When I returned to the crowd, their lives had not changed in the slightest, and they were still fighting. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info bored sleep lazy sleep, Shiratori is still writing his bastard novels, old black has done something meaningful, he uses his knife to cut the woods into long grass with sharp points, he wants to make weapons for us, he even wants us to form an army, but no one plays with him, everyone else just wants to be comfortable, t steal the leisure when he is proud.

Seeing Lao Hei clumsily dreaming of rescuing Sharia, I wanted to tell him that he didn't have to cut branch by branch until his hands were calloused, but I kept my mouth shut, I knew that if he knew that there were weapons in the cave, he would definitely be impulsive, and I didn't tell anyone until I was ready. I let him go in vain.

York somehow learned our trick, and he took the initiative to shake his hand with someone in the crowd. Say hello with a smile.

At noon, someone couldn't stand the ghost weather in New Negia, and he jumped into the ditch and took a bath, and York was anxiously gesturing beside him, and no one paid attention to him.

He swam about like a little fish in the little ditch, and from time to time he frolicked with the men on the shore. When they threw him bark or stones, he dived to the bottom of the water, and the people on the shore saw that he was not angry with him, so that more and more people threw bark, and it rained bark and stones in the little ditch.

Someone in the water can only dive longer, and if he doesn't want to be crushed by the bark, he can only do that.

This time he dived for about six or seven minutes, which is indeed a bit long for the average person.

"He can really dive," said Bai Mian, who was waiting with the bark of the tree.

"Something isn't right." I said as I approached the small ditch with the white bird old black.

I looked at the water, and it was as calm as a mirror. I can't see people's tracks at all, and I don't understand anything. Just as we were concentrating, suddenly, he emerged from the water. When I first arrived, I thought he must be trying to scare us, to get revenge on us for throwing him with bark. I was about to go away when suddenly he shouted, "Help, help."

It was as if he was being pulled by something, one moment he was pulled to the bottom of the water, the next he was strung up, like a rope race.

No one could figure out the situation, and no one dared to act rashly, and if he had cramps in his hands and feet, someone would have jumped into the water and rescued him.

Someone is struggling in the water. Another person next to him, what was the relationship between him and someone, no one knew, but he jumped into the ditch.

But in the end the two were pulled to the bottom, and this time they did not come up for a long time, but there was no movement, and we are sure that they are dead. But they didn't dare to go into the water and pick up their bodies. We could only wait quietly on the shore for his body.

"Could there be some monster hiding under the water?" Shiratori asked, not asking anyone, he was asking himself.

No one paid attention to him. Two more of us were lost, so the heavy feeling of grief dispersed at once, and the grief was more of guilt, we didn't have the courage to save him, and the other person died. After a few more minutes, a corpse of them slowly floated from the bottom of the water, and I asked Shiratori to scoop him up with a wooden pole.

After the deceased was picked up by us, his face was pale, and there was blood in his seven orifices, and slowly his whole body turned black, and I looked at him carefully, and the blood seemed to be sucked dry.

Lao Hei also saw this phenomenon.

"Vampire," the old man said in alarm.

"Your vampire is in the water, I think it's a water ghost," Shiratori said.

Shiratori's words aroused the attention of all the Chinese in the crowd, and everyone looked at him.

"It's really a water ghost, we have a legend that looks like a man and a monkey, and hides in the water to make a living by sucking human blood," Shiratori said.

"You've seen it," I asked coldly.

"Not really," he said.

"Don't look at it, if people die, they will die, let's disperse"

"We're going to have to bury him, or he'll rot quickly, and he'll stink." Old Black made a suggestion.

In the end, we worked together to bury the two men, and at the beginning of the burial, we were drowning in the stench, but then it became a custom to cut it, and Shiratori borrowed the old black knife and carved a tombstone for the two deceased. Gu Bainiao said, set up a tombstone for them, so that they will not become lonely ghosts, Bainiao doesn't know, in fact, we have to be lonely ghosts since we landed in this place.

He used the pen he had hidden to inscribe the two tombstones, and we remembered the inscriptions, and we didn't know their names, and they didn't have nicknames among us, so we didn't know what to write. "Hurry up and inscribe a word, our great writer," I said, taking his pen, and wondering when his pen ran out of ink.

Finally, Shiratori wrote "unfortunate" on the tombstone, and the other "martyr". Two simple graves were inaugurated, there was no time on the tombstones, there was no news. Later, Shiratori also roasted a kangaroo and picked some wild countries to honor the two men.

"If I die that day, you remember, make me a grave, and the name will be Shiratori," Shiratori said to me as if he had left a will.

"Have a ready-made" I made fun of him.

"." Shiratori said with a half-smile and half-anger. From this time on, we had the custom of graves, and we built a tomb for each person who died, and planted all kinds of flowers and plants on the grave.

We quickly recovered from our grief, and it was not who died to be selfish, so no one would be sad for a long time, grief was just an infection of the atmosphere.

There are twenty-eight of us left, and who will get out alive, or what will happen in the process of getting out, I really should tell you in detail.

After the funeral ceremony was completed, they began to discuss the cause of death of these two people, Lao Yu has always endured that it was the vampire in their mouth who killed these two people, and Shiratori has always believed that it is a water ghost, the Eastern and Western cultures are different, so the two have different opinions, in order to prove who is right, Shiratori and Lao Hei decided to stay by the ditch to catch this unknown species hidden in the water.