Chapter Fourteen The Word Corpse
In the darkness, Zhang Yicheng felt that he was being picked up, and then he was thrown to the ground with a plop, almost breaking his bones. Fortunately, after falling this time, the feeling of pulling his ankle was gone. In a hurry, Zhang Yicheng didn't care about the pain and struggled to get the flashlight at the entrance of the cave. At this moment, he suddenly felt a ball of things flying out of the small cave from his head.
"Who..." Zhang Yicheng wiped his glasses twice, hurriedly chased out of the cave, shining on the hillside with a flashlight, and saw a black shadow rolling down the hillside.
"Stand by it!" Zhang Yicheng searched outside the four sides, picked up a stone from the ground and chased it down the hillside.
At the foot of the mountain, the fog was thicker than before, and the visibility had dropped to less than twenty meters. "Where are the people?" Holding the stone, Zhang Yicheng carefully shouted while looking for it. It would be strange if he was killed by that thing, he had to shout before dying, right? But there was nothing in this valley except Zhang Yicheng's shouting, and even the worms could not be heard. The quiet outside the four outside was suffocating.
Just as Zhang Yicheng was about to return to the hillside and look up, he suddenly heard a rush in the grass pit not far away, as if something was hitting inside. "Stand it!" Zhang Yicheng bit his tongue, blew a mouthful of blood on the stone, and ran over the sound. After a while, the place where the sound made had entered the light range of the flashlight. Two people were fighting, to be precise, one person was being beaten unilaterally.
The reason why he was beaten was because he had no room to fight back. Facing Zhang Yicheng was a dirty back, and his hair was messy on his head was covered with soil, just like what had just come out of the ground. This man half-squatted and half-kneeled on the other person, pressing his knees against the arm of the rider, while he was swinging his arms and beating the person below.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yicheng was also stunned. He heard his father and his uncle talk about how to resent and harm others. He had seen it several times. At most, he bites it with his mouth or pinched it with his hands. He had never seen it hit it with a "big iron cannon*", but it was strange and strange. At this moment, the savior was pressed down and was beaten. How could he have time to think?
"Dare to pull my feet...!" Zhang Yicheng quickly rushed to the back of the beater, and swung the stone with "boy's eyebrows" hard, looking at the head. If you want to say that this is ruthless, the hitter's body shook and fell down with a plop.
"That's so simple?" Zhang Yicheng was stunned on the spot. He heard Zhang Guozhong and Lao Liu talk about Bashan. In his impression, the things in the mountains should be very powerful. It is not easy to cut iron. At least he has to use dragon scales. Why did he solve the problem with a brick when he encountered it?
Just as Zhang Yicheng was stunned, the person who was beaten just now jumped up from the ground with a bang. His agility was like a monkey. Before Zhang Yicheng could see clearly what he was like, he disappeared into the thick fog. "Oh... don't run... who are you?" Zhang Yicheng was also stupid. It seems that this person's speed is not like a human...
Squatting down, Zhang Yicheng looked carefully at the person who was hit, and saw a sack tied to his waist. It was half-bulging. It was a pair of dirty torn pants. The crotch was cracked and the legs were tied. Looking down, there was a pair of old green liberation sneakers... "This..." Zhang Yicheng was stunned on the spot. It turned out that the person who was hit was not someone else, but Liu, a big hand who went out to collect herbs...
He touched his nose and was still angry, but no matter how Zhang Yicheng pushed and shook it, Liu was not awake, and Zhang Yicheng was so anxious that he was almost crazy. He was kind to save himself, but he was knocked unconscious. There was not even a person behind Yinshan. If someone died, it would be a trivial matter to go to prison. This guilt of revenge for a lifetime will be carried out. Besides, Cui Liyan said that this person seems to have a paralyzed mother. How can he explain to the old man?
"Uncle Liu... wake up quickly..." Zhang Yicheng put the flashlight aside, took off the rotten clothes left on his body and covered the wound of Dashou Liu. He kept pressing the mouth of the heart and tossed for at least twenty minutes. Dashou Liu trembled all over and sat up in a hurry, subconsciously covering the wound on his head with his hands, and turned his head to see Zhang Yicheng.
"Liu..." Zhang Yicheng was quite happy when he saw the big hand Liu suddenly woke up. He was about to say something, but he found that a fist had already swung in front of him...
In a daze, Zhang Yicheng only felt the wind in his ears, as if he was on a turntable plane in an amusement park. Although he was a little conscious and wanted to wake up, he couldn't open his eyes no matter how hard he felt that someone stabbed himself with a needle...
When Zhang Yicheng opened his eyes, the first person he saw was Old Liu's head, next to him was Cui Liyan and Big Hand Liu.
"You little bastard... I'm kind enough to save you, you hit someone with a stone..." Liu Tou smiled.
"No...I didn't mean it...I thought they were in the same group...I didn't mean it to hit him..." Liu, the big hand, explained desperately, "Little kid, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it..."
"It's okay... I have to thank you... If you hadn't pulled me out of that hole, I wouldn't have been as simple as being punched..." Zhang Yicheng struggled to get up from the ground, "By the way, Uncle Liu, you're so awesome... This is the first time I've seen someone beat a ghost..."
"Ghost..." Big Hand Liu stared with two eyes, "So that's a ghost?"
"What the hell is going on?" Although he heard Dazhe Liu talk for a long time, Old Liu didn't understand what he was stammering and talking nonsense. At this moment, he really wanted to understand what the person involved was about to describe the situation.
"I'm going to find Harrier, I'm lost..." Zhang Yicheng said the whole story as he said. Old Liu and Cui Liyan frowned, "Yicheng, you've seen it. Is that thing a human?" Old Liu was not convinced either. After so many years of his debut, he had never heard of that thing being pressed under the body and smashed with his fist. "Can they be bandits in the mountains or something wrong?"
"There is no bandits in this mountain..." Cui Liyan spoke, "There was not before liberation, so let alone now..."
"Yes, that small hole is just that big... Even a bandit can't drill there like a mouse..." Zhang Yicheng gestured with his hands at the size of the hole, "And after I smashed Uncle Liu with a stone, the thing disappeared. I didn't even see what he looked like... How could a human movement be so fast?"
"I see clearly! I see clearly!" Hearing this, Big Hand Liu smiled, "It's similar to this kid, too, naked, very thin... it looks like... it looks like..." Big Hand Liu's stupid memories, and saw Cui Liyan at first glance, "It looks a bit like him..."
Cui Liyan's face turned pale, but Big Hand Liu didn't care and continued to describe it vividly, "But the mouth is bigger... the eyebrows are thicker than him..." Hearing Big Hand Liu's meaning, the thing seemed to be stronger than Cui Liyan...
At this moment, Zhang Guozhong came in from outside with a flashlight. When he saw that his son was fine, he felt relieved. "Who are you fighting with?" Although he was fine, Zhang Guozhong also wondered, the deserted mountains and wilderness were rarely visited, and he didn't know who to look for if he wanted to be beaten. Why can people beat him into five-eyed green in the middle of the night?
"It's not a fight..." Old Liu briefly explained the incident. When Zhang Guozhong heard this, he immediately thanked Dashou Liu Qianen and took out a dozen money from his pocket to the Dashou Liu.
"I don't want money..." Liu Yishou pushed Zhang Guozhong's money back.
"Then... I have to thank you..." Zhang Guozhong said, "Then what is missing in your family?"
Big Hand Liu was also real. Zhang Guozhong really started to think about it after asking this, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't expect anything missing at home. "My pants are torn, give me your pants..." Big Hand Liu looked at Zhang Guozhong's pants well, took off his pants and had to change them.
"No problem..." Seeing that Liu said that Feng was raining, Zhang Guozhong's khan also came down. The pants on Liu's body had just fought and opened their crotch, from his navel to his waist, it was almost two pairs of pants. Could it be that he would wear these super open-crotch pants back to the county town?
With a green face, he put on Liu's crotch-opener pants with a big hand, Zhang Guozhong began to ask in detail what happened just now, "Brother Liu, do you think you can see clearly what that thing looks like?" Zhang Guozhong tightened his belt, which was not bad, but his waist was quite suitable.
"Yes..." The big-hand Liu came to Cui Liyan and wanted to use Cui Liyan as a model again. Cui Liyan was so scared that he quickly stood up, "I'll go out for some convenience, you guys talk first..."
When the model left, Dashou Liu began to describe the characteristics of the thing again, "That person is colorful... I have seen it in Lanzhou... My mother said that those who write on her body are not good people, so I slap in the mountains...!"
Zhang Guozhong's head was so big that this big hand Liu must be talking about those tattooed hooligans. Why did the hooligans run to the mountains in the middle of the night?
"Can you see what words you wrote clearly?" Old Liu was also puzzled.
"I don't recognize it...but what I remember!" After that, Dashou Liu found a stone and drew it on the ground, writing a lot. Zhang Guozhong and Lao Liu's eyes were all staring out. The bigshou Liu wrote all the words, and every stroke was not bad at all.
"I have a good memory..." Zhang Guozhong was shocked. When he was in school, he memorized the "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" and all the words he knew were known. He couldn't recite them for a whole afternoon. This big-hand Liu took advantage of the fact that he could fight with that thing so well, and he actually remembered the Zhanwen that he didn't know at all...
I looked carefully at the slaughter text on the ground. Although I knew them all, I didn’t have the right lips. Most of them were information indicating the direction and the five elements. It seemed to be a spell, but I have never seen what kind of spell it was.
"Senior brother... do you think... the words on the Liao couple are these?" Zhang Guozhong said.
"It's hard to say..." Old Liu also picked up a stone at this moment and drew two human figures on the ground. "Brother Liu, look, this is the chest of a person, this is the back... Do you still remember where these words are written?"
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Big iron run: that is, fist.
Chapter completed!