied the sight of the three of us.

According to Lin Fang's description, there should be a burial cave under the grotto where the witch doctors of the past generations, Morik, passed away.

I looked down and saw only rocks piled up at the entrance of the cave.

Further down, all I could see was darkness.

I picked up a stone and threw it down.

There was an echo soon, which meant that the cave was not deep and there shouldn't be much danger inside.

The fat man was prepared for this trip.

He took out the rope from his vest bag, found a solid rock and tied it to it.

Then he took out his flashlight and pinned it to his pocket.

Seeing how skillfully he moved, Qin Si asked me curiously: "What did Wang Fat do before?"

In order to cover up my embarrassment, I tied a rope around my waist and explained to Qin Siyan: "We used to work in a mine.

You know there are many small coal mines in Shanxi, China, which are very similar to this cave."

Qin Siyan nodded, followed our example, and tied himself up.

Before going down to the cave, I said to Qin Siyan: "If something goes wrong in a while, you can cut the rope and run away by yourself.

Don't look back.

The two of us have rich experience in underground escapes.

If you stay, you will only drag us down."

Legs.

It won’t look good if everyone is suffocated in a hole.”

The fat man had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

When he saw that we were all ready, he said hello and was the first to climb down into the hole.

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Qin Siyan and I followed him slowly into the legendary witch doctor tomb.

As I expected in advance, this grotto was not man-made, but a congenitally formed geological cave.

The Cremo witch doctors chose this place as their burial pit, probably because Malik's lair was the only hill nearby, and in their view The place closest to the sky, it is believed that communication with the gods in heaven can be achieved here.

Shiry Yang once told me that in the Indians' concept of life and death, death is the beginning of another life.

They are not afraid of death.

They have their own description of the world after death.

They believe that life is after the soul leaves the body. is eternal.

I said that in this case, why did the Inca Empire still spread the legend about the Fountain of Youth?

Rejuvenation itself is a kind of resistance to death.

Shiry Yang shrugged his shoulders and said that since it exists, it means there is a reason for its existence.

No matter how much we speculate, we cannot know what our predecessors have experienced, but it is precisely because of this that the importance of archeology is truly reflected. .

The entrance to the witch doctor's burial cave is very narrow, almost vertical at 90 degrees.

There were no traces of manual polishing on the rough walls.

Fortunately, the distance was not very long.

We crawled all the way down with our palms and knees, and finally reached the bottom of the cave half an hour later.

The bottom of the cave is an oval-shaped closed space, with an area of ​​about one hundred square meters.

Due to long-term ventilation, the air quality is not satisfactory.

As soon as the fat man landed, he took something out of his pocket and hung it around his neck.

I almost laughed out loud when I saw it.

I asked him: "Didn't you say that this thing has been thrown into the Sea of ​​Japan, why is it hanging now?"

On" The fat man covered the golden talisman and explained: "I regretted throwing it in.

I jumped off the boat and fished it out for a long time before I found it.

Now it is a decoration, a peace talisman.

Along with the Buddhist beads hung by the monks and the cross hung by the priest.

There is no essential difference.”

Qin Siyan has been following us.

Although this barrister claimed to have seen strange corpses, it was his first time to run to the scene.

He climbed down the cable and slid down bit by bit.

His glasses almost fell off several times, making him very confused and confused.

Although the distance from the hole to the bottom is not very far, if he falls down, it is no joke.

The fat man and I will suffer in the end with broken arms and sprained feet.

I untied the rope from my waist, stood at the entrance of the cave, held his feet with one hand and his waist with the other, and retracted the cable bit by bit.

After Qin Si came down, he squatted on the ground and panted for a while, then untied the rope and said, "It's not easy to come down here.

Seeing how relaxed you two are, you must have worked in the coal mine for a while."

I smiled awkwardly.

At this time, the fat man had reached the end of the grotto.

He held up the flashlight, as if to let me see more clearly, and shouted: "Old Hu, come and look over here, the cave is full of caves."

Zongzi.”

At first, I was a little skeptical about the idea that there were rice dumplings in the cave, because the rainforest area is hot and humid, and corpses are very easy to rot.

It is precisely because of this that the ancient Incas would transport corpses thousands of miles to the extremely cold Andes region for burial.

Are there any special climate and geographical conditions in Malik's lair that can keep the corpses of the witch doctors intact?

I followed the position indicated by the fat man and saw that in the corner of the oval burial cave, there were countless columnar objects wrapped in Inca camel blankets, like a huge insect cocoon.

Judging from the shape and size of the cocoon, the one wrapped inside should be the legendary Cremer Witch Doctor

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