After seeing the old prostitute's surprised expression, I was immediately shocked, and I felt more and more bad, and cold sweat couldn't help but break out.

I really can't imagine that there is anything in this world that would surprise the old prostitute so much? If this thing is not money, then it must be a terrible thing, so terrible that the old prostitute will be surprised when she sees it.

Obviously, we were in the passage of the mountain, and when I came in, I looked inside, and there was nothing of value at all except the long dark passage, so the old prostitute's surprised expression now made me nervous.

I stood still, and for a second or two I wondered if I should look back or just run out first, whatever it was.

Just when I had already decided to run out first, Ma Daha, who was standing next to the old prostitute, laughed, and laughed heartily, completely from the heart.

Seeing Ma Daha laughing like this, I immediately realized that I was being played, and quickly looked back, there was really something fucking there, and it scared me.

It turned out to be San'er standing behind me.

I made up my mind, and just wanted to ask San'er why he was standing behind me, but I thought that something was wrong, San'er was already behind me, and he had been looking at the dried corpses hugging each other, and he hadn't moved at all.

I glared at the old prostitute and scolded, "You're fucking sick, aren't you kidding?" Is this the place to joke? It's fucking brain-dead. ”

The old prostitute was scolded by me silently, and although she didn't talk back, she stood there laughing at me. When I scolded the old prostitute, Ma Daha was still laughing there, seeing that he and the old prostitute were laughing, I was even more unhappy in my heart, and I went directly to Ma Daha and scolded: "Laugh a dick, laugh, what you can't do, what you eat is not enough to play, you fucking have the energy to laugh and do more serious things."

"Alright! Stop laughing. The old prostitute restrained her smile and motioned for me to go over to the backpack.

When I walked up to the old prostitute, I really wanted to kick him, and I wanted to kick his two balls to pieces.

The old prostitute asked me to look at the backpack he opened, and I looked at the ground, and the way the backpack was opened was simply miserable.

I don't know if the backpack is too corroded or too heavy, except for the part that sticks to the ground, the rest of the backpack has been finely broken by the old prostitute.

Along with the fragments of the backpack, there were a lot of things on the ground. If you look closely, there are a lot of things, but there are not many types, they are all tools. There were hammers and chisels, and a few old-fashioned wrenches, and the rest were finger-thick screws and screw caps, but they were already rusty.

Looking at the contents of the backpack, I wondered, what did the people of the Murong family bring these things in? Could it be that there are any other iron machines in there that need to be assembled? Judging from the size of the screws, this machine should not be small.

The old prostitute held a screw with little rust in her hand, swiped it in her palm a few times, and said, "Xiao Qi, look at these things, what can you think of?"

As soon as I heard the old prostitute ask me this, I must have already had an answer in his heart, so I didn't say what I thought, but asked him what he thought?

The old prostitute handed me the screw in her hand, and said, "Take a closer look at this screw." When I looked at the screws carefully, the old prostitute continued: "These screws were not brought in from the outside, but brought out from the inside. You see that the screws have been installed, and these screws have played a load-bearing role, and some have been deformed and bent because of too much gravity. After saying that, the old prostitute also pointed to a few obviously bent screws on the ground.

I took a look, and it was really as the old prostitute said, these screws and screw caps had traces of being installed, and they seemed to have been removed from something.

I glanced back at San'er and asked him, "Are there any other mainframes in here?"

San'er shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"My day, even if there is, it's from the sixties and seventies, it's not too long, there's no need to think about it. The purpose of these people coming in is already very straightforward, either to come in to repair the machine, or to come in to disassemble the machine, in short, the tools in their backpacks can only have this purpose. ”

The old prostitute's analysis is reasonable, and there is really no need to think too much, even if it is organic qì in it, it is not necessarily something like an institution, after all, it is a modern thing, so there is really nothing to worry about.

Later, our experience in the mountain proved that we thought about the problem of screws simply, and screws are not only a component, but also a danger signal.

Seeing that my face had calmed down and was no longer as angry as just now, the old prostitute asked softly, "Xiao Qi, what happened just now?" It won't be because of my brother prostitute that I made a joke with you, so I will be excited. ”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, as soon as he mentions what happened just now, I get angry, and I just want to scold him a few more words, but I still hold back, after all, the old prostitute is like this, you scold him a hundred times, he is also a dog who can't change his, and he will be this virtue all his life.

"No, not because of you." I pointed to the corpse sitting against the stone door and said, "Look at this man's dead posture."

"This, I saw this, didn't you see the one over there, you look at the dead one, it's even more difficult to figure out than this." The old prostitute said as she pointed to the dried corpse behind the stone door on the other side.

As soon as I took a look at it with a flashlight, I understood that what the old prostitute said was difficult to understand. On the other side, the corpse behind the stone door was sitting against the stone door, facing the passageway, but this corpse could not see his expression, because his hands were covering his eyes and his face.

This action is not difficult to understand, he is covering his eyes, not wanting to see what is in the passage, so this is the pose.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but look back into the dark passage, and I always felt as if something was watching us, and I felt chills all over my body and wanted to shiver a little.

"Xiao Qi, don't you think it's strange?" The old prostitute asked me.

"What?"

"How could these people die here?"

"I've been thinking about this question just now, but I didn't think of an answer." I said.

"Xiao Qi, you watch." After the old prostitute finished speaking, she took out the hammer and chisel from the knapsack from the ground, and chiseled a few times against the stone wall on one side.

When the old prostitute was chiseling, I kept watching, and the moment the chisel came into contact with the stone wall, countless sparks were generated. Although the sparks were produced, a few stones were also chiseled off by him, and although they were not large, I already understood what the old prostitute was going to say. He wanted to say that these two things were enough to get these people out, but instead of doing so, they died here.

This made me feel even more strange, and I thought to myself, no matter what, under the premise that they have the ability to leave, these people should be able to die, and they should do something. For example, there should be traces of chiseling on the walls or stone doors here, at least there should be some signs of escape, but there are no here, they don't seem to have done anything, as if they are waiting for death here, is it reluctant to give up something here? This is even more unlikely, we have come to the mouth of the passage, and something will be more important than life.

It's hard to figure out, and while I don't know what happened here twenty years ago, one thing I know for sure is that there must be something terrible in the passage, otherwise the expressions of these people wouldn't be like this.

"Damn, you can tell by looking at this man's expression that he must have been scared to death."

I'm not sure if what the old prostitute said is right, but judging from the posture of the dry corpse, it does look like she was scared to death.

This is also what makes me feel terrible, you must know that these people are all people with the characteristics of the Murong family, there is no doubt that they are all members of the Murong family. I can't imagine that anything could scare the people of the Murong family to death, this is simply unbelievable.

Moreover, these corpses are not all scared to death, and the death of fear can only be used as an explanation for the death of one corpse, how did the others die?

How did the man who blindfolded his hands die? It can't be said that he was also scared to death. He had covered his eyes with his hands, and it was impossible to see anything more.

Although people have the habit of opening their fingers to look at when they are afraid, it is only a matter of a moment, when they see something fearful, the blocked fingers will subconsciously merge, and they will never open their fingers when they see something they are afraid of. If it is still open, it proves that what he sees is not enough to make him afraid, and he is not afraid of the kind of Cheng dù who does not want to see it. So this corpse with his hands over his eyes makes it difficult to figure out why he died.

Although it is not known how the body died, one thing is for sure, the man was not scared to death. There are also the two people who hugged each other, their facial expressions were so desperate, hugging each other tightly, this kind of appearance is very similar to when there is an earthquake, or when there is a catastrophe.

Only when people are desperate, when they know that they will definitely not survive, will they have this kind of expression. This kind of expression is not to preach that they are not afraid of death, but more to express their inner emotions at the end of life. Suddenly, I felt that these two people hugging each other were like brothers, more like a close blood relationship, so they hugged each other so close before they died.

The old prostitute was a person who rarely had taboos, and he turned over the dried corpse that covered his eyes, and after carefully looking at it, he found that there was not a single wound on the corpse.

In fact, I don't need to say it, I have already guessed that it will be like this, but it is just a key question that I have always been difficult to understand. How do they hold this posture when they die?

If they were in such a posture before they died, then they must have died very quickly, and they stiffened very quickly, otherwise they would not have such a complex posture.

For example, the corpse that covers his eyes with his hands is in this position when he is dying, but it should not be this position after he dies. Because when he was alive, his hands still had the strength to cover his eyes, but after he died, he did not have any strength, and his raised hands should be lowered down, and it was impossible to maintain the upward movement.

Without any outside support, he always maintained the same death posture, and there was only one explanation, and that was that the speed of his death and the speed of his stiffness occurred almost simultaneously. In other words, at the same time as he died, he immediately stiffened.