Chapter 30: Snow Stuffy
Looking in the direction of Dou Dabao's finger, he saw a person buried in the snow under a tree not far away.
Most of the man's body was buried in the snow, with only his shoulders and head exposed.
"Let's take a look."
The blind man said a word and walked over there with Dou Dabao.
I followed a few steps forward and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The man was wearing a dogskin hat covering his ears, and it looked like the back of his head was facing this side, and how could the collar of his exposed clothes be facing this side?
After taking two more steps forward, I suddenly remembered a certain record on the Hundred Ghost Spectrum, and my heart was suddenly excited.
"Don't go over!" I grabbed the blind man, "Dabao, stop!" ”
"Ouch, I'll go!"
Hearing Dou Dabao and Pan Ying exclaim at the same time, the blind man and I turned our faces and looked at each other, both of which were stunned.
Both of them fell to the ground on all fours.
Pan Ying didn't do much, Dou Dabao was carrying a big bag like me, and the bag was stuck in the snow at this time, and he couldn't turn over for a while, stretching out his arms and kicking his legs like a big king......
The blind man and I walked over and helped them up.
Pan Ying complained that the snow was too slippery while patting the snow on her body, and asked me what I was talking about, causing her to wrestle with Dou Dabao.
Dou Dabao rolled his eyes to look at me and the blind man, and said in horror for a long time:
"Someone put me down."
"What do you mean?" Pan Ying asked in amazement.
Dou Dabao looked at her with wide eyes, shook his head for a while and said:
"It must not be you, you don't have that much strength."
When I questioned the blind man carefully, I found out that he was in a hurry to save the man in the snow, and was running forward, when suddenly he felt that someone had grabbed the back of his neck by the collar and threw him backwards into the snow.
asked Pan Ying, but she couldn't tell how she fell in a daze.
"Why don't you go there? There wasn't much snow on that man's body, so maybe he could be saved. Dou Dabao said that he was going over again.
I grabbed him.
At the same time as I grabbed his arm, Pan Ying also reached out and grabbed the collar on the back of his neck.
Seeing me look at her, Pan Ying shook her head and let go of her hand with a dazed expression.
My heart is clear, this kind of sharp reaction is not what a reckless big back should have, eighty percent of it is her 'ancestor' who followed.
I told everyone to stand back, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, pinched it into a snow egg, and threw it at the head of the man in the snow.
"Poof", the snow egg is smashing on the back of the man's head.
The man was hit in the head, and he fell off his shoulder, and his bones rolled into the snow.
"Holy!"
The blind man and the others shouted in unison.
Pan Ying reacted particularly strongly, and said with a trill:
"Woe to you, you smashed his head off!"
"Look closely, that's not a head." I squeezed my eyes with palpitations.
Dou Dabao still wanted to come forward to investigate, but the blind man had already pondered a little at this time, and pulled him to prevent him from moving forward.
Pan Ying poked her head out and looked over there and said:
"It's really not a human head, it's just a hat wrapped in a big snow ball."
At the end, he scolded very gentlemanly: "Damn, who built the snowman here?" What about making fun of me? ”
Dou Dabao was stunned for a while, looked back at her, and swallowed with difficulty, "The head is fake, but the body in the snow is real." ”
Pan Ying was stunned, and reacted violently.
Indeed, the head is fake, but the body buried in the snow is real, and even the cut on the neck still seems to be bloodstained.
I beckoned to the three of them: "Go, leave it alone, let's keep going!" ”
The blind man led the way, and the four of them turned around and walked not far away, when they suddenly heard the sound of "woo ......" behind them.
It sounds like the mountain wind is howling, but it's more like a few people crying together.
Pan Ying didn't dare to look back, and asked in a low voice what was behind.
I stopped, twisted my face to look, and saw that her body in the snow was sinking rapidly in a "woo" cry, as if something was pulling it down from below.
The blind man and Dou Dabao also saw this strange scene.
The blind man asked me, "What the hell is that?" ”
"It's Snow Stuffy."
I was so scared that I rubbed my head hard and told him to lead the way, no matter what happened.
Dou Dabao asked me what is a snow stuffyman, a ghost or a mountain spirit and a wild monster?
I said that's hard to describe.
I thought about it carefully before I said: Xue Stuffy is also called the Dead Man's Tank, and it is a bit similar to the mountain spirit mentioned by the blind man. This thing is actually a dead man without a head.
Pan Ying asked, why don't you have a head?
I said that the deep mountains and old forests in the northeast are not as good as other places, and I don't know how many mountain spirits and beasts were entrenched in the early years, logging in the mountain fields, panning for gold in the golden ditch, and those bandit beards...... Later, it was occupied by Little Japan and established the puppet Manchurian ...... In short, there have been too many vicissitudes of life, and there are countless bones buried in the mountains.
In the early years, gold mining was all a matter of soldiers and bandits, and if someone wanted to take the gold particles out privately, once discovered, they would inevitably cut off their heads to show the public to set an example.
There are countless people who have been plagued by beards.
As for the Japanese devils, not to mention, in order to save bullets, which Wang Ba calf's knife was not stained with the blood of the Chinese people.
Those people were full of resentment when they were beheaded, and after death, they became lonely ghosts, wandering in the mountains all day long, and the headless corpses could become snow stuffy people who condensed resentment because of the special environment in the mountains.
This thing has no brains, it only knows how to harm people.
Their method of harming people is very simple, that is, they come out of the snow and attract people to pass.
It looks like a person stuck in the snow, but in fact, the snow is all empty.
As soon as a person walks over, he immediately has to fall into it, and it is difficult to come out again.
Because Xue Stuffy has no simple goal, he just blindly harms people, and as the years go by, he doesn't know how many lives he has been killed, so he calls this thing a dead man's tank. It means a jar dedicated to 'holding' the dead.
The blind man asked, "How did you find out that something was wrong?" ”
I said, "Don't you see that guy's hat and collar are reversed, this thing is evil, I know that I disguise myself as a person trapped in the snow, but I don't have a head, and the hat is worn backwards." ”
Dou Dabao sighed, "Alas, in the final analysis, it is still the common people who were killed, and they are also pitiful. ”
I shook my head:
"Dabao, you can't be soft on some things. That would only hurt others and yourself. Also, if you look closely, you'll see that the Dead Man's Tank isn't necessarily a good way. On the edge of the snow where it was outcropping was a crooked-necked tree, and there was a half-cut hemp rope on it. If I'm not mistaken, the guy hanged himself. ”
"How can a hanged man have no head?" Pan Ying asked puzzled.
I looked at the blind man and said nothing.
Pan Ying chased after the root of the question, I was in a hurry, took off the glove of one hand, and stretched out my hand in front of her.
"What do you mean?"
"You just stand here with your bare hands and don't move, until it gets dark, you just need a little strength to break your fingers off."
"What am I doing with my fingers?" Pan Ying wrung her eyebrows and looked at me for a while, and when she reacted, her face turned white, "You mean...... The head is ...... It's ......"
I told her to stop thinking about it, the more she thought about it, the more scared she became.
It is said that the old forests in the Northeast can eat people, and this time I finally saw it.
If it weren't for the fact that he had read the Hundred Ghost Spectrum before, or if he hadn't brought Pan Ying here, he had just entered the mountain not long ago, and I was afraid that he would die before he could leave the school.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, and large flakes of snow were falling in a hurry, the blind man hurriedly ran up a mountain beam, turned his head and shouted hello:
"It's here!"
The three of them ran up, and in the distance they saw a row of wooden houses made of birch on a hill of Pingtou Mountain.
A few people breathed a sigh of relief, and they were about to rush to the wooden house, when I asked the blind man how many years had passed since he came with the master last time, and how could he be sure that the forest house in the mountains had not changed places.
The blind man said that these wooden houses were indeed inhabited by the people who used to watch the woods, but even if they changed to a new 'stronghold', no one would demolish the old houses.
Anything can happen in the mountains and forests, and it is inevitable that there will be a person who is in a hurry and travels in the wilderness to miss the accommodation...... Even wanted criminals who went into hiding in the mountains.
No matter who it is, it's human life, and it's always good to have a place to stay and shelter from the snow.
The four of them came to the wooden house and looked around one by one, but found no one else, but some dried meat and vegetables hung on the beams of one room.
"It seems that this wooden house is no longer needed, and now the people of the forest live in mud houses." The blind man said as he placed the firewood and lit the brazier.
Pan Ying took off her hat, pulled her big back, looked up at the dried meat on the beam and swallowed:
"Since they have all moved to a new place, why didn't they take such good bacon with them?"
The blind man smiled: "If you don't have these things, what are you here to eat?" Could it be that you still go hunting? This is the tradition of the older generation, where hunters and travelers rest and fill their stomachs on snowy days; Wait for the next pass by, there is rich prey meat and vegetables, and then hang it up and leave it for later people. ”
Dou Dabao rested for a while, found an iron pot from the corner of the wall, took it outside and brushed it with snow, and came back with half a pot of snow and hung it on the brazier.
Seeing him continue the dried meat and vegetables into the pot, Pan Ying couldn't help but whisper:
"If we start a fire here to cook, will it attract people and bears in the mountains?"
"You think too much, don't say that there are fewer beasts in recent years, even if there are, they are all in the deeper mountains. Besides, the bears and blind people are hiding in the nest, who has time to take care of you. The blind man laughed.
Seeing that the meat and vegetables still had to be cooked for a while, I said that I would sleep for a while and get up at night to keep vigil.
After a day of mountain travel, I was exhausted, and I fell asleep not long after lying on the plank bed.
I don't know how long it took for me to wake up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Pan Ying who pushed me.
"What's wrong?" I sat up and looked at the iron pot that was already tumbling, but I didn't see the blind man and Dou Dabao, "What about the two of them?" ”
Pan Ying said anxiously:
"They said it's convenient, it's been about ten minutes, and they haven't come back yet, will something happen?"
I hurriedly jumped out of bed and took out a pair of stinging claws from my bag that I had prepared before entering the mountain. After thinking about it, he put the backpack he was carrying on his shoulders and said to Pan Ying, "I'll go find them." ”
"I'll go with you."
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