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Looking at that lifeless face, I suddenly couldn't remember what I was looking like, and I desperately rummaged through my bag, trying to find a mirror to see if that face looked like me. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

My actions, in the eyes of others, should have looked like a madman, but in fact I might have gone mad.

Finally, I don't know who knocked me the forehead, and I slowly calmed down, and lowered my head, not daring to look at the heads again.

"Hey, I said I care, you see that's not real, it's a wax figure." Beard tried his best to comfort me, but this comfort seemed pale and weak, and I didn't react, so Beard had to laugh dryly: ", you said that this person who hung his head was not **, and he cared about being more handsome than this." ”

"Are you done with the beard?" Ah Qiu said impatiently: "Do you make less trouble for Xiao Guan Ye?" As he spoke, he patted me on the shoulder and said softly, "The wind and waves have come over, you won't be intimidated by a human head, will you?" ”

I crouched down, lit a cigarette, and took a few puffs, and had to admit that in some cases, a gentle woman's words of comfort were more effective than a thousand words of comfort from a great man.

Hu Zi also squatted down and lit a cigarette, and said in Aqiu's tone: "Don't think too much, Master Hu, I firmly believe that person is definitely not you, don't believe it, his nose hair is longer than yours, and his teeth are not as white as yours." ”

One-eyed Zhang also said: "That's right, and you have two pimples on your chin, that guy didn't grow, look, he still has a boogue." ”

I looked at the two living treasures speechlessly, smiled reluctantly, and the beard immediately said, "Look, your smile is more beautiful than his." ”

I shook my head violently, and a lot of things came to mind in an instant. I think of the person who looked the same as me in the abandoned camp in Xiangxi last year, on that foggy night, and remembered what Lafayette said, when my fathers staged a Nine Dragons opera in order to protect me, and now I see a human head that looks exactly like me in such a place, is all this related? Or is God reminding me of something?

Who hung the human head on it? What is the identity of the owner of these heads? What's going on with all of this?

Several people saw that I was in a daze for a long time, and they were all a little worried, Ah Qiu leaned down and asked, "Little Guan Ye, are you okay?" ”

I shook my head: "It's getting dark, let's find a place to spend the night first, this place can't stay, I don't feel very good." Several people immediately agreed, and they all withdrew from the temple.

Behind the temple, there are many ruins of buildings that have basically collapsed, overgrown with weeds, and some of them are crumbling by large trees.

In the end, we found three tents more than 500 meters away from the temple, and the tents were full of bullet holes, and it seems that someone had fired intensively at the tents at that time, and I don't know whether it was the Japanese or the team of Yuan Shouling.

We took a closer look and found that there were no bodies in the tent, only weeds, and we didn't know what the person who fired the gun was shooting.

Bearded and One-Eyed Zhang roughly cleaned one of the tents, and Ah Qiu lit the alcohol stove to roast some dry food and bacon and distribute them among everyone.

Everyone's mood was not very high, silently gnawing on dry food, each with their own thoughts. The light of the sinkhole was already dim, and the sun had set, and it was soon dark outside, such a dark night, no birds, no insects, as if we were suddenly far away from the world that should have belonged to us.

After a long journey, and the mood swings just now, after eating something, extreme tiredness hit my whole body, making my eyelids as heavy as lead, and I really wanted to fall down and sleep well.

When the beard was assigned to the vigil, the old hunter was on the first shift, and I was the last, and I knew that they were there to take care of me, and I couldn't take care of it so much at the moment, so I fell asleep.

The sleep was so dark and nightmares that I finally dreamed that the head that looked like me came after me and bit me, so frightened that I sat up and woke up.

I rubbed my eyes, looked at my watch, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, and it was my turn to go to the vigil, and then moved my limbs, and was just about to get up, when I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The alcohol stove in the tent was still burning, however, the others were gone!

I subconsciously screamed my beard, but there was no response, and then my cold sweat came down, and my heart said obediently, why does this happen every time? Can you guys be reliable on a dog day?

Thinking about it, I took a deep breath, strengthened my courage, and got out of the tent with a flashlight in one hand and a dagger in the other.

I whispered the names of several people again, but there was still no response, and my heart was about to jump to my throat. I was a little overwhelmed for a while, I didn't know whether to go out to find them, or wait here, it stands to reason that with the skills of the old hunter and the one-eyed Zhang, nothing should happen, I am a person who sleeps like a dead pig is fine, how can something happen to them?

I was hesitating, but then I faintly heard that there seemed to be some movement in one direction, and I listened carefully, as if someone was whispering.

I shone the flashlight in that direction, but the fog was too thick to see anything, but suddenly I reacted, I damn it, it was the direction of the temple, thinking of those heads, and the sweat of the bean instantly soaked my back.

I tried to calm myself down and listen carefully to the whispers, but the more I listened, the more muffled the voices became.

Could it be that they had found something in the temple during the day, but it was inconvenient to say because of me, so while I was asleep, they decided to go back and study it carefully. I pondered, thinking that it was possible, otherwise I would not have been able to explain why they were all gone.

That's how it should be, and I thought about it, and I slowly touched it in that direction. More than 500 meters away, I had already walked more than half of the way, but suddenly I stopped, because I found that the whispering voices were still very faint, logically speaking, I was not far from the temple now, and I should have heard it clearly, but the voice seemed to be hiding from me, and it kept a state that I could hear but not hear clearly.

Could it be haunted? This thought flashed in my mind, and in an instant the head of the person who looked like me came to my mind, and I completely dispelled the idea of going over to take a look, and decided that it would be more reliable to go back and wait for a few of them.

Just as I was about to turn around and go back, suddenly, a very ethereal, but really clear voice came from the direction of the temple: "Little Guan Ye......"

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