The sun was warm, and Zhao Xiaoche, who was riding a motorcycle all the way, was still choked by the cold wind of winter and spring communication. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The head is fine, there is a helmet cover, the back of the hands and knees are not so lucky, the cold is swishing, the cold is into the bones, and the back of the hand is even more red by the wind. People are always like this, when they come, they fantasize about preparing everything and setting off in a hurry, but when they really get on the road, they begin to regret it.

The motorcycle that had been extinguished was left on the bank of the river by Zhao Xiaoche, and hung on the handle of the motorcycle along with the helmet. Although there is a layer of ice on the surface of the river because of the cold weather, it seems that the river is not deep, Zhao Xiaoche rubbed his hands angrily, and bent over his ass to carefully look at the river, and finally on the west side of the riverbank, he saw some hooves mixed with dirt.

The dirt was very fresh, he judged, the west side of the ice was deeper, and it seemed to be stranded by something below, high bulge, the horse hula past, even the ice was not destroyed, he carefully stood up and tried, except for the reflection on the river surface was a little dazzling, although the person stood on it a little slippery, but quite strong, he jumped a few times in a row, after confirming that it would not collapse, he went back to start the motorcycle.

The ice was a little slippery, Xiao Che hung a second gear, buzzing forward, he curled up his sleeves and wrapped his hands, walked forward very slowly, and slowly drove a third gear behind, as soon as the speed of the motorcycle accelerated, the tires began to slip, as soon as he refueled, the back of the tires was continuously crushed out of the ice slag, plus there was an ice ridge in front, and when he hit it, he almost didn't have an upside-down onion.

By the time we reached the other side of the river, the trousers of my legs were already covered with specks of mud. When I looked up, the people I had seen faintly in the distance had disappeared.

Don't dare to slack off, directly accelerate to the fourth gear, buzzing ~ rushed forward. Judging from the terrain, there should be a mountain road not far away, and he was a little worried, if these people entered the mountain, the mountain road was rugged, and there was no guide, and it would be troublesome to chase after them.

…………

"Hey, Wang Bajin, it's here, uncle's legs are sore!"

The cold wind gusted in the mountains, and after passing a stone bridge, the little white face began to grumble. His skin was white and tender, and he was tired and panting as he walked. It's okay to ride a horse, but as soon as you hike, your legs are weak.

"Yes, wow, why don't you let us rest for a while, it's not too late to rest and then hurry." Someone shouted in the back.

"Rest the pockmarks, the turtle grandchildren hurry up!" Wang Bajin turned his head, "The more you rest, the more tired you are, so let's go quickly." ”

His ass twisted and twisted in front of him, and in front of him was a steep slope paved with stones, and he didn't see this guy hesitating, pouting his ass, dragging the weedy roots, and stepping up. But he didn't stand firm and almost fell.

The little white face remembered to coax, but the one-eyed guy rolled his eyes at him, and raised his hand as if to fan him: "Be respectful to Lao Wang, do you hear?" ”

"Uh-huh, okay." Little White Face said. When dismounting, everyone bundles dry food and water from the horseback into a burden and carries it behind him, carries a gourd around his waist, drinks when he is thirsty, and eats a few mouthfuls of flatbread when he is hungry. He had a hunch that the kid would catch up, this guy looked unusual, his eyes were bright, and besides, he wasn't familiar with the gang in front of him, so he left a little trace along the way.

At every bend, he quietly placed a broken branch and stone, and he felt that he had to do it, whether it came or not.

Walking further, a group of tombstones suddenly grew on the hillside, and looking to the right, it was still. Su Mouse's heart was startled, only to see that there were one after another high and raised mounds buried there, which looked like they had been a long time old. There was a new grave there, and on top of the grave were paper figures of all sorts of colors.

I don't know if it was because of my heart or if it was really like this, when I passed by the cemetery, the air around me suddenly became cold, blowing on my neck, like tickling, everyone watched quietly, and did not speak. Until someone shouted, there are ghosts!

A group of people screamed and ran forward.

When Wang Bajin saw it, he scolded: "Damn, we are going to rob the tomb, just this little guts, don't be scared to pee your pants if you really encounter that thing." ”

When the one-eyed guy heard this, he immediately asked, "Lao Wang, have you encountered it?" ”

Wang Bajin sneered and said, "Yo, scared? ”

The one-eyed guy patted his chest: "I'm afraid of a bird, if I'm afraid, I won't come with you." ”

Strange to say, as soon as he said this, a paper figure on the grave sat up, and smiled at the little white face, and the little white face shouted behind him, "Brother, ghost, ghost!" "I ran along.

The one-eyed guy didn't even look at it, he directly slapped him, and said angrily: "Disturb the morale of the army." ”

The little white face covered his face, did he really see it?

One-eyed guy: ", where did the ghost come from during the day!" ”

The little white face rubbed his eyes and muttered, no, why did the paper man lie back again.

At noon, the sun began to penetrate into the clouds, passed a moorland and a mountain beam, entered a canyon, and then in the distance, they saw someone beckoning to them.

The corners of Wang Bajin's mouth rose, saying that there was no need to be nervous, it was our people. He came to meet us.

The clothes that the man was wearing were not the same as those of a normal soldier, although it was an armor-like costume, but the workmanship was exquisite, light and slim, and he was dressed very spiritually, but the person's face was obviously wrong, and when he received someone, he whispered something in Wang Bajin's ear, Wang Bajin was shocked "Ah", made a gesture, and asked everyone not to wait, and walked in quickly.

It was a hillside from top to bottom, and the hillside was still a vast field, and when I went downhill, I saw a lot of tents set up on the wasteland. Some people were boiling water, some were chatting, and then, on the opposite side of the tent, there was a dark hole, and soldiers stood on the left and right sides of the doorway, and people were constantly pulling things out of the hole, and their faces were haggard.

One of the cars was covered with a white cloth, and when it was close, there was a strange smell, and when the wind blew, that unpleasant smell volatilized, and it was indeed unpleasant, like the smell of rotting corpses. Nobody knew what it was, everyone's eyes were on it. Soon, however, as soon as they arrived, they were called into a tent. When Zhao Xiaoche arrived panting, the soldier just pushed the things in the car to the side of the road, and without saying a word, he also covered his nose and dumped the things in the car.

Zhao Xiaoche glanced at it curiously, and then a piece of blood flowed wet from the white cloth, accompanied by the unpleasant smell of rotting corpses, Zhao Xiaoche opened it and saw that it was a dead person.

However, his lower body is not.