We approached with trepidation, only to be shocked to find that the things made of wood turned out to be coffins. The red lacquer coffin is too old, and the patent leather on the surface has long been peeled off, hung by ropes, crumbling, as if it may fall from above at any time.

I poked it lightly with my hand, and I poked a big hole in the rotten coffin wood.

The desertion stopped me again and again: "What are you doing, don't move the things here, I see that if this coffin moves a little, it may fall from above, in case we are stoned to death, it will be troublesome." ”

Yes, even if these coffins are not moved, the hemp ropes that hold the coffins will squeak and creak, as if they could break at any time. It is conceivable that if the coffin moves slightly, the rotten hemp rope will definitely break.

Even if these coffins can't kill people, they can be smashed by the coffins, and they will be smashed.

So we tried to walk as carefully as possible, and we were very careful with our breathing, for fear that there would be a butterfly effect, and one breath would bring a storm and blow all the coffins off.

I wondered if this place looked like a cemetery. It's hard to imagine what race of people would use this place as a cemetery. And also with this weird way of burial.

Could it be that they have any scruples about letting the coffin touch the ground or the stone wall above? What kind of terrifying things will happen if you come into contact with them? I can't imagine it.

I simply don't think about it anymore, as long as we don't touch the coffin, it should be fine, we didn't walk the road safely before?

We walked for more than half an hour, and we were still in the range of the coffin group, and there was no end in sight. I did a rough calculation, there must be at least a thousand corpses here, and they must have been from ancient times to the present.

I know that there are many burial customs, such as hanging coffins, and pile coffins, or heavenly coffins, but similar burial methods are unheard of, is it not an unknown people in ancient times?

The further we went, the older the coffin became, and we even found a coffin that had fallen.

Walking up to inspect it carefully, the coffin board had already been shattered, and there was a worn-out quilt, and there were even some fairly clear patterns on it.

There was no coffin in the quilt, and we looked around, but we didn't find any coffin.

Then it is strange, why is the body inside the coffin missing? There are many possibilities, the first is that it was probably taken captive by other creatures here.

If there are wolves here, there must be other animals.

The second is that the body was swept away by the flood.

There are indeed signs of erosion by the currents around. Probably because the raging waterfall had become much calmer after being diluted by the canyon in front of it, and it didn't submerge the coffins, so the coffins were finally preserved.

The third is that the corpse transforms and runs away by itself.

What can't happen in such a deserted place? But this third statement, I naturally don't believe it, and I don't dare to believe it.

The last, and most likely, is that these red-lacquered coffins were originally empty and had no bodies.

It is very easy to confirm which is the most likely, just open another hanging coffin and see if there is a body inside.

It's just that at this point, we really don't have the heart to test this kind of boring inference, so we move on.

Continuing on, the dilapidated coffins became more and more severe, and more coffins fell to the ground, scattered in a ball, and most of them were empty, with no bodies. Occasionally, you can see some human skeletons, piled up on the ground.

And these human skeletons are very strange, they have long since been weathered and lost their original shape, and they are still full of holes, as if they have been gnawed by countless insects, which makes me a little creepy, and my dense phobia has been committed again.

I said don't talk nonsense, corpse insects feed on human organic matter, and these bones obviously can't be their nourishment, probably because of the humidity of the air, so the bones are eroded into this shape.

He didn't say anything, and continued to follow us.

However, as I walked, there was no road ahead, as if the road had already come to the fore.

I scolded, it can't be that we are going the wrong way. But if you think about it, it's impossible, we also looked carefully at both sides when we came, and there were no other exits on either side.

My first feeling was that they must have missed some exit on the way, so I had to ask them to go back and look for it again, and this time they must be careful and careful.

But as soon as he took two steps, there was a sudden snapping sound in front of him, as if something had fallen from a high place.

In order to avoid the two of them thinking wildly, I quickly said that there are a lot of insects here, and the insects must have accidentally knocked off the stone or other things.

But with the snapping sound, there was a louder, dull sound, accompanied by the sound of the planks breaking.

A fool can tell that the coffin must have fallen.

Desert looked at me dumbfounded: "Can insects make such a big movement?" ”

I scolded for talking nonsense, that is, the coffins fell, after all, these coffins have been hanging for so long, and the ropes are not strong, and it is not a strange thing to fall.

Tang Yiyi said: "It's not that simple. ”

As he spoke, he pressed his ears to the ground and listened to the movement ahead.

I looked at Tang Yiyi in surprise, and carefully attached my ears to the ground, listening carefully to the movement ahead.

And when I heard a sound of intricate footsteps in front of me, I panicked for a moment, what does this mean? Could it be that the body inside the coffin ran out? How is this possible?

The sound of the footsteps was indeed someone running wildly, and it was not just one person, very fast, and it was running in our direction.

If you listen closely, you can even hear the voice of someone talking, as if they are crying out for help.

This place, no one else can exist except us. The only explanation is that the people inside the coffin, or the indigenous people here, found us and ran up.

"Hide first?" I forced myself to calm down, and quickly made what seemed to be the best course of action: "Let's see who's coming." ”

There were a lot of large rocks protruding from the mountain walls on both sides, which gave us a place to hide, so we ran in a hurry.

As we hid and quieted down, the movement became clearer and clearer. I carefully discerned it, and felt that there were seven or eight people running wildly, and it seemed that someone was in danger halfway through the road and was shouting for help, but everyone seemed to know that they could not save each other, and continued to run wildly.

Accompanied by the sound of running wildly, and even some rustling sounds, it seems that there are countless insects constantly wriggling on the ground, and I can't help but feel numb when I think of the dense scene.

My first instinct was that the corpses must have rushed up. But it seems that the corpse worm should not be able to make such a big movement.

When the footsteps finally rushed to us, I looked carefully with wide eyes and found that there were indeed several black figures, only three people, and the number was equal to ours.

This is not the same number as we have heard before, and I think they must have lost a group of people halfway through.

The men rushed to our vicinity and stopped. One of them panted and said, "Professor Wang, that thing won't catch up again, I really can't run." ”

Another voice was even more tired: "Find a place to hide first, who knows if you will catch up." ”

There was also a guy who was injured, panting heavily, and coughing incessantly.

They came in our direction.

I pinched the desertion and decided to strike first, regardless of whether he was friend or foe, and calm the other party first.

But before he could jump out, he heard the professor suddenly say, "Where's the gun?" You didn't run away halfway, did you? ”

"I've been holding it in my hands, no problem." As he spoke, he heard the sound of a bullet loading: "Damn, this thing doesn't seem to hurt them at all." ”

The professor smiled miserably: "Yes, our physical attack doesn't work at all. ”

Fuck you, uncle, they are even equipped with guns, and now our situation is very dangerous. If we can't get the gun back, we'll definitely be in a passive position. This is very bad for us.

I took a deep breath, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "Deal with the guy with the gun first." ”

Kai Xiaoxiao nodded.

We curled up in the corner, and when the other man came up, I took a deep breath and then jumped up when they weren't looking, and threw the guy with the gun to the ground.

They immediately freaked out and shouted for their deaths, followed by a gunshot.

Deserted and screamed, and immediately fell to the ground. My heart sank, oh no, why was I shot at this time? I didn't have the heart to think too much about it, but when he fired, I saw the position of the gun, grabbed his arm, and smashed it hard.

He couldn't guard against it, and the gun fell to the ground. Tang Yiyi immediately rolled on the spot, grabbed the gun, and didn't move even when he roared.

Immediately they stopped moving, raising their hands and shouting for mercy.

I breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the other party, walked up to Tang Yiyi with difficulty, took the gun, and shouted at the same time.

Deserted and asked in a daze, "Is my special mother dead?" ”

"Dead fart." Listening to the voice of desertion, it didn't seem like I had been shot, and I was relieved and hurriedly told to desert and get up quickly.

Deserted and tried to get up, touched his body, scolded the grass, and then walked up and punched the guy who shot him: "It's all scratched Lao Tzu's skin." ”

Luckily, it's just a little bit of skin. I got out of the way of the little difference and hurried over to me.