I was discussing with Zhang Momo when Ning Kitten's sudden move immediately interrupted our conversation, and the two of us turned around and glanced back.

Lao Wang's corpse was behind him, Ning Kitten covered him with a blanket, and when we turned around, we saw Lao Wang under the blanket at a glance, as if he was trembling gently.

"Lao Wang...... Lao Wang moved...... "Ning Kitten likes to scratch people when she is nervous, and pulls my arm without losing her hand:"Is he ...... Isn't it dead...... Let's save him...... Save him......"

I didn't answer, but as if facing a great enemy, Lao Wang was directly smashed by such a large piece of rammed earth and broke his waist, I dragged him back when he was already out of breath, I am 100% sure that he must be dead.

However, the scene in front of me overwhelmed me again, the trembling of Lao Wang under the blanket became more and more violent, and it became more and more clear, we can all see that Lao Wang seems to be turning over under the blanket.

Sure enough, Lao Wang turned over under the blanket firmly, facing the ground and his back to the sky. After turning over, there seemed to be no movement under the blanket.

"Isn't Lao Wang dead...... Ning Kitten was very scared, but the concern for her companion drowned out the fear in her heart, she slowly let go of the hand holding me, and moved forward a little, wanting to take a look.

"Don't move." I stretched out my hand and grabbed Ning Kitten, and at the same time, the blanket that had quieted down suddenly opened a corner as if it was blown by the wind.

The moment the blanket was lifted, we all saw Lao Wang stretch out a hand.

No one expected this kind of change, and the three of them stared at each other, wondering what was going on. Before we could react, the outstretched hand under the blanket seemed to be scratching the sand, driving the body to move a little forward.

Immediately after, another hand stretched out from under the blanket, and the two hands moved alternately, so that it was obvious that the old king under the blanket was crawling forward.

"Lao Wang...... Is Lao Wang dead...... What the hell is he going to do......"

I don't know what Lao Wang is going to do, but I can only see him crawling forward with a blanket on his body. My mind began to mess up, I trusted my own eyes, and I trusted my own judgment, and he had already lost his breath before I brought him back. Moreover, I had seen the death of my own eyes, and I could not imagine that a man who had died under my nose was now strangely crawling forward against the sand.

The three of us stood in place, all at a loss, but the old king under the blanket still persevered and crawled forward. Zhang Momo and Ning Xiaomei couldn't help it, I tried my best to persuade myself to calm down, the two of them were in chaos, if I messed up again, those three people would completely lose all the initiative.

Lao Wang was crawling with a blanket, although he was crawling slowly, but after a long time, I could see the direction in which he was crawling, and he was crawling towards the ruins.

"Lao Wang, are you determined to make trouble for us...... I worked so hard to get you back, and now you're going to crawl back again......"

Gradually, Lao Wang climbed away, about to leave our sight, although the current situation is not clear, but I think, we still have to go over and see. Nothing happens for no reason, and if it happens, it must happen again.

I walked in the front, letting Zhang Momo and Ning Kitten keep a certain distance and follow behind. Time seems to freeze, and in the midst of extreme tension, an hour seems to be a moment. Lao Wang crawled for at least more than an hour with the blanket on his body, and in this more than an hour, he only climbed out more than 200 meters away.

But by this time, I had already seen that the destination of Lao Wang's crawling was the place where he had just been hit by rammed earth.

"That's where he died." I turned my head and said to Zhang Momo.

The rammed earth, which had cracked from the top of the wall, remained in place, and by the reflection of the moonlight, I could see the remaining blood stains on the sand, which had turned black. The old king carried the blanket on his head and climbed until he reached the base of the wall buttress before stopping. The three of us didn't dare to say a word, and continued to look with wide eyes, wanting to see what Lao Wang was going to do.

But after climbing here, the old king under the blanket did not move at all, and we waited for at least ten minutes before we saw him move. I squinted my eyes and looked around carefully, and the scene before Lao Wang's death suddenly jumped out of my mind.

I clearly remember that when I found Lao Wang, he was squatting at the base of this wall, babbling and not knowing what he was talking about. Suddenly, it seemed that Lao Wang at that time seemed to be talking to himself, but now that he thinks about it carefully, what he said should have been said to others.

The fifth person?

I frowned, and walked slowly forward, until I reached the old king, where he was squatting before he died.

In the sand at the base of the wall was a half-lit cigarette. I turned my head and stretched out my hand, and gently lifted the blanket covering Lao Wang's body, Lao Wang's whole body under the blanket was already cold, his eyes were closed, half of his face was buried in the sand, and he didn't move. Even a blind man can see that Lao Wang must be dead.

This matter is beyond the scope of my cognition, how can a dead person crawl out so far again? I don't understand why, but I think that Lao Wang's "climbing" back here like this seems to be intentionally luring us over.

I let out a sigh and removed the cigarette that had been stuck in the wall, slowly picking up the sand around me. The sand was very loose and had no moisture, and I dug deep in one go, and suddenly saw a corner of my clothes in the sand below.

With the appearance of this corner of the clothes, my eyelids suddenly jumped, and I involuntarily used a folding shovel to dig around the corners of the clothes.

The owner of the corner of the coat soon emerged from under the sand.

The man under the sand must have been dead for a long time, and it is estimated that when he first died, he was evaporated by the dry and hot climate, and the corpse was like a piece of air-dried bacon. No one collected his body, and the shriveled corpse was buried in pieces of sand over time, and if it weren't for the old king's "blind death" to lead us here again, it might be difficult to find that there was a person buried under the sand in the corner of the wall.

I've dealt with the people of Guxing, and I know that if they go out to do business, they will take it very seriously if they encounter a corpse. Because some clues can be found from the corpse, the most important thing is to find out how the person died, and only when the cause of death is known, can we take precautions to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past.

However, the man under the sand was completely dehydrated, and the skeleton was covered with a layer of dry skin, and the cause of death could not be found.

But I looked at it again, and suddenly I saw that the left ear of the dried corpse was gone.

The dry corpse had a little stuff with him, but it was all very ordinary, and I wanted to find something that could verify his identity, so I groped around inside and out, but found nothing. This person is probably a veteran, and he has made sufficient preparations in advance when he goes out, and he does not have any things or documents on him that can reveal his identity.

I don't know what happened before Danmeng Basin, but looking at this dried corpse, I feel as if he had fled here after a long run, and finally failed to escape, and I wonder if this was part of the team brought by Hu Ritu's friend five years ago.

I know that the team brought by Hu Ritu's friend killed five people in Danmeng, and it is said that they were hanged, so if a corpse was really found by chance, it would not be particularly bizarre, however, I was very sensitive to my left ear, and I was surprised that the left ear of the dried corpse was gone.

"What the hell are you flipping?" Zhang Momo was standing almost ten meters away from me, unable to see what I was doing, she might have been a little unable to help it, and asked, "What did you dig up?" ”

"Five years ago, Hu Ritu's friend brought a team, and people died here, and under the sand, it may be the people of that team." I didn't want Zhang Momo and Ning Kitten to be frightened or suspicious, so I replied lightly, and at the same time, I was still unwilling, and dug the sand around the dried corpse again, hoping to find something.

Under the body of the dried corpse, there was really some mess, and I picked it up with the same care, a water bottle, a portable miniature flashlight, an unopened pack of cigarettes, and a small black sealed bag.

The sealed bag is very strong, the sealing is also very good, there is a small book inside the bag, there is the protection of the sealed bag, and the small book is intact.

Seeing this small book that was placed in a sealed bag,I was inexplicably excited.,Since there's a book.,It means that most of them will have textual things.。

The book is not thick, and when I opened it, I found that there were crooked lines drawn with a pencil, and there were dots one by one, and suddenly it looked like these lines and dots were a mess, but when I looked at it quietly, I felt like a road map after entering the basin from the periphery of Danmeng.

I continued to scroll back, and there was no other text in the notebook except for this road map, until I turned to the last page, and a picture leaked out between the two pages.

The photo fell on the sand, and before I could pick it up, Zhang Momo didn't know when he walked over and bent down to pick up the photo. There is nothing substantial on this corpse, so this photo is very important.

Zhang Momo took the photo and looked at it, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a smile, and said lightly: "This photo is quite interesting." ”