He saw a man. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

More accurately, he saw a dead man.

I saw that under the root of the opposite wall, there was a male corpse sitting on his back, the male corpse was very tall, estimated to be at least 1.9 meters tall before his death.

The corpse was wearing a set of army-green military uniforms similar to the current mountaineering uniforms, wearing a pair of cowhide boots that were about to mold under his feet, and a military cap on his head.

Dimly lit environments, mysterious mounds and terrifying sarcophagi. Even Mo Feifei, a person who is used to seeing life and death, at first glance, his heart chuckles, not to mention Ouyang Qian and Bai Qiling, who were already timid, it is not strange to have such a scream.

After screaming for a while, Ouyang Qian suddenly covered her mouth, and her voice suddenly stopped. Because she suddenly reacted, if there was really something terrible in this, then wouldn't this scream tell those messy and dirty things that she was here.

She didn't want to kill herself.

Mo Feifei laughed: "It's okay, I've been dead for a long time, and I won't cheat the corpse." ”

He said so, but he didn't dare to be careless at all. Soon, attention focused on a hiking bag next to the man's corpse. This hiking bag is made of canvas, although it is not very beautiful, but it is very simple and looks very strong, and it is estimated that it will not be broken in another ten years.

Judging by the person's outfit and appearance, this man was more like an explorer than they had in their impression of a tomb robber.

I just don't know why, I died here in vain.

Generally speaking, expeditions are made in groups, not just one person.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Mo Feifei carried the homemade lantern, shook it from side to side, and sure enough, he found several people in the same dress as this person nearby, all of whom died here, about five or six people.

Among them, there are two other people who are supposed to be women (on their wrists, wearing a delicate and small women's watch).

This also confirmed Mo's judgment that these people were not tomb robbers, but an expedition team. If Mo Feifei expected it to be good, it was still an expedition with a mission.

It's just that how did the expedition team appear here? Could it be that it was also for the tomb of the old window?

Mo Feifei was careful about the movements around him, and he scanned the corpses left and right. Judging from their deaths, there must have been some kind of fierce struggle before they died, because one of them had no arm, and the severed hand was seen three or four meters away. There was also a person's head, rolling to the side.

Unless he was forcibly dismembered by external forces, he would not have had the courage to cut himself off.

He was looking at the dead, and the second daughter was also looking at the dead. However, people on both sides of the strait think completely differently.

Seeing them, Ouyang Qian and Bai Que Ling seemed to see themselves.

There was a voice in their hearts that was screaming loudly, but at this moment, it was as if chicken feathers were stuffed in their throats, and they didn't dare to let it out.

This is a normal reaction of a person after an extreme shock.

"What the hell is going on here?" Mo Feifei crouched down with curiosity and began to fiddle with the canvas bag that had fallen at the man's feet.

In fact, he didn't know what was in it, or what he could find in it.

But there was a power in his body, and the demons sent him to do so.

"Qianqian, give me the knife. Mo Feifei said to Ouyang Qian.

Ouyang Qian's upper and lower teeth trembled, and she trembled: "Extraordinary, what are you going to do?"

Mo Feifei: "I want to see who these people are, to see why they died here, perhaps, this cloth bag can have the answers we want." ”

Hearing what he said, Ouyang Qian didn't hesitate too much, and handed over the dragon tooth knife with black shark skin and many gems inlaid on it.

Mo Feifei took the Dragon Moon Knife from Ouyang Qian's hand and pulled out the blade inside.

The red dragon and the moon, and the white blade of the forest are so evil under the light of Ji Yingguang, and the glittering refraction light is so beautiful.

Mo Feifei took this extremely sharp knife and picked up the canvas bag three times and five by two.

After gently cutting off the canvas on it, the contents were quickly revealed.

There are more than a dozen things in it, what compasses, compressed biscuits, candies, daggers, pens, ink... There is also a notebook with a red shell and four large characters written on the cover - "Work Diary".

Those compasses, compressed biscuits, daggers, etc., are all useless. Only this "Work Diary" may have some answers that Mo Feifei wants to know.

He carefully picked up the yellowed notebook on the floor and opened it gently.

As soon as I opened the cover, I saw a few words written in a pen on the title page: Liu Jiandong's work diary of Order No. 9, December 1995. In the upper left corner of the title page, there is also a photograph. However, because of the passage of time, the people in the photo can no longer see their original faces.

Unexpectedly, these people have been dead for twenty years, no wonder they will decay like this. So, what is this "Order No. 9"?

With curiosity, Mo Feifei gently picked up the notebook and led the two beauties back dozens of steps.

This action is not superfluous.

Think about it, reading in front of such a skeleton male corpse, the feeling of oppression in my heart, not to mention how strong.

They didn't dare to look at the male corpse closely, in case the male corpse "got up quietly, lay on their backs, and read the contents of the notebook with them", the scene was extremely terrifying just to think about.

Feeling far enough, the three of them gathered in a circle and read the above content.

Mo Fei gently flipped the page number again, and began to turn the page from the first page. His movements were very light, holding it as if he was holding a heartfelt baby, for fear that if he made a big move, it would disappear.

Everyone is curious, and Ouyang Qian and Bai Que Ling next to them also forgot their fear for the time being, and looked at the red-shelled notebook with full attention. In order to comfort his heart, he bowed to him decently, and said the words: "Offended, offended".

After that, I dared to gather my spirit and read the words on it.

Of course, they are concentrating, and Mo Feifei doesn't dare to put all his attention on this. He also needs to keep his ears and eyes clear, and keep an eye on what is happening around him.

The entire notebook, from December 1, 1995, to January 15, 1996, spanned a full 45 days. Every day, this man named Liu Jiandong is recorded in detail. Of course, most of them are tedious daily life situations that don't do much good, but there is some information that can be quite useful.

(To be continued.) )