I was very confused, thinking about the day when I would squat at him so that I could investigate what this guy's purpose was.

I went to the woods and picked a new batch of wild fungus, and it didn't come out for about a week, the snow here has basically melted, and there is no snow cover, but I also found a lot of wild mushrooms, which looked non-toxic, so I also collected them back by the way.

Spring is approaching, which means that there will be spring tides, and no matter how bad the spring rain will continue to boost the water potential, the tide will rise and fall at that time will continue to bring a batch of stranded fish and shrimp, etc., and it will be a gluttonous feast.

As I was collecting these mushrooms, my hands seemed to touch something, this thing had a strange texture, some of the texture was hard, but it seemed to be a little sticky, I dug up the soil out of curiosity, and as soon as I peeled out the little deep soil, I almost vomited, the smell was obviously the smell of some corpses rotting!

I rushed to the side, vomiting for a long time, and was about to cover the soil, but found that it was a corpse that had just been dug up, but there was something on this corpse that I was all too familiar with, military boots! Field boots!

Could it be that this is the dead GI?

I summoned a tree trunk, sharpened it with a bayonet, and then slashed it until the corpse was completely exposed, and it still had a little scattered carrion, and there were disgusting maggots, and the stench was unbearable, and its skull was deformed, and the neck bone had obvious fractures, and I could tell that it had been crushed and its neck was broken, even though I was not a forensic doctor, and that it had been crushed and its neck had been twisted.

It also has a few M777-style 5.56mm bullets in the pocket of its clothes, which can fully prove its identity as the last survivor, the guy who went to the cave with the jade pendant and was killed in the woods, and the creator of the diary.

However, I always thought that he must have died in the tree, and it must have been the work of the giant deer, but now judging from the state of death, it is obvious that it was not the beast that did it, otherwise this soldier would not have died in this state, let alone in this place, or underground, instead of being directly on the ground.

I found two thinner wooden sticks, and used chopsticks to clip things out of his pocket, these are all available resources, and now there are only a few three or four ** in the gun, and this time it can be supplemented with six, which is also commendable, and it is extremely appropriate for hunting and self-defense.

And after taking out the bullet, there was a cloth of clothes inside, which he tore from the vest he was wearing inside, and I also clipped it out by the way, the first thing was written "help me", and there were even many exclamation points at the back, so that I could deeply feel his despair at that time.

This should be his last handwriting, the font on it is more ugly than the diary, but it can be seen that it was written by a person, because it is the habit of using a pen with the left hand, and the color of the pen is the same, and the pen is also in his other pocket, but that thing is not useful, and when the ink is used up, it is almost cumbersome, so I didn't take it.

I couldn't understand the other foreign languages, so I could only clip the paper, sweep away the maggots on it, put it in my backpack, and plan to take it to Yunwen to help translate.

"What would it be like if it wasn't that monster? Strength can crush people's heads, could it be it? But if it is, why is it brought to its head and buried? I asked, feeling more and more ominous.

I've always felt that this incident seems to have something to do with his recent visits to spy on us, but hopefully I'm not thinking about it.

I can only know the answer when I take it back and translate it with Yunwen.

After taking it out, I buried it again, covered it with earth, piled some stones for it by the way, bowed to it, and left.

Returning to the old house of Living Spring, the girl immediately came out to greet her when she heard the sound, and Song Bailu took the lead and said: "Why have you been there for so long, Sister Yunwen was shouting to find you just now, and we are also discussing." ”

I walked into the house, the girls followed, I took a cup of tea and drank it, put down my backpack, and then said, "I should have come back earlier, but I accidentally found the body of the reporter who wrote the day, found the clue it wrote at the end, and buried it by the way, so it was late." ”

After speaking, I opened the backpack, took out the brown and white cloth strips, and put them on the kang, and everyone immediately covered their noses.

"The smell of decaying corpses." Song Bailu said.

"Yes, after Yun Wen wrote it down, we will burn it immediately, so as not to affect everyone's appetite." I said.

Yun Wen covered her nose, leaned over to take a look, and after a few minutes, said, "You can burn it." ”

I immediately summoned two wooden roots, took them out, took a torch and lit them.

After coming in, Yun Wen said to us: "It is written about his last experience, he said that he knew that he was dead, that the monster had caught up with it, that the whole mountain was shaking, that the whole forest was shaking, that this huge orangutan monster was going to take him to the nest for love, that every time spring came, it was to find a mate by killing people, he said that he had seen the bones of its lair all over the ground, and then the cloth said that he himself missed his wife, missed his mother and so on. ”

"Huh? What logic is it to seek a spouse by killing people? "I was amazed and incredulous.

"It is possible that many creatures usually use some special ways to prove their strength when seeking mates, such as antelopes and deer will attract and pursue mates through duels between the two sides, and there is a bird called tern that will win the heart by bringing small fish to the female tern in its mouth, and Bigfoot should seek mates in the same way as terns, relying on the best food to attract mates." Song Bailu said.

"But why not other animals, but people?" I asked.

"I think it's because human flesh is rarer, and rare things will be easier to attract partners, after all, the rarer it is, the higher the gold content." Song Bailu said.

"These all make sense, why is the body of the person he used for courtship finally buried?" I asked.

"I don't know about this, but burying it may also be to preserve freshness, just like we make wine, but maybe we buried it and forgot to pluck it, this is my guess." Bai Lu said.

Then I thought that I had been to that place a lot before, even when the snow melted, but I had never smelled the smell of a corpse, but recently I accidentally touched the exposed white bone fingers, which means that they have been dug up and moved recently, and then added to it, but the soil is more perfunctory, so it is shallow, so the finger bones were touched by me.

If so, then it confirms everything Bai Lu said, it may be trying to use the corpse to continue to seek a mate in the spring, but seeing that it is only white bones, it is too polite!

Therefore, it has recently begun to peep at us frequently, presumably to make up some attention, perhaps looking for a new person to give it a "bride price" to find a partner.

So, the look in its eyes that night...

"Zhou Bo, didn't you tell us that the Bigfoot monster once let you go? And those fish are given to us to eat, how can it kill people? Yun Wen asked.

"I thought so too, but the white cloth clearly said so, and I can't be sure." I shook my head and said.

"Don't say such horrible things, it's scary, okay? This barren mountain and remote mountain is inhabited by infiltrating people, do you still talk about this, do you still want people to live? Hurry up and deal with the fungus and mushrooms, one by one. Song Yingchun said complainingly.

The words are not coarse, even if it is, we can't move away now, the wheat is not ripe, and it will be a big loss if we leave, so we can only take care of the things in front of us...