The wood of this coffin is rotten, and Brother Qiang easily pried off a wooden plank, which is basically the same, but it is still dry bones. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I began to feel anxious, and then I set my eyes on the bloody footprints on the ground, and I saw that these bloody footprints were the densest in front of the three new coffins. I pointed to the three humble new coffins, "Brother Qiang, open these three." ”

Brother Qiang nodded, and with a creak, the wooden board was lifted up, and the coffin lid fell right in front of my eyes, and I immediately looked inside the coffin after a glance. The iron nails on the coffin lid turned out to be new and shiny, and there was no trace of rust.

But what disappointed me inside was a female corpse in her fifties curled up with her legs curled up. It doesn't seem to have been dead for a long time, and it smells a little.

Brother Qiang glanced back at Lao Pan, "It seems that there is really Lao Pan's good relationship here, otherwise it would be impossible to come in and play every once in a while." But it seems that this woman just died not long ago, should it be today by the way to come in to mourn, and then met the tourist shoes died here. ”

I pointed to the other new coffin, "Don't guess there, your IQ is about to become negative." Hurry up, come to this one. ”

Brother Qiang stretched the Tang knife into the crack of the coffin, and lifted it hard, the coffin lid was easily lifted, and Brother Qiang scolded angrily, "I'm this age, don't play with me like this, who will raise me with my waist." ”

I hurriedly wanted to look inside the coffin, and I almost dropped my jaw when I saw it, Cong Shuya, sure enough, is here. I reached out and touched her neck, it was warm and pulse, at least her vital signs were very normal, and her breathing was relatively even, as if she was tired and found such a place to sleep.

I pushed her, Cong Shuya seemed to be sleeping happily, squinting at me, "Isn't it dawn, what are you doing?" Be smart, call me again at breakfast, good. I was speechless when I heard it, and I was about to warn him that he was sleeping in the coffin now, when Cong Shuya suddenly screamed, "There is a strange person who killed Lao Pan." Hey, he didn't kill me, so where am I now?"

I told him roughly what had happened, and the old man was gone. Now Cong Shuya was in a hurry, so I asked him if he saw the old man when he came in. Cong Shuya said that it was because the old man was gone, and we were all gone, so she was looking for it everywhere. At first, she thought that the old man had found something of interest in it, so she followed up and looked, but she saw a figure who killed Lao Pan with a kitchen knife, and then he didn't know anything.

The things that the old man can catch must be extraordinary, I was in a hurry, and Brother Qiang pointed to the new coffin on the other side with a knife. I nodded, and Brother Qiang also lifted the lid of the coffin this time. The person lying inside is the old man.

I pushed him, but there was no response, and the pulse was relatively normal when I tried to breathe. With Brother Qiang, he lifted the old man to the outside of the cave, and Brother Qiang opened a bottle of water and poured it directly into the old man's face.

After a few violent coughs, the old man opened his eyes and blinked twice, and then fell asleep again.

Brother Qiang said that it should be fine, so let's put the old man back in his sleeping bag first. I asked Cong Shuya what that person looked like, Cong Shuya shook her head, I only saw a figure, and then I didn't know anything. Cong Shuya said, and suddenly said excitedly, "Oh, I know, my last trace of consciousness is to smell a strange fishy smell." The smell was very peculiar, and it made me feel weird and disgusting. ”

"You and the old man are really the same master, you should have fallen into the same trick, the old man is more resistant than you, and you can stumble back and lie down in the sleeping bag, you can fall well, lie down in the coffin. I said it was very strange, "Well, did you say that the three new wooden coffins were prepared by the murderer?" I think so, but how did he know that three were enough. ”

Brother Qiang smiled, "You have to ask the murderer, maybe the old lady who died was the murderer's friend, and she was jealous and killed Lao Pan." ”

Brother Qiang's words really woke me up, the murderer really has an unclear relationship with the dead woman, otherwise it would be impossible to prepare a coffin for the woman's corpse.

But I think these are superfluous, the old man has been unconscious, sprinkle some water on his face and open his eyes and stare at you a few times, and then he will fall asleep again.

It wasn't until the third day that the old man woke up in a daze, and it was Brother Qiang who fetched a lot of water from a nearby stream to fill him up and wake him up.

The first thing the old man said when he woke up was to go quickly, and I was on the road. It made us laugh, when did you have this bucket, the cold salad was cold, and then I remembered to go quickly.

When the old man came to his senses, it was the evening of the next day. We asked him what was going on, and the old man said that when he walked in, he felt that something was wrong, and that there was a strange smell in it.

I think about it, I didn't smell it. Maybe it's because the old man has a smart nose, and he can smell the smell of the earth, so he can smell it.

When the old man went into the depths of the cave where the coffin was placed, he saw a woman with chains on her body, her clothes torn to pieces, and she knelt dead in a corner. After that, the old man asked about the strong fishy smell, and he felt that his feet were fluttering, and he hurriedly walked out.

When the old man came back, he was already delirious, and he didn't know anything when he lay down with difficulty.

A few people chatted for a while, and there were many speculations about the murderer, but this was just a conversation after dinner. In the past few days, he has rested very well, and Brother Qiang also comes back from time to time to bake and eat some prey.

According to Brother Qiang, hunting seems to be extremely simple. I tried a few times, but I didn't even find a rabbit hair, and then I thought that Brother Qiang came back from the army and had a strong ability to survive in the wild, so it was naturally not a problem to bring in a handful of prey. I originally wanted to learn from both hands, and secretly sighed that I had no talent in this area like watching the Big Dipper.

The road below can only be walked by ourselves, but fortunately, the old man knows the general location, and the reason why he wants to find it is to avoid detours. But I didn't expect the final result to be counterproductive, and I was delayed here for so long.

When I embarked on the journey again, I felt more deeply the momentum of the primeval forest that can swallow everything. As we walked through the woods, we couldn't see anything from a hundred meters away, and although we didn't find any wild animals, we often saw some leftovers of the eaten soup in the cold.

"What kind of bone is this?" Brother Qiang asked the old man, pointing to a relatively complete skeleton. The old man looked at it a few times and continued to walk forward, "This is a fox, you can smell that smell from eight hundred miles away, your nose has grown on the donkey, you can't smell such a big smell?"

Brother Qiang is very curious about this, but whenever he encounters a skeleton he doesn't know, he has to ask a few questions. can ask the old man to hit him once, and Brother Qiang doesn't mind, he is still happy. Until we saw a human skeleton, Brother Qiang didn't ask.

The old man walked over, checked it a few times and said, "Why don't you ask? Do you know this?" Brother Qiang glanced sideways, "Why don't you know, don't even know this one, don't be as smart as you, just go and smell the fishy smell casually, and then sleep for a few days." ”

The old man laughed, "Do you know?" What is his name, do you know?" Brother Qiang touched a soft nail again, but he was still not convinced, "It seems that you know what his name is." He's your second uncle?"

"This person's name is Fang Tianpei, look what this is. "The old man took out a piece of something from the bones and threw it to Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang caught it, I stretched out my head to look at it, it was engraved with the words Fang Tianpei, and the following is to hope that someone will pick up his bones and bring them back to the village.

As soon as I heard the name of the village, I thought of the place we had been to before, and perhaps this man was also a hunter, and he could not go back, and died in the mountains.

The old man said to us, "This place is starting to get dangerous, so you should be careful." "Brother Qiang didn't win, he just didn't listen to the persuasion of the old man, and walked ahead of us by more than ten meters alone.

"Smart, what do you want to do most if we lift the curse?" Cong Shuya held my hand or held my arm for most of the way. Our identity in front of the old man seems to have been established, and I can't talk to Cong Shuya all the time, so I can only rely on him.

I thought about it, and I really wanted to say that I would marry Yu Tianyi and give birth to a few dolls, but when the words came to my mouth, I suddenly changed my words and said, "At that time, I will rest for a few years, go to the beach and rent a house to live, just watch the sea quietly every day, or go to a place with good scenery to build a cabin, and no one will see me, so I will live like this for a while." ”

Cong Shuya smiled and squeezed my hand, "Then I must accompany me, otherwise don't even think about it." ”

Just as he was talking happily, Brother Qiang, who was striding forward in front, suddenly screamed and fell into the hole. The old man ran over in a few steps, and he was happy when he saw it.

Brother Qiang fell into a deep pit full of crockpots, which looked like pottery and looked rather rough.

Brother Qiang sat on the clay pot, touched his head, said that he had fallen, and almost nodded down and stuffed his head into the jar.

Brother Qiang wanted to climb up, but the old man pointed to the clay pot and said, "You wait first, throw a few clay pots up first, and we will study and study, how can there be such a thing in this deep mountain and old forest." And it doesn't taste right. ”

Brother Qiang reluctantly threw two clay pots up, seemingly deliberately exerting a little more strength. The old man didn't catch any of them, and the clay pot fell on a tree not far away, shattering into a ball with a crisp sound.

"If there's anything bad in there, we're going to kill you. The old man pointed at Brother Qiang and accused.

Brother Qiang was grabbing the roots of the tree in the dirt on the side and was climbing up, and his mouth was not idle, "There are so many below, what's the matter if you break one or two." You also want to be able to jump in and sleep with you. ”

I looked at the two clay pots in the hands of the old man, these are the clay pots that have always been round and bulging, the style is very ordinary, and the workmanship is also very rough. The upper mouth is sealed with a thick layer of mud, or it is possible that it is not sealed mud, but it is not good to say that the surrounding mud has been poured into it for a long time underground.

"It tastes weird. The old man muttered as he reached out to grab the sealing mud on it.

I felt that something was wrong and wanted to make him stop immediately, but before I could say anything, Cong Shuya on the side shouted, "Run, this jar is a corpse hammer armor." ”