I didn’t get angry. I turned my head and went out into my room, then I fell into bed.

I didn’t get angry. I turned my head and went out into my room, then I fell into bed.

Next to thirteen, it has been very even and started snoring, snoring …

There is a good theory here about how low the temperature will be when the sun comes out, and it will definitely be warm-although we are struggling in the snow, we don’t feel cold at all.
Now we will follow Liu Shuangyin in the direction of the last jacket.
Forty or fifty minutes later, we arrived at the jacket position, but when we saw it—
There is no such thing as a corpse here!
Liu Shuangyin suddenly panicked and almost didn’t cry. "Master Leader, I didn’t lie to you … it’s really, really here …" He said and gave me a "You must believe me."
"It’s okay. I believe you can’t calm him down if you don’t give him a steady heart." The body can’t say the traces of the problem here, and you can see something. I patted him on the shoulder. "Don’t panic.
Looking out of the corner of my eye at thirteen little Wang Xi has stepped forward and is ready to start pounding in the snow.
Liu Shuangyin suddenly turned into a turn-over serf, jumped up to sing and patted his chest. "I was a good hunter before I became a soldier, but my eyes must be found out for you."
"Yes, come on, I’ll go in and pass Sang Yu with a smile, but I’ll lower my voice." Stop looking for something and keep an eye on it-let’s put a whistle on it. "
"well
This area is not very big. We soon found the evidence Liu Shuangyin said from the snowdrift, blood stains and scattered pits. Haloxylon Chai and Liu Shuangyin didn’t find the broken shotgun last night.
"What’s so powerful that it breaks when it’s caught?" Thirteen looked at the shotgun a few times and asserted that "if the gun body with iron plate is broken by hand, the strength should exceed 200 kilograms, and the general goods can’t reach it unless it is …"
We agree with each other! ?”
We are half-sure and half-inquiring, and naturally we want to see other people’s opinions. Wang Xi obviously didn’t pay attention to what we said and kept tossing and turning; Zheng Qu is not a middleman in the practice. He doesn’t know much about the difference between corpses and scorpions, and he didn’t interrupt and listened honestly. Sang Yu nodded. "This thing is not impossible-why don’t you look at the blood and make sure?" She frowned. "If there is a Hiderigami or a joke, we estimate that the hand is a little dangerous."
That makes sense. We have to listen, don’t we? Thirteen and I started looking for blood stains without saying anything.
Zombies are divided into three categories, so I won’t go into details. If there is a clear classification after biting, if there is a simple one or two’ stiff’ bite, the person dies directly. There is not much difference between the wound and the blood, that is to say, it seems that the automatic coagulation ability of the wound blood has disappeared, and the blood feels like water and flows like red ink. At the level of corpse, if you bite a dead person, the dead person will come back to life and become a zombie. Before you die, you can see that the wound is black and the blood begins to be mixed with green, and it feels sticky and sticky. The last level is the scorpion. At this time, the dead will not be resurrected into zombies, but will soon start to rot and stink. Generally, the corpse will be almost the same after more than 20 hours, and then the body will precipitate a toxin, which is the real ptomaine. At the same time, this rotting corpse can move for three to five days, which will spread the ptomaine everywhere and cause plague to pollute the water source.
Our country has had this knowledge since ancient times, but the propaganda all said that we should pay attention to the infection and dysentery during the drought, which was actually because we were afraid that the drought trigger was Hiderigami, and carrion was produced to create an epidemic situation.
Of course, this is the general situation, and it is not clear what the low temperature of several degrees will be like.
It’s my usual practice to treat a dead horse as a living horse. Find it first!
In this way, we really found a relatively large pool of blood, and took a look around. Although the blood was frozen into a blood clot, there was already a rancid smell in it-it seems that this rot has been going on all the time, but it was slowed down by low temperature.
Suddenly I also remembered Liu Shuangyin’s description of "… the wound rotted and stinked …"
At that time, it was only a few hours before death, and I was able to get to the point of stinking and leaving the carrion. I really couldn’t think of any possibility
As we were talking about it together, we heard Liu Shuangyin start calling "This way …" This guy is dozens of meters away from us, covering his nose with one hand and waving with one hand, looking excited.
Looks like we found something!
As soon as I approached, I smelled a sour smell. It felt like someone vomited here after eating garlic, which could smoke the living to death.
"Oh zheng qu there seen such a disgusting scene immediately threw up!
I don’t look good, but I still have to, right? So I covered my nose and took a closer look …
I wiped it. That’s amazing!
There is a pool of carrion juice in the snow nest, and the color is colorful and mixed with a little cloth. It feels like a pile of shit chewed up and spit here, and then a piece of rotten soup is added to the brain juice. It looks like a pile of corpses and worms. It should have been dormant here to enjoy the carrion dinner, but it was opened and now it is struggling to resist the cold and death.
The direct result is that the soup overflows and splashes!
Suddenly I returned!
"Did Brother Liu find out?" Wang Xi that goods across the distance hey hey le "see clearly!
"I see your sister I scold to avoid a few meters hello Liu Shuangyin" go away and I’ll deal with it.
"Oh, oh, okay, okay."
As soon as my hand turned over the paper, I read the net mantra, and with the other hand, I took out the thread incense, and then I put my foot in the hexagram steps and began to circle around the snow pit-in order to avoid the splashing corpse liquid, my circle was really big, and finally I had to slow down the chanting speed.
But in the end, I finished reading, and I was exhausted.
"… Yin and Yang are established. With the last spell, the paper tape in my hand flew into the pit with a touch of fire, followed by a pair of red candles thrown in and burned up.
There are turquoise flames in the firelight from time to time, but after burning, the smoke is all white, which is about the same-just then I saw the snow pit rushing away!
Shit! I forgot that this is the snow in the snow. Didn’t the snow put out the fire?
I was just saying that I didn’t know how to do it. Something flew by and suddenly fell into the pit. The fire didn’t rise, but the smoke increased as soon as it started.
"Hundreds of holy names! White and dense, I feel right now-the French king has turned to refuge together! Holding the precepts is as unholy as slandering Jin Jue Mahayana medicine Shang Shizun. As the spell sounded next to it, the smoke actually began to chug at it, as if it were being smoked by an exhaust fan.
Thirteen little face remains the same "Peacock Lingtong blessing Buddha oil is to help exorcise evil spirits. The corpse can be twice as powerful-don’t you worry about putting out the fire with snow water?"
"wipe! Buddha oil
I immediately understood what this thing was!
Buddha oil is a tantric specialty, which alone makes it impossible to scare away even the imps, but if the instrument is put on it, the power will be doubled-it feels like a new CS plug-in through the wall, and if you do, you can directly shoot the bullet through the wall.
It’s just ten or twenty seconds before the snow melts and extinguishes my flame. The white smoke has disappeared, leaving an ordinary flame burning slowly.
As soon as the Buddha oil is lit, it not only increases the exorcism effect, but also changes the taste. Some kind of strange fragrance wafts in the air and the stench disappears. This is finally coming.
Everyone began to observe the environment.
Liu Shuangyin’s account overlaps with the reality, and I really concluded that this is where Xu Dingguo’s body was at the beginning. Although the body is not here, there are still traces of intermittent snow dragging along the road. I believe that I can find the rotting corpse soon-I need to destroy this thing before there are more problems!
Section one hundred and ninety-nine Kazakh winter nest
In winter, there is no sunset or the feeling of rising out of the east is very simple. The sun emerges from the clouds to shed sunlight or hides in the darkness of the world.
There are seven winter nests beside the beacon towers in the silvery white melting furnace.
The winter nest is the winter residence of Kazakh nomads. There are two kinds of houses for Kazakhs. One is that the yurt in spring, summer and autumn is similar to the yurt, but the top is much sharper. All the materials add up to only three or four hundred kilograms, which is easy to disassemble and carry. The winter nest is a low house with flat roof, wood and soil as the main materials for them to build a winter house.
There are several families in every winter nest. They will return to this place in winter to form a small group to protect the sheep and livestock against wolves. When the grassland flies up again in the next year, they will chase the rich water plants and graze the sheep again.
Abai-Jiang, a 36-year-old Kazakh, is a member of this small group. Although this circle has been growing for many years, it is always so seven families-there are not enough grass roots hidden here.
Abai-Jiang Dongwo was trying to knead dough to prepare dinner. Suddenly, he heard the dogs screaming outside, and the sound was loud and loud. At the same time, all the dogs began to bark, and suddenly the outside was screaming.
Wolves?
Abaijiang didn’t dare to delay. She wiped her pants and reached out and took a shotgun from the door. Her wife also took another shotgun almost at the same time.
Even teenagers have a horse-chopping knife
Kazak folk customs are tough. Men and women can ride horses at the age of seven, and at the age of 12, they can start fighting wolves with their parents. They are no strangers-