Chapter 1 Blood Corpse ()

50 years ago, in Changsha Biaoziling, four earth masters were squatting on a mound, and everyone was not talking, staring at the Luoyang shovel on the ground.

The shovel also brought the soil that had just been brought out from the ground. Strangely, this cup of soil was constantly oozing out with bright red liquid, just like it had just been dipped in blood.

"I'm so troublesome now." Old cigarette butt knocked his dry tobacco on the ground. "There is a blood corpse below. If we don't do anything well, we will put it down below."

"Can't you go down? You can't do it, but you can't do it in one sentence!" said the one-eyed young man: "You say you are not as good as your legs and feet, so don't do it. My brother and I go down, don't care what he is doing, just give him a shuttle."

The old cigarette butt laughed instead of anger and said to a bearded man next to him: "Your room is a sea-like slim sky, and you may have to flip the cover at any time. You have to educate more. We can't just have a box or a cannon in this business."

The bearded man glared at the young man: "You bastard, why do you talk to the old man like this? When the old man was shopping for soil, you were still in your mother's belly."

"What I said... I'm wrong, my ancestors won't say it anymore. The blood corpse is a good thing. There must be many treasures below. If you don't go down, let's have a stove of soup."

"You damn it's hard to talk back!" The bearded man raised his hand and beat him, but was blocked by the old cigarette butt with a gun.

"You, a father, are really good at fighting, and don't look at where you are now. It's not the same at that time. It's called "going up and down and falling into a rude place!"

The one-eyed young man saw that his father was scolded and lowered his head and laughed secretly. The old cigarette butt coughed and knocked the one-eyed young man with a stick. "You laugh? You are so big or small when you touch the blood corpse. Last time your second husband dug this thing in Luoyang, but he is still crazy now. You little boy has no hair on his mouth. He is so rough in his work. Do you think your head is too much?"

"Is it necessary or not?" The one-eyed young man scratched his head impatiently.

The old cigarette butt took a few sips, looked at the sky, seemed to have made up his mind, and said to the bearded man: "Then I still want the land. I will go down first. You follow me, second and second rats, you bring a back of the earth mouse hall, and third rats, don't go down. Four people, you can't even retreat, you can pull the earth mouse's tail, and we shout in it and you will pull out the things."

The youngest boy was dissatisfied: "I don't want to support you, you are biased, I'll tell my mother to go!"

Lao Yanbutt laughed: "Look at it, Sanyizi is still timid. Stop making trouble, wait and touch the golden knife for you later."

"I don't want you to touch it, I can touch it myself."

The one-eyed dick became angry and grabbed the third child's ear: "You guy, you are looking for a gap with me, please call me to whisper."

那年纪最小的少年平日挨过不少揍,看他二哥真火了,吓得不敢吭声,直望他爹求救,怎料他爹已经去收拾家伙了.他二哥得意了:“你何什咯样不带爱相啰,这次老头子也不帮你,你要再吆喝,我拧你个花麻鸡吧!”

The third brother was startled and hurriedly covered his own gear and ran away.

At this time, the bearded man shouted, "What's the point of being a little bitch? Fuck me!" After that, a whirlwind shovel had already danced.

Half an hour later, the hole was so stolen that it was impossible to see the bottom. Except for the second brother coming up to breathe from time to time, the sound in the hole could not be heard clearly. The third brother became impatient and shouted into the hole: "Grandpa, are you whispering when you dig it through?"

After several seconds, a blurry sound came from inside: "I don't know...you... stay on it, pull the...a good rope!"

It was his second brother's voice, and then he heard his old cigarette butt coughing: "Please be gentle...listen! There is movement!"

Then there was a silence like death. The third brother knew that there must be something wrong below, so he was so scared that he didn't dare to speak. Suddenly, he heard a creepy sound from the hole, "grizzing" like a toad in the field.

Then his second brother yelled below: "Three sons, pull!"

He didn't dare to be negligent, so he grabbed the tail of the earth mouse and pulled it out. After pulling it a few times, the rope suddenly tightened and something seemed to be bitten below. A reaction force actually pulled the rope into the hole. The third brother never thought that this would happen again and was almost pulled into the hole. He was quick to wield his tail to his waist, and then fell backwards, his back almost at a 30-degree angle to the ground. This was the trick he used when tug-of-war with other boys in the village. In this way, his weight was all on the rope. Even if it was a mule, he could push it.

Sure enough, he held on to the things in the hole. Both sides struggled, but they couldn't pull it. After a stalemate for more than 10 seconds, they heard a box cannon sound in the hole, and then heard his father shouting: "San Jiazi, run quickly!!!". He felt the rope loose, and the earth mouse bounced out of the hole with a whistle-for-nothing sound, as if something was hanging on it! At that time, the third brother didn't care about so much, so he caught the earth mouse and turned his head and ran away!

He ran out for more than two miles in one breath before he dared to stop. He took out the earth mouse in his arms and shouted in fear. It turned out that the earth mouse had no hooks on it, only a bloody broken hand. Moreover, he recognized the hand, which was clearly his second brother. It seemed that even if his second brother was not dead, he would be disabled.

Although the third brother was bullied by his second brother, the relationship between his brothers was very deep. When he thought that something might really happen this time, his mind became hot and he wanted to sacrifice his time to save his second brother and his father. As soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw a blood-red thing squatting in the reeds behind him, as if he was looking at him with a hook straight.

This third brother is not a second-rate guy. He has seen many bizarre things with his father on weekdays. He knows that everything can happen underground. The most important thing is to make a fuss, but to adapt to the situation. Such black and fierce people are all evil. If you hit a bullet, there will be nothing to be afraid of if you smash it.

He calmed down and did not retreat. Instead, he leaned towards the thing step by step, and the cannon was already in his hand. As long as there was any movement of the blood-red thing, he would first give him a rainy pear blossom.

The blood-red thing squatted in the grass without any movement. The third brother walked within three steps and looked carefully. He felt his scalp numb and his stomach churned. He was clearly a person who had been slapped! His body was covered in blood, as if he had squeezed out of the human skin. Could this be the true face of the blood corpse?

He bit his lower lip and pulled out the long saber on his waist, trying to stab the thing, and seeing what it was, before he leaned down, the monster suddenly blew over. The third brother saw a flash of red light in front of him, and it was too late to avoid it. In the flash, his feet slipped and he fell backwards. At the same time, a whole round of bullets hit the object's chest at close range. The thing was hit with blood splashed everywhere, and he took several steps back and fell into the grass.

On this side, the third brother also rolled over and jumped up immediately, aimed his hand at the head of the thing and pulled the trigger. With a click, it was stuck!

This old oil box cannon was dug out from a warlord tomb back then. It was not useful for many years. Unfortunately, after following his father in recent years, he had no time to maintain it. He usually had few opportunities to shoot. The barrel of the gun gets stuck when it gets heated. This is really unlucky, and he can even get too tired to drink cold water.

The third brother saw the blood-red thing twisting and turning over, cursing in his heart that the force that had been trying to do just now was gone, and he threw the gun in his round arm, regardless of whether it was hit or not, turned his head and ran away. This time he didn't even dare to turn his head back. He saw a big tree in front and ran over, thinking about how he could not climb a tree, so he could go up the tree and hide.

Thinking of it, he suddenly tripped under his feet, and a dog snatched his shit and pounced on it. His whole face hit a tree stump, and his nose and mouth were covered with blood.

This time, I was really falling enough. The third brother suddenly felt dizzy. He gritted his teeth and wanted to stand up, but found that his whole hand couldn't use any strength. At this time, the wind sounded from behind. He turned around and saw that the monster was already within a few steps. The King of Hell had called him!

The third brother was also a transparent person. Seeing that his death was approaching, he was not afraid. He just smiled bitterly and simply lay on the ground and waited for death. In an instant, the monster pounced on his back and stepped on it. The third brother felt his throat sweet and his bile was spit out. At the same time, a strange itch came from his back, and his eyes immediately became hazy.

He realized that he might have been poisoned, and the toxicity was very fierce. In a daze, he saw that his second brother's broken hand fell out of his arms, and it seemed that he was still holding something in his hand.

He blinked hard and looked carefully. It turned out to be a piece of silk bag. The third brother thought to himself that the things his second brother tried his best to steal were definitely not ordinary things. I don’t know how they are now. I have to pack them up. If I really die, they can find my body. The second brother’s hand is not broken, and I will not die in vain. Thinking about it, he struggled to dig out the silk bag from the broken hand and stuff it into his sleeve.

At this time, his ears began to buzz, his eyes were covered with gauze, and his hands and feet began to cool down. According to his past experience, there must be a lot of urination and defecation in his crotch now.

"It's ugly to see all the people who were poisoned by the corpse. I hope they won't see it for the Erya in the next village." He was thinking nonsense, and his mind began to lose his control. At this time, he began to hear the strange giggling sounds he heard in the thief hole.

The third brother vaguely felt something was wrong. Why was this sound different from what he heard in the thief just now... Unfortunately, he could no longer think at this time. He reflexively wanted to look up and only saw a huge strange face, and was holding his body to look at him. There was no life in his eyes without pupils.
Chapter completed!