After San'er pushed the stone door open, the originally dark passage was suddenly illuminated by the flashlight of me and the old prostitute, and a qiē inside instantly appeared in front of our eyes.

No one would have thought that it would be like this inside, after the first sight of the old prostitute and I, we immediately involuntarily leaned back, and even San'er, who had just opened the stone door, instinctively jumped back and quickly retreated.

Zongzi?

This was my first thought, and I wasn't the only one who thought about it at the time, the reaction of the old prostitute and San'er had already told me, they thought the same as I thought, otherwise there would be no action to dodge backwards.

If the old prostitute's reaction was fast enough, and he had already taken out the gun at this moment, then San'er's reaction was even faster, and he didn't know when he had an extra weapon in his hand. I'm pretty sure that what he had in his hand must have been taken out later, because when he opened the stone door, he didn't have anything in his hand. It seemed to be something like a dart, and with a whoosh, a small black figure flew straight into the passage.

However, after the things in his hand flew in, they did not cause any reaction from the zongzi, and there was silence in the passage.

This idea of zongzi was overturned by myself in a few seconds, because in these few seconds, we have seen the situation in the passage clearly.

It's not a moving zongzi, it's just a few dried corpses that are hard to figure out.

The reason why it is said to be an inscrutable dried corpse is because the posture of several dried corpses is jaw-dropping and unimaginable. Among them, the two dried corpses are the most eye-catching, they are standing against the wall, and they are hugging each other, it feels like a couple in love, and the two dried corpses stand there and envy others. It was these two dried corpses embracing each other, like a big zongzi standing by the wall, that scared a few of us and mistakenly thought that we had seen zongzi. The posture of several other dried corpses was also extraordinary, and several of them were leaning on both sides of the passage and curled up, as if they were very cold before they died.

When we entered the passage, we could see it more clearly.

Scar still doesn't adapt to this environment, after all, it's the first time, and fear is inevitable. When he walked near the dried corpse, he always consciously avoided his gaze, and did not want to look at the dried corpse in the passage. His move was also discovered by Ma Daha, which gave Ma Daha another chance to pretend to be forced, while reminding Scar that he was okay, he also touched the dry corpse with his foot, signaling Scar not to be too nervous, and to follow him to ensure that he was okay.

Approaching a curled up corpse, I used my flashlight to look at them, and I realized that they were not ancient, but modern, as each of them was wearing a military coat from the late '70s. Although the coat is worn out, and even the cotton wool has turned black in many places, I can recognize this style at a glance.

My identification of military coats comes entirely from my grandfather, who was a soldier himself and loved to collect military supplies, whether it was clothes or water bottles, as long as it was a new armament, he would collect it. Of course, sometimes he would wear it out for a walk and show off his glorious image as a soldier, so I had a certain understanding of the armaments of the early years.

The military coat of the dried corpse in front of me is open, and you can directly see the skin of the corpse, the whole body is gray, the skin and flesh are dry and close to the bones, and the belly is sunken, when I see the arm of the dried corpse, I immediately found that this dry corpse is a member of the Murong family.

After seeing this scene, I hurriedly looked at several other dried corpses, and they turned out to be all from the Murong family.

"My day, they are all members of the Murong family." The old prostitute also found out about this.

I don't know if it's a conditioned reflex, but after the old prostitute finished speaking, he and I looked at San'er at the same time.

San'er's face was like dead ashes, and he didn't answer, and he wasn't surprised. He was interested in the two dry corpses standing and embracing each other, and he kept looking around.

My wife and I thought San'er had found something, and we also walked over to see the dried corpses hugging each other, but after a few glances, I didn't find anything, but I felt that these two people were hugging too tightly, a little too intimate.

And there is a hole on the military coat of one of the dried corpses, although the mouth is not big, but at a glance you know that it is newly scratched, I don't know if it is caused by something that San'er flew in, but it looks very similar, but there is nothing that flies in. I think it may have been taken down by San'er.

"Hey, the Murong family is so open."

I don't know why the old prostitute suddenly came up with this sentence, so I asked casually: "What is open?"

The old prostitute pointed at the two dry corpses hugging each other and said, "Both are men, full of affection." Unexpectedly, Zhanzhao and their family are so open, it seems that we have to stay away from Zhanzhao in the future, so as not to be careless and be forced by his overlord. ”

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, when is it, still making this kind of joke." As I spoke, I gestured to the old prostitute with a look in my eyes, and San'er was still standing next to him, reminding him not to always joke about the Murong family, after all, San'er is a descendant of the Murong family, and it is a bit too much to joke about other people's ancestors.

But my kind reminder didn't work, but the old prostitute also pushed me up and said, "Who the hell is joking with you, these two men are hugging so tightly, not full of affection, what is it?"

As soon as I saw the old prostitute's posture, I said in my heart, forget it, don't argue with him, if I say more, the old prostitute will say endlessly, so I didn't answer the old prostitute's words again.

Of course, I didn't care about what the old prostitute said, and I didn't believe his explanation of these two dried corpses, after all, the image of the Murong family in my heart was not so chaotic as this.

But what makes me wonder is, why are these people dying here? This is already the exit, since they have come to the exit, why don't they run out, but they all die here.

"It's strange, how did these people die here?" I'm wondering.

"Could it be that someone is against the water and kills them all here?" Madahar answered.

I shook my head in denial, if these dry corpses were not from the Murong family, but other people, I would still believe this explanation, but here are all people from the Murong family, which proves that this is a unified whole, not a straggler with each own ghost, so it is difficult to establish the anti-water theory.

And these people showed no signs of fighting at all, and looking at their movements and expressions when they were dying, they did not look in any pain, nor did they look like they were poisoned, nor did they look like they died by external forces. What puzzled me the most was that the corpse's expression was very uniform, all revealing a deep despair, as if it had fallen into a hopeless situation.

It was the first time I had seen such a corpse, and I couldn't let go of it. I had a strong premonition that what had happened here must have been very simple, and the deeper I went to speculate, the more I felt that an indescribable coldness and uneasiness began to envelop the mountain.

"6, 7, 8" Ma Daha counted a few dried corpses in the aisle, but just after counting to 8, he stopped, and then shouted to me: "Uncle Seven, there is a bag here."

Just when I was puzzled, a sentence from Madahar pulled me back from my thoughts. I followed the flashlight of Madahar, and he was shining behind the stone gate. Although San'er pushed open the stone door when he came in, he did not open the stone door wide, and there was a big gap between the two stone doors and the stone walls on both sides.

In the gap between the stone doors on both sides, there is also a dried corpse, and next to the dried corpse is an old-fashioned military backpack.

When we came in, no one paid attention to the back of the stone gate, nor did we look behind us, if it weren't for Ma Daha's egg pain to count the dried corpses, it is estimated that we would not have found two dried corpses and a backpack there.

When she first saw the backpack next to the corpse, the old prostitute was interested, because she could see at a glance that the backpack was full of things.

After the old prostitute walked by, he immediately put on his gloves, as if he was afraid that others would rob him, so he reached for the backpack inside after putting on the gloves. But as soon as I pulled the strap of the backpack, it was already broken before I could use force. It seems that the backpack has rotted, and it is impossible to take it out completely, so it can only be opened in place.

In desperation, the old prostitute had to close the stone door again, so that there was enough space for him to look through the backpack.

When the old prostitute looked through the backpack, I didn't look at what was in the backpack, but was attracted by the dried corpse next to the backpack.

The dried corpse was sitting on the ground with its back to the stone door, looking at me, I don't know if I was too nervous, or because of the atmosphere here, I always felt that this dry corpse was glaring at me.

I moved two steps left and right, and then I looked at the dried corpse, still glaring at me. Although the dried corpse's pupils had collapsed, leaving only skin and bones, I could tell that this man's eyes had been watching me, and no matter which angle I was standing on, he was always looking at me.

Being stared at by a dried corpse already made me very unhappy, but there was something that made me feel even more unhappy, the same from this dried corpse, the boss with his mouth open, eager to eat me in one bite.

After looking at the dried corpse for a few moments, I really didn't want to look at it anymore, so I turned my head and simply turned back to look in the direction of the passage.

The moment I turned my head, I seemed to realize something, the dried corpse was not looking at me, but at me, at the long passageway.

Thinking of this, I quickly turned to look at the dried corpse again, and indeed as I thought, he was not looking at me, but at the passage.

This time, I seemed to see something terrible in the expression of his mouth, and he looked frightened, and he was very surprised.

For a moment, I was frightened by the expression of the dried corpse, and suddenly felt that something seemed to be watching us in this passage, which couldn't help but make people feel a chill in the back, and the creepy feeling became more and more obvious.

At this time, the old prostitute stood up after reading the contents of the backpack, probably looking at my face a little ugly, and asked me, "What's wrong Xiao Qi?"

"Do you see something behind me?" I don't know what happened to me at the time, how I came up with this sentence.

"Yes" The old prostitute's answer was very long, and his expression also changed, as if he had seen something very terrifying, his expression was particularly surprised, it was exactly the same as the surprised Cheng Dù of the dried corpse.