Chapter 60 – The Conservative Sands

Fatty and I have a thought floating in our heads “python bone”? The skull is very similar to a python, I do not understand what it is used for, what python to be so precious to store? I heard that snakes can make wine, is it python bones can also make wine, we hold up the candle head from the top to see the bottom, a see the tail bone immediately understand, is the bones of the brocade scale quail, which is much larger than in the incinerator can be encountered, it seems that the Hundred Eyes Cave at least once there were more than two, fell into the incinerator of the one is also counted as it is unlucky, poisonous snakes in fact, most afraid of the oil and smoke, it is a matter of time before it died in the hearth, originally I was going to, if we can Originally, I also intended, if we can survive this, will go for that poisonous quail corpse pick bones, its value is very expensive, can change foreign currency, to support the world revolution is a huge contribution, if you can with the loss of cattle thing offset, perhaps the old sheepskin and Ting Si-Tsiang will not be blamed.

Fatty asked me if this brew was an antidote to poisonous medicinal wine. I shook my head and said: “The creatures of the world, are one thing to one thing, I have not heard of their own grams of their own, quail bone can not be quail poison, this should be a common sense …… “I said these words, a heart also seems to sink to the bottom of the sea, can not help but disappointment lifted his hand and touched the quail bone containing the glass bottle, but the candle was not expected. The glass bottle containing the quail bone, I did not expect the candlelight on the hand, the back of my hand was full of fine red rash, the fat man also hastily raised his hand to look at, the same situation with me, the two of us were immediately like a pot of snow, which is probably in the corpse ginseng poison.

But we have not yet had time to be sad, we found that the candle head trance light, we raised two palms, in that glass bottle reflected the shadow of three palms, I thought it was a glass reflection of a kind of reason, but which seems to be odd, so the fat man pressed that hand down, in front of the glass wall, but there is a shadow of the palm of the hand, motionless stretched out there, I and the fat man can not help but backward half a step, the storage cabinet. There is a dead man in that storage cabinet who stretched out his palm to us? Or …… is there someone behind us imitating our movements? I hurriedly turned back to look backward, and there was no abnormalities, Fatty once again raised his hand and shook it against that glass, the shadow of that palm on the bottle was still motionless, and there seemed to be a dead man in the storage bottle of the �bones�.

I probed out and circled around the quail bone storage bottle wanting to see why there was a dead body in this bottle, when Fatty suddenly slapped me behind me, “Don’t look for it, that little hand seems to be in the cabinet.”

I turned my head to look at the fat man, he held the candle, raised his hand toward the surprisingly large specimen storage cabinet pointed, I followed the direction he pointed to look, although the candlelight trance, the huge specimen storage cabinet inside the weak light is very vague, but in our angle, you can see a five-fingered palms, propped up in a thick layer of glass containers, I and the fat man looked at each other, in unison, asked We looked at each other and asked in unison, “There’s a dead specimen in the cabinet?”

This big storage cabinet is too big, like a small airtight container, which are loaded with a variety of complete animal specimens, roughly see this layer against the outside, including the white bones of that brocade scale � seems to be some giant poisonous things, I don’t know how these things are divided into categories, but the human body is non-toxic, why do you want to put the specimens of the dead body with these poisonous insects and beasts in one place? Could it be cultivating corpse poison? This doesn’t seem reasonable, that’s why we subconsciously asked each other, but who to ask? Ghosts? Anyway, this answer is impossible for us four living people to know.

The glass container in the depths was out of reach, after a little hesitation, I took the candle head in Fatty’s hand, intending to drill in to see what was going on, Fatty advised me, “What use is a dead person to us? Let’s hurry to look elsewhere, may be able to find a female quail in the neighborhood, then our close comrades may still be saved ……”

We have heard that the brocade scale stork is a variant of the Mori stork, with one female for every hundred males and one female, the brocade scale stork is already very rare, and the female stork with brocade scales that can produce black wind is even rarer, and it is said that the female stork is non-toxic, and that the medulla oblongata and bones in the skull can solve the poison of the male stork, so if we can find a female stork, we will surely be able to save Ding Si-Tian, however, the Hundred Eyes Cave doesn’t produce any Mori Stork, so it is not even a one in a million chance that we can find a creature whose origin is already nearly extinct. The chances of finding the creature that has almost gone extinct in its place of origin are not even one in a billion, using a popular adjective at the time to describe the fat man’s conception – a new heavenly dream.

But I also have a little bit of fantasy about that one in a billion chance, if the Japs got the female of the brood scale cormorant and made a specimen to store it, this possibility is not theoretically not impossible, so I intend not to give up hope, and I will look for every corner of this storage cabinet, in short, I will not die until the Yellow River is gone, and I will not cry until I see the coffin.

So I said to Fatty, “Take a look inside first.” Said low drilled into the huge specimen storage cabinet, due to all the jars are strange shaped poison, I also dare to take it lightly, lest touched broken which bottle, carefully and slowly rubbed in, that inside there is a similar to the miasma brain flavor, spicy tears, I do not dare to breathe, closed the breath to that glass container, that bottle is also full of dark yellow liquid, due to the accumulation of liquid in the impurity is relatively more. Can only see from the inside of a hand pressed on the wall of the bottle, the hand is much smaller than an adult hand, the size of a child’s palm close to seven or eight years old, the palm seems to have a layer of transparent plastic film.

I thought: “I heard that the folk poisonous fetus and poisonous placenta, that is, with poisonous purple river car or something, can be made into poisonous drugs, this storage cabinet is full of poisonous, if the poisonous fetus is not surprising, but from the palm of this hand seems to be in the bottle is neither an adult nor a fetus, but a less than ten years old child, is it poisonous fetus by the potion hair bloated?”

This moment can not care about deep thought, I see only a body soaked in medicine, it is no longer on it to waste time, want to turn around to look elsewhere, but just when I just want to turn around to go to the deeper part of the storage cabinet, a glimpse of something, through the light of the candle can be seen in the glass container wall behind the hand, although and human hands are exactly the same, but there is no palm prints, each between the fingers, but also have a small red dots! My brain like a flash, how the fuck did not think of this point?

I turned back to greet the fat man, hurry to the outside of the bottles and cans are cleared away, Ding Sistern is saved, the fat man was stunned, does not seem to believe that there will be a miracle, but the miracle does not belong to the emperor of the gods, the miracle belongs to the proletariat, he fought for time and could not care less to ask me what, holding the storage of the bones of the bottle moved to the side of the big struggle, in front of the storage cabinet door to clear out an aisle.