Evil Bottle-Kirin Returns

Chapter 23

Fatty and I stared at each other with big eyes, Poker Face's words were ambiguous, neither of us understood.But I find it difficult to accept his statement. The Chinese civilization respects ancestors very much. Even if it is said that the ancestor is some weird animal, later generations will probably deify it.

According to what Pokerfing said, when people worship, they pull the ancestors from the gods, and then treat them as evil spirits. This is unbelievable and completely contrary to my previous cognition.

"No way! Isn't this a big treason?" I stood up and asked, but Pokerfing didn't answer, and leaned over to check the opened canister.

"Why do you care about so much hypocrisy!" The fat man insulted me: "Innocent little classmate~ Those zongzi are not all ancestors, they will jump out and bite you, so why do you still have to talk about filial piety and say, 'Grandpa, please bite! On the buttocks, there is a lot of meat, don't jump your teeth, can't you?"

I frowned at Fatty and said, "Ancestor worship and zongzi are two different things!"

"You don't care what kind of thing it is. Gods or evil spirits, this is something that happened thousands of years ago, let's be so particular about it!" the fat man said, and asked the oil bottle, "Brother, This pot of weed king is no joke! It is important that we get out quickly!"

Poker bottle got up and said: "King Cui has been released, there may be blood corpses in this cave."

I shuddered when I heard it, but it was a bit strange, isn't the king of weeds poisonous and will die when he touches it?Da Kuina was so miserable, I still have lingering fears when I think about it.Could it be said that after being poisoned by King Cui, people will also turn into blood corpses?Whether it's Da Kui, or Aning's team in Devil City, wouldn't they all become blood corpses?

I asked Poker Bottle a question, and although I didn't have much hope, he actually answered.

"King Cui gets into the human brain, and the dead body will rise. But as long as the things in the tomb are exposed to the sun, the dead body will not be harmful." Poker bottle said and walked towards the back of the jar, where there was a piece of carp's back. A thin path is built on the stone ridge.Hearing what he said, Fatty and I didn't dare to delay, so we hurriedly followed.

Compared with King Tu, this blood corpse is not much better, but it's just that Poker Bottle kills blood corpses, which is called a familiar way.But while I was walking, I was still a little bit confused. There was no sunlight in this cave, and several people died, so it was not just a blood corpse!

I shivered and couldn't help but look around vigilantly.The road we took was extremely crude, with only artificial cuts made on the stone ridge. I looked around nervously, and almost squeezed the fat man off the stone beam.

The fat man grabbed me and scolded: "Xiao Wu, what kind of madness have you got, are you going to dance rumba on knife edge?"

"I'm watching all directions, listening to all directions, and being vigilant!" I pulled the fat man to maintain balance, "Not only one person died in this place, what if four blood corpses come out later?"

"Xiao Wu, you have a crow's mouth!" The fat man said in a pooh, "Return four blood corpses, why don't you make a mahjong table for others in the cave!"

We had already walked hundreds of meters along the stone ridge, and the front suddenly became clear. Poker Face stopped, turned around and said, "Fortunately, someone cleared the way for us."

It's not a good thing, it's too late for me to be happy, but I can see a hint of sadness from Poker Face's expressionless face?Although he rarely laughed, but when did I become so artistically sensitive?

The fat man took a step forward, passed me and looked ahead, gasped, and sighed, "Damn it, this is quite tragic."

There was something wrong when I heard this, and when I stepped forward to look at it, I couldn't help being speechless.

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In front of him are three entangled corpses, the shoulders and above have been burned black, and the three heads have become charred, and two of them are covered in blood, the skin is dark red and purple, and it looks like it has been wrinkled after drying. Like asphalt.

The person who was stuck in the middle, his clothes were torn, with a safety rope tied around his waist, only a dozen centimeters long, and the cut was cut neatly.His body was torn apart several times, rotting away from the wound, and purple-black finger bones pierced through the broken ribs.

The fat man stepped forward, took off his headlamp, and bowed: "This brother, you are enough! Fatty, I respect you!"

My heart was blocked and I couldn't speak. I had seen many people die tragically in Yunding Tiangong and Tamutuo Snake Marsh before, but I have never felt so uncomfortable now.Our line of business is full of side-tracking. When we get out of the fight, our heads are tied to our belts. It’s very common for people to die for money, but it’s good if ordinary people don’t get scared to death when they encounter blood corpses. up.

The three people in front of me are obviously members of the exploration team. The two team members who went down to the cave first carelessly opened the clay pots, and they were turned into blood corpses by the king's trick. safety rope.

I picked up what looked like popcorn at my feet. It was a fuel tank from a gas stove. This was probably the only weapon the man had at hand. The air wave from the explosion tore the aluminum tank like a piece of paper and turned it upside down. The raised aluminum skin was rough and cold.

I put the blasted jar at the foot of the corpse, and I could almost replay the scene in my mind, and I couldn't help but sigh.If it were me, I'm afraid it's not enough courage and determination.

"Fatty, if I become like this one day, you will shoot me dead immediately."

"Ah bah! You are such a fucking bitch! I can't bear to see you so sour!" The fat man annoyed me the most, "If you collapse, you still have a gun in your hand, don't you! If you read too much, you will lose your mind." What the hell? If you want to change like this, at worst, Fat Master, I’ll treat him like a kid.”

I told Fatty that this is not a joke. In fact, I should have thought of this situation long ago, but I was just avoiding it subconsciously. Now I tell the truth, and it will be fine if there is an eventuality in the future.

The fat man had nothing to do with me, he was angry and funny, and scolded: "Nice little classmate Wu Xie, I can't understand your fat man! Anyway, there is a fat man here, so I won't tell you to change into a rice dumpling. If you want to change, you will be a fat man and I will lead the way." , You worry about it, you really sprinkle salt in your crotch, it hurts to be idle."

I glanced at the fat man: "Come on, if you become the fattest rice dumpling in history, even a rocket can't kill you!"

"Damn it! As for my revolutionary consciousness, Fatty, it's your turn to do it!" The fat man slapped his chest and took a big stride, "I'll just kick my legs to death, and I will definitely give you a world-shattering, weeping heroic sacrifice!"

With a sound of "clang", Fatty and I turned our heads abruptly, only to see Poker Ping thrusting the sword in his hand into the ground, with a gloomy face and a chill all over his body, he walked over and said, "Wu Xie, the rope. "