Creation of Animals in the Extermination of Corpses and Ghosts in Xiangxi

The Taoist took the hand bone and wiped it repeatedly. After drying the blood stains on the hand bone, he took out a delicate small scale from his body as if by magic, set up the scale, and put the hand bone on it. Li murmured: "Six, two, five. No, no, no..."

The Taoist murmured to himself, threw the severed hand bone aside, then walked to another corpse, took out a severed hand bone, and held it on the scale, "Four, two or seven money, that's not it, it's strange ..." After muttering something, he threw it aside again, picked up a dozen corpses of Japanese soldiers, and finally threw them aside, and finally sat on the ground with his brows frowned, as if he couldn't figure it out.

Tang Fang standing on the tree saw that the hairs all over his body stood on end. Think about it, in a quiet and uninhabited forest, there are more than a dozen corpses lying here and there. The expressionless dead man, the Taoist priest dug out a piece of bone from the corpse and weighed it from time to time. Such a scene, even a veteran like Tang Fang, couldn't help but feel horrified.

After digging out a few corpses and weighing them, the Taoist finally threw all the hand bones aside and said, "It doesn't make sense. After I learned the fortune-telling method of weighing bones since I was young, I have tried it repeatedly and never missed it. What's the matter? ...The evil spirit is soaring here just now, according to the celestial phenomena, there should be...some...monster...born..., why." The Taoist thought for a long time, then suddenly smiled, and looked at the corpses he had brought beside him Said: "Do you know what's going on?"

Those people still stand there like dead people, without speaking.The Taoist patted himself on the head, and smiled to himself: "You idiots are just walking corpses whose souls have been imprisoned by me. How can you solve my doubts, ha ha, ha ha..."

At first, Tang Fang thought that these "people" were just dressed up by living people, but after hearing what this Taoist-looking person said, it seemed that these people were really "dead" people.

Everything in front of him was no longer comprehensible by Tang Fang's common sense. His only solution was to quietly lurk in the tree, secretly praying that the demon would not find him.

"If the demon way finds out and uses some demonic method to turn me into someone who is neither human nor ghost, I might as well hang myself on a tree forever and dry it into bacon."

"Bacon..." Tang Fang secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help but think of the yellow and sweet bacon on the table in his mind. He took a mouthful of sweet bacon, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't recovered for three months because of the hasty march. It's a delicious meat meal.

"Cuckoo..." Suddenly Tang Fang's stomach rumbled inappropriately...

"Hahahaha, so it is so. So it is so." The Taoist suddenly laughed, and the laughter stopped suddenly, his voice was like ice, staring at the tree where Tang Fang was hiding, and said coldly: "The tree on the tree Friends, the mountain wind is too strong now, climbing so high, it’s better not to catch a cold.”

"Oops!" Tang Fang secretly thumped in his heart, being discovered.

Tang Fang reluctantly climbed down from the tree, and kept complaining about his disappointing stomach.

Tang Fang pulled out the pistol from his waist, pointed the gun at the young Taoist priest exorcising corpses, and said with a guarded expression, "Dao Dao, what are you going to do?"

The gun in Tang Fang's hand is a Japanese-made Southern Type 14 pistol, but it has a more famous name in China-Wang Bahe. It stands to reason that a low-level soldier like Tang Fang is not qualified to own a pistol, but after a bloody battle Among them, Tang Fang was lucky and handed in a pistol. Because this gun was imitated from the German Luger P08 pistol, but the imitation method is very poor, the firing pin is not hard enough and brittle, the firing is weak, and it is easy to break. Officers often describe it as "" Even suicide can't be guaranteed", so Tang Fang's chief officer turned a blind eye to Tang Fang's failure to turn in the pistol, but for Tang Fang, who even has three or eight bullets, he may not be able to guarantee it on time. For soldiers, owning this gun is like saving one more life. Tang Fang also regards it as a treasure, and will never show it to others until the critical moment.

Who knows, when the young Taoist saw the bastard box in Tang Fang's hand, he smiled contemptuously, without raising his eyelids, and said mockingly, "If you think you can kill me, just shoot."

Tang Fang was taken aback for a moment, then took a few steps back embarrassingly. With the dead bodies all over the place and the blood mixed in the air, the mysterious Taoist priest and the motionless dead body behind him, Tang Fang felt that everything in front of him made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if To another world.

The Taoist pointed to the ground and said, "Are they all dead?"

Tang Fang nodded.

Suddenly the Taoist stared directly at Tang Fang, and said coldly, "Why are you still alive?"

Tang Fang spit out a mouthful of saliva, and began to feel a little emboldened, and said: "Nonsense, I am destined to die. Why, Yaodao, is it because you are impatient to live, and you want me to give you a ride." After finishing speaking, Tang Fang waved the bastard cover in his hand, this gun is his only reliance now.

The Taoist didn't answer, but looked at Tang Fang meaningfully. Tang Fang felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. He took two steps back and said, "Old Taoist, sir, I'm happy tonight. I don't want to kill people. If you know how to do it, hurry up." Get out, or I will recognize you, but the gun in my hand may not recognize you!" After speaking, the muzzle of the gun was tightened, and it was aimed at the Taoist priest again.

The Taoist didn't answer Tang Fang's words, just stared at Tang Fang and repeated the sentence just now: "Why are you still alive?"

Tang Fang said impatiently: "That's my fate."

The Taoist said: "Really?"

The two sides stalemate for a while, the Taoist suddenly said: "Have you ever wondered why you are always so lucky and always able to escape from death?"

Tang Fang said impatiently: "Nonsense, a good life is a good life, why?"

The Taoist said leisurely: "That's not necessarily true, boy, just think about it carefully, when was the last time you were sick."

When Tang Fang heard this, he couldn't help being a little stunned.Thinking back carefully, since the day he was sensible, he seemed to have never been sick, not even a cold or cough. I didn't think it before, but hearing what the Taoist said, something was really wrong.

Tang Fang still insisted: "That's because I can eat, sleep, and have sex with women!"

The Taoist said leisurely: "Not necessarily, people will have five diseases and seven disasters in a lifetime.

"What!" Tang Fang subconsciously said.

"There are only two kinds of people who don't get sick." The Taoist said in a drawn-out voice, looking straight at Tang Fang, making Tang Fang uncomfortable, "Dead people and——"

"Zombie!"