Several wooden handrails appeared in front of Mick's eyes, and the sound of their undulations and collisions with the ground was undoubtedly proof that the sound that came from him all the way was coming from him.

However, the focus of Mick's attention at this time was not the noisy handrail, but the things piled up on the cart, corpses, densely stacked on the wooden handrails.

Mick remembered the cartloads of corpses that the black-armored soldiers had brought when he saw the corpse pit in the city of Lunte.

The handrails lined up and walked slowly along a fixed route, just as they were about to pass by where Mick was hiding, rather than changing their way to the place where they were approaching.

However, when the group of people next to the pit saw these handrails, they didn't stay there all the time, waiting for these people to send them to the door, but went up directly. These few people who sent the handrail into the pit didn't seem to have the right to contact the pit and find out more information, so they directly handed over the handrail in their hands to the people who came up.

Seeing that the handrail in their hands had been handed over, these people did not intend to stay here longer, so they turned around and left. And the few people who took the handrail continued to follow the previously scheduled route, pushing ahead.

All this happened without any verbal communication, not even the most basic greetings, and it seems that there is an extremely tacit understanding, presumably this is not the first time.

It didn't look like a human corpse, and when he saw the handcart coming, Mick immediately saw the things on the handcar, the first thing that seemed to catch his eye was a deer, and the bears were stacked below, and finally there were many birds and mice.

Someone! Mick looked behind him in the order of the handrails, and the next few handrails were not just animal corpses, but also many human corpses, which were randomly stacked on this handrail, and there were quite a few of them.

Seeing more corpses, Mick didn't have the excitement and anger he had when he first saw him.

However, when this column of handrails appeared one by one close to the many wooden stakes, the people who were suddenly tied to the wooden stakes were like exploding a pot, struggling desperately, and their mouths kept trying to say something, but all this was in vain, and the strong and thick long rope had already restrained the limbs and torsos of these people.

Mick clearly saw that the rescuer was originally quietly looking for death, leaning on the stake, but when he saw the handrail, he immediately became excited, especially when he saw the corpses on the cars behind. I saw it struggling hard, but in the end it only gained exhaustion and helplessness, leaning weakly on the stake, staring blankly at a certain position on the handrail, tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Mick looked for it and really saw a familiar face, this person's body was half on the handrail, the whole head had already slipped out, and from time to time with the impact of the handrail, this head would hit the ground with a thud.

And this person is the fainting man that Mick saw before, and the reason why the rescuer is in a situation now is because of this person.

Now this person died in front of his eyes, and I don't know how many people died in this way, and I don't know if they really died of disease, or if they were directly killed by these people.

I don't know if the few people who took over the handrail pushed the handrail on purpose, and directly pushed the handrail towards those who were tied to the wooden stakes, and even more excessively, directly parked the handrail in front of these people, close to them, these people can clearly see the slightest trace of the corpse, and can also breathe the smell of corpse and blood from the corpse.

When the corpses of these cars were stable, Mick couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and touched his ears, which had been covered by himself a little painfully, as if he wanted to recover from the unpleasant impact of the handrail just now.

Mick, who let go of his hand, looked at his left and right with a puzzled expression, then looked at his hands again, and finally covered his ears again, and then released his ears again.

How could he still hear some of the sounds of Si Xi Suo? Could it be that he was hallucinating? Mick was also depressed at this time, and he didn't know that the small sound of Si Si Soso came from there, and there was no sign of stopping at all.

This sound is not like the crashing sound caused by the armrests of the former, but a sound similar to the sound of two extremely uneven surfaces, slowly rubbing against each other, and the non-stop chattering is extremely unpleasant.

Mick was searching for the source of the sound, wondering where it came from.

But at this time, when the handrails had just stopped, everyone around the pit seemed to come to life, and they all began to be busy with their own affairs, some were in a hurry to light more torches, and some were anxious to find various props.

In short, accompanied by this strange and piercing sound, Mick felt that the whole crowd moved faster, and the continuous small noises were like orders, so that everyone started to do something.

It didn't take long for Mick to discover some of the movements of these men.

It seems to be trying to move everything to the side of the pit, where the handcart in front of the stake holds the corpse. And as the number of fires slowly increased, Mick was able to see the situation next to the pit more clearly.

However, as for what was in the pit, Mick still couldn't see clearly, although the number of fires had increased, but they were all far away from the pit, and they seemed to be afraid of provoking something, because Mick could clearly see some people with torches in their hands, and once they planned to get closer to the pit, they would always become more careful, and even carry the torches on their backs, trying to block the fire and prevent it from shining into the pit.

Still, Mick had something new, and he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a stone path near the edge of the pit in front of the stakes of the crowd, and the specific direction of the stone path seemed to be the bottom of the pit, for Mick saw the stone steps going down.

There were many people around the pit, and they were not slow, and soon Mick could see that these people had slowly piled up something similar to a high platform beside this deep pit, the high platform was wooden, not large, leaning against the downward stone steps, and walking straight forward along the middle of the high platform to go straight to this stone step.