Chapter 52 Drought! 4

"Hey, hey!"

"Is it the militia!" The village head ran back to his village head's office like the wind and shook the handle of the old telephone. As soon as the operator over there connected the number, he couldn't help shouting.

"You... Who are you, please?" A young man's voice appeared on the other end of the phone. Listening to his tone, he seemed to be surprised.

"I'm looking for your captain, Zhou Guangting!"

"No... I mean who are you? I'll register and then..." Before the young man finished his words, he was scolded by the angry village head.

"Next door to your mother! Ask Zhou Guangting to answer the phone for me. Something big happened in the village. Director Tiancun picked up the microphone, put his mouth almost on it, and sprayed the saliva of the microphone.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The young man was stunned and had to go to their militia captain to solve the problem. Listening to the blind voice, the village head was simply going to live a long time.

For about a few minutes, there was finally a movement on the other side of the microphone, and a heroic voice sounded: "Micro, who! I'm Zhou Guangting."

"I, Tian Guangrong..." The village chief said angrily.

"Oh, village head, what's the matter, say it!"

"Don't say anything. You son of a bitch quickly pulled a car of militiamen over and made a big leak. Hey, wait, don't hang up first, remember, bring two barrels of gasoline, can't you find gasoline? I can't grab it! I put the fuel tanks of those two trucks, and I will compensate them afterwards. Also, you'd better take the gun with you. The village head of Tian ordered.

"Damn, I said Lao Tian, you're making a hairy plane! Exercise or war?" Zhou Guangting's staring boss.

"Don't talk nonsense to me, hurry up! Big deal!"

"Oi, I'll be there in a minute!" Zhou Guangting seemed to hear something strange. His eyebrows frowned. He quickly put down the phone and ran outside to greet the militiamen. In his memory, the village head Tian has always been a calm and calm person. He is not procrastinating and orderly. It is said that he is still the best candidate for the next mayor. At present, he is so anxious. It must be There is something wrong. Is there a bandit? Is it unlikely in this peacetime?

A few hours later, more than a dozen militiamen with guns suddenly came to the village. One by one, their frozen faces turned blue and their hands kept stamping their feet. The villagers were immediately shocked. They came out of the house to see what had happened. But I saw that the village head Tian and Liu Da Shao also followed him.

After a while of greeting, the village head Tian commanded the militia to carry some large plastic buckets from the truck. They are all around the willow trees, and people don't know what the village head is going to do. Liu Dashao, who followed him, opened his mouth first. Ask the villagers to get more firewood from their homes. Farmers don't have anything else. There was something wrong with the firewood in every family. At the order of the head of the village, they just started to do it. Adults and children have been busy together for a long time. The hill is like a pile of firewood. They are also piled up around the trees.

The village head of Tian also ordered two militiamen with earth guns to remove the obstacles originally set up on the periphery of the tree. He piled up the firewood under the tree. He opened the barrel again, which was full of gasoline. A lot was poured on the firewood. After all the work is done. The militia leader asked the villagers to stand 50 or 60 meters away from the tree. However, they themselves are close, one by one, as if they were meeting a big enemy, full of vigilance. It turned out that the earthen guns on his back were all in his hand. And cracked the bolt.

Everything is ready before the villagers understand. The village head gave an order. A militiaman came over with a torch. At once, the pile of firewood spilled with oil was lit. The fire burned in a blink of an eye, and it became more and more popular.

The fire ignited by the firewood pile splashed with oil was burning in the silent wilderness, making a crackling sound. The temperature around the fire was getting higher and higher, and the people's faces were hot.

Looking at everything in front of them, the villagers don't know what the village chief is doing. The children didn't think so much, but were attracted by the spectacle of the fire in front of them. They stared at it with wide eyes.

Liu Dashao gave full play to his specialty at this time. Shi opened his three-inch tongue, found a green stone to sit down, and talked to everyone. Director Tian listened in front of him and did not stop him. He just ordered the militia to speed up and pay attention to his own safety to prevent the monster dog from jumping over the wall. After a while, the news of Alan's body's death and resurrence quickly spread in the crowd, and it is said that the chicken and duck viscera of each family were eaten by her. In addition, Liu Dashao talked about Alan's horrible appearance when he chewed his internal organs, the villagers were all scared to white, and the timid child sat down and cried directly. Those knowledgeable old guys saw that there were militiamen guarding in front of him, and there would be no baskets. They pretended to have a face that Taishan collapsed in front without changing their faces. They held up their crutches and pointed to the big tree, saying that the village head was right to do so. Alan was not resurrected from the dead, but a corpse. Fortunately, the village head dealt with it immediately, otherwise it would be done. That's it. There are hundreds of people in the village who don't want to run. Li Yang, the secretary of the secretary, also gradually knew that it was Alan in the fire. There is a good saying that one day, the husband and wife have a hundred days of kindness. After all, the two of them are still getting along well, so they hurried forward to order the militiamen to put out the fire, but they were coldly stared back by the village head and did not dare to chir.

In a blink of an eye, the willow tree has been swallowed up by the fire. At this time, the village head said again, telling everyone in the village to return to the village except the young and middle-aged men. So the old man, women and children went back one after another. Although several particularly naughty children refused to leave, after slapped their father twice, they had to pout and follow them home.

So there were fewer people around the fire, leaving only the middle-aged villager Hetian village head and the militia he brought. At this time, the village head waved his hand, and the militiamen took something from the cart. What is this! The villagers have never seen it. Is it a net made of some thin wire? The upper node is covered with five small iron hooks. Everyone started to spread these strange things around the fire. After they were ready to fix them on the ground, the village head asked everyone to stand in a circle around the iron net. The villagers didn't know it, but they just obededed the instructions of the village head.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the people standing around feel that the heat wave is coming. The burning face hurts. Many people couldn't stand it and looked back.

Suddenly, there was a movement in the tree surrounded by the fire. A pillar of fire in the middle of the already burning branches quickly twisted and jumped down from the top of the tree and fell on the burning firewood piles around.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding villagers and a few militiamen in their early twenties stood up, pointing and shouting. Some timid people even screamed!

At this time, something that fell into the fire cave continued to struggle in the fire. He stared at it boldly for a long time. Oh my God! It turned out to be a howling humanoid object, and the man had completely burned up. The pain twisted his body in the fire in an attempt to protrude from the fire. But the fire was too big, a lot of gasoline was poured, and the fire was very fierce. The humanoid object tossed in the fire for a long time, stirring up the fire. The firewood with flames flew around, scaring the people around them to retreat one after another to dodge the flames. But he still couldn't come out.

In the end, Alan was finally burned and jumped out of the fire with all his strength. Fall into the surrounding iron net that has been pre-paved underground. But at this time, she herself was already on fire. Whether she was a ghost or a ghost, the severe pain made her twist on the iron net. But the iron hook on the iron net immediately caught her. With the twisting of the body. The more you hold on, the tighter. Deeply embedded in her originally seductive body.

As you struggle, the stronger the hook is, the more it will be. In the end, Alan was exhausted. The struggle is getting slower and slower. Until it doesn't move anymore. The fire has not been extinguished. The smell of burning flesh permeates the air. The people around Xun just want to vomit. But no one moved. The great curiosity made them motionless as if their feet were nailed to the ground.

The fire gradually decreased, and the fire on Alan's body was finally extinguished. It was strange that her body did not turn into ashes because of the fire and high temperature, but a thick layer of coke formed on the surface of the skin, which was black, like a burnt yam.

When the village head Tian saw that the black smoke was rising higher and higher, he said that it could not burn any more, otherwise there might be an accident. Anyway, it was almost over. So he was relieved and asked a few men to go to the coffin shop to lift the coffin and bury it. At this time, Li Yang jumped out and said that he wanted to look at Alan again. He closed the coffin lid for him, which was a nostalgic. Director Tian is a person who is very wise, and his eyes are very poisonous. Naturally, he knew what Li Yang had done to Alan, but at this moment, he could still say this sentence, which also proved that he was not a cold-blooded animal, so he nodded and agreed.

So Li Yang stepped forward and was ready to cover the coffin board. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the coffin, Alan's charred body suddenly sat up and bit his arm. Although the woman's teeth were not as good as the tiger, leopard and wolf, Li Yang, who was also in pain, screamed. The head of Tiancun was not good, so he quickly asked Zhou Guangting to take a few people up. Control. After all, there were many people and they were bold. Seven or eight strong men put Li Yang out of Alan's mouth. Looking at the arm, it didn't hurt much. It was just a deep tooth mark with a little blood. After Alan bit, he did not move and lay back. The villagers said that it was a fraudulent corpse, even Zhou Guangting, a Northeast man. He also thought so. The head of the village was afraid that he would have many dreams at night, so he told Li Yang to go to the village health center to bandage the wound and disinfect it. Let the militiamen close the lid of the coffin, and don't forget to nail four big iron nails on the front, back and right, in case this thing bites again. The nails were nailed, and the militiamen also released a hundred hearts, so they carried Alan's body and bumped to the messy grave post on the other side of the dam.