Daomu Biji

Chapter 45 ■ Footprints of corpses

This is a very common thing. When we travel in the Gobi and enter the oasis, we generally do not take off our upper body and put our lower body in the sleeping bag to warm up, so that we can get up quickly in case of emergencies.Aning looked like he was lying in a sleeping bag. He didn't know how many eyes he had looked at this way. He was very familiar with it. However, thinking about it and remembering that she was dead, she felt very sad.

But when I fell asleep, the body was obviously completely wrapped in a sleeping bag. Who turned her out?Is it Panzi?What did he do to turn her out?

I stood up and walked over to the corpse and looked around, and I found that something seemed wrong.The corpse was indeed moved, and the hands curled up unnaturally, and the whole corpse looked a bit strange.

I looked around subconsciously, the sky was dark, the swamp was different in the canyon, the trees around were relatively sparse, nothing could shine out, the flames of the fuel can were small, the surroundings were completely dark, and nothing could be seen .

Turning around and waking up Pan Zi, Pan Zi couldn't sleep deeply, and woke up in one beat, I asked him if he did it.

Pan Zi was baffled. He looked at it and shook his head. Instead, he looked at me with suspicion. I don't think his expression looked like he was pretending, and he was even more puzzled.

Suddenly thinking of the fat man again, he said, did the fat man see the relics of Aning?Is this king bastard not even letting go of his own things?But my impression is that although the fat man is greedy for money, he is unlikely to do such a thing.

Pan Zi washed his face with the swamp water on one side, and walked to the side of Aning's body. He lit a miner's lamp and took a photo, trying to see what was going on.

Aning's face still froze with the expression of the moment of death, which now looks a bit scary.The body got wet from the rain, Pan Zi squatted down and straightened the hair on her face, we saw that the wound where Anin was bitten had turned black and purple and began to rot, the skin on his body Mottled dark purple also appeared, and the high temperature here had begun to corrode this beautiful corpse.

According to it, we found that there were several mud marks on the body of the body. Pan Zi touched it, and it seemed that it did not stick for a long time. Following the traces of mud, we suddenly found that there were several on the side of the body. A little thing like mud footprints.

Pan Zi glanced at me and followed these mud prints, and found that the footprints had always spread from the swamp, because it was raining, it was no longer obvious, only the side of the body was still very clear.

There is something in the swamp!Our nerves twitched, and our throats tightened. After glancing at each other, I turned around to wake up the fat people.Pan Zi stood up and picked up the gun, followed the footprints to the edge of the swamp, squatted down, and took photos in the water.

The fat man couldn't wake up, opened his eyes when the oil bottle touched, and didn't know if he was sleeping. As soon as I told the situation, he frowned.

The two of us walked to Pan Zi. The water was turbid and nothing was clear. Pan Zi took the mud footprints to the oil bottle and said, "Damn, it seems that when we sleep, there are Something has climbed up, and it seems that I can't fall asleep after being killed. "

After taking a look at the footprints, the look of the dull oil bottle changed. He took the miner's lamp and quickly scanned around the body, blocking us from letting us approach the body again.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"There is only a row of footprints, and that thing hasn't gone yet." He whispered.

Chapter 46—Snake Conspiracy

We didn't even notice a few rows of traces just now. After listening to the dull oil bottle, the probe looked at the footprints. As it turned out, we were more alert now.Pan Zi immediately picked up his short gun and aimed at Aning's body.

We stepped back a few steps, and the dull oil bottle on the other side was holding the miner's lamp to illuminate the corpse, while beckoning me to immediately wake the fat man.

I experienced a life-and-death struggle before, and then encountered the accident of Anin's sudden death. My nerves can no longer bear it.Now I did n’t stop for a few minutes and my nerves were tightening again, making me feel very depressed, but I was n’t afraid. Instead, I stepped back to the fat man, first drew the dagger from the fat man, and then slapped him a few times.

But the fat man slept too much. I photographed him a few times, but his eyebrows moved a little, but he couldn't wake up.When I hit it, I felt sweat on his face.

I feel a bit wrong, how can someone sleep like this, is it sick?However, touching the fat man's forehead can't feel the high temperature. I mean, is it a dream?I was trying to pinch him hard, and suddenly I saw that on the edge of the place where the fat man was lying, there were even such tiny mud prints.And more and messy than Aning.

I said badly, and quickly stood up and backed up and called Pan Zi.

"What's wrong?" Pan Zi turned back, and I pointed to the mud trace and showed him."There are also here!"

While aiming at Aning's body, Pan Zi stepped back to me. When he looked down, he scolded his mother and moved the gun head.The dull oil bottle on one side also looked back and backed away.

The three looked at the body and then the fat man.My heart says that this situation is complicated, the body is still easy to handle, and can't allow me to think more about it.Pan Zi glanced at the dull oil bottle, and the two made a gesture, apparently exchanging opinions.Pan Zi raised his gun and retreated to the edge of the rock under his feet, away from the corpse and the fat man, so that he could monitor both directions at the same time.The dull oil bottle handed me the light, let me shine on the fat man, and at the same time took the dagger in my hand, Mao Yao walked to the fat man in a very difficult position.

This is a semi-squat posture, with feet bent and people leaning down, but they do not squat completely, so that they can maintain maximum flexibility in the event of an accident.He approached the fat man and made a gesture to me without looking back, letting me move the light to the footprints around the fat man.

The atmosphere is terrible. I scolded in my heart. When will this kind of thing come to an end?I moved the light over, and at that moment, suddenly two or three unknown objects rushed out from under the fat man's shoulders at a rapid speed, and swept across the range that the light could reach.

That's too fast, it just took a flash in my eyes.But my hand is still conditioned reflex, and I swipe directly in the direction of those few things.It's a pity that I didn't catch anything, only heard a series of sounds that didn't know what was jumping into the swamp.At the same time, there was a sudden movement over Aning's body. The same series of sounds entered the water, as if feeling a lot of frogs on the edge of Tiange.

The sullen oil bottle responded astoundingly, but apparently he was the same for such a fast speed.He just turned around quickly and gave up without even chasing the first step.He hurriedly waved me over and went into the water.

I rushed over and lifted the miner's lamp into the water, and I saw the ripples and several water marks in the water quickly went away and dived into the swamp.

"What is it? Water mouse?" I asked, the first feeling is this.I have seen many such mice before when urban construction was not perfect in the 1990s.

The dull oil bottle shook his head, his face somber: "It's a snake! It's that kind of cockscomb snake."

I stunned and looked at the series of marks just left on the ground, and suddenly realized that it was true, that is a snake-shaped trace, no wonder it is a bit like footprints but not.Ominous thoughts suddenly rushed into my heart. It is said that this kind of snake is very vengeful and behaves strangely. Now it really comes to the door.

At this time, I found that the fat man was still awake. I could not help but chuckled, and I said that the fat man has been bitten?

I immediately went to see the fat man, because I didn't know if all the snakes were gone, so I leaned over carefully and pushed him first.Unexpectedly, he woke up with this push, and sat up at once, his face pale, but people were still confused.He looked at a few of us, and then looked at the sky again, a bit inexplicably.Seeing us look at him like a big enemy, it took a long time to say: "What the hell are you fucking like? Fatty, I don't sell art, I'm useless to see me."

We should be relieved to see him like this.But I was still not assured, let the fat man turn around and checked him, it was indeed not bitten.The fat man looked at me to let him undress, and felt even more inexplicable, and asked me what was going on, and I said what I had just said.

The fat man doubted the letter, and we didn't have time to explain it to him, and got up and walked to the side of Aning's body.I took a picture of the nearby swamp, it was completely black, and I could not see anything. The stones beside the body were all traces of the snakes that had just left.

"His mother's evil door, are these sleeping bags opened by these snakes?" Pan Zi whispered to herself, patting the body up and down with a gun to see if there were any snakes inside.

No snake came out, but I felt very uneasy, and a nightmare-like panic spread in my heart.While we were sleeping, several cockscomb snakes climbed up from the swamp and crawled under the fat and Anin. I didn't know how to open Aning's sleeping bag.This is so weird, what are they trying to do?I looked at the dark swamp and always felt that something ominous must have happened.

Others have this feeling.The dull oil bottle squatted down and inspected Aning's body, and found nothing strange. We made a gesture and let us turn on the miner's lamp. He had to take a closer look at the surrounding water.

We did what the oil bottle said, and the fat man on one side also came to help.We turned on the miner's lamp in four directions, and began to scan the water, only to sweep a few times, and suddenly the fat man behind him exclaimed.

We thought that the snake appeared again, and immediately turned around and looked down at his light. We saw a figure of about twenty meters in the swamp in front of us. There was a figure that seemed to have been drilled out of the mud of the swamp.

The light of a miner's lamp couldn't be clarified, and all the lamps were gathered in the past, and I saw a man covered with mud, standing in the waist-deep water, like a water ghost looking at us.

"Dog day, what is this?" The fat man shouted.

The dull oil bottle took a closer look and exclaimed: "Oh my god, it's Chen Wenjin!" Then he rushed into the swamp and ran towards the man.(To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)