"This is corpse poison!"

Brother Yaozi quickly noticed my condition, came up and held me down, and told me to sit still, stop moving for the time being, adjust my breathing, and try to reduce my mood swings.

I was also very frightened. Needless to say, what corpse poison is, it will be found on ordinary zombie rice dumplings. After all, humans are omnivorous creatures and eat all kinds of grains. They fly in the sky and on the ground, so there is nothing they dare not eat.

Countless toxins will be ingested from nature, and these toxins will accumulate in the body. If the body does not rot after death, it will ferment into highly toxic substances over time, which is fatal.

Of course, it is not like what is said in many movies and TV shows, if you are scratched by a zombie rice dumpling, you will immediately turn into a zombie.

However, this statement is not a random fabrication. It is all based on imagination and has certain basis. If someone dies from corpse poison, the chance of pretending to be a corpse after death is indeed relatively high. This may have something to do with the characteristics of corpse poison.

It is said that this thing spreads with the blood. Once it is infected, the mood swings too much, the heart rate is high, the blood flow speed is accelerated, and the corpse poison spreads quickly. When it attacks the heart, the toxicity will explode. Then

Sometimes it feels like having malaria. The body alternates between hot and cold, and sweats constantly. When a large amount of water is lost, people will have various hallucinations. The body is obviously not dead yet, but subconsciously they have already believed that they are dead. The state is very strange and easy to occur.

The situation of dying but still breathing.

As the saying goes, people have to take one breath to live, and they have to stop breathing to die. If the breath continues, it is easy to cheat the body.

Therefore, if one dies after being poisoned by corpse poison, nine out of ten people will fake the corpse.

However, it is rare to be like me. The green air on the chest can be seen with the naked eye, as if there are small bugs crawling under the skin, especially where the opening is scratched, the rolled skin and flesh show a kind of

It's light green, and you can vaguely smell a faint odor. It's frighteningly toxic. It can only be said that the corpse poison of the flying corpse is too strong.

I poked the wound with my finger, and it felt a little hard. After the initial burning pain, it was now completely numb and without any feeling.

Brother Yaozi's movements were clean and neat. It was obviously not the first time he had encountered this kind of thing. He grabbed a handful of snow-white glutinous rice from his backpack and wiped it on the wounds on my chest and neck. Some of the rice grains were even embedded in it.

The flesh and blood immediately made a "sizzling" sound similar to that of frying steak, and white smoke came out, accompanied by a rancid smell...

Gradually, I finally felt the pain. At first, I gritted my teeth and could bear it, but the pain became more and more intense. In the end, I was trembling all over, breaking out in cold sweat, and screamed "Ouch". Old Diaoye and Lao Bai were like

It was Generals Heng and Ha who were standing behind me, one on each side, directly holding my shoulders to prevent me from moving.

The glutinous rice attached to my wound is being dyed black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

People often say that glutinous rice can remove corpse poison and restrain corpse poison. In fact, the opposite is true. Corpse poison restrains glutinous rice and can pollute it. The polluted glutinous rice will naturally become poisonous rice.

Brother Yaozi saw that it was almost done, so he drank a large amount of water and sprayed it on the wound with a puff, washing away the poisonous rice, but some of it was still stuck in the flesh. He finally used tweezers to dig in and pinch it out. Now it's gone again

Without anesthesia, the pain is indescribable.

Then, another big handful of glutinous rice came up.

This is a long process, Brother Yaozi kept repeating it, looking at the bottom of the small bag of glutinous rice, the green air in my chest was no longer diffuse, but all the corpse poison was concentrated on the wound, and the flesh there looked green.

Yes, it seems like you can squeeze out corpse poison with just a squeeze.

Lao Bai was such a mean person, he actually came up and pinched me. It hurt so much that I jumped up and rolled my eyes, but only blood and no corpse poison came out of the wound.

"It's too poisonous. It's impossible to pull out this small amount of glutinous rice. I'm afraid it will get a big jar."

Brother Yaozi saw sweat on his forehead. According to him, the poison of the flying corpse has been accumulated for thousands of years, and it is already extremely poisonous. However, since this flying corpse was a grassland man during his lifetime, the poison is three times more toxic.

Because the nomadic people mainly eat meat, and since it is meat, it is impossible to skim it.

There is a saying that among all human foods, fats and oils are the dirtiest, especially corpse oil.

Speaking of corpse oil, most people may immediately think of the human oil used in sorcery in Southeast Asia. In fact, lard and mutton oil are considered corpse oil. As long as the oil peeled off the body after death, it is considered corpse oil.

Corpse oil, whether it is a human or an animal, once it dies, its fat will become turbid!

Mainly eating meat, eating too much fat will naturally cause high toxicity in the body. Grassland people eat more meat throughout their lives than farmers. Therefore, the zongzi zombies born under the same conditions are naturally more toxic than those from the grassland.

Win by three points.

It was too difficult to pull out such a poison. Brother Yaozi thought hard for a long time and became furious. Instead, he went to look for the flying corpse. The other party's head was smashed to pieces and there were broken bones everywhere. He didn't mind burying it and rummaged for a long time.

He found a fang, and used a wooden stick to pull out the carrion in the tooth. Finally, he rinsed the tooth with Lao Diaoye's liquor.

This was the first time I took a closer look at the teeth of the zongzi and found that the inside was empty, like a smaller version of a funnel.

Brother Yaozi said that only the teeth of Zongzi can suck out the poison from corpses.

But, how much is this matter? Zongzi teeth are just a medium. In the final analysis, you still have to use your mouth to suck it in. It is no different from taking a mouthful of rotten corpse with clear soup and water. Not to mention disgusting, the risk is extremely high.

"Forget it, let me do it!"

I didn't expect that the first person to come forward was Lao Bai. I was so moved that he glanced at me and then reminded me not to forget what he did for me today. He would be arrested again in the future.

If something poisonous bites me, I have to risk my life.

Then, as Brother Yaozi said, he pierced part of the fang into the wound, brought it to the other end and took a sip, then turned around and vomited...

He said it tasted a bit spicy.

I don't know if it was spicy or not, but I remembered this feeling. By the end, Lao Bai's mouth was swollen and completely numb.

Brother Yaozi was worried that he had lost consciousness and had swallowed the corpse poison, so he took his place.

The skin and flesh around my wound finally returned to normal.

In fact, these were just superficial injuries. The most deadly thing was the corpse poison. After the toxin was removed, the body soon became full of vitality. After bandaging the wound a little, he got up to collect the corpse for Master Qi...

Although I am a ceremonial officer, this is the first time I have done this. When I agreed to the matter, I said it simply and neatly, but when I was wrapping the other person's head in my arms, my hands were shaking non-stop.

The other party's body was completely cold and could not feel any warmth. Because it had been dead for a while, corpse spots had appeared in some places. The face was even more sallow, and the mouth was slightly open, looking pale and pale.

It's like wearing a mask on his face.

I was holding the needle that was used to suture the wound in my hand, and for some reason, I kept thinking about how the other person was blushing and bragging when we went to the restaurant.

I suddenly hated my job. To put it nicely, I was arranging funeral arrangements for people, but I couldn’t even take care of the living people. I could only bury them. Isn’t this the greatest irony?

After being stunned for a moment, I sighed softly and then started to move my hands.

What Lao Diao Ye said is right, people pay attention to burying a whole body. If the whole body cannot be preserved, the best way is to use clay to replenish the body.

As the old saying goes, people are made of clay. From the perspective of the underworld, the clay body repair is indeed to maintain the whole corpse to a certain extent. As for the separation of the corpses, it is not just a matter of sewing. In short, it is

Sewing the flesh, not the skin.

Just hook the needle and thread on the flesh on both sides of the wound, and just pull the wound together to close it. Do not leave stitches on the skin. If the stitches can be seen from the outside, it is better to use clay to mend the body, because the stitches are left.

, even if there are clues left behind, the etiquette officials call this kind of stitches used to sew corpses "trouble in the future". Even if you are reincarnated, the place where the trouble will be left in the next life is still not reliable.

For example, if you were decapitated in your previous life and had stitches left in your neck when you were sewing the corpse, then you will also be decapitated in your next life. It is very likely that the shape of the wound at the beheading site will be exactly the same as the direction of the stitches in your previous life!

It was my first time to do such a job, so I was naturally extremely cautious. It took me a long time, and when I finally sewed the head on, my forehead was already covered with thin beads of sweat.

"You really have the talent for burying people running through your veins!"

Lao Bai said, I have been holding a dead person for more than an hour without changing my expression. If it were anyone else, I would have collapsed a long time ago.

I shook my head, thinking that if I hadn't been forced to this point, who would be willing to do such a thing? Then I asked Lao Bai not to be impatient and pick a place to dig a hole at the entrance of the tomb. However, the hole cannot be an ordinary rectangle.

It’s good to have a square meter, but you have to dig a little deeper.

After all, this is not a tomb specially built for Master Qi. If he enters here, he will be occupying the magpie's nest. If he becomes a ghost, he will be detained and used as a slave. Even the corpse will have to be dug out and thrown away.

Under such circumstances, there was only one way to bury him - a lotus burial!

Let him sit cross-legged in the tomb, squeeze the lotus flower in his hand, and eliminate the evil nature, just like a Buddha sitting in hell.

Legend has it that Ksitigarbha, who vowed not to become a Buddha until hell is empty, was suppressed in the underworld and often meditated like this.

By allowing him to be buried like this, he would be invulnerable to all evil. He would not be afraid of a dove occupying a magpie's nest. No one would dare to touch him. He would still be reincarnated. Even if the partial mark in his life will be very strong in his next life, he will still have to touch it in all likelihood.

The Taoist profession is either to be a monk or a Taoist priest. If not, you have to imitate foreigners and believe in Christianity.

"There is nothing we can do about it. Conditions are limited, so brothers can only do this."

After burying the seventh master with lotus flowers, I bowed to the grave and said: "Actually, it is not bad to join the Taoist profession. Maybe we will have a chance to meet again. I hope you can become a monk. Being a monk now is better than being a monk."

The Taoist priest is comfortable, and when we meet in the next life, I can shave your head."

Regardless of whether he was buried well or not, I finally had an explanation for him. After getting up, I briefly discussed it with Lao Bai and the others, and then set off again, heading deeper into the tomb.

We didn't give up. Even Lao Bai didn't say a word this time. The two living people were just gone. We got in with Master Qi's body lying on his back. We weren't afraid of the supervision of the dead. I'm afraid our conscience would be too much for us to retreat like this.

If you can't get through, you have to figure it out with the old fox.
Chapter completed!