Ghost Blowing Lamp II

Chapter 58
There is a turntable-shaped lock on the iron door with the mark "ZERO". Lao Yangpi and Fatty pushed the door with their backs, and with their waists and legs strengthened, they closed the iron door that hadn't been opened for more than [-] years. There was a creaking sound, I held the turntable door lock, and was about to drop my body when the iron door closed to make it turn with my own weight to lock the door.

Seeing that the iron door was about to be closed, several pale arms of rotting corpses stretched out from the brick room, and they were all inserted into the cracks of the door. The fingers of those dead people scratched the iron door, and there was the sound of fingernails rubbing against the iron sheet. , there seemed to be a lot of movement in the empty tunnel, and it made people's scalps tense, and they wanted to reach out and cover their ears, not wanting to let this bone-piercing sound enter their heads.

The fat man snatched the long knife in Lao Yangpi's hand, chopped it off casually, cut off several arms and a carrion head protruding from the crack of the door, a lot of black viscous liquid immediately flowed out from the severed limbs, and the smell was strange and foul The middle-aged man wanted to vomit, and the fat man slashed a few times, but more and more carrion limbs protruded from the brick room. The iron door that was about to close was forced open a few inches. There is an endless mysterious force that is beyond the range that humans can resist. Ding Sitian saw that the three of us were struggling, so he also struggled to help. The four of us gritted our teeth and used all our strength, but the iron gate not only stopped We couldn't push it back, but the gap in the door was stretched wider and wider. Finally, we were knocked to the ground under the impact of waves of great force, and the No. [-] iron gate was finally smashed open from the inside.

The iron door "Zero" was blasted open by a huge force from the brick room, and there seemed to be a mountain behind the door that was about to move. Although the rotting corpses that Fatty and I encountered in the secret room were powerful, their movements were slow and stiff. It is absolutely impossible for those zombies full of maggots to make such a movement. There must be something unusual buried in that mysterious brick kiln.

But it is absolutely impossible for us to stay in front of the iron gate and wait to see what will crawl out of it. Seeing that my plan of relying on the iron gate to take a defensive position has come to naught, I quickly turned to Ding Sitian, who made the fat man carry his legs and feet weak, and the four of them Resisting the pain, I retreated to the outside of the passage. I smelled the stench behind me. I held up the engineering lighting tube and looked back. In a flash, I saw countless white corpses pouring out of the iron gate. The corpse seemed to be wrapped in some kind of plant, and they were all connected as one, wriggling out of the brick room one by one.

These gray dead bodies are mixed with countless plant roots, thousands of strands are covered with mud and meat maggots, I was secretly surprised, when I encountered a rotting corpse in the brick room, I thought it was a corpse at first, and I could stare at it with my eyes At that time, I began to suspect that it was not a zombie, but it was difficult to judge what it was. When I looked back in a hurry, I found that all the dead bodies seemed to be growing in some kind of whitish plant root. The white and yellow thing turned out to be a rare huge ginseng plant. The upper half looked like an old woman with wrinkled face and bloated body, while the lower half was like ginseng, full of branched roots and long hairs. There are short tentacles, and there are bristle barbs on each root. Dozens of rotten and dry corpses are integrated with its roots. God knows what kind of monster the Japanese devils raised in that brick kiln.

But even the old mountain ginseng that has been formed for thousands of years is definitely not so big. If this is really an old ginseng that has been around for thousands of years, it must be a monster ginseng. The fat man also looked back and said in surprise: "Old Hu, look at the dead man How did you grow radishes on your body?" I said to the fat man while supporting Lao Yangpi and running forward, "What kind of eyes do you have, look carefully, that is a large pile of dead bodies growing on the big ginseng tree, not the dead bodies growing Radishes, and Russian spirits? Hurry up and throw a bottle on fire to stop it..."

But just now we were in a hurry, and in a panic, we threw the package rolled out of the Russian's room near the iron gate. It was impossible to go back to get it, so we had to speed up and escape, but the four of us were exhausted to the extreme. It seemed to be filled with lead. Although I was anxious, my feet couldn't move. However, the strange-shaped plants wrapped in those carrion corpses were getting closer and closer, and I could only hear the sound of dead tree bark rubbing against the wall cement. At the back of the head, the stench almost made people faint.

Most of the underground passages are closed iron doors, but some are locked and cannot be opened. We panicked and saw an iron door with iron lattices at the corner of the passage that was not closed. We quickly supported each other, kicked the door and rushed in. When the door was closed, it was half a step too late, a tentacle of that ginseng-like plant had already poked in the door, the fat man was about to push the door, but he was the first to bear the brunt of being entangled tightly by several carrion corpses on the tentacle.

Lao Yangpi and I were pressing against the iron gate, unable to save him. At this time, one arm and two legs of the fat man were completely embraced by the carrion, and he had only one arm that could move. The root tendrils of the demon ginseng tentacled his hands, and the foul-smelling juice as thick as splashed ink splashed all over him slowly. As soon as the roots of the demon ginseng were broken, he shrank suddenly as if he knew the pain. Lao Yangpi and I pushed the iron door open Finally, the air lock on this door has lost its function because it has not been used for a long time. I pushed a chair to the door, and the sound of nails scratching outside was still there, and I slammed into the iron door.

We leaned against the iron gate with our backs, our hearts pounded into a ball, and there was only one thought in our mind: "Bless the chairman, I hope the iron gate and the walls are built strong and solid, but don't let that monster break in." The door. Although there are endless noises from outside, the basement is completely built according to the standard of Yonggu military fortifications, and bombs may not be blown up. We retreated here, and finally achieved temporary safety.

The fat man quickly stretched out his hand to touch himself. Seeing that there were no missing parts on his body, he was relieved. Then he looked at the root of the demon ginseng cut off by the long knife. It was nearly two meters long and as thick as a sea bowl. It flowed out from the knife. A lot of viscous, foul-smelling juices were strange and fishy. Although half of the roots were broken, they rolled and trembled, like the tail of a gecko that had been cut off. However, the three carrion corpses that lived together with it completely lost all signs of life. , black liquid flowed out of the eyes, just following the writhing roots of the ginseng, it seemed that it would not pose any threat anymore.

Both the old sheepskin and the fat man lost their strength, and sat slumped against the iron door. I forced myself to use the engineer lighting tube to illuminate the basement where we are. It seemed to be blocked, and the underground air was extremely cold. I was thinking about Ding Sitian's condition, so I didn't want to look any further, so I helped her to sit down against the corner of the wall.

I saw that Ding Sitian's complexion was so blue that water dripped out. Although her mind was still there, her breath was like a gossamer. There was a lot of air coming out, but little air coming in. It seemed that she might fall asleep at any time. I comforted her, Tell her to persevere to the end no matter what, take a break first, and find an antidote even if the research institute is uncovered.

Ding Sitian seemed to know that her death was approaching, so she couldn't help being extremely sad, and said to the fat man and me with difficulty: "I know I'm hopeless this time...don't tell my mother about this, I really miss us together Don’t feel sorry for me when you connect the whole country, you must find a way to get out alive, and remember that death does not belong to the working class.”

Fatty and I held Ding Sitian's cold hands tightly, and replied with tears in our eyes: "Vulgar fun is not guilty..." Thinking of the imminent parting of life and death, we were choked up and couldn't speak. At this time, Lao Yangpi came over and said: "This girl We can't just let her die in this dark room like this."

The fat man cried and said: "Looking at Sitian's current complexion, the poison of that scurvy has probably dispersed into the bone marrow. We are clever women who can't live without rice. There is no antidote for this neurotoxin, and there is no way to save lives."

The wound on my shoulder was so painful that my forehead was throbbing. If it wasn't for the danger I was in, I would have fallen to the ground and slept on him for three days and three nights. I remember a Russian philosopher once said: "The suffering of life always overwhelms you, if you don't resist, but just obey the fate At the mercy of others, you will only get deeper and deeper into the predicament until you lose everything in the end."

I gritted my teeth and said to everyone: "If there is rice... even a fucking poor woman can make a living. I must not just stand by and watch our most important comrade-in-arms die before my eyes. If there is no rice, I will find rice, and if there is no medicine, I will eat it." Looking for medicine, now is not the time to hold a memorial service for her, as long as you still have breath, never give up lightly."

As soon as the fat man was told by me, he was about to rush out, and I stopped him to analyze the situation before him. If the research institute really had medicines for the treatment of poison, it was likely to be in a relatively closed warehouse or laboratory, but this underground The scale of the facility is unexpectedly large, let alone looking for a specific location in it, it is very difficult to avoid getting lost, but the first thing to do now is to find a way to get out of here.

I listened carefully, and the movement in the corridor outside the basement was much smaller than before, but the ginseng essence that looked like an old woman seemed to be waiting outside. The volume of many rotting corpses almost filled the passage outside, not to mention finding a way to get rid of it, we don't even know what it is.

I soaked the skirt of my clothes with the last bit of cold water in the kettle, and spread it on Ding Sitian's forehead to cool her down. Then I paced back and forth in the room, racking my brains to think of a way to get out. At the iron gate, half of the old ginseng-like roots were cut off by the fat man, and there were several pale-skinned corpses on the roots. I poked one of the corpses with my feet to see whether it was a plant or a corpse. ?
There was a thick layer of fat maggots crawling on the white rotting corpse, and there was a black thing under the maggots. I saw something, and hurriedly brought the engineer lighting tube closer. I saw that the corpse was wearing a black coat. , there is still a red ribbon tied around the waist, and the legs are sucked into the thick roots, blending with it, and it is impossible to tell what the lower body is. Clothed, probably naked at the time of death.

My heart moved, and I hurriedly said to the fat man and others: "The Russian suicide note clearly stated that many captives from various countries were also detained in this research institute as subjects for live experiments, but look at this rotting corpse in black. The black clothes and red ribbons are very familiar, have we seen them before? It seems to be a tomb-robber organization in the Xing'an Mountains, and this is definitely a member of the Muer Society."

The fat man nodded repeatedly when he heard the words. It is not difficult to imagine this matter. It is very likely that the people from the Ni'er Society stole some confidential things from the Huang Daxian Temple, and then the devil threw the donkey into the brick room to feed the demon ginseng. , but there is one detail worth noting, the rest of the rotting corpses have the same death appearance, but they are all naked. It is obvious that the horse gangsters of the mud club died in a hurry, and it does not seem that the Japanese devils acted premeditatedly. Bandit, like the rest of the people in the research institute, was affected by the sudden disaster. He fled into the brick room in a panic, and it turned out... like this. Fatty and I will probably end up with him now.

The fat man rummaged through the dead man's clothes, trying to search for anything useful, but found a pair of black donkey's hooves, a few knots of rope, and some secluded cinnabar, which further confirmed the dead man's identity. The identity is [-]% that of a horse bandit of the mud society. After examining the dry corpse, the limbs and bones are as stiff as rotten wood, and the hair and nails are still growing. They are just like zombies.

In order to find a way out, the fat man and I thought about it, and suddenly remembered that the brick kiln-like secret room was very strange. We changed customs in the village where we jumped in the queue, demolished many old tombs, and scraped the bricks of the tombs before reuse , although the shape of those grave bricks is different from that of this underground brick kiln, the grave bricks all carry a chilly and choking atmosphere. Even in the midday sun, holding a grave brick will definitely not feel a trace of warmth. I mean, the grave bricks will always look like they have just been taken out of the ice cellar. Fatty and I have a deep understanding of this point. The chilling feeling after entering the brick kiln is not wrong. Maybe the road starts with "zero" The code-named secret room is actually the tomb of an underground ancient tomb, and why is there a giant ginseng plant buried under the soil of the tomb?
At this time, Lao Yangpi, who had been silent all this time, heard the discussion between me and the fat man, and suddenly interjected: "I thought you educated young people were knowledgeable and knew that Shenshen was a jerk, but you said it was ginseng? Is it wrong?" , in my hometown there is also the corpse of the gods and gods, if I remember correctly, it is a treasure dug out from the Western Regions."

I didn't expect Lao Yangpi to know, what is the return from the Western Regions?Let him make it clear, what is that ginseng with many dead bodies?
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