The fat man picked up the machete stuck in the ground and slowly walked to the water's edge just now, at this time the water surface had calmed down, only the flashlight was still on underwater, as if it was not too deep under the water surface. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When he walked to the water's edge, the fat man saw clearly, there was a person standing under the water, his face that had been blistered was pale and his face was looking at himself, what he saw just now was his face, a pair of eyes that had completely turned white, but not yet rotten eyeballs stared at him, and the fat man had goosebumps all over his body, and the flashlight fell on the arm holding the shore.

The fat man walked to the side and gasped a few breaths, calmed down his nervous heart, and then walked over again, although he didn't go down to the tomb much, and he didn't see many dead people, but now the one in front of him was the most terrifying of the dead people he had seen.

After calming down, the fat man plans to fish up the flashlight, this time the equipment is a professional equipment bought with a lot of money, the flashlights are waterproof, otherwise they can't be lit under the water until now, and they only have such a flashlight on their bodies now, without it, they will be unable to move an inch in this swamp.

"Brother, I just took off the flashlight, I didn't mean to disturb your rest." The fat man knelt down in front of the corpse standing in the water and whispered two words on his lips, and then he opened his eyes, but when he saw the white eyes that were foaming, his heart was pounding, like an engine, getting stronger and stronger, making himself breathless.

No, you have to get the flashlight back, the fat man gritted his teeth and put his hand into the water, but he found that he had just seen the flashlight stop on the corpse's arm, and he looked very close from the water, but when he touched it, he found that it was a little far.

No way, the fat man moved his fat body forward again, stretched his whole arm into the water, and was about to touch the flashlight, but found that the white eyeballs of the corpse standing in the water seemed to be staring at him, and he instantly felt cold, at this moment, he touched the cold flashlight in the water, hooked his fingertips, and grabbed it in his hand, just when the fat man wanted to get up, suddenly his face turned blue.

Holding a flashlight underwater, my hand felt like I was wrapped in something, and my arm actually seemed to be cramping, and I couldn't move at all, and it hurt very much.

The fat man shouted in pain, but his body was awkward and he didn't need his strength at all, and he rolled vigorously on the ground, wanting to throw his lying body above his face, but he didn't expect that his back slipped in the process of exerting his strength, and he felt bad in an instant, and his whole body actually slid into the water along the slippery moss, and the cold water choked into the fat man's nose in an instant.

The arm was still straight, but he was never willing to let go of the hand holding the flashlight, and he was thrashing vigorously in the water, but he couldn't touch it under his feet, and he opened his eyes in a hurry, but found himself struggling in the arms of the standing, white-faced corpse, and instantly felt anxious, and struggled even harder, but the corpse lay on his body as if it was moving, and pressed himself hard under the water.

The qi in his lungs had been exhausted, and the fat man had been poured several mouthfuls of water, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took the flashlight and his arm seemed to have strength, and he fluttered a few times, pushed away the corpse that was pressed on his body and floated to the surface, inhaled sharply, grabbed the mud on the shore, climbed up, lay down on the ground, and breathed hard.

Turning over, the fat man squeezed his mouth vigorously, and spit out all the water he had just drunk, but found that the water he spit out had turned black.

No, it must be discharged, the fat man hurriedly took out the first-aid kit from his bag, found a box of anti-detoxification and chewed it directly, and then breathed a sigh of relief, took the flashlight and shone it into the water, only to find that the standing corpse just now had fallen under the water at this time, and a standing corpse appeared behind him again.

The fat man took a closer look, and found that although the corpse's face had been soaked white, there was obviously a very large wound on the temple, and the skin on the side of the blister was drifting with the current, and the most important thing was that this corpse was very familiar, like a new guy from the family store, and he was wearing the jacket that was uniformly matched by the family store some time ago.

Another one died here, the fat man angrily took the machete and looked at the muddy ground fiercely, until he was too tired to lift his arms, but when he looked at the unrecognizable ground next to him, he jumped up in fright, and the mud was full of green nematodes like wool and fluff, and they were crawling everywhere after being cut out by the fat man.

After stepping on the green nematodes that were close to him a few times, he began to quickly test the surrounding mud to leave, while constantly calling Hua Dan's name, but this time the response was gone.

The fog was still thick, and the air was getting colder. The fat man looked up at the surroundings and the top of his head, and under the light of the flashlight, all of them were white flowers, and the fog was as real and visible as smoke.

The fat man could only shout Hua Dan while lowering his head and testing his feet, for fear that he would fall into the quagmire by mistake.

This is the fat man who suddenly heard Hua Dan's voice: "Fat man, where are you." ”

"I'm here, where are you, Hua Dan." The fat man responded anxiously, but he never heard Hua Dan's response again.

What to do, the fat man fell into a panic, he didn't know how to distinguish the direction, but vaguely remembered that before stepping into this swamp, he saw that there were woods not far away, but he walked for so long and still didn't go out.

The fat man sighed, and could only shake it out slowly, otherwise he didn't have any good way, lowered his head in the dense fog and held his machete in the thick fog to explore the way according to Hua Dan's own method, and he didn't know how long he walked, and he kept calling Hua Dan, but the silence around him was surprisingly quiet except for the sound of bubbles coming out of the swamp, until his voice was hoarse, and his hands were so tired that he didn't even have the strength to lift the knife.

Looking around, the dirt field he was in now was quite wide, but fortunately he made it to the ground, took out the tent from his bag and put it on the ground to prevent the insects hiding in the mud, and then took out the compressed biscuits from the bag and gnawed on: bite me to death and make me a full ghost.

After eating and drinking, the fat man put the machete on his lap, and squinted his eyes for a while, he was too tired, and his head was very messy, and he didn't know what to think about and fell asleep unconsciously.

Suddenly, his stiff neck loosened, and the fat man opened his bloodshot eyes, only to find that the dense fog in front of him had dissipated a lot, leaving only a thin stretch of wisps floating on the swamp, and he could vaguely see the woods not far away. (To be continued.) )