I shook my head, feeling dizzy a lot less. The fat man scolded: "What the hell, it's like a dumpling farting, smoking the fat man to death." The thin man palpitated and asked, "Fat boss, dumpling...... Do zongzi still fart? ”

I waved my hand, interrupted them, and asked the stuffy oil bottle, "Little brother, what was that just now?" Why is this corpse so weird? "The strangest thing is, why does the place that has been touched by the stuffy oil bottle crack on its own?

"It's a poisonous miasma, and there are some parasitic eggs in it." After the stuffy oil bottle finished speaking, he said lightly: "You two follow me closely." "I know he said this to me and the fat man.

At this time, Xiaohua suddenly smacked in his mouth, and then his slender legs moved slightly, and with a kick of his toes, a piece of something suddenly turned out of the soil.

It seems that we have entered the first half of the mass grave ditch, I carefully observed the surrounding terrain, and still did not see the appearance of anyone walking, this mass grave ditch is not big, it is not small, if you want to track Zhao Wang's traces, it really takes a lot of effort.

I looked at the three dogs and asked the thin man, "Are you going to look for this dog?" ”

The thin man said, "Yes, I brought it on purpose." However, this dog has never been to this place, and the smell here is so mixed that the dog's nose seems to be out of order. I said, "Try again." ”

Dobonda said to one of the mountain people, "Take out the things and let the dog try again." Then, they took out a piece of clothing, and when I saw it, it was the white shirt that Zhao Wang often wore, which he wore when he came to apply, but I didn't pay attention to it, and I didn't expect this kid to be so frugal.

The three dogs leaned in and sniffed their clothes for a while, and then the thin man crouched down, patted the three dogs on the necks, and touched their heads again, as if giving some command.

After a while, Rhubarb and Erhuang still had black skin, and they all lowered their heads and sniffed on the ground, but they only spun in place when they sniffed around, and finally turned their heads, and the six dogs looked at the thin man with their eyes and tails, feeling very pitiful.

The thin man smiled bitterly: "The smell is too miscellaneous, and I still can't smell it." ”

Since the dog is unreliable, it still has to rely on ourselves, I was just about to speak, and suddenly a thunder thunder sounded in the flat field, and the electric light penetrated the woods in a miserable white, illuminating the forest as if it were day in an instant.

At that moment, my eyes were full of white mist, like a wandering white ghost.

The electric light disappeared in an instant, and the forest became dark again, followed by several thunders, and a crackling sound sounded in the forest, and the raindrops of beans fell with great speed, and in just a moment, we were more than half wet.

The rain in the depths of Wuxia has always caught people off guard, and Duobangda frowned and said: "Let's hide from the rain first, the doll will hide when it sees the rain, come over for a while, and then we will chase it." At this time, the rain was already pouring in, and I could hardly open my eyes, so the group wiped the rain and began to look for a place to hide from the rain.

At this time, the stuffy oil bottle began to walk forward alone, and the mountains and forests were densely wooded, and although we tried to find a place to hide from the rain, we were like headless flies, and we didn't know where to go.

As soon as I saw the Stuffy Oil Bottle break away from the main army, I immediately knew that he had found it again, so I greeted the rest of the people and followed closely behind the Stuffy Oil Bottle.

I wanted to ask him what he had found, but the bottle of stuffy oil walked very fast, like a cheetah, light and swift, and the rain was so strong that as soon as I opened my mouth, I was filled with rain, and finally I had to follow in silence.

After a while, I discovered the mystery, the Stuffy Oil Bottle took us on, and the further we went, the stronger the leaves became, unlike the place where we had walked before, and when we stepped on it, half of our instep sank into the rotten leaves.

The foliage here is sturdy, indicating that there is often something moving around on it.

The further we went, the denser the distance between the ancient trees became, and at the end of the day, we were almost shuttling between the trees, and before long, a huge ancient tree appeared in front of us.

To be exact, it was not an ancient tree, but many trees that had grown into a strange-looking tree with a thick trunk, and at a glance, it was about four or five meters in diameter.

There are many tree holes in the tree poles, about the nests of some animals, and the tree holes at the bottom of the trees are the largest, full of a man high, and they are pitch black and seem to be very deep.

After a long time, the stuffy oil bottle is to take us to the tree hole to shelter from the rain, he looks young, but the age is a mystery, maybe I can be my grandfather, walking between the mountains and rivers all the year round, looking for a place to shelter from the rain, it is naturally not too difficult for the stuffy oil bottle.

The stuffy oil bottle looked at the hole in the tree, and then got into it with a cat's waist.

The fat man said happily: "It's good to follow the little brother, I'm not afraid of the wind and rain." After saying that, the big ass shook and got into the tree hole.

A few of us went in one after another, and the dark tree hole was suddenly illuminated.

The tree hole is not large, ten people are slightly crowded inside, this is probably a beast's lair, but the hole is very clean, and it can be seen that it has been abandoned by the beast.

The rain didn't last a while, and since it was in a tree hollow, we couldn't make a fire. It's October weather, and it's in Sichuan, and the cold is pressing, and goosebumps are getting on my body.

We took off our clothes and trousers, wrung out the water and hung it on the wall of the tree hollow, and sat around the tree hollow until the rain stopped.

One of the mountain people only took off his shirt, twisted and pinched and refused to take off his pants, and the fat man teased: "I said brother, they are all big men, what are you afraid of?" The mountain man blushed and had a thick neck, and squeezed out a sentence: "I don't wear pants." ”

I couldn't help laughing, and after laughing, I felt impolite, so I quickly silenced my voice, and when I glanced at it, Xiaohua stared at me with a smile on her face.

The fat man glared at me and said, "It's rude, what's wrong with people not wearing pants?" You were wearing black pants that hadn't been washed for half a month, didn't you run all over the world, did the fat man laugh at you? ”

I immediately rushed up and choked him, damn fat man, why haven't you forgotten this incident.

The stuffy oil bottle sat next to the fat man, with his back against the tree hole, sleeping with his eyes closed, the tree hole was relatively small, I threw himself at the fat man, he immediately opened his eyes, the moment the dark eyes opened, as if glowing, but this light disappeared without a trace after only a flash, and turned into that kind of calm gaze without waves, looked at me lightly, and slept with his eyes closed.

I was confused by the stuffy oil bottle, I always felt that there was something wrong with his gaze just now, and when I remembered what he suddenly appeared this time, I felt upset, and I was not in the mood to talk to the fat man, and began to lean against the hole in the tree and pretend to sleep.

I have been walking the mountain road all day, and if I am an ordinary person, my legs are probably trembling, but our group of Tufuzi and a group of mountain people have better physical strength than ordinary people, so they can move freely.

It was very quiet in the hollow of the tree, and from time to time the wind mixed with the rain blew in, and the fat man sneezed, rummaged through the equipment bag, and actually turned out an umbrella. I exclaimed, "You still have this?" ”

The fat man glanced at me and said, "You are allowed to go to the kelp flower water, and I am not allowed to bring an umbrella?" The fat man didn't expect the little brother to come back, and the dichlorvos was all brought with him. After saying that, he really took out a bottle of white spray dichlorvos.

I just wanted to scold the fat man for being unreliable, but suddenly I saw that the stuffy oil bottle seemed to laugh, probably amused by the fat man's unreliable personality.

The fat man propped up the umbrella to the entrance of the cave, blocking most of the wind and rain, and the rain did not know when it would stop, and everyone hurried to rest, and no one spoke for a while.

I felt cold and uncomfortable with my eyes closed, so I took out the camera on the corpse.

The camera was out of battery, but the camera we brought this time happened to be of the same brand, so I removed the battery and put it on, and after the camera turned on, I started to look through the photos inside.

As the mountain folk said, this person stayed in Agu Cottage for a while and took a lot of 'life photos', and when I opened these photos, the next photo that popped up scared me.

The scenery of the photo changed in an instant, not the scenery in the mountains, nor the mountain people in Agu Village, but the ** leaves and towering ancient trees all over the ground.

The scene in the photograph is very blurry, taken at night, and the fog is so great that it is almost impossible to see, but the person who took the photograph obviously brought lighting tools, about a fluorescent flashlight, so that the surrounding scenery is always in a dark and miserable green hue.

The camera was pointing straight ahead, as if it was shooting something, and the place was a gray mist, but in the mist, there was a standing figure, and the most strange thing was that the figure had no head.

A headless figure is walking forward.

From the perspective of the photograph, the figure is sideways facing the person taking the photograph, and as I walk forward, I shudder, is there really a ghost in this place? Immediately after that, I continued to flip back, and the background of the photo behind me was almost identical, and the target was always the headless figure.

But what really spooks me is ...... The figure in the photo is always moving forward, and the orientation is constantly changing.

From the left hand side of the photographer, go straight ahead, and when you go to the right, it seems that you are about to disappear into the ancient tree.

I thought the photo was coming to an end, because the headless figure was almost out of the photographer's sight, but I looked at the bottom right corner and saw that the numbers showed that there was one last photo left.

My heart moved, and I pressed the next one.

This photo is completely spent, and it can be seen that the person who took the photo shook his hand violently, but the content on it was still blurry and recognizable, and I looked at the thing on it, and immediately goosebumps rose to the ground.

Because the headless figure, the body that was originally on its side, turned around.

That is, it began to walk towards the photographer.

I instantly remembered the distorted face of the corpse, could it ...... Was he scared to death by the headless figure?

Just when I was looking at these photos, Lao Wu also came over, his face changed, he looked at the weather outside, and said, "Chaoyun curtain rain, it seems that we can't leave tonight." He glanced at my camera again and said, "We have to arrange a vigil." ”

I nodded heavily, looked at the stuffy oil bottle that was still sleeping, and my heart moved, and said, "There are many of us, we can have a good rest, and my little brother and I will stay on the first shift." The fat man immediately said: "Then I and Lao Hu will be in the second shift." ”

I looked at Xiaohua again, he smiled, put away his phone, touched the black skin nested on the side, and said, "I'll stay on the third shift with it." "I was choked up.

Dobonda and they were tired of the day in the middle of the night, and now the wind and rain were blocked out, and the group was crowded in the narrow tree hollow, and soon the snoring sounded, and the snoring of the mountain people and the snoring of the fat man were intertwined, and the people who listened were upset.

I handed the camera over, and the bottle flipped through it, and when he saw the headless figure, he frowned and said nothing.

I've been staring at the stuffy oil bottle, and now that everyone is asleep, I'm waiting for his explanation, why is it here? Has he been following me?

I didn't speak, and the stuffy oil bottle wouldn't take the initiative to speak, he glanced at me lightly, without any action ready to explain, and turned his head to look out of the tree hole, his face lines were soft and silent, and he didn't intend to speak at all.

I smiled bitterly, knowing that I couldn't wait for his initiative, so I said, "Little brother......" The words began, and the stuffy oil bottle made a silent gesture, and then, out of nowhere, he took a strange thing.

It was black, like an mp3, and it had an ear cable attached to it.

I was stunned, no matter what, I can't associate people like stuffy oil bottles with mp3.

In the end, I found out that it was not an MP3, because on the market, I have not seen this type, the point is, although it is only the size of a fountain pen, on the top, there is a small plastic round head, if I guessed correctly, it should be equipped with a strong signal antenna.

Then, the bottle moved his fingers, as if to adjust it, and then he handed it to me, gesturing to his ear.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, obviously tabooing the people in the hollow. I understood what the stuffy oil bottle meant, he told me to wear ear threads.

After putting the ear cord on, there was a rustling sound inside, as if the signal was not stable, and after a few moments, I heard the sound of a car horn again, and then a strange, cold male voice sounded: "He's gone." ”

Then came a woman's voice: "He went to Beijing." ”

After two sentences, there was another rustle, and then the sound sounded again.

Man: "Do you want to continue?" ”

Woman: "Their tickets went to Changping County, Sichuan, and you continued to follow them." ”

The whole process was only four sentences, but after listening to it, I felt like falling into an ice cellar.

It turned out that the itinerary of our group had already been monitored. Who are the men and women? Who, exactly, are they?