Another human head.

Originally, the appearance of the human head would not frighten the old prostitute, but the appearance of this human head definitely surprised him.

The old prostitute did not expect that there would be so many heads here, and this person was facing the sky on his back, his face was pale, his chin was buried in the soil, his open mouth was filled with dirt, only the upper lip and face were exposed, and the eyes were wide open so that the boss was staring at the old prostitute.

After glancing at the head of the person facing the sky, the old prostitute couldn't help but shudder, but she was not afraid in her heart, after all, it was too normal to meet a dead person in an upside down. It's just that suddenly seeing a dead corpse glaring at you is a little uncomfortable.

As soon as the old prostitute wanted to raise her foot and step over, she found that her face was familiar, and this head seemed to have been seen somewhere.

Hurriedly turned around and shone it again with a flashlight, and the old prostitute didn't see it at first glance, the face of the head was too white, and that kind of miserable white appearance made people get goosebumps at a glance.

However, the old prostitute didn't take a look at it and left, but squatted down and took a closer look, and immediately found that this person was Tianxiang's buddy.

The old prostitute thought to herself, how could this guy be here?

The guy the old prostitute saw was not the one who came down with them. This person was left behind, so he wondered, why did this person appear here?

As soon as he took a few looks, he realized that it was not good, because he was sinking. The old prostitute glanced at her feet, which had sunk into the ground, and the dirt was about to reach the surface of her feet.

Seeing this, the old prostitute hurriedly changed his position, and he didn't dare to think about why this guy was here, because he had realized that his situation was very dangerous, and it was very likely that there was a quagmire under his feet.

The old prostitute rolled over the pile of sand that had fallen, and when he got to the pile of sand, he found that it was not possible here, and it was also sinking. I looked around again, it was a very large house, and the house was not bad. There was nothing in the room, and where he was, right in the middle, was five meters away from the door.

He tried, felt like he could roll from the mound of sand to the door, and rolled towards the door.

After rolling to the door, the old prostitute glanced outside and suddenly became enlightened. The yard outside the house was not buried, and a cleared passage appeared. This made the old prostitute very happy, and her heart said, this time there is salvation, and there is a way to get out.

After the old prostitute looked at it a few times, she saw a few logs on the other side of the courtyard wall.

He walked over and saw that the logs were stacked here, and did not serve a supporting role, so he carried a log into the house. He wanted to use the length of the log to pave a path in the mud, and then he had to go in to see the man's body.

After moving a few logs, the old prostitute stepped on the logs and walked in. First he went to the mound of sand and found all his belongings, then put them in the yard, and then came back with a shovel, wanting to dig up the body of this fellow and bury it properly.

In fact, the old prostitute is not all for this guy, more importantly, he wants to see if this guy has brought equipment down, if there is a backpack, there will be water and food in it, and the current old prostitute is already hungry and thirsty. And he needs more power now, preferably with a flashlight, or a battery.

What the old prostitute didn't expect was that it was so difficult to dig up this guy's body. The floating soil on the surface of the quagmire, it is good to dig a little, after all, there is hardness on the top, but it is not good at the bottom, there is water and mud, and there is no way to dig at all.

No matter how many handfuls of dirt he dug up, the dirt next to him would come over and fill the place he had dug up. The old prostitute dug for a few minutes, and only dug down less than 20 centimeters, and after digging these 20 centimeters, she couldn't rest, once she stopped, it didn't take a minute to be filled with the surrounding soil.

The old prostitute had already seen that this guy was carrying a backpack, so she tried her best to dig, but she didn't reach her waist for more than ten minutes, and finally had to give up. The old prostitute thought to herself, I can't dig it out, but the backpack must be dug out.

He grabbed the backpack and tried to pull it out, but as soon as he lifted it up, he found that there was a door, and not only the backpack could come up, but also people could pull it up. Because when he lifted his backpack upwards, the people also followed up a little higher.

Later, the old prostitute simply stopped dragging the backpack, and directly hooked her hands to the armpits of the dead corpse, and pulled the corpse up directly.

After dragging it up, the old prostitute found that the lower half of the person's body was much cleaner than the upper body, and there was not much mud underneath, as if there was more water than mud at the bottom of the quagmire.

The old prostitute didn't think so much, and after moving the body to the yard, she found a flashlight in her backpack, and it was a sufficient power supply, and it hadn't been used, so it seemed that this guy should keep it for backup.

After turning on the novice light, the light was immediately full, and the old prostitute checked the guy's backpack again, and found that there were all the tools, but there was no food, which made the old prostitute so angry that she almost didn't scold the corpse. In the end, he couldn't hold back, after all, he couldn't be disrespectful to his own corpses, so he cursed a few words in his heart, my god, you can't bring some food when you come down, damn it, you don't have anything to do with what I lack.

Just when the old prostitute was secretly venting his dissatisfaction, he found that the fellow was holding something in both hands. One hand clutches a piece of cloth with buttons, and the other holds a walkie-talkie.

The hand holding the button seems to be very clean, it seems to have reached the place where there is a lot of water under the mud, and the hand holding the walkie-talkie is full of mud, it seems that this hand has been lifting, it is estimated that he must have wanted to use the walkie-talkie to call for help, but it should have been unsuccessful.

"Hey! Seeing that you are so dirty, I will help you clean up, although I don't know what your name is, but we all came together, that is also a kind of fate, since there is fate, then I can't ignore you. The old prostitute muttered while cleaning the dirt on the skin of the corpse, but he didn't care about the clothes, and then muttered: "I'll find you a place to bury here, you can rest in peace, I don't have the ability to take you out, if you can manifest the spirit, bless me to go out, or go to Yunnan to bring a message to your home." ”

When the old prostitute cleaned up the corpse's hands, she wanted to break her fingers and take things out. He didn't want to take the things in the corpse's hands, but he just felt that since he was going to bury this guy, he had to clean him up and let him go to another world to be a decent person.

"Brother, this game should not be gold or silver, what are you doing with it, come, obedient, let's put this thing down." The old prostitute looked at the corpse's hand and said.

After speaking, the old prostitute used both hands to break the hand that the corpse was holding on to the walkie-talkie. The hand was broken, but the walkie-talkie was not held, and it fell to the ground all of a sudden. The moment the walkie-talkie fell to the ground, there was a snapping sound in the house.

This sudden sound frightened the old prostitute, and immediately let go of the corpse's hand. No sooner had the corpse's hand hit the ground than there was another noise in the room, this time with a lasting sound.

The old prostitute was frightened at the time, thinking that something was coming from the house, so she quickly stood up and took the guy. When he finished taking the guy, he heard that the sound was wrong, and the persistent sound was rustling, like the static sound of a walkie-talkie.

Hearing the sound of what looked like a walkie-talkie, the old prostitute took a flashlight, slowly walked to the door of the house, and looked inside. He did not dare to go in, but looked around the house at the door, and found that there was nothing, so he went in.

After the old prostitute walked in, she followed the sound to look for it, and found that in the innermost corner, there was a walkie-talkie, and the walkie-talkie was rustling.

The old prostitute hurriedly moved the log in the house just now towards the walkie-talkie, and then walked over and picked up the walkie-talkie. If you look closely, there are obvious traces of impact on the outside of the walkie-talkie, and a few places have been deformed, but there is no delay in use.

He listened for a while, and there was no rustling of static in it, and there was no other sound. The old prostitute still has a certain potential understanding of the walkie-talkie, he knows that the walkie-talkie is a point-to-point communication tool, only when the call button is pressed, the information can be transmitted, and the receiving party will have a ring.

The old prostitute thought about it, this is someone using a walkie-talkie to contact, since this walkie-talkie is ringing, there must be a walkie-talkie pressing the call button. The old prostitute directly pressed the call button, pointed to the voice hole of the walkie-talkie, and asked, "Who is using the walkie-talkie?" ”

It's good that he doesn't ask, but when he asks, the whole room and the yard are filled with this sentence.

When the old prostitute heard the voice, she was a little blind, because this kind of sound was too weird. It's like someone is learning from him to speak, but the voice he learns is not very similar, but he can understand this sentence, which is what he just said.

The heart said, what the hell is going on? Is it an echo? That's not right! Echo is not like that.

After thinking for a moment, the old prostitute dared to say again: "Is there anyone?" ”

The same sound came from the whole house and the yard, and this time the old prostitute could hear it clearly, and the sound in the house was very dull, distorted, and mysterious, and it would never be made by a person. Only the sound on the outside is slightly purer, but it doesn't look like a human sound.

The old prostitute looked around the house and found nothing. Now he's a little hairy, and he doesn't know what's going on. He knew that this must not be an echo, because what he said was in the house, and even if there was an echo, it could only be in the house, and there could be no echo in the courtyard outside.

The old prostitute thought to herself, it can't be that guy outside waking up, right? After thinking about it, I thought it was impossible, and I checked it when I dug him out, and he was already dead. And his mouth is filled with dirt, and it is impossible for him to be alive. Could it be that when I dug him up, he inhaled my yang energy and cheated the corpse, right?

The old prostitute walked out directly without hesitation, after all, for him, he was not afraid of corpses, let alone cheating corpses, it was becoming zongzi, and he didn't brow Zou Zou.

After going out, the old prostitute saw that the body was still on the ground, and it did not change.

This made him wonder, where did the sound in the yard come from?

The old prostitute stood in the courtyard and decided to try it to see if it was an echo, so she said in the tone just now: "The river demon of Pagoda Town." ”

But this time there was no echo at all, and there was no room for it. The old prostitute went into the house again and tried it, but this time there was no echo in the house.

This made the old prostitute a little confused, and said in her heart, could it be that I heard it wrong just now, and there was no echo. The old prostitute thought about it and felt that it was impossible, there must be something strange about this matter, and she had to try it again.

Just as the old prostitute was about to speak, she heard a strange voice outside.