There was a sudden flutter overhead, and I reflexively looked up, and it turned out to be a blackbird flying up from the top of a pine tree. I didn't want to slip under my feet, my body lost my balance, and I fell backwards in an instant, in the perspective of Gao Cheng's slightly stunned face, the shaded pine trees, half of the sky, and the hovering blackbird, in the two or three seconds when the body fell, the heart seemed to be covered with a heavy shadow, and it was gradually sinking.

The pain didn't follow, and as I was about to get to the ground, Takashiro tugged at my hand, slowing down the fall. So when the shoulder and back fell to the ground, there was almost no force. The mood was very strange, not annoyed by the embarrassment at the moment, but re-examining the perspective, the situation changed: the shaded pine trees and half of the sky were only a small place, because they were all obscured by the tall figure of Gao Cheng, he was half-possessed above me, and his hand still maintained the posture of holding my hand, at this time the blackbird called twice and flapped its wings and flew away, the shadow on his heart gradually dissipated, and his breathing was smooth.

The mood changed suddenly, staring at Gao Cheng's half-bowed black eyes, Yang Yang said, "I agreed." ”

He raised an eyebrow, "It's up to me to decide whether you agree or not." I lowered my eyes, he really knew what I was talking about, but at a moment, I felt that it was not bad to have him to protect me, so why not join that D group?

"Don't want to get up when you feel comfortable on this ground?" Gao Cheng teased lightly, and withdrew the hand that was holding me, and then said, "Reminder, you are lying on someone else's grave now." ”

The body stiffened, and suddenly felt a chill in the back, and one side of the face happened to be facing the tombstone, and the heart was cold for an instant, and he instinctively climbed up. There was a low laugh from Gao Cheng, but just as the laughter stopped, his eyes were fixed on the tombstone in front of him at the same time.

The Tomb of Tong Ziyao. Established on December 1x, 2000.

The black paint is badly peeling, and the digital notches on the last date are blurry and indiscernible.

Tong Ziqi, Tong Zihan, Tong Ziyao. This is not a coincidence, because the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, even if it is a child's face, can see the outline similar to that of a child. Are they three sisters?

"The geographical location is a hundred meters up from the foot of the mountain, come immediately."

Seeing that Gao Cheng was on the phone, his face was no longer as casual as before. I asked, "Is it calling Luo Jinghan them?" He bowed his head slightly, and his gaze swept sharply around the grave.

Sometimes you don't believe in providence, and if it weren't for the fall I just made, no one would have paid attention to this old tombstone. After a while, Luo Jinghan and Qu Xinhua rushed down from the mountain, and both of them looked cold, and they lost their previous frolic. So far, Gao Cheng pointed to the photo on the stele and said to Luo Jinghan: "Check her." ”

Luo Jinghan glanced at it and took out a small machine from the pocket of his windbreaker and began to tidy it up, while Qu Xinhua walked around the grave and said: "The rot is very heavy, not cremation, more than ten years of burial." Do you want to open the earth? ”

Gao Cheng replied lightly: "Wait for the results of the cold." ”

"There it is." Luo Jinghan said, and then stated: "Tong Ziyao, born in an ominous date and an ominous identity, was buried in Phoenix Mountain Cemetery in 2000. There is so much information in the archives, and it will take time to investigate in depth. ”

Gao Cheng said: "No need to check, let's do something." ”

"Okay." Luo Jinghan took out the previous set of tools again after answering, and Qu Xinhua also opened her "medicine box", this posture is to pry other people's graves again? As if knowing my thoughts, Luo Jinghan raised his eyes and grinned at me with a big smile: "Xiao Xia, don't be so serious, you are a painter, you have to treat our behavior as a kind of art." ”

"Art? Save it, dig up the grave and dig the corpse, don't make that set of false, it's too hypocritical. Qu Xinhua complained without raising his eyelids, and he was still mixing potions in his hands.

This is also a statement to my heart, and I can't agree that their behavior is called art.

Luo Jinghan smiled and said coldly: "I talk to Xiao Xia, what do you want you to interject?" Qu Xinhua squinted his eyes and suddenly smashed the bottle in his hand to the ground, "Luo Jinghan, are you really coming with me?" ”

"You're going to quarrel and get things done." Gao Cheng scolded coldly, his face a little dark.

Then the atmosphere became very suffocating, and even I was a little afraid to come out. The moment the slate was pried open, Gao Cheng dragged me back, and a putrid smell still penetrated the bottom of my nose, and I felt nauseous. After putting on a mask, Qu Xinhua squatted in front of the pit to inspect it, and then stated: "The corpse is completely decomposed, the left half of the skeleton is incomplete, and the age is about ten years old. ”

The left half? With a slight movement in his heart, he blurted out and asked, "Is your left arm missing?" ”

Qu Xinhua glanced at me coldly and didn't answer. I had to look forward, and from a distance, I could vaguely see the white bones scattered in the pit, but not only the left arm was missing, but it seemed that the entire left half was missing.

I only heard Gao Cheng ask: "Was it caused before death or after death?" ”

Qu Xin painted: "After death." Half of the skeleton was not severed, but gradually decayed. ”

Takashiro: "What are the symptoms that might occur in this situation?" ”

Qu Xin painting: "Brittle bone disease or bone cancer." ”

Gao Cheng: "Probables?" ”

Qu Xin painting: "Half and half." ”

Gao Cheng and Qu Xinhua asked and answered, dissecting the matter like a cocoon. I couldn't help but think deeply in my heart.

Regarding brittle bone disease, because it is often reported in the news, there is some understanding. This is a collagen fiber lesion caused by a congenital genetic defect, resulting in thin and brittle bones, which cannot withstand collisions like glass, so it is impossible to exercise normally, and most of the muscles in the body will atrophy.

At this time, Qu Xinhua said: "But there are no half of the cases of brittle bone disease at present, and most of them are all around. Therefore, bone cancer is more severe, and when the deceased dies, the cancer cells only have time to spread to the left half of the bone marrow, and because of a certain drug effect, it can be stopped from spreading after death. As a result, the left half of the skeleton was corroded by the virus, and there was no effect on the other half of the skeleton, leaving half of the skeleton. ”

It seems that the node is back to bone cancer, which coincides with what we inferred earlier.

Gao Cheng's eyes lit up for a moment and then said, "You two can go back and restore it to its original appearance before leaving." ”

Luojing Han Wei shouted: "Isn't it, Brother Cheng, restore your original appearance?" Are you kidding? The slate was sawn open, and the soil was loosened...... "As soon as Gao Cheng's eyes turned, he retracted the words on the side of his mouth and changed his words curtly: "I'll try it." Qu Xinhua sneered unceremoniously: "Cowardice." ”

A moment later, there were only me and Takaseong left in the cemetery. Seeing the figure who had almost walked to the foot of the mountain, he asked hesitantly, "They won't fight, right?" Gao Cheng replied: "No, the cold will let the song." ”

Why didn't I see it? I found that the two of them occasionally had a very similar temperament to someone.

Looking back at the grave behind the tombstone, it was not ingenious, but it was an eye-opener for me. Luo Jinghan spit out a groove on his mouth, but he did things without ambiguity, and after closing the slate, he took out a stone powder-like thing from the mountain bag and sprinkled it on the crack, but for a moment, the stone powder was melted with the slate, if you don't look carefully, you can't see that the slate has been sawn.

This trick is hidden from the world, and it can be described as wonderful. But I don't understand why Gao Cheng didn't let Luo Jinghan restore the tomb of Tong Haogen halfway up the mountain, but he wanted to restore the tomb of this little girl. In particular, he didn't seem to be leaving, and when I inquired about the past, he said lightly: "Don't tell me you didn't see the date." ”

After a pause in his heart, he asked slightly: "How do you know?" ”

"Your eyes."

Well, you really can't hide anything from him. The tombstone has been worn out by wind and rain, and the date engraving has become blurred, but I can tell at a glance that it is artificial. Someone deliberately obscured the last date, and it has been many years since I saw the traces. The reason why I was amazed was because the date happened to be today, December 12th.

So the meaning of Takashiro is...... Want to stay in this wasteland? After hesitating for a while, he squeaked and asked, "Can I go down the mountain and wait in the car first?" ”

"No, there are no cars down the hill."

I was amazed and asked, "Where's your car?" When I asked, I suddenly realized that I must have been driven away by Luo Jinghan and them. But, "How are we going to get back?" "There are many roads from the city, and there are no buses and taxis nearby, so do you have to walk on your feet? But Gao Cheng said unhurriedly: "Tomorrow morning the cold will come to pick us up." ”

"Tomorrow morning?!" I glared in disbelief.

Gao Cheng's face was expressionless: "Isn't it strange?" ”

Looking around, I felt a chill down my spine again. It's okay during the day, but at night, it's too eerie, and you have to stay overnight...... The shoulder and back were suddenly patted, and I jumped up in fright, and Gao Cheng's face suddenly turned black: "As for being scared like this?" I'm still here. ”

I would like to say that his reassuring words are equal to nothing, and the fear of such places is an instinctive reflex, even if you know that there is nothing in the world, but it is still irrepressible. Takashiro took me to hide in a place densely populated by pine trees, thirty or forty meters away, and shadows shrouded me like a curtain as the sky darkened.

It may be that after staying for a long time, looking at the mountain again does not see fear, but gives birth to a sense of desolation. I don't know how many graves have been forgotten by their relatives here? Otherwise, why does the grass grow in front of the grave and insects fly, and the crows neighing overhead? The reason why Gao Cheng judged that the girl's death day or someone was coming must also be because the grass in front of her grave grew the least, and it was obvious that someone had pulled it out.

It's just that Gao Cheng missed the same thing, that is, he and I were hazy from morning to this moment, and the night was not touched, let alone filling our stomachs. I looked at him a few times and found that his face was a desire to see Shen Yan, and I wisely chose not to provoke him.

When the third grunt came, he jerked to his feet, and said in a bad tone: "Don't go here, wait for me to come back." Seeing him step out of the hidden area, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?" Without looking back, he threw out the sentence: "Looking for something to eat." "In vain, I watched his figure disappear in the darkness with black lines, where did he go to find food in this barren mountain and wilderness? <