Mortal Prison Chapter 3: Huodongzi

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This is the first time I have seen this!

In the crematorium, people are burned to a crisp, and the oily seeds are jumping around. In the end, the unburned bones have to be smashed with a hammer. I have seen that scene, but it is far less than what it is now. It was a direct stimulation. The skin of the King of Hell was as red as a soldering iron, and it also exuded the smell of Brazilian barbecue. It really stimulated the senses. For a moment, I had no idea. I could only pull the soldiers back again and again. It was purely instinctive. It's just good luck to avoid bad luck.

Dabing and I stood side by side, standing at the back. We were the first to discover the abnormality of the King of Hell. Dingbing, the grandson, was also frightened. He was very old and jumped around. If I hadn't been dragging him, I guess I've already turned around and left.

At this time, the King of Hell actually stopped, turned to look at me, and asked numbly: "Brother, what's wrong with you? The last time we met was not pleasant, but now it's different. Don't we plan to cooperate? Why do you run when you see me? Am I that scary?"

The distance got closer and I could see his face clearly.

This is a pale and pale face, very swollen.

He was originally a person with a rather thin face and gloomy eyes, who looked very sharp and vicious at first glance, but now his face was swollen like a bun, his pupils were dilated, and the pupils in his eyeballs no longer looked like a living person. It was so dark, like the eyes of a long-dead fish, unable to focus any attention.

This looks like a dead person!

No, to be precise, he is dead, and he has been dead for a while.

When he opened his mouth to speak, some yellow-green turbid liquid came out from between his mouth and nose. A stench came with the wind in the forest and hit me directly. I am very familiar with this smell, it is corpse water. the taste of.

After a person dies, the body will decay. During the decay process, protein and sugar will dissolve in water, forming a pool of liquid, which is corpse water, which is highly toxic.

To put it bluntly, it is the same as the soup that comes out after the meat is rotten in the summer.

Would this stuff come out of a living person's mouth and nose?

I continued to retreat, and there was a strange loneliness on the face of the King of Hell, like a child whose parents did not play with him. He was in a depressed mood. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and stumbled after me. Come up.

"Oh my God!"

The waiter exclaimed.

The King of Hell turned around and the situation behind him must have been clear to Brother Jun and the other three.

Now, seeing that the King of Hell is clinging to me, the three of them are not thinking about coming to help. As the saying goes, it is better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself. There is basically no chance of relying on them. If you retreat back and forth, there will always be no way out, so I will not retreat at all. Instead, he stepped forward, took one step forward, picked up the shovel in his hand, and cut off the King of Hell's head.

The King of Hell was confused and didn’t know how to resist. I hit his head firmly with the shovel.

With a loud "clang" sound, half of the head of the King of Hell was split open by me, and colorful things poured out from the crack.

However, he just shook his head, shook his head, and pushed towards me again.

"Soldier!"

I yelled and called for help from the soldiers.

In fact, the soldier was timid. This was the first time we encountered this situation. Normal people are weak, and those who are not weak are all tiger toys. But when he heard me calling him, he still rushed up, took advantage of the situation and touched me from the waist A hammer came out. He was tall and powerful, and he had extraordinary arm strength. He swung the hammer and hit the King of Hell on the head. The head of the King of Hell was as big as a rotten watermelon, and exploded with a "pop" sound. Tangtangshui splashed into the soldier's face.

At this point, the King of Hell finally fell to the ground.

But the soldier's eyes turned red, perhaps due to an overreaction in fear. He roared angrily, swung the hammer and continued to hit the already smashed head of the King of Hell. There is only one piece of skin left.

The red light on Yama's back became brighter and brighter.

I had an ominous premonition, so I stepped forward and quickly pulled the soldier away. The soldier was gasping for breath.

After a while, flames burst out from the body of the King of Hell, like fireworks, and the skin and flesh made a "sizzling" sound...

The flavor of Brazilian barbecue is stronger...

What was left after being beaten by the soldiers was a piece of skin, which shrank quickly in the flames. In an instant, it became the size of a fist, wrinkled like a dried orange peel, and the human face was facing me.

His face has shrunk smaller than that of a newborn baby. It is full of wrinkles, and his eyes and nose are vaguely visible.

Perhaps it was the twitching caused by skin atrophy. The corners of his mouth clearly twitched, as if he was smiling at me.

After that, the flames on his body faded away, burning even cleaner than a corpse refining furnace, leaving only a thin layer of black ash on the ground, forming a twisted human shape.

Hula...

The soothing mountain wind blew and stirred up the black ashes.

I shivered for a while, and before I knew it, my body was covered in sweat.

Could it be that... there really is a pit in this world?

This is the only thought in my mind.

"I beg to die..."

Brother Jun woke me up with a chuckle. He was like a shadow in the darkness, his voice was relaxed, as if it was not his companions who died, but me and the soldier. He waved his hand and said: "Why? So, Brother Xiaojiu, is this a trap this time? I didn’t lie to you."

What happened was completely beyond my knowledge, and my firm atheism began to waver. I hesitated, then forced a smile and said: "Brother Jun said that we two brothers are not allowed to touch this trap, so this is Let’s go.”

I do have the intention of quitting.

The level of evil in this trap is beyond my knowledge. There is no benefit in going in hastily. At least, I have to find someone knowledgeable to join me in the trap. Since Professor Qin’s clues were not found, I and Dabing went in first.

"Huh? That doesn't seem to be the case, right?"

Brother Jun seemed to be joking, but in fact his tone had changed: "You are here and you still want to leave? Brother Xiaojiu doesn't understand the rules."

I understand what he means.

Everyone who has seen the rules of the industry has their share, but there is still another sentence I haven’t said. Now that I know it, if you want to quit halfway, there is no way.

Who knows if you might have clicked on other people after you left halfway after seeing this?

When things come out, each person takes a share, and they do bad things together. Once they get in, no one runs away.

This is called a grasshopper with a rope, and everyone feels at ease.

If you really want to leave, you can, but you have to go out sideways. Only the dead man's mouth is secure, isn't it?

The soldier was a little irritable. He shivered and took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and smoked, but he had already grasped the hammer tightly with one hand.

I know him, this is a sign that he is going berserk.

But if we really fight, one of us must be here. Brother Jun is carrying a gun.

We brothers have traveled all over the world for so many years. When we come, we both come together, and when we leave, we have to be neat and tidy. It would not be good if one of us is left behind.

After pondering for a moment, I raised my finger and pointed in front of me and said, "This is it, do you still plan to continue doing it?"

"Why not do it?"

Brother Jun asked back with a smile, and then said: "I have stepped on this trap for almost two or three years. Brother Xiaojiu understands people and should know how many things are there. Nowadays, find a place that is old enough. It’s not easy to find a pit that hasn’t been touched yet.”

"Okay, it's okay if you don't leave, just follow the rules."

I walked towards Brother Jun step by step, and said as I walked: "I know what you are thinking, and I am thinking the same thing as you. I pointed at this vote and stopped. But I have heard of this kind of pit. , I haven’t encountered it yet, there are some things I need to figure out, for example, how did those three Ning Wu...die?"

Brother Jun shook his head and gestured to take a step to talk. I nodded and followed. Finally, we got into the pine forest. Brother Jun threw me a cigarette and we both lit it.

After puffing on the clouds for a while, Brother Jun said: "Same."

I was startled.

He added: "The way to die is the same. The three kings of Hell and Ning Wu are exactly the same. The one who was burned to death first had such virtue, and it didn't take long after the robbery hole was broken down to turn into a burning man and run out. The remaining After the two ran back, they died in the same way after a while. When one went to the toilet, his **** was spitting fire, and all the intestines in his stomach were pulled out. They were still cooked, just like braised pig intestines. . The other one was caught in bed while doing business with his mistress, and it was like a fire started due to friction. His mistress escaped with her life, but her leg was amputated, and the lower half was missing. This is what this woman told me."

I asked: "Do you know something?"

"Don't worry, follow me, you can't make a mistake. Someone has to open this trap first, and after opening it, two people will always die. It's normal, just let it go for a few days."

Brother Jun patted me on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "I blame the King of Hell for being greedy. I let him stare, but he himself wanted to play a trick on me. Brother Xiaojiu, I can tell you. I’ve told you everything, you have to believe me this time. Believe me, you and your buddy can’t die, and don’t even think about going against me.

As for the pit..."

At this point, Brother Jun smiled, with a very disdainful smile, and said lightly: "Brother Xiaojiu, you are not very old, but you can determine this acupuncture point. It is estimated that you have been in the industry for a long time, at least ten years." , have you seen a pit in the past ten years?"

I shook my head.

"That's right."

Brother Jun said: "I'm older than you. I've been around for almost twenty years. I've dealt with more than a hundred pits, but I've never seen a single pit."

I asked subconsciously: "Then why did you tell me about the pit in the first place?"

"At that time, I wanted you to quit, but I thought about it for a long time and changed my mind. I think it would be safer for you to come with me, so that you also encounter this problem. No matter what you see, you won't click on me, unless you want to go to jail together. I still have a lot of things to do, and I don't want to get involved at the moment."

Brother Jun spoke very directly, then waved his hand and said: "Okay, you don't need to ask anything else, just listen to me, you won't die!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Is there really no pitfall?

I'm still a little shaken. Based on experience, I don't believe this. But the King of Hell has been dead for several days and can still talk like a living person. I saw this with my own eyes. How can I explain it?

I sighed, fell into the predicament, and walked out of the pine forest quite helplessly. After thinking about it for a while, I went to the robbery cave where Ning Wu and the others had set up.

The Thief's Cave is not wide and only allows one person to pass through.

The soil inside was black, as if it had been burned.

I stared at it for a moment and said to myself: "Could it be that we encountered Huodongzi?"

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