Squatting on the side of the grass, spitting up everything I had eaten in the morning, I was still retching, and the strong fishy smell lingered in my head. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The bones patted me on the back and poked my head curiously to see what it was that made me so sick.

The bald head grinned: "Comrade Zhang, your ability to accept is too poor, a few pieces of stinky meat will make you like this?" ”

I waved my hand, and was about to open my mouth to scold him, when a feeling of nausea welled up in my chest again, and I retched uncontrollably.

Leng Qi was also slightly frowned, stared at the things in the grass for a moment, raised a hand to cover his nose and said: "This should be an adult red-haired bear, I don't know what has been dismembered alive, the body has not completely decayed, according to the temperature of the current season, the time of death should be between three and five days!" ”

After throwing up, I ran to the side and took a few deep breaths, and then I was completely done, and I walked back closer and frowned.

I saw that in the grass in front of me were stacked seven large pieces of meat, more or less with some flesh and hair, it is not difficult to distinguish after a closer look, some of the pieces of meat also have front legs, hind legs and tails, and a little farther away, there is a red-haired bear head that has been torn in half.

After being dismantled in such a large way, the flesh on the red-haired bear's body was not eaten much, but all the internal organs and brains were looted, and there was nothing left.

The skull was violently torn open from the bear's mouth, the upper and lower rows of sharp fangs were all exposed, and the brain tissue inside was all gone, looking like a large watermelon with an empty chamber.

The blood stained the soil of the surrounding area red, like a dark red carpet, and people were inexplicably a little worried to watch.

The strength and ferocity of the red-haired bear, which we have learned for ourselves not long ago, are rough and thick-skinned, and can easily sweep away a piece of bark with a single slap. In the end, such an attack power can end up in a big piece, which shows how terrifying the things it encounters are.

After turning around, Leng Qi picked up a handful of white fluff on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "It's a ghost." ”

Staring at the violently torn corpse of the red-haired bear, the bald head also sighed: "Damn, make this bet, the bald man regrets it a little now......"

Although I was a little scared, it was still early, and according to the villagers' descriptions, we should not meet ghosts. So the four of them walked around the tragic area and continued to grope their way into the depths of the grass. Who knew that after walking less than ten meters, the mound appeared in front of us again, this time it was much higher than the previous ones, and the tombstone was not too old.

When we see a grave, we will stop and study, but after we encounter so many in a row, we don't want to waste any more time, so we just go around and continue the search.

After a few hours, we made a big circle in this thick grass, and found nothing special, the only abnormal thing was that every time we walked a distance, we would come across a grave, as if it was really as the bald head said, this grass was a mass grave at all.

Skirting the grass, it was close to noon, and if you walked any further, you would go deep into the dense forest again. We didn't have food supplies with us, so we didn't plan to venture into the jungle again, so we went home and went back to the village the way we came.

Standing at the entrance of the village, you can hear the hustle and bustle of the village, many people are putting down their busy work back and forth on the house, and it just so happens that the young man who was betting with him passed by in the morning, and the bald head grabbed him and asked what was going on.

The young man did not shy away from it, temporarily put a wooden stake on his shoulder on the ground, and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead: "If the ghost man appears, he will come over for three days in a row, so he must strengthen the shed during the day to avoid problems at night." ”

The bald head was immediately happy when he heard it: "You said this situation earlier, a few of us went out to find some kind of fucking ghost, just wait in the village, and just give him a guard at night." Wait, the bald master will bear out a ghost man tonight, let you see their true face of Lushan. ”

After hearing this, the young man waved his hand: "I'm joking with you, the ghosts are very powerful, no one can kill them, don't run around after it gets dark in the afternoon, go back to the house early, so as not to have any accidents." ”

"Eh, you look down on the bald man a little bit when you say this, but we have received it and do what we say......"

The bald man wanted to be ambitious, but the young man had already picked up the stake again and began to work.

Just in case, in order not to add to the chaos, we really didn't go anywhere in the afternoon, we stayed in the village honestly, and the bones and bald heads went to help from time to time, Leng Qi sat on the kang with her knees around and looked out of the window in a daze, to be honest, I haven't seen her stay quietly in this position for a long time.

I sat on the stone at the door, looking at the endless dense forest in the distance and the endless mountain range on the south side of the village, and I was still worried about the safety of Ouyang Mu. In fact, it sounds good to worry about it, but to be honest, she probably has something wrong.

A weak woman parachuted into such a dense forest full of poisonous insects and beasts, with no food, no water, no medical supplies, and the final result could only be nine deaths. Now I don't have the luxury of finding a living Ouyang Mu, I just hope to find her traces, and when I leave here in the future, I can give an explanation to Ouyang Feizhu.

The morning sun rises, the sun is scorching, the sun sets, the day passes in the blink of an eye, and soon it is night. When the sun set and the sky began to darken, the old man in the cloak looked at the grass in the distance and sighed: "Ghost beast, still haven't come back......" said and waved his hand, and the villagers went back to their respective homes, and the men directly opened the umbrella-like cloak completely and tied the rope to a specific wooden stake.

In this umbrella structure, there are five or six narrow openings that can be seen outside, and there are special guards. We couldn't help anything else, so we volunteered to stand at an opening and take on the task of observing the ghosts.

After dinner, sleepiness hit, and everyone went back to sleep except for a few men who were in charge of the vigil. Originally, we could have gone back to sleep, but the bald head with a submachine gun was determined to kill a ghost, so he stared at the plan to wait for the rabbit.

Time passed minute by minute, and by eleven o'clock in the evening, Bones could no longer bear to lean on Rum and fell asleep. My eyelids began to flutter uncontrollably, so I leaned over and leaned against Rum's soft hair, looked at the bald head squatting next to the opening with a firm face and waved my hand: "Bald, or forget it, I see that this ghost man was full last night, and he probably won't come today." ”

The bald head is also a fake spirit, in fact, he is already sleepy, and he is about to speak. There was a sudden sound of heavy wheezing around him, and then he saw a thick arm covered with white hair suddenly stretching in along the opening from the outside, and he didn't deviate or slant to hook the bald head!