I was about to hand the wine to the stuffy gourd, but I heard a sound of "Se" not far away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

We were all taken aback, and we didn't see a single living creature along the way. How could there be anything else at the moment?

It's freezing in this hellish place, how can there be other living creatures?

I stood up and pulled out my knife. The gourd also stood up, tilting his ears sideways, catching the sound coming from that direction.

Suddenly, he jumped up and threw himself into a snowy field, drawing his knife in mid-air, holding the hilt with both hands, and struck down in the air.

He heard only a sonorous sound, and his face changed, and he turned over violently and landed on a black stone beside him.

What the hell is it that makes this guy change color!

I didn't have the skills of him, so I had to run past me.

The one that appeared in front of us was a human head with a purple face!

I gasped, what the fuck is going on, how could there be a dead man here? Doesn't that mean someone has been here before?

I stretched out my Miao knife to dig out the snow around it, but I couldn't reach it, and I was about to step on it, but the stuffy gourd grabbed me and said in a deep voice: "Don't go down!" ”

"What's wrong?" I don't understand.

He pointed to the neck of the man's head and said, "See for yourself......

As soon as I saw it, I couldn't help but shrink my neck!

There was a lot of minced flesh on this man's neck!

Seem...... It seems to have been bitten by something.

Gourd stretched out his knife and pulled the snow off the corpse, and I felt sick to my stomach.

The flesh of this man was eaten up. Only a skeleton remains, and there are colorful internal organs in the chest cavity!

It reminds me of a seal eating a penguin, where all the flesh is torn off and all that's left is a skeleton, guts, and head!

A dead person naturally can't move, so what was the sound from here just now? Don't...... Could it be that the cannibalistic thing is down here?

Stuffy Hulu looked at the corpse, pondered for a while, and said, "This person is not dead now. I'm afraid it's been a long time! It's just that the temperature on it is very low, and the corpse is not easy to decay. ”

I dug in with my pickaxe again to see if he had any clothes on him to identify him.

But when I was digging behind my back, I couldn't help but feel hairy, and I always felt that something was looking at me in the dark.

By the afternoon, it was getting dark very quickly, and even though there was still the sun just now, it was already dark in just a short time.

When I looked back, there was nothing, and I looked ahead again, and suddenly I felt a chill. The blue and purple face in front of him was even more terrifying in the darkness.

His mouth was wide open, revealing his white teeth. He must have had his flesh torn off while he was alive, and the pain made him want to scream, and in the end he was left with this appearance.

This is a place of ......

muttered and cursed, and was about to go back, when he heard the sound of the wind in his ears, as if something "person" flashed.

Before I could react, the wind next to me sounded again, and the figure of the stuffy gourd flashed and disappeared into the night.

"Hey......" I froze. Why the fuck did you run away like this?

I scolded in the back, but I was helpless, looking at the hideous corpse in the night, there was cold air in my heart, so I had to pull out the Miao knife and protect it in front of me.

Night...... It was so quiet that there was no sound.

The silence almost overwhelmed me.

Raise your eyes and look up the mountain. Those ghostly rocks live in the darkness like demons from hell!

Again...... I'm the only one.

With the help of the snow, I saw a second cliff counted down from the top of the mountain, and the gourd said that the entrance to the ancient tomb was nearby.

But...... It's far away......

I retreated to the glacier, wondering where the best place to go up with minimal effort, when the air around me fluctuated again, and the stuffy gourd returned.

I asked, "What are you chasing?" ”

He shook his head and said, "I didn't see it clearly, it seems to be a ...... Person...... It's just that I'm not sure. ”

I said, "Didn't catch up!" ”

He didn't say it, but looking at it like this, he knew that he hadn't caught up.

He looked up at the mountain and said, "That's all for tonight." Go up again tomorrow! ”

I answered.

I found a sheltered col, put down my backpack, and asked as I took out my tent, "Hulu, will you keep vigil first or will I keep vigil first!" ”

I didn't see anyone answering, so I asked again, but no one answered.

This time I knew something was wrong. When I looked up, my heart was cold. Where is the figure of the stuffy gourd?

There was only a row of footprints on the ground that were far away.

Looking at the distance between the footprints, he went fast!

Dog day!

I jumped to my feet and yelled, "Are you a missing maniac? ”

No one is gone? What other tents do I have?

Thinking about the corpse I just saw, where would I dare to sleep on the ground? Stand up and look around to find a safe place.

And at this moment, I paused!

In the night, there was a ticking sound......

It's very weak, I'm afraid that if there is a little other sound now, I won't hear this voice!

It's like the sound of a liquid dripping!

But in such a cold place, what else will flow?

Blood inside living organisms!

Oh yes! Now I really have the urge to turn around and run away.

But...... It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided!

I put my backpack on my back, carried a seedling knife, and with the help of the cover of the ice and snow rocks, I followed the sound all the way.

The ticking sound became more and more pronounced, and with each drop, my heart jumped.

I wonder if the rhythm of this voice had been any faster, would I have just died?

I don't have to leave a mark. Anyway, a step on this snow is a footprint, and if he can't see me when he returns, he will definitely follow my footprints.

My palms were covered with sweat, and I couldn't imagine what I would see later.

I don't know when, the fog began to start around, and the vision was seriously affected, and now it was night, and I could only see things within two meters of the surroundings.

This mountain is so high, it shouldn't be a miasma. But...... But I remembered something else ominous: the train carrying Gogol's skull had disappeared into the fog.

It's closer...... I was leaning on a rock, and I didn't dare to come out.

Wait a minute! Wrong!

It was at this time that I realized that the stone I was holding on to was wet! The snow melted.

How is this possible? Is it the sound of flowing water?

Is there geothermal heat around here?

It's not out of the question.

Or is it that the cold wave has just set south, and the moist warm air flow from the south rushes over again, and it is only at this place that the ice and snow begin to melt?

That...... Isn't this a hell of a thing?

My scalp is numb?

Whether it's a warm front or a cold front, this will always form a very strong atmospheric convection, which means that there will be strong winds coming here?