Chapter One: Blood Body (Part 1)
After half an hour, the hole for robbery was digged too deep to see the end. Even voices were hardly can be heard from the hole, despite the young man would go up to the surface to get fresh air. The youngest got impatient, he shouted loudly through the hole: “Big grandpa, have you done yet?”
He waited for two or three seconds, and some unclear voices passed out: “we... dont know, you...stay up there, hold... the string.”
It was the voice of his brother, then he heard Old Smoker coughed: “Be quiet....Listen, I heard something.”
Then it was eerie silence.
The youngest knew there was certainly something went wrong underground. He was so scared that he could not speak a word. Suddenly, he heard some horrible sound like “Ke..Ke...Ke”, it was like the sound of a toad.
Then his brother broke out with a very loud voice: “Pull, brother!”
He was frightened to wait, so he stepped on the ground and seized the tail of the mouse tightly. He just pulled for a few times, and suddenly, the mouse seemed to be caught by something. The power from the opposite direction even pulled the string back to the hole. He never thought about this situation , so he was nearly being pulled inside the hole. He thought quickly and tied the end of the string to his waist, then he leaned back as much as he could. The angle between his back and the ground was nearly 30 degree. This was a method he learned to play tug-of-war with the boys lived in the same village, and he could put all his weight on the string now. Therefore, he would be able to hold it for a while even if his opponent is a mule.
As he expected, the string was hold still between him and the thing in the hole. They were all using all their effort, but no body can take an advantage. They remained stalemate for more than ten seconds, and he heard a gun shot. His father shouted: “Run! Son!!!!” And he felt a loose of the string. The mouse shot out side the hole, and something seemed to be attached on it! He could not care anything anymore. He knew there was something very bad happened down there, so he grabbed the mouse and escaped using the fastest speed he had.
He ran out for more than two miles before he dared to stop. He took out the mouse from his pocket and suddenly screamed out because of scare. It was a bloody broken hand. He could recognise this hand and cried out. It belonged to his brother. He was maimed even if he was not dead. When he thought about that, he decided to go back to save his father and brother ignoring his fear. He was just gonna to turn back, and he suddenly saw a bloody red thing squatted behind him. It was staring at him.
He was not a coward. As he experienced a lot of dangerous situations with his father, he had seen strange things happened. He knew that any thing could have happened under ground. The most important thing was do not panic but think quickly. It had to be remembered that no matter how fierce a monster was, it would not be stronger than a living human being. No matter is was a black ghost or a white ghost, it needed to follow the physical rule. There would have no thing left to be afraid of if you shot it to death. (This two types of ghosts will be explained by the writer in a later chapter, if I remember right.)
He calmed down when he thought about that. So he stepped back, at the same time, he grabbed the home-made revolver in his hand from under his belt. He pulled the hammer back and got ready to shoot in case the thing attacked first. What shocked him was that the thing stood up! The youngest looked carefully at it. Suddenly, he felt chilly all over him and his stomach was very uncomfortable. It was a person peeled off the skin. Blood was all over him, like he squeezed out of the skin by himself. For a person like that could still move was truly unbelievable. Was that the true face of a blood body?
By Angelia210
April, 12, 2013
《盗墓笔记》作者：南派三叔
第一章 血尸
50年前，长沙镖子岭。