Geng Chengping was stunned for a moment, and Wang Liqing took this opportunity to run to the skeleton's side, grabbed the skeleton's arm, and wanted to pull it up.

The skeleton trembled twice, but still didn't move.

A trace of horror flashed in Wang Liqing's eyes, and he shouted, "Zhao Rui, come and see." ”

I handed the black suitcase to Zhang Geng and asked him to help me take care of it, and then I came closer.

Wang Liqing pointed to the skull's hand.

The skull's hand was like a living person, and the nails on it were stuck in the sand, and Wang Liqing couldn't pull it out.

I noticed that the skeleton had a gold ring on his hand that had merged with his fingers.

I crouched down and held out my hand: "Give me your iron pickaxe." ”

Wang Liqing looked at me deeply, but he was not ambiguous, took off the iron pickaxe at his waist, and handed it to me.

I dug down with an iron pickaxe, and when I dug a little, I was stunned.

What's underneath the sand?

Is it endless sand, or is it glittering treasure?

Neither, nails.

Hard, curved, fingernails with no end visible at a glance.

They grow densely under the sand, intertwined, crowded with each other, and the dust and sand inside the nails make them look ugly and disgusting.

The pickaxe failed to break the nails, leaving only a small scratch on them.

A skeleton, all of its flesh rotting and gone, turned into white bones, but its hands were intact and its nails were still growing.

As many years as he died, his nails grew as long as he could.

He stayed in the middle of the desert without moving, his nails were hard, he became a plant in the desert, his nails were his rhizomes, his red mountaineering suit was his leaves, he became as weird as this desert.

Wang Liqing and I glanced at each other, and we both understood the horror in each other's eyes.

I dug a handful of sand from the other side and buried my nails.

Bai Luoxin walked over curiously, and when he saw the skeleton's intact hands, his eyes widened, and he covered his mouth and couldn't speak.

Zhang Geng was behind Bai Luoxin, probing his brain, not daring to look carefully.

At this time, Monsoon's courage grew, he first helped Geng Chengping back to the car, and then squeezed to Bai Luoxin's side, staring at the skeleton non-stop.

"This should have been dead for many years, it's definitely not Luan Xi, it's okay, it's okay, let's get out of here quickly, continue to walk forward, and find Luan Xi."

I walked a short distance and picked up the skull on the ground, only to hear strange noises acutely.

The sound was so small that it was hidden in the wind, and it couldn't be heard at all if you didn't listen carefully.

I leaned my ear close to the skeleton and could hear it talking.

It said, "Help me." ”

A skeleton, with only bones and fingernails left on its body, begging me for help.

Wang Liqing turned his head to look at me, and then looked at the skull in my hand, his face was two points whiter than just now.

He threw the skull on the ground, then walked up to me, snatched the skull from my hand, and smashed it down with a pickaxe.

"Bang!" The sound of the pickaxe smashing against the bones was so harsh that it made people feel sour.

The skeleton shook violently, and a strange-looking thing emerged from it.

It has a long tail and blood-red eyes, like a mouse and a weasel.

It glanced up at Wang Liqing, then jumped into the sand and disappeared.

Wang Liqing scolded: "Brute! ”

I asked, "What's that?" ”

"I don't know, the animals of the desert. It's just pretending to be a ghost. ”

Wang Liqing said it firmly, but I didn't believe it.

I don't know if the help I heard was from a skeleton or if it was from the strange thing just now.

As he spoke, Wang Liqing pressed the skull into the sand and buried the skeleton's body again.

"Alright, let's go."

Wang Liqing took the lead in walking back to the off-road vehicle.

When I got back to the car, I looked at the small sand dunes where the skeletons were buried, and shook my head slightly.

How do dead people make their palms look like they were when they were alive?

Will dead bodies continue to grow nails?

After this experience, Geng Chengping's tears never stopped, and he looked around anxiously.

"Hee-hee, Hee-hee......"

He shouted one after another, sad and desperate.

Is his affection for Luan Xi so deep?

When Luan Xi and Ge Wange went toe-to-toe yesterday, I didn't see how much he liked Luan Xi.

Geng Chengping couldn't drive a car like this, and Monsoon was arrogant and went to another off-road vehicle to drive.

Geng Chengping sat in the co-pilot in a daze, his eyes out of focus.

Ge Wange stretched out her weak and boneless hands and fed fresh dates to his mouth.

He opened his mouth mechanically.

"Boom, boom," the sound of teeth crushing crunchy dates was as loud as an iron pickaxe hitting a fingernail.

The sun was still dazzling in the distance, and there were too many unspeakable secrets buried in the endless desert.

Now, in the off-road vehicle I am sitting in, Wang Liqing is driving, Gan Qi is sitting in the co-pilot, me, Zhang Geng and Bai Luoxin are sitting in the back seat, and everyone else is in another car.

Zhang Geng seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked: "Ji Feng said before that Luan Xi can influence people's behavior through her voice, similar to the sound skills said on the Internet, could it be that she influenced everyone's thoughts through her voice, so we didn't find her?" ”

After he finished speaking, he shuddered and moved away from me, looking at me suspiciously: "You...... Is it really Zhao Rui? You can't be Luan Xi pretending......"

Before Zhang Geng's words fell, I slapped him in the face.

His delicate cheeks instantly turned red.

"! That's right, this strength, this feeling, it's Brother Zhao! ”

Zhang Geng shouted babblingly, which made the depressing atmosphere a little lighter.

Zhang Geng's eyes turned to Bai Luoxin again.

Bai Luoxin laughed, revealing two shiny little tiger teeth, and shook the backpack on his body, which contained a sharp kitchen knife.

Zhang Geng immediately shrunk his neck and laughed flatteringly.

Gan Qi suddenly said, "No." ”

"What wouldn't? Are you saying it wasn't Brother Zhao who beat me? That's impossible, I don't know anything else, Brother Zhao's big pocket, I'm definitely familiar with it, that's the smell! ”

Zhang Geng is not ashamed, but proud, as if being slapped in the mouth by me is something worth bragging.

For a while, it made me cry and laugh.

Wang Li opened his mouth quietly: "Zhao Rui, I didn't expect you to play with a lot of flowers!" ”

“……”

I was stunned, what does Wang Liqing mean by this? Because Zhang Geng once suspected his fetishes, he rebelled against the army?

Wang Liqing saw that no one answered his words, so he couldn't help coughing twice and said, "I'm joking." ”

This joke is really cold, like his face, gloomy and cold, not funny at all.