MTL - Horror Web-Chapter 4 starving ghost
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A low roar like a beast came out from the beams, and then half of the beams shattered directly, turning into wooden cones that fell rapidly.
Zhao Zhu's reaction was already quick, but he still didn't have time to dodge all of them. Two wooden awls pierced directly into his right arm, and blood immediately gurgled out. But the only thing that can be fortunate is that he was only stabbed by a wooden cone, not by a zombie, otherwise he would be in danger of being poisoned by a corpse.
Chen Hong was not much better than Zhao Zhu. Although there was nothing wrong with her body, a thorn was slashed across her face, and a hole about seven or eight centimeters in length was cut.
On the top of the beam, stood a little zombie. The little zombie was wearing a black official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, with blue face and fangs, and red eyes. There was no child's cuteness at all. It's like coming out like drops of water.
"I have to get him down, otherwise my talisman won't be able to stick to him." Chen Hong said to Zhao Zhu.
Zhao Zhu looked at the rope beside him, and immediately said, "Let's use the rope together to sweep him down."
Chen Hong also nodded immediately, grabbed one end of the rope with one hand, and threw the other end to Zhao Zhu, Zhao Zhu took the rope, and the two sprinted together. Red pulls the rope horizontally together.
The little zombie stood on the beam, and the rope swept directly to his calf. Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong were naturally strong, and the place where the little zombie landed was indeed too narrow. Ripped off the beam.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
Leaving the beam of the sunshade and falling to the ground, the little zombie that was irradiated by the sun made a sharp scream, a bit like a beast and a bit like a child, and white smoke kept rising from its body.
"If it is illuminated by sunlight and brought back the powder, can it still be considered a mission accomplished?"
Chen Hong glared at Zhao Zhu angrily and said, "Of course it's a failure."
Hearing this, Zhao Zhu no longer hesitated, and pulled down the dusty and grime-filled cloth curtain before the clay sculpture, and with a flick, covered the little zombie and blocked the sunlight, and Chen Hong also understood it. , took advantage of the trend to hold the talisman paper and put the talisman paper on the little zombie's forehead before the little zombie was covered.
The little zombie didn't move, and the body was covered with cloth to block the sunlight. Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Zhu bared his teeth, endured the pain and directly pulled out the two wooden thorns that had pierced into his arms, and then tore off a large piece of cloth from his tattered white coat to wrap himself up hastily. .
"As expected of being a doctor, the wound was bandaged really well."
"Do you want to stop the bleeding on your face first, so that even if you leave a scar in the future, it will be shallower."
"No, when you return to the real world after the mission is completed, you will still be the same you. You won't lose a single hair, and I don't have to worry about scars."
"Well... that's not bad. I'll grab a few more pieces of cloth to wrap this little zombie more tightly, and then put him on a wooden board and carry him back to Yizhuang."
"That's right, it can't be delayed until night. If we go after the sun goes down, it's like carrying a zombie on our back and possibly encountering zombies wandering in the wild."
Chen Hong also started to do it, and together with Zhao Zhu, he took the last bit of "fig cloth" from Eunuch Land, and wrapped it tightly around the three layers of the little zombie.
Put the little zombie on the wooden board, Zhao Zhu in the front, Chen Hong in the back, the two of them carried the wooden board out of the Temple of Earth together.
Don't look at this zombie's small size, but its weight is not light. When they carried him back to the door of Yizhuang, Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong were already out of breath, and their arms seemed to be filled with lead, maybe The muscles are also slightly strained.
However, when Zhao Zhu entered the Yizhuang, he stopped at the door, because he saw that there was a person inside the Yizhuang. Since it was a human being, it was not a zombie, because this person was walking around the Yizhuang. Walking around in circles, there is a bag of rice in the middle of circles, and zombies are jumping forward, and their limbs are extremely stiff, it is impossible to "walk" out of such a style.
This person should look like an old man, wearing a colorful dress and cloud-soled shoes under his feet. He looks very clean, but his complexion is very ugly, and he looks completely malnourished.
Seeing this scene, Chen Hong didn't say a word, took out the pot and firewood from the Yizhuang, put it in the yard, set up a simple stove, didn't say a word to the old man, went straight to the The bag of rice was brought over, and after the water in the pot boiled, half the bag of rice was poured in and started to cook.
The old man started circling around the pot again like this. The expression on his face was sometimes greedy, sometimes painful, sometimes excited, and sometimes crying, giving people a very strange feeling, and Zhao Zhu also found out at this time, the old man, no shadow.
After the rice was cooked, Chen Hong inserted the two chopsticks directly into the pot, then pulled Zhao Zhu and started to back up.
The old man stopped spinning at this time, squatted directly in front of the pot, drooling at the pot of rice, but he didn't move or eat.
"Go find some paper money or something." Chen Hong instructed Zhao Zhu, "I'll find some incense ashes."
It is easy to find paper money in Yizhuang. Zhao Zhu quickly brought out several strings of paper money, while Chen Hong was holding an incense burner in his hand.
Chen Hong took the paper money from Zhao Zhu, ignited the lighter, and the paper money began to burn. The wind picked up a little, scraped the burning paper money, and swirled it.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Hong grabbed a handful of incense ash from the incense burner and threw it straight at the old man who was still drooling over the rice in the pot.
After a while, the old man stood up, his stomach was already bulging, and he burped with satisfaction. Then he ignored Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong, who were on the side, and walked straight out of the Yizhuang.
"Is that a starving ghost?" Zhao Zhu asked.
Chen Hong looked at Zhao Zhu with a surprised look, and smiled: "Okay, my eyesight is good, it is indeed a ghost of starvation. When I meet this kind of ghost, I have something to eat at home, cook a little for him, and then burn it again. Just put some paper money or sprinkle some incense ashes to send him off. Starvation ghosts usually don't harm people, but if the host is really neglecting others, it is estimated that they will suffer some disasters, such as family members getting sick or unlucky for no reason. At that time, the uncles lying in our Yizhuang were the most dangerous and uneasy things, if we let another starving ghost come over to make trouble, then our situation will be even more worrying, fortunately, it has been sent away now."
"Why are so many dirty things coming to the door?" Zhao Zhu stretched a little speechlessly. He didn't rest well last night, and he struggled a lot today. Now he is a little uncomfortable. As a doctor, he I knew that if I continued like this, my body would get sick in all likelihood.
"First, this is Yizhuang, which is the favorite place for dirty things to come; second, we are the experiencers of entering the world of "Terrorist Web Articles", which is equivalent to the protagonist in the novel, the protagonist, even if it is not looking for trouble Everything will come to you."
"The protagonist in the novel can't usually die no matter what." Zhao Zhu couldn't help but tease.
Hearing this, Chen Hong's face became sad, and she said, "I have seen many people die. Many of the people who used to work together on missions are no longer there."
"How can there be no news in the outside world after so many people died?"
"You still underestimate this "Terrorist Web Article" world, it brought you in, you died, and then your relatives outside, even your parents, mother, wife, and children, would not be at all strange. ...they will take your sudden death very lightly, the police will be very indifferent, and the whole society will be very indifferent.
There was a big mission last time. There were more than 30 people participating in the group. All of them died in it, and none of them came out alive. However, there was no newspaper reporting about this incident the next day. Your life and death remain absolutely indifferent. It can even be said that since you entered this "Terrorist Web Article" world, even if you can survive the mission and return to the real world, you have actually been separated from the real world. "
"Group? What group?"
"Don't every novel have its own reader group, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com The group I'm talking about is the novel group of "Terrorist Web Articles", the group name is "Terrorist Web Articles", and the group number is ..." Chen Hong took out her mobile phone, clicked into the QQ column, and entered the group information. Of course, at this time, there is no signal, and it is impossible to receive QQ messages, but it is still possible to check the group number. It is 161866011, you can write it down first, and you can join this group when you return to the real world alive.
Tasks will be issued in the group, and members will be selected to participate in the next "Terrorist Web Article" world to experience. You can also communicate with other people in the group, whether it is online or in the real world, because maybe you will one day sooner or later. will die together. "
"Who is that group leader? Or, is there a group leader?"
"There is a group leader, but it shouldn't be a person, maybe even a 'god'. In short, it's useless to talk about it, just live a good life. After this mission world is over, you and I will meet in the group."
"It's interesting." Zhao Zhu smiled, and then his eyes fell on the pot of rice that had never been touched at all, "Is this rice dumped?"
"Yes, if you eat it, you will get sick. Some old doctors in your hospital should have a rule. Even if you eat in the hospital, you will eat it quickly without leaving any leftovers, because there are far more ghosts in the hospital than in other places. If the leftovers eaten by the living are eaten by ghosts again, it will have a bad influence on the living.”
Zhao Zhu thought about it for a while, and indeed some old doctors have this rule. Unlike some young doctors and nurses who like to play with their mobile phones while eating after returning from their meals, they use their lunch boxes after finishing their meals like a game.
