"Oh." Mr. Tu nodded, picked up the tree branch and had to walk back with Li Shiyi, only when he got up did he realize that something was wrong, and his tongue stammered a little: "Then that...then, this thing is not Send it back, how about my mother-in-law?"
Li Shibai glanced at him and put the cigarette pipe back in his pocket.
Seeing that her oil and salt were not going in, the youngest Tu was no longer in a hurry. He just went to the southeast corner of the tomb by himself, and slid his right foot on the loose soil a few times, revealing a piece of oil cloth under the soil.
He squatted down while pulling his trousers, pulled the tarpaulin skin, beckoned to Li Shiyi, "Eleventh sister, come here."
Li Shiyi frowned, glanced at the dark hole, and raised his chin to signal that he had something to say.
"I opened the robbery hole. You see, it doesn't look like it?" Mr. Tu raised his head as if offering a treasure.
Li Shiyi leaned over, tilted his head to take a look, and sneered noncommittally.
Mr. Tu's eyes slanted, he digged into her cloth pocket, quickly threw her cigarette pipe from the hole, and after a few rolls Gu Lulu disappeared into the deep pit.
"You!" Li Shiyi picked him up, lifted his right leg and took out a shiny dagger from the mouth of his boot, and pressed his backhand towards his throat.
The rotten skin on her face revealed a mournful sense of oppression in the moonlight: "Go down, fish up."
Crows rang out, and the youngest Tu stared at her cold brows. He didn't know whether the chill was coming out of her closed thin lips or the deep pupils were drawn out. In short, he shivered. He squeezed his hips to hold back the urge to urinate, stretched his neck with all his might, as if he could be held in a decent manner, and pulled on Li Shiyi's cuffs and said, "I'll... I'll do it."
As soon as the words came out, he broke the jar and collapsed his shoulders, squinting at Li Shiyi: "My ability, Eleven sister, you know everything, this tomb is weird, I'm entering the palace for the second time, I'm afraid it is There is no way to go. I am dead, and the guy who eats has to bother you again. It's the next time you go. It's going to go out in the morning, and it's going to go out at night, so why bother taking my life?"
Li Shiyi heard him shaking his shiny hair again: "You go down with me and save my life. I will be yours after Tu Sanping. You know the plate in the south of the city, although you Eleventh sister is very powerful, in the end, a girl who is like a budding girl, encounters a blind liu who makes trouble, it is always convenient to have a man."
Li Shiyi's eyebrows moved, and a thin smile came out of his nose. He couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or moved his heart, but Tu Laoyao seemed to be oiled by an old lamp, and smiled and sent another sentence: "My son has fallen. Now, you are his aunt, and I will not dare to disrespect you in the future."
The sharp blade was pulled from his sticky neck, pressing out thin white marks. Mr. Tu squinted his eyes, but felt his shoulders loosen. Li Shiyi retracted his hand, tucked the dagger into his boot, and closed it. The clothes on his body circled halfway around the entrance of the cave, and he fell to the tomb with his hands.
The youngest Tu opened his mouth and couldn't come back to his senses for a while.
"Come down!" There was a buzzing echo from the depths of the cave.
The tomb is extremely small, and the head can be seen at a glance. The corridor is as inconspicuous as the appearance. Passing through a path of two or three meters is a stone room in the square. Li Shiyi hurriedly glanced at the fire. The lettering, judging from the corrosion degree of the stone wall, is not too old, and everything is normal. The only strange thing is that there is no dusty rot in the tomb, but there is a faint fragrance.
The youngest Tu covered his mouth and nose, took a breath, and whispered, "Eleventh sister, this smell is offensive and gives me a headache."
However, Li Shiyi stretched out a forearm, stopped his steps, and moved his eyes downstream, reminding him to pay attention to the water on the ground.
The youngest Tu looked at the slowly flowing water, which was shallow and turbid, as if it was overflowing from the ground, with ripples like agitating growth rings. Youngest Tu jumped: "Did you come here last time..."
He took two deep breaths and looked at the water pattern, which seemed to have a tacit understanding with the fragrance. The water swayed forward, and the fragrance became a little thicker; implicate.
Li Shiyi raised her hand, rubbed the tip of her nose, and searched for a while, but she still didn't see the smoke pipe. She felt a little uneasy, but she thought that the smoke pipe had entered the tomb. As said, send the copper jar back to the coffin, and then seal it well, I don't know if I can escape.
Thinking of this, she motioned Mr. Tu to go around the stagnant water with her, and walked from the stone steps on the side to the coffin in the center. While counting the steps carefully, she lit a glass lamp and walked to the front of the coffin. , stopped at the odd number of steps, placed the lamp on the corner of Zhiyang, which was due south, and then straightened up to look at the coffin.
The coffin is ingot style, the center is convex and the two ends are upturned. The wood is a valuable nanmu. The paint on the outer layer has peeled off a little. It was the youngest Tu who was too timid to take a closer look, so he just groped and took out two copper jars and walked away.
Mr. Tu tucked his wrists into his cuffs, shrugged his neck and looked back in trepidation. According to the light, Li Shiyi's tall and slender body was drawn like a meticulous painting, with a rather rigid temperament, which just happened to hide it. Looking at the half of her face with the rotten skin, her cheeks were as smooth as jade, and even her delicate facial features were glowing with a cold light.
Not to mention the three hundred and sixty lines, the line will be the champion, if you have the ability, you can also do a decent job of doing things like chickens and dogs. Youngest Tu pondered in amazement.
Youngest Tu laughed secretly twice, but suddenly felt a chill in front of him, Li Shiyi's cold voice and doubtful eyes came as promised: "Pregnant woman?!"
The youngest Tu was startled, and stepped forward with fear and suspicion, trying to cling to the coffin to calm his mind, and then retracted in disgust, slowly showing two triangular eyes the size of beans with his thighs bent.
I didn't take a closer look last time, but this time I looked at him, and his calf was stretched out. Inside was a woman, her face was intact and her texture was plump, even her hair was dark and shiny, as if she didn't dress up in the morning. Lazy and sloppy, the clothes on his body are the jackets of the Qing Dynasty. The black and rotten fabrics clearly reveal the old sense of age. Even the gilded hairpin on the side is dark and dark, and the pattern of gold on it cannot be discerned. .
The outdated clothes and the woman's fresh face are in strong contrast, with the fragrance flowing out of the hair like nectar, which is shockingly strange.
There were black particles scattered on the woman's side, the youngest Tu swallowed her saliva, and her throat sounded as if the poison had rolled through it: "This... what is it?"
"Zombie corpse worm eggs." Li Shiyi didn't have any extra thoughts to be a teacher, he just peeled it off a little, and then turned his attention to the woman's belly.
She just saw the abdomen move quickly, but now the dead silence seems to be an illusion.
She held her hand, took a deep breath, and urged the stiff person beside her: "Put the copper pot back soon!"
The youngest Tu immediately returned to his senses, hurriedly took out the copper jar, shook his hands like chaff, and put the things back into the coffin with one mouthful of Guanyin and one mouthful of Bodhisattva.
Li Shiyi looked away and looked around, trying to find out the whereabouts of the cigarette pipe, but saw a few deep and shallow dashes carved on the wall in front of the coffin. Pen.
Before she could think about the meaning of the ten scratches, she felt her wrist tighten, and turned to face the cool words of the youngest Tu: "Ten, Eleventh sister, it's it... it's moving!"
Li Shiyi frowned and looked at the fingers of Mr. Tu, and saw that the woman's round belly was wrapped in a mass of snakes, protruding and retracting, slamming out one by one, as if to support the belly open.
Just as Li Shiyi was about to speak, he saw Mr. Tu withdrew his hand and hissed suspiciously, "Why is it like my mother-in-law's fetal movement?"
Thinking of my mother-in-law, the youngest Tu finally regained some masculinity, and his calf didn't tremble anymore. He bravely looked around the coffin twice, and patted his thigh: "Understood!"
Li Shiyi looked at him, and heard him come to a firm conclusion: "I dug up this tomb, and I was caught by a new mourner in the village. Seeing that the feng shui was good with the tomb, I moved the original body and filled it in. Come in from my own house. The appearance of this woman, I am afraid that she has just died soon, and the baby in her belly is full-term, and she is about to come out now!"
He pouted: "I have been guarding the cemetery for many years, and I have seen it once or twice."
It is not new for a mother to die and a new baby to be born. Li Shiyi had heard it before, but the youngest Tu said it was too simplistic. No matter how you look at this tomb, it seems strange.
Before she could say a word, she saw the youngest Tu jumping into the coffin, and under the responsibility of being a father who knocked on the door in advance, he pulled the woman's clothes off: "Come and deliver the baby soon!"
Birth? The corner of Li Shiyi's mouth twitched, wanting to stop him, but as if she remembered something, she curled her index finger and tapped lightly under her right ear a few times, but she didn't hear the rest of the movement, so she stopped in place After blinking a few times, he heard a familiar sound in his ear.
Boom boom, boom boom, boom boom—
The sound was louder than ever before, as if there were hundreds of footsteps coming together, and it shook her eardrums like a drum head that had been beaten violently. The sound was getting closer and closer, and it was in front of him. Li Shiyi's chest was stagnant, and the secret was not good. He said to the youngest Tu, "Stop!"
Mr. Tu fell to the ground and didn't look back, just stared blankly ahead.
The thumping sound disappeared in an instant, as calm as it had never appeared, except for the occasional sound of water droplets falling gently.
At the moment when the "slap" hit the water, Mr. Tu turned around woodenly: "Come out, come out!"
He turned his head to look at his hand again, the rough big grasped a calf like a lotus root, and pulled out a baby girl like a jade carving. The baby didn't cry or make trouble, with eyes like black grapes open. Looking at him, her small mouth spit out bubbling saliva.
Just pull it out like this? Youngest Tu looked at her, and then at his own hand, incredulous.
Li Shiyi took a closer look, and the baby girl was completely white, reflecting the dense light, as if coated with a layer of fine powder. There is no blood on his body, no amniotic fluid, and even the umbilical cord is not connected to the mother's body. His jet-black hair is as beautiful as a fungus floating in the water.
She stared at Li Shiyi as if thinking.
Li Shiyi frowned slightly, she was stunned for a while, and she also folded her brows in a similar manner.
Li Shiyi raised her eyebrows in surprise, and she followed suit and singled out the end of her right eyebrow.
Li Shiyi's heart was shocked, and he tilted his head involuntarily, and the baby unexpectedly followed, and gently leaned his young head to the right.
Li Shiyi cursed inwardly.
"Eleventh sister," Mr. Tu couldn't help calling out to her when he saw her pale face.
Li Shiyi lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, and saw him sniffing left and right: "The scent... seems to be gone."