Ghost Blowing Lamp II

Chapter 62 Shougongsha
A thought "python bone" came to the minds of Fatty and I?The skull is very similar to the boa constrictor. I don't know what it is for. Why is the boa constrictor so precious and precious?I heard that snakes can make wine, so can python bones also make wine? We held up the candle head and looked from the top to the bottom. When we saw the tailbone, we immediately understood that it was the bone of a coccyx. But it is much bigger. It seems that there used to be at least two Baiyan Caves. The one that fell into the crematorium was also considered unlucky. The poisonous snake and venomous snake are actually the most afraid of the oily smoke. It is a matter of time before it dies in the furnace. , I originally planned that if we could survive this test, we would collect and debone the poisonous cockles. It is extremely valuable and can be exchanged for foreign currency, which is a great contribution to supporting the world revolution. If the merits and demerits are balanced, perhaps Lao Yangpi and Ding Sitian will not be blamed.

The fat man asked me if this was made of antidote medicinal wine?I shook my head and said, "All the creatures in the world are one thing that suppresses one thing. I haven't heard that I suppress my own. It should be a common sense..." When I said these words, my heart felt like After sinking into the bottom of the sea, I couldn't help but raise my hand in disappointment to touch the glass bottle containing the bones. Unexpectedly, the candle light shone on my hand, and the back of my hand was covered with fine red rashes. The fat man also hurriedly raised his hand. I looked at it with my hand, and it was the same as mine. The two of us suddenly felt as if we were drenched in a basin of snow water. This was probably poisoned by dead ginseng.

But before we had time to be sad, we found that in the trance light of the candle head, the two palms we raised reflected the shadows of three palms on the glass bottle. I thought it was because of the reflection of the glass, but there seemed to be something wrong with it. It was weird, so I pressed the fat man's hand down, but there was still a shadow of the palm behind the glass wall in front of me, stretching out there motionless, and the fat man and I involuntarily took half a step back. The dead man with our outstretched palm?Or... is there someone imitating our actions behind the scenes?I hurriedly turned around and looked back, there was nothing unusual. The fat man raised his hand again and shook it at the glass, but the shadow of the palm on the bottle was still motionless, and there seemed to be a dead person in the bottle.

I leaned out and walked around the cocklebone storage bottle to see why there was a dead body in it, when the fat man suddenly patted me behind me: "Don't look for it, that little hand seems to be in the cabinet."

I turned my head and looked at the fat man. He was holding a candle, and pointed to the surprisingly large specimen storage cabinet. I looked in the direction he pointed. It's very blurry under the weak light, but from our angle, we can indeed see a palm with five fingers outstretched, propped up in a thick glass container. Fatty and I looked at each other and asked each other in unison: " Is there a dead specimen in the cabinet?"

This large storage cabinet is too big, like a small airtight container, which contains all kinds of complete animal specimens. A rough look at the outer layer, including the bones of the golden scales, seems to be some I don't know how to classify these things, but the human body is non-toxic, so why put the specimens of dead bodies together with these poisonous insects and beasts?Could it be cultivating corpse poison?This seems unreasonable, so we subconsciously ask each other, but who can we ask?Ask a ghost?Anyway, it is impossible for us four living people to know the answer.

The glass container in the depths was out of reach, so I hesitated for a moment, then took the candle stub from the fat man's hand, intending to drill in to see what happened, but the fat man persuaded me, "What use is a dead man to us? Let's hurry up." Look elsewhere, maybe you can find a female cockle nearby, then our close comrades in arms may be saved..."

We have heard that the scorpion is a variant of the forest scorpion, with one male and one female. The scorpion is very rare, and the female scorpion with golden scales that can produce black wind is even more rare. It is said that the female scorpion is not poisonous, and the skull The brains and bones in the cave can detoxify the poison of male cockles. If a female cockle can be found, it will definitely save Ding Sitian. There is no chance of one in a billion, and a popular adjective at that time was used to describe Fatty's idea-New Arabian Nights.

But I also have a little fantasy about the one-in-a-billion chance. If the Japanese devils got the female cockles among the golden scales and made them into specimens for storage, this possibility is not impossible in theory. So I plan not to give up hope, and search every corner of this storage cabinet. In short, I will not give up until I reach the Yellow River, and I will not cry when I see the coffin.

So I said to the fat man, "Let's take a look first." After that, I lowered my head and got into the huge specimen storage cabinet. Since all the jars were full of strange-shaped poisons, I dared to take it lightly, lest I might break any bottle. Slowly rubbed in, there was a smell similar to miasma, so hot that tears flowed, I didn't dare to breathe, I closed my breath and went to the glass container, the bottle was also full of dark yellow liquid, because There are many impurities in the effusion, and only one hand can be seen pressing on the wall of the bottle from the inside. That hand is much smaller than an adult's hand, and it is about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child's palm. There seems to be a transparent layer on the palm. plastic film.

I thought to myself: "I heard that there are poisonous fetuses and placenta among the people, that is, poisonous Zihe carts or something, which can be made into poison to harm people. This storage cabinet is full of poisons. It is not surprising if there are poisonous fetuses, but from here From the palm of your hand, the bottle is neither an adult nor a fetus, but a child less than ten years old, could it be that the poisonous fetus has been swollen by the potion?"

At this time, I didn't think about it carefully. I saw that it was just a corpse soaked in medicine, so I didn't waste time on it. I wanted to turn around and look elsewhere, but just when I was about to turn around and go deeper into the storage cabinet , caught a glimpse of something, and by the light of the candle, I could see the hand behind the wall of the glass container. Although it was exactly the same as a human hand, it had no palm prints, and there was a small red dot between each finger. There seemed to be a flash in my mind, why the hell didn't I think of this?

I turned around to greet Fatty, and quickly cleared away all the bottles and jars outside. Ding Sitian was saved. Fatty was stunned, as if he didn't believe that miracles would happen, but miracles don't belong to immortal emperors, miracles belong to the proletariat. He raced against time, I didn't bother to ask me any more questions, and moved aside with great difficulty while holding the big bottle that stored the bones, and cleared a passage in front of the storage cabinet door.

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