Looking at these half-crouched things that could only see their faces at this angle, I got goosebumps all over my body. I soon learned that these things don't move, they just move very slowly.

Their expressions changed, their joys and sorrows changed on each of the faces of these things beneath our feet, and as a somewhat familiar face appeared, I no longer had the will to escape.

The reason why this face is so memorable is because she is very special. This face appeared on the wall of one of the classrooms we entered for the third time, and she was the oldest of the students I had seen in these junior classes.

In the original classrooms, most of the photos posted were in the range of ten to fifteen years old, and there were many who were younger, but there were very few who were older than this age, and she was the only one who was the largest.

Her name is Yun Yao, and she should be nineteen years old when she posted the photo, and she is a very smart girl who looks very smart, with short hair and a very clean face, which caused me to look at it for a long time, so in the following period, I had a very deep impact on her face.

The surname Yun is very rare, it seems to be unique to a small number of famous ethnic groups or a small number of regional groups, and because of this relationship, his face does not look like a Han face, which is also a layer that impresses me deeply.

After about a minute of staring at Yun Yao's face made of sand, I began to have some strange feelings, I don't remember the many other faces here, but I already know that these faces that are looking up at us are those dead people in the base, are they ghosts? I couldn't help but feel a tingle in my back again.

"Let's go, don't wait, they...... They're the ones who died here. I paused for a while, afraid that what I was doing under my feet would also hear, so I lowered my voice a little.

"Go, where are you going? These guys didn't want to let us go. I could clearly feel that the fat man's voice was also a little trembling.

"Then it won't help to stay any longer, why don't you go somewhere else first?" After I finished speaking, I pointed to the depths of the corridor with one hand.

The fat man glanced in, and saw that he was a little hesitant, so I added another sentence, and then he swept around, turned around and shook his head and shouted, "Go." With that, we slowly moved out of the sandy area, and the sand was knocked away by us, and some of it fell to the ground, but some of it was still floating in the air.

Just when there was some excitement that was about to get out, the fat man raised his hand, and we stopped again. I asked, "What are you doing, let's go?" ”

"Wait a minute, I need to confirm one thing, it's very important." As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of sand in the corner of the wall, and then walked back to us, and he handed me the crossbow for me to hold first, while he touched his head and plucked out a few of his hairs.

When I saw that he was acting strangely, I asked him again, "What are you doing?" ”

"Wait a minute, you can see for yourself, and you'll know when you're done." After the fat man finished speaking, he squatted down.

This time he squatted down, I inadvertently glanced at the position where I was standing just now, but suddenly saw that Yun Yao's face was facing me, I twisted my body a few times, and found that the direction she was facing was me, but at this time, the other faces looked everywhere, because we didn't sprinkle sand here, so I don't know if there is one under our feet now.

They didn't follow, but most of them looked at us. Especially Yun Yao, I feel that she has eyes. I didn't dare to look at her again, it was a weird feeling.

It wasn't until the fat man crouched down and called me to light him that I reacted, and immediately half-crouched down, paying attention to his behavior. The fat man first raised some of the sand in his hand in the air, and sure enough, there were still those things under our feet, one or two relatively complete and three or four incomplete faces appeared in front of the fat man, he glanced at me and the old generation, and said: "Look at it." Immediately, he lowered the strands of hair from just above one of the faces. The hair strands floated in the air a few times, first hitting the sand in the air, the fat man blew lightly, the sand made a gap, and the hair fell down and fell directly to the ground.

"Do you see clearly?" The fat man looked back at me and the old generation.

"You want to show that this kind of thing only has a physical effect on this sand, and not on other things?" The old generation said coldly on my side.

The fat man nodded, but I found a loophole, and said, "If that's the case, then the ground is not a lot of sand, but stones, so how did they stay on the ground, and what if you grabbed a handful of sand in your hand and then inserted your fist into the body of these things?" ”

I was horrified by my own thoughts, but the fat man immediately gave me a reasonably reasonable point of view to my first question: "Maybe they're standing on the sand?" ”

"Standing on the sand, not ......" bar, I have already figured out the problem myself, which is why these things appear from the perspective of looking up. The reason why they appear in this position is because they are not tall enough to stand. I had wondered why these things only showed a head, and at first I thought they were lying on the ground, but according to the density they weren't, they were standing. Now guess that more than a meter under our feet, there must be a layer of sand, and this layer must be a layer of sand, these things are standing on this layer of sand, they have no substance, but this strange sand can make them visible.

I probably finished my guess, and the fat man nodded affirmatively, and continued: "As for the latter case you mentioned, we will only know if we try it. ”

After saying that, the fat man had already taken action, it was just a conjecture, because there was no reference, I couldn't guess what the outcome would be, but when I saw the fat man's fist holding the sand stop in the air, I knew something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" I hurried.

The fat man's face was a little strange, and he looked at me: "I touched this thing, he was pushing me, and my hand couldn't hold it down." ”

The fat man's state was really strange, I swept a few times next to the fat man's fist, it was empty, and then when I pressed the fat man's hand down, I felt an upward thrust, the thing was resisting, it was not the fat man's intention.

"Stop, stop." The fat man hurriedly shouted to stop, he withdrew his hand and rubbed his fingers, this result is also unbelievable to us, but we finally know that it is impossible for us to take the initiative to touch these things, but what is the thing that attacked the fat man and attacked me just now, that thing should be able to attack us, but sadly, we have no way to take them.

The feeling tells me that what is under my feet and what has just been pounced on my head are essentially two different things, so we still haven't fully confirmed that the danger has been ruled out. The fat man sprinkled the rest of the sand in his hand, clapped his hands, and then stood up.

We left the area where we were experimenting with sand, but we still had a handful of sand in our hands, because of the other one, we had to make sure that we threw the sand out as soon as we felt it, at least knowing where it was, but it didn't actually work.

Even though we walked briskly, we were still a little uneasy, and it was not polite to walk with our feet on their faces.

Gradually, I realized that the use of the sand may not be for grinding the cavern, and not to mention the credibility is great, but in terms of efficiency, it is a bit too idealistic. This is further evidenced by the sudden occurrence of this incident, the sand has another function, and unnaturally reminds me of the lower corridor and entrance that was covered with sand when it came.

The entrance was full of sand, and I don't believe anyone would use such a stupid method just to get up and down the elevator. Because those intangible things will appear when they encounter sand, so the manhole is more reliable as a reminder device, and the sand can prompt those things that come out of the manhole, but I don't know what the result will be at that time. And the road covered with sand is more like it was paved for them.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt frightened, according to Gou Yunian's notes, the relationship between the two parties was not harmonious, so the sand must not have been laid by them. And when Gou Yunian's side is still alive, no one must dare to pave the way for those things, so who is the director of this murder and the person who wants to release these things, and what kind of purpose does he have?

This way in the road, I have goosebumps all over my body have not gone down, I have not walked a few steps, I have to look back, but I dare not look closely, it is really a road of anxiety in my heart and behavior.

It wasn't until we saw a flash of red on the ground in front of us that we stopped. The red color was very conspicuous in the dark, and we could see it from afar, and the flashlight was not transparent when it passed, and I could no longer see what it was.

The fat man screamed, but there was no response, so the fat man took aim directly, and a crossbow arrow flew over. When a piece of sharded spark was bounced, we realized that it was a burnt torch.

After a while, we were all soldiers, and what we should have recognized in an instant was almost recognized as something that threatened us, but in fact it was not a bad thing.

We took a few steps to the front, and the fat man picked up the torches, which were made of those wooden frame beds, which were made of local materials, and the winding fire-starting objects should have been made of beds. When the fat man got it, we smelled a pungent smell, similar to diesel, and I knew that it was supposed to be the canned fuel of a Zippo lighter, and the Caucasians had no light source, which was a last resort. Looking at the wooden sticks that had been basically burned dry, it must have been a while since we left, and we looked at the road in front of us again, and it was still vast and dark.