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Chapter 323 2021.8.20 The Strange Corpse

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    (Summary: Things have become like this I am a little scared)

    Yesterday, I dreamed again I was assigned to go to a cemetery to dig out the corpses inside, so I took a shovel through the wide door opening of an old-fashioned building to an old street where the cemetery is located.  The street is not too wide, with towering old-fashioned residential buildings on both sides. The tomb and the door opening just passed are almost on a level line. You can see it from the door opening, and it is on the inside across half the width of the street. It is very good.  try to find.

    The tomb is relatively small and square, with mounds of soil sporadically protruding from it, and a thick-edged square frame made of stone inlaid around the square.

    Then I started digging with a shovel. Occasionally, pedestrians would pass by on the left half of the street, back and forth.

    From the corner of my eye, I can see that the street on the left is illuminated by sunlight, but the side of the tomb is in the shade.

    While I was digging, I was thinking about how decomposed the corpse under the soil was, and I was a little worried that I would dig out the maggots on the corpse. Those bugs are very disgusting.   Then I thought about it, wondering if maggots were used to bury people alive in ancient punishments.  Imagine that if people were buried alive like that, the fear and nausea that the buried person might have before death, as well as the expression and state of death that the corpse might show before death.

    When a part was dug, the head and part of the upper body of the corpse were exposed in the square tomb, which was wrapped in cloth with a layer of soil on it.  The burial pit went straight down, and the body was buried standing up like this.  Only after seeing this did I understand why the tomb is so small and square.  But usually the corpse is buried flat, this is weird I don't know what it means.

    I dug for a while, almost down to the waist of the corpse, the part of the cloth covering the head of the corpse became loose during the period, and part of the face of the corpse was exposed, which was also covered with a heavy layer of dust.  Since I have something to do, I put down the work at hand and walked out the doorway to the left.

    The place where I do business is not far away, but I am always a little worried about the corpse. I feel that I didn¡¯t clean up the scene when I left just now, and I regret that I didn¡¯t wrap the cloth that wrapped the corpse tightly before leaving.  There was an accident.  The more I thought about this series of problems, the more worried I became, and I hurried back after finishing the work.  The result was that I was afraid of something. As soon as I walked to the doorway, I saw the corpse in the old street tomb inside, struggling to pull out the lower half of my body from the soil, and part of it was already pulled out.  Out.  the corpse came back to life!  ?  I subconsciously had a sense of panic and avoidance, thinking that I had been digging him just now, and part of his face was exposed from the shroud during the period, and it is very likely that he saw me  of.  If I appeared rashly, I might be recognized by him. This situation made me feel uneasy.  So I didn't dare to go forward, so I had to hide on the left side of the doorway and continue to observe.

    Later, I saw that the male corpse successfully climbed out of the soil and stood on the road. He was covered in dirt, dark pants, light gray jacket, short hair, and thin in the middle.  He limped forward along the old street, walking a little slowly, and he could see that there was a problem with his left knee.

    When he was out of my sight, I stepped forward again and looked to the left from the door opening.  Not far to the left is a half-blocked red brick wall in the street. Looking at the wall, there is a passage door on the left side of the wall, and a few silver old-fashioned bicycles are placed under the wall on the right side. The male corpse is playing with the one near the door.  It seems to be riding.  On the right side of the male corpse, a young man in a yellow sweater was fiddling with another bicycle, as if he was locking and locking the bike, completely unaware of the weird male corpse on his left.  And the male corpse didn't seem to have any thoughts about anything other than bicycles.

    Seeing this, I was really nervous, so I retreated behind the doorway.  My mother was standing next to me, and I didn't dare to look at the man's corpse again, for fear of being discovered by accident.  But I was curious about what he looked like now, so I asked my mother to stand at the door and take a look at the current situation to tell me.   After all, the male corpse has never seen his mother, so be safe.

    My mother stood over to watch, but what I saw was not only the resurrected male corpse, but also some other people in the old street. I looked at my mother's expression from the side and seemed to be unable to distinguish it for a while.  So I told my mother that the dead man was wearing dark trousers and a light gray top, with a limp on his left leg.  So my mother continued to search according to the target,butat this moment, at the entrance of the old street opposite the door, a clean boy wearing a yellow sweater and dark pants moved from left to right.  Walking byI recognized at a glance that this is the male corpse I dug upbut in such a short period of time, the male corpse has changed again and again, and now it seems a little different from ordinary people  There is no difference.  Only I know that he is actually a corpse that came back from the dead.

    Immediately, I felt that the situation was very bad. The male corpse that had been resurrected from the dead was more capable of discovering me in this state.?I am also more afraid of being discovered by him.  So I pulled my mother and turned around and ran, and then we ran back to the old yard of my grandma's house on Daxing Street. There was no one in the yard, so it was safe for the time being.  Mom was in the front yard, and I ran to the back yard to use the toilet.

    When I came out of the toilet in the backyard and came to the front yard, I saw many relatives coming to the house. Everyone helped each other and soon set up a round table in the corner of the dark kitchen, and then sat down around the table one after another.  Judging by the number of people, it is necessary to squeeze in a corner and set up a round table.  The space is limited, so we can only squeeze when the second table is placed.  There is a small square table on the right hand side of the kitchen door, and two relatives sit behind it.  The one outside is a middle-aged and elderly man who is somewhat bald, and he doesn't know who he is.  He kindly grabbed me a handful of sunflower seeds from the big bag, which were prepared by relatives just now, and they were distributed to everyone.  There is still sugar in the back bag, and it has not yet come to the table. The elder who held me the sunflower seeds is eager to bring me some more candies.

    When I took the melon seeds with both hands, I felt strange, I didn¡¯t know what I was doing, and I was also worried that the resurrected male corpse would find this way, thinking that the courtyard door of my house was open, if it really found this way  Then you can come in directly worry (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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