Yellow River Craftsman

Chapter 197 SMX's Mystery: The Old Tree's Coffin ([-])

In order to avoid disturbing Chen Yicheng, Zou Xiao asked others to stay outside the ward, walked in alone, and closed the door behind his back.

The sun fell on Chen Yicheng's body, Chen Yicheng didn't seem to feel that someone was coming from behind, and he still sat there motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

"Professor Chen Yicheng!" Zou Xiao still shouted respectfully, and then walked behind Chen Yicheng.

Only then did Zou Xiao realize that Chen Yicheng was holding a small notebook in his left hand and half a pencil in his right hand, writing and drawing on the notebook non-stop. The pencil writing was densely packed on the notebook, the handwriting was powerful, as if to Reveal the book.

Zou Xiao was slightly taken aback. Didn't the medical report say that Chen Yicheng was frightened and went crazy?How can a lunatic also write?
"Professor Chen, what did you write on the paper?" Zou Xiao asked tentatively.

"Go away!" Chen Yicheng spoke suddenly, with a very rough tone.

Zou Xiao was stunned, but he thought that Chen Yicheng was a mental patient, so he didn't care about Chen Yicheng.Instead, he stood patiently behind Chen Yicheng and watched what he was writing.

Holding the pen, Chen Yicheng drew a crooked villain on the paper. The villain's two hands are like two sharp claws, straight and straight, and two pointed teeth hang upside down from the corner of the mouth. The shape is exactly the same as in the legend Zombies are somewhat similar.

"Do you believe that there is such a thing in the world?" Chen Yicheng asked without raising his head.

"You mean zombies?" Zou Xiao asked in a low voice. In those days, these things were all feudal superstitions, and they would be severely banned. Propagating feudal superstitions was a serious crime, and serious ones would cost their heads.

Chen Yicheng nodded, and said in a cold tone, "Do you believe in the existence of zombies?"

Zou Xiao whispered: "I believe it! I believe there are many things in this world that we don't know. Things that science can't explain are superstitions. Such a judgment is indeed a bit general!"

Chen Yicheng suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that he was smiling, and then he pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit down!"

Zou Xiao sat down opposite Chen Yicheng. At this time, Chen Yicheng's pupils were shining brightly, completely different from the cloudy eyes of a mental patient.

"Do you think I'm mentally ill?" Chen Yicheng was very direct, straight to the point.

Zou Xiao habitually squinted his eyes, looked around Chen Yicheng from head to toe with sharp eyes, and said seriously: "A real mental patient should not ask this question!"

"Hey!" Chen Yicheng smiled, and closed the small notebook in his hand.

Zou Xiao frowned: "Professor Chen, since you are not mentally ill, why are you staying in the psychiatric ward? Why don't you stand up bravely and tell us what happened under the pit?"

"Why?!" Chen Yicheng's eyes suddenly became dull: "I also want to know why! Tell me why!"

Zou Xiao stared at Chen Yicheng in a daze. Could it be that he is sometimes crazy and sometimes sober?

"Hush!" Chen Yicheng suddenly raised his finger and put it against his lips: "Hold down, if the people above find out, you probably have to stay with me!"

"Professor Chen, I am Zou Xiao, the leader of the serious crime team. I led the team to SMX this time to find out the truth about the murder of the scientific expedition team. You are the only one who survived the scientific expedition team. You must know What happened to the scientific expedition team, I also know that you are not really crazy, please tell me the truth, I don't think you want to see more innocent people killed!" Zou Xiao said very sincerely, he concluded that Chen Yicheng absolutely He didn't really go crazy, Chen Yicheng was just acting, he seemed to be hiding some secret.

silence.

Deathly silence.

After a long while, Chen Yicheng suddenly spread out his notebook, and began to sketch in the notebook.

Zou Xiao didn't make a sound to disturb him, but just watched him quietly.

Soon, Chen Yicheng drew a big tree on the notebook, and this big tree must be the thousand-year-old giant tree in the deep pit.At the bottom of the trunk of the big tree, Chen Yicheng drew a rectangular frame on the trunk.After the square frame was formed, Zou Xiao discovered that the square frame should look like a box, a rectangular box embedded inside the trunk.Inside the box, Chen Yicheng drew another villain, the same as the one he drew just now, with pointed teeth and long sharp claws, it turned out to be a zombie.

Zou Xiao looked at the painting, his face suddenly changed, he understood what the box was, it should be a coffin.The message Chen Yicheng conveyed to him was: a large coffin was embedded in the trunk of the thousand-year-old tree, and there were terrifying zombies in the coffin!

After finishing the painting, Chen Yicheng quickly tore up the paper, crumpled it up and threw it away.

"Have you reported this to the higher authorities?" Zou Xiao asked.

"What do you think?" Chen Yicheng's face was gloomy, and he clenched his hands tightly on the armchair: "If I don't report this matter to my superiors, I don't have to live here like a fool!"

Zou Xiao's heart trembled: "You mean...the higher up deliberately locked you here?"

Chen Yicheng nodded: "This kind of thing can't be spread out, at least not when the country is just stable, otherwise it will cause panic in the society. I am the only one who knows. In order to keep my mouth shut, the higher authorities forced me to I was held in a psychiatric ward. They didn't dare to kill me directly, and forced me to swallow various psychotropic drugs every day. They wanted to turn me into a real mental patient, so that no one would believe what I said. Will rot in my stomach forever!"

Zou Xiao clenched his fists and said with righteous indignation: "You are a hero of the country. You threw your life and blood for this country. How could they treat you like this?"

Chen Yicheng smiled miserably, and the smile looked extremely lonely: "We are all tools of the country, I am, and so are you! I advise you, if you want to live, you must never enter the deep pit. Even if the thing below can't kill you , the people above will kill you after you come up! You are a good policeman, I don’t want you to repeat my mistakes, remember what I said, you can do whatever you want with that demon tree, don’t go down! Don't go down!"

Before leaving, Chen Yicheng quietly stuffed the small book into Zou Xiao's pocket: "Inside the book is the detailed diary I wrote, after reading it, you should burn it, so as not to burn yourself!"

Zou Xiao walked out of the ward with a complicated mood, and looked back, Chen Yicheng was still facing the door, his back looked extremely lonely and sad.Zou Xiao's heart was as sad as a strip of cloth soaked in water. He knew that Chen Yicheng would never leave this ward alive. A farewell today might be a farewell.

After returning, Zou Xiao did not report Chen Yicheng's situation to his superiors, nor did he disclose the diary Chen Yicheng gave him to anyone.

Later, Zou Xiao quietly opened Chen Yicheng's small notebook at home, and there were only two short diary entries in the notebook, with the handwriting scribbled.

On June 1957, 5, the weather was cloudy
Today is the fourth day that the scientific expedition team came to the construction site of the SMX power station. After the preparations for the first three days, we decided to enter the deep pit today to investigate the situation at the bottom of the deep pit.Everything that happened here before was too weird to be explained by science, and hopefully we can find the answer down below the pit.

Before we set off, each of us signed a life and death certificate, and each of us lives and dies in peace. Maybe some people will sleep at the bottom of the pit during this trip, and maybe some people will come back alive.When I signed, I was still a little apprehensive. I thought of my family, my friends and colleagues, but I still didn't hesitate, because this is the time for me to dedicate my blood to the motherland, and I can't back down!
On June 1958, 5, the weather was cloudy
Our progress was very slow and after a full day of pushing we finally reached the bottom of the pit this morning.

The scene at the bottom of the pit was horrific and beyond our expectations.

No one thought that there was a puddle of blood under the deep pit, and the stench was overwhelming.

Thick tree roots grow in the bloody water, and the thinnest of those roots are as thick as an arm. They bark their teeth and claws like devil's claws, and they don't know how many meters deep into the ground.

We put on masks, braved our courage, and carried out investigation work in the puddle of blood with difficulty.

Soon, we made a major discovery. There was a large black wooden box embedded in the trunk of the tree.

The team members were very excited about this discovery, but soon everyone lost their joy and replaced it with deep fear.

After my identification, the big black wooden box turned out to be a heavy black coffin!

The team members were a little apprehensive. Why was there a black coffin embedded in the trunk of this giant tree?What is the age of this coffin?Who will be the owner in the coffin?The weird bloody water, the luxuriant demon tree, and the mummy hanging on the branches, are all these related to the coffin in front of us?
I vaguely felt that all the answers to the puzzles were inside the coffin, so I made a decision that I regret for the rest of my life: open the coffin!
Inside the coffin is a translucent emerald green coffin, glowing with a clear light, noble and luxurious.

However, inside this emerald coffin lay a blood corpse!
Yes, an extremely terrifying blood corpse!
The corpse had been skinned, and only the flesh was left. It was soaked in the bloody water that filled a coffin, but it did not rot. The whole body was bloody and bloody, and the tendons and bones could still be seen.

There is no epidermis, and the two eyeballs stick out like light bulbs, round and bulging, shooting out two vicious gazes.

Just when we were extremely astonished, the blood corpse "woke up", slowly climbed out of the emerald coffin, and rushed towards us...

At the end of the book, I wrote a sentence in a flying style:

The previous notepad has been searched by the people above. These two diaries record the stories that happened below the pit. Friends who are lucky enough to see these two diaries, for your personal safety, I suggest you keep this secret until it is appropriate. It's time to reveal it!
(End of this chapter)