SHMS :: Volume #2

#101: Who makes the shroud, who must skin

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A height and body weight to 180 robust men, in the hand are grasping a lipstick quickly, slowly apply passed/lived on the lip, the expression is infatuated like the young girl, this scene simply as strange as the extreme, feeling in Manager Zhang heart, is not disgusting and disgusting, but is the deep fear. 一个身高和体重都快到一百八的壮汉,手里握着个口红,慢慢的在嘴唇上涂过,表情陶醉如同少女,这场面简直诡异到极点,张经理心中的感觉,不是肉麻和恶心,而是深深的恐惧。 He thinks immediately the strange aspect, believes this matter, absolutely with strange related! 他立刻想到了灵异方面,相信这件事,绝对跟灵异有关！ He thinks to run away, deeply inspires, flushes away to the door fiercely, only listened to bang one, the gate to fasten. Manager Zhang makes an effort to pound the gate, but this leaf of originally has fallen apart, even door lock no gate quickly, unexpectedly could not open. 他想到逃走,深吸一口气,猛地向房门冲去,只听砰的一声,门关紧了。张经理用力砸门,但这扇原本已快朽坏、连门锁都没有的门,居然怎么也打不开了。 Manager Zhang falls down in the gate, slides, sits on the ground, desperate then looks. 张经理扑倒在门上,滑下去,坐在地上,绝望的回头看去。 In Old Wang apply Haokou, does not know where from fishes out eyebrow pencils, since with a small bronze mirror, is tracing the eyebrow to the bronze mirror, traces the eyebrow, while snort/hum a song, is the voice of woman! 老王涂好口中,又不知从哪摸出一只眉笔,和一面小铜镜,对着铜镜描起眉毛,一边描眉,一边哼起一首歌,是女人的声音！ Snort content, is not generally the popular song, but is a ballad of Huangmei Opera tune, Manager Zhang only listens to several words vaguely:...... Passes through the gate, black thump, delimits to catch fire, is lighting a lamp, has a look to look, who makes the shroud, who must skin...... 哼的内容,也不是一般流行歌曲,而是一首黄梅戏腔调的民谣,张经理只依稀听出几句词:……进了门,黑咕咚,划着火,点着灯,看看看,谁人做寿衣,谁人要扒皮…… An extreme chill in the air, crawls following the back of Manager Zhang, spreads the whole body, making him feel to have a parched mouth, wants to call, he even a little wants to cry. 一股极度的寒意,顺着张经理的脊梁爬上来,遍及全身,令他感到口干舌燥,想叫叫不出来,他甚至有点想哭了。 Possibly is the ray is unsatisfied, Old Wang crooked body, bronze mirror happen to the face of Manager Zhang, in the bronze mirror, is not the face of Old Wang he sees, is not oneself, but is a face of woman, the face must look like white/in vain pasted a paper, is opening two pitch-black eye that does not have the white of the eye, a hand is lifting the eyebrow pencils, is consistent with the Old Wang movement rhythm, cautious is looking at the eyebrow. The corners of the mouth are hanging a happy smile. 可能是光线不满意,老王歪了歪身子,铜镜正好对着张经理的脸,在铜镜里,他看到的不是老王的脸,也不是自己,而是一张女人的脸,脸白得像贴了一张纸,睁着两只没有眼白的乌黑的眼睛,一只手举着眉笔,跟老王的动作节奏一致,小心翼翼的瞄着眉毛。嘴角挂着一丝甜蜜的微笑。 Suddenly, he discovered oneself probably, shot a look at one, the mouth split, shows a faint smile, the mouth to the root of the ear place, from the tooth gap between teeth, has flowed out wipes the green liquid...... 突然,他好像发现了自己,瞥了一眼,嘴巴裂开,微微一笑,嘴巴一直咧到耳根处,从牙齿缝里,流出一抹绿色的液体…… „Ghost, the ghost......” Manager Zhang felt that oneself had not gasped for breath, the instinct of seeking livehood makes him wave both hands, paddles on the ground, crawls backward, has crawled the lower part of wall, touched upside-down a signboard, behind presented a dark space, was a very covert small room. “鬼,鬼……”张经理感觉自己喘不过气了,求生的本能让他挥舞着双手,在地上划动,向后爬去,一直爬到墙根,碰倒了一块牌匾,后面出现了一片黑暗空间,是一个很隐蔽的小房间。 Manager Zhang wants not to think, worms one's way into. 张经理想也没想,钻了进去。 The pale ray, shines together from the room, Manager Zhang turns the head to look, is a very ancient oil lamp, is placed on a red wood small table, immediately the entire head thinks how to escape, simply has not gone to think why the oil lamp can oneself shine, gate pass/test good small room, flustered has moved the table, withstand/top in the gate. 一道惨白的光线,从房间里亮起来,张经理转头望去,是一盏很古老的油灯,摆在一张红木小桌子上,当下整个脑袋想的都是怎样逃生,根本没去想油灯为什么会自己亮起来,把小房间的门关好,慌慌张张的搬过桌子,顶在门上。 Out of the door hears the knocking at a door sound, very light three, as if buckle on the heart of Manager Zhang. He retrocedes slowly, at this time, „squeak squeak” the sound, some corner from the room conveys, Manager Zhang turns the head to look, in the room the corner/horn, is putting a model very ancient bed, a very thin mosquito net, blocks the upfront. Taking advantage of the light, can see a very thin person vaguely, is sitting slowly. 门外传来叩门声,很轻的三下,仿佛扣在张经理的心上。他缓缓后退,这时候,一阵“咯吱吱”的声音,从房内某个角落传来,张经理转头看去,房间里角,摆着一张式样很古老的床,一道很薄的蚊帐,挡住正面。借着灯光,能依稀看到一个很瘦的人,正在慢慢坐起来。 The bedboard exudes squeak squeak the sound, his ( her ) bone, is also exuding the sound that jumps. 床板发出咯吱吱的响声,他(她)的骨头,也在发出咖蹦蹦的响声。 The mosquito net two sides perfect fitting of seams places, drop down to insert seven Spike from, inside that person holds their palms together, is doing obeisance to seven nails did obeisance, uppermost that nail then slides automatically, she did obeisance, is a nail falls...... 蚊帐两边的合缝处,从上倒下插着七根长钉,里面那人双手合十,对着七根钉拜了一拜,最上面那根钉便自动滑下来,她又拜了一下,又是一根钉滑落…… Manager Zhang sits on the ground, the last nail slides shortly, the mosquito net was lifted, the hand that a pair turns yellow witheredly, extended, lifts the mosquito net slowly. 张经理一屁股坐在地上,眼看着最后一根钉滑下来,蚊帐被掀开,一双干瘪发黄的手,伸了出来,将蚊帐缓缓掀开。 The woman who wears the qipao, sits in the bedside, puts out a hand under the bed, fished out embroidered shoes, the set on the foot. Is straight and black hair, covered the face. The women touched a comb from the bedhead slowly, started to comb the hair, most stretch/open Lianlu, was a skeleton...... 一个身穿旗袍的女人,坐在床边,伸手到床下面,摸出了一双绣花鞋,套在脚上。一袭又直又黑的的头发,遮住了脸。女人又从床头缓缓摸到了一把木梳,开始梳头,将大半张脸露了出来,是一副骷髅…… She combs the hair, before while snort/hum, „Old Wang” snort/hum that strange song: Is lighting a lamp, has a look to look, who makes the shroud, who must skin, who must skin...... ” 她一边梳头,一边哼着之前“老王”哼过的那首诡异的曲子:点着灯,看看看,谁人做寿衣,谁人要扒皮,谁人要扒皮……” She lifts the hand slowly, aims at Manager Zhang. 她缓缓抬起手,指向张经理。 At this moment, the Manager Zhang cell phone made a sound, he extends the set off soft finger, pulled out to pull out several times: Presses down the answering key, the been filled with fear, turned into this pitiful weeping and wailing: „Help, help!!” 就在这时,张经理的手机响了,他伸出发软的手指,掏了几次才掏出来:按下接听键,满心的恐惧,都化成了这一声凄惨的哭喊:“救命,救命！！” Suddenly, a hand builds from behind on his shoulder, Manager Zhang turns head suddenly, sees a dripping with blood the ugly face, opens big mouth, is baring two rows of high-pitched and fine teeth...... 突然,一只手从后面搭在他的肩膀上,张经理猛然回头,看到一张鲜血淋漓的鬼脸,张大嘴,龇着两排尖细的牙齿…… „......” In the Manager Zhang throat sends out a strange sound, the tight nerve has broken finally, head to side one crooked, was motionless, the cell phone is still lifting in the ear, in the receiver broadcasts a voice of woman: „Manager Zhang, what's the matter, which you are, Manager Zhang?” “咯……”张经理喉咙里发出一声怪异的响动,一直紧绷的神经终于断了,脑袋向旁边一歪,不动了,手机还在耳边举着,听筒里传来一个女人的声音:“张经理,怎么回事,你在哪,张经理？” An ugly face, approaches the cell phone, sends out giggle laughter that a similar mouse said. 一张鬼脸,凑近手机,发出一阵类似鼠叫的咯咯笑声。 „!” Zhou Jingru discards the cell phone, the complexion frightens palely, gawked for several seconds, turns the head to look toward Ye Shaoyang, chestnut sound said: „I hear a woman to smile, the good fearful sound, like...... is not a person!” “啊！”周静茹一把扔掉手机,脸色吓得惨白,愣了几秒钟,转头朝叶少阳看去,栗声道:“我听到一个女人在笑,好可怕的声音,不像……是人！” Ye Shaoyang frowns, quickly picks up the cell phone, pastes on the ear, the cell phone is still talking over the telephone, has not actually heard the laughter, only hears a moving fast sound, as if in snort/hum song. 叶少阳皱起眉头,急忙捡起手机,贴在耳朵上,手机还在通话,却没听到笑声,只听到一个飘忽的声音,似乎在哼着曲子。 „Had an accident, walks!” Ye Shaoyang grasps the backpack, dashes, at this time the rain almost stopped. Three people following the path of mud, run in the work site direction. “出事了,走！”叶少阳一把抓起背包,飞奔出去,这时候雨差不多停了。三人顺着泥泞的道路,朝工地方向跑去。 „Does Shaoyang, go?” Xie Yuqing runs while said. “少阳,去哪？”谢雨晴一边跑一边说道。 „Seventh Grandmother temple!” “七奶奶庙！” Both girls stagnate, Zhou Jingru anxious saying: „How do you know Manager Zhang in inside?” 两个姑娘都是一滞,周静茹紧张的说道:“你怎么知道张经理在里面？” „In is not, has a look to know.” “在不在,去看看就知道了。” The one breath runs in the Seventh Grandmother temple, discovered that the gate of temple closed. Ye Shaoyang is without hesitation, spiritual talisman pastes together, feels yin qi to diverge instantaneously, the gate opens. 一口气跑进七奶奶庙,发现庙堂的门关上了。叶少阳毫不迟疑,一道灵符贴过去,感受到一股阴气瞬间散去,门吱呀一声打开。 Ye Shaoyang takes out a fluorescent baton, wears in the wrist/skill, then said: „You carefully!” The starting to walk footsteps, passing through the gate, saw an shocking picture: 叶少阳取出一支荧光棒,戴在手腕上,回头说道:“你们小心点！”迈开脚步,一进门,就看到了一副触目惊心的画面: The man who a worker dresses up, lies down on the ground face up, the mouth opens to a big way, both hands hold a pencil one thing, inserts the throat of oneself, the whole body of fresh blood stream is. 一个工人打扮的男子,仰面躺在地上,嘴巴张到最大,双手捧着一根铅笔一样的东西,插进自己的喉咙,鲜血流的全身都是。 Ye Shaoyang squats, inspected, kills his is not the pencil, but is eyebrow pencils of woman. 叶少阳蹲下去,检查了一番,杀死他的不是铅笔,而是一支女人的眉笔。 Shortly after the people just died, the body also has the residual heat, immediately cuts the middle finger, lowered a drop of blood on his forehead, drew one simply three fork talisman writing, with the middle finger holding down ghost gate, meditated Soul Summoning Incantation, searches for in the nearby...... 人刚死不久,身体还有余温,当下划破中指,低了一滴血在他额头上,画了一个简单的三叉符文,用中指按住鬼门,默念了一遍招魂咒,在附近搜寻起来…… After a half minute, he stands, in the eye full is the surprise. 半分钟后,他站起来,眼中满是诧异。 „What's wrong?” Xie Yuqing quickly asked. “怎么了？”谢雨晴急忙问道。 „Could not find its soul, not in human world, submerges Yin Division, was buckled.” “找不到它的魂魄,不在人间,也没入阴司,被人扣了。” Xie Yuqing is covering mouth, surprised visits him. 谢雨晴捂着嘴,吃惊的看着他。 „Big Brother Shaoyang, that side has a gate.” Zhou Jingru points at corner saying that Ye Shaoyang looks up, beyond the entry a signboard, the front door it is estimated that was being blocked by the signboard, has not seen here also to have a room. “少阳哥,那边有一个门。”周静茹指着角落处说道,叶少阳抬头看去,门洞外倒着一块牌匾,估计之前门被牌匾挡住了,没有看见这儿还有一个房间。 Ye Shaoyang walks, shoved open the door. 叶少阳走过去,推开了房门。 Xie Yuqing and Zhou Jingru follow, the atmosphere does not dare to breathe. 谢雨晴和周静茹紧随其后,大气都不敢喘。 In the room shines an oil lamp, Ye Shaoyang is seeing Manager Zhang, sits on depending on the bed of wall, is in a daze. 屋里亮着一盏油灯,叶少阳一眼看见张经理,坐在靠墙的一张床上,发着呆。 „Manager Zhang! You how?” “张经理！你怎么样？” Zhou Jingru called one, must pass, was blocked by Ye Shaoyang, sighs, to Manager Zhang, is saying one to make the two miss absolutely terrified words of: „How do you die?” 周静茹叫了一声,就要过去,被叶少阳拦住,叹了口气,对着张经理,说出了一句令两个姑娘毛骨悚然的话:“你是怎么死的？” ( Monday, took to recommend the ticket brazenly, hopes that everyone generous support, announced that because the reader 1 crowd cleaned up many zombie powders, the vacancy, asking everyone first to fill up one crowd entered 2 crowds again, 1 crowd of numbers: 31830781) (周一了,厚着脸皮要一下推荐票,希望大家多多支持,还有公布一下,由于读者一群清理了不少僵尸粉,还有空位,请大家把一群先填满了再进二群,一群号码:31830781)
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