Tang Fang opened his eyes.
it's evening, there's no sound. The moon is hanging in the woods. It gives out a kind of gray light, which doesn't really illuminate everything.
it's all weird.
of course, no one who is not afraid of death will come here in such a night, because they are already dead.
the air is filled with smoke and strong bloody smell. I feel nauseous.
in the evening, a small group of Chinese army and a small group of Japanese army were encountering here. Without knowing the number of each other's troops, they left dozens of corpses and fled in a hurry after an inexplicable and fierce gunfight.
Tang Fang is one of these "corpses".
Tang Fang is not very old. He doesn't know his age. When he found that the first beard like object began to appear under him, he was muddled into the army as a young man.
over the past ten years, he has been fighting with different officers. His superiors have changed one by one, and his brothers have changed one by one. Tang Fang has been able to live up to now, not only by luck, but also by not asking for credit, not showing off his head and not starting the battle.
so, Tang Fang is the only one who joined the army with him. Now, even the monitor hasn't joined the army.
so Tang Fang is the only one who has the life to continue to mix with him.
Tang Fang knew that in the face-to-face combat, the act of pretending to die didn't work at all, because when a slightly experienced army cleans the battlefield, it is customary for it to make up for the enemy's lack of penetration.
but in this small-scale encounter, it is very effective to pretend to die.
Tang Fang moved a corpse pressed on his body to the side, touched the bruised wound on the right side of the body, wiped the temporary blood on his face, stumbled to his feet, scolded his mother, and spat a thick sputum. Just about to leave.
suddenly, a few strange noises came from not far in front of him. Tang Fang frowned and thought to himself, "what did the little Japanese just find and turn back?".
it's too late to escape at this time. Tang Fang then looked around in the dim moonlight. He felt a telescope from a Japanese soldier nearby and climbed up to a big tree.
Tang Fang's heart mentioned his voice and eyes. Everything was quiet like a piece of ink. He only heard the ticking sound of the watch on the hands of the Japanese soldiers who had been dead for a long time.
after a while, the sound of footsteps stepping on the leaves sounded, and Tang Fang's heart came down. With so many years of experience, Tang Fang knew that the number of people who came here was not large, which should not be the voice of a well-trained team.
as he was getting closer, Tang Fang's heart suddenly came up again. His eyes were staring at the scene, and his big mouth seemed to be able to swallow a toad. Although the moonlight is not bright, Tang Fang's military trained eyes can see the scene ten meters away.
the leader is a Taoist. He is wearing a grey linen robe. He is wearing a straw rope around his waist. A string of people are tied behind the straw rope. Everyone is three or four steps away from each other. Behind the Taoist, his face is gray. His body is mechanically behind the Taoist. The Taoist has a small bell in his hand. The bell seems to have some magic The rhythmic voice is driving these people who are like corpses behind them.
"chasing corpses in Western Hunan!" Tang Fang almost called out.
Tang Fang grew up in a tuzhai in Western Hunan. Since childhood, I've heard all kinds of strange stories about the body chaser. But since I joined the army, my vision has broadened a lot. These mysterious body chaser legends are just magic skills displayed by some magicians in the Jianghu for Tang Fang. They are not worth mentioning, and I don't believe them any more.
However, Tang Fang didn't expect that today, he would actually see this strange scene of body chasing.
Tang Fang rubbed his eyes and strangled himself. Whether he believed in the theory of ghosts or not, he subconsciously thought that it was always unlucky to encounter these unclean things. He secretly gave a poo, but he didn't dare to speak too loud, for fear of attracting the attention of those "people".
sure enough, the Taoist seemed to stop and walk towards Tang Fang. A group of dead people also followed him. Tang Fang's heart couldn't help being nervous. Did the other side find himself?
the sound of the bell in the Taoist's hand is not clear and melodious, but just like the sharp point of a knife across the disk, which makes people's heart beat faster, especially harsh in the night sky. Tang Fang quickly hid his body shape. He dared not even show off the atmosphere.
fortunately, the Taoist just stopped at the place where Tang Fang counted three or four meters, crouched down, and looked at the dead body for a long time. In Tang Fang's heart, he said: what does this thief Taoist want?
when the Taoist lifted the corpses with one hand, they were as motionless as mud and wood sculptures. The Taoist turned his hand and took out a dagger from his waist. He quickly stabbed into the wrist of the Japanese corpse, and the dark red blood slowly flowed out, as if it was solidified. The Taoist turned his hand again and skillfully picked out a section of the hand bone from the Japanese corpse. Look in the moonlight.
Tang Fang can see the appearance of this Taoist. He is not old. He will never look more than 20 years old. There is no Taoist crown on his head, and he doesn't wear the ox nose bun that Tang Fang remembered. Instead, he just drapes it on his head in such a disorderly way. The long temples on both sides hang over his shoulders. If it's not weird, it's very attractive in ordinary times The beautiful man of strength.
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