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A passerby shook his hand and threw the corpse backward, and the remaining three hairy balls rushed up instantly. One of them grabbed the corpse and flew away alone, disappearing into the tunnel. The other two, who didn't get food, crawled towards me and the passerby with bloodshot eyes, their legs hooked on the top of the hole, moving extremely quickly, like Batman's mother. After throwing the corpse, the passerby grabbed my arm and ran, and we couldn't care about any strange sounds at this time, thinking only of escaping.
Passerby A was too fast, I was dragged by him for a while and couldn't keep up, my feet were stumbling, almost being pulled along, but just then, I suddenly found that the tunnel where I was had widened, and those two furry balls suddenly stopped chasing.
I leaned against the wall of the cave, panting heavily, and suddenly remembered the injury of passerby A. Just as I was about to speak, the faint green light flickered twice and then went out quietly, and the last cold smoke finally burned out, plunging the entire space into complete darkness.
It's the kind of darkness where you can't see your hand in front of your face, and there isn't even a single thread of light here.
I subconsciously swallowed my saliva and shouted, "Hey, brother, are you still alive?" No one answered me. I stretched out my hand to feel around, touched a bunch of hair, and immediately my hand was slapped away. All I heard was a faint gasp of a low growl saying, "Get lost."
I let out a sigh of relief, remembering that I still had a lighter in my bag. I quickly took it out and lit it up. As the flame illuminated the surroundings, I saw that passerby A's face was deathly pale. In fact, half of his face was covered, making it impossible to see his true expression. However, his lips were pale and bloodless, clearly a sign of severe blood loss. I shone the light on his back, where he had been bitten, and saw that the skin was torn and still bleeding profusely. My anger and sadness surged as I tore my clothes apart, turning my midriff-baring outfit into a half-body suit. Dammit, if this kept up, I'd be wearing a bikini soon! If it weren't for all the exercise I'd been getting, the low temperatures here would have frozen me to death multiple times already.
I helped him deal with the wound, and I thought it was necessary to explain, so I thickened my skin and opened my mouth: "Actually, just now I wasn't on purpose, I wanted to poke that furry ball, but who knew it was even more slippery than a woman, so I lost my hand, don't take it to heart." After finishing, I regretted it a bit, feeling like I had acted too shamelessly.
He turned his face to me, paused for a moment, and asked: "Are you Wu Xie?" I nodded, not surprised by his question. First, I was temporarily added, second, after joining, I didn't have any contact with him, maybe he had heard Xiaohua and Xiuxiu call me that way.
He saw me nod, and then hummed a sound. At this time, my fingers suddenly felt scorching hot, the lighter transmitted a scorching temperature, in order to prevent an explosion, I quickly withdrew the lighter, and once again fell into darkness.
I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall of the cave, my mind was a bit confused. I didn't expect that even before we left Niema Mountain, something like this would happen. Now it seems that we have lost our way, and I don't know if Xiaohua is still looking for us. I took out my phone to check the time, only to find that it had run out of battery.
My hand is covered in blood, earlier when I was trying to pull out the hairball from my mouth, it was full of dense wounds. Now that I've relaxed, all I can feel is the intense pain, and there's still a stench in my throat. The feeling of biting into a bunch of smelly hair won't go away, my stomach is churning with nausea, acid water keeps rising up. In the end, I couldn't hold it in anymore and threw up. Just as I was throwing up and everything went black, a cold voice came from the darkness: "Don't feel nauseous, not allowed to throw up."
I suddenly got angry, the muddy Bodhisattva still had a bit of temper, the rabbit was anxious and wanted to bite people, and immediately scolded: "Get out of my sight, why did I spit so much, wasn't it to save you? You also go bite that monster, don't think your claws are fierce and I'm afraid of you. If you provoke me, I...I..." I thought for a long time but couldn't think of any threatening words. Now being trapped here, in terms of martial arts, I am completely no match for him. Causing trouble now would be harmful to me and useless. So I'd better shut my mouth and ignore him. A real man can yield and compromise, so I endured.
The silence lasted for a while, and then Roadman A spoke up in a light tone, saying: "We don't know when we can leave, the things in our stomachs are still there." I opened my eyes, came to my senses, and was speechless for a moment. Is he actually concerned about me? Dammit, if you're going to show concern, can't you do it in a warmer way? It sounds like you owe me 8 million bucks or something.
I grunted, and the fire in my heart dissipated. I leaned against the wall for a while, and my whole body went limp. My muscles twitched uncontrollably, and before I knew it, I had dozed off into a daze. I didn't know how much time had passed - maybe it was a whole night, or just a few minutes. In any case, I lost all sense of time, and my head felt terribly dizzy.
In a daze, the sound of that phone rang again, drip! Drip! The sound stimulated my voice, and my brain, which was in a state of confusion, suddenly woke up as if it had been splashed with a basin of cold water.
This sound, this time was very close, almost every time I heard this sound something bad would happen. Subconsciously, I gripped the dagger in my hand tightly, and my muscles tensed up instantly. At the same time, my eyes which had adapted to the darkness suddenly discovered a faintly weak light not far away from the tunnel.
That light is very weak. If it weren't in such a dark environment, it would be almost imperceptible. And that dripping sound was coming from there.
In the darkness, I subconsciously looked in the direction of passerby A, and before I could see clearly, a hand suddenly grabbed my arm, and a low voice sounded in my ear: "Give me the lighter."
Again? I'm not that stupid.
I slapped my arm, lit a lighter and walked towards the light. When I got closer, my hand trembled slightly. In front of me was a corpse, and the sound was the charging reminder when the phone was out of power. I looked at the brand, it was Samsung, which had this feature. At the same time, the phone completely shut down after exhausting its last bit of battery.
"There is a corpse."
Passerby A stood quietly behind me and said, "We saw that figure crawling in the snowy ground, it should be him."
"How can you be so sure?"
Passerby A was facing me, seemingly sizing me up. The feeling that he could see through me while I couldn't get a clear look at him was extremely unpleasant. Subconsciously, I turned my head to glance at the corpse. The corpse was lying flat on its back, with shoes already gone and two tattered pant legs hanging from its feet. Its underwear had rotted halfway off, and further up was a large belly with a long scar on it.
At that moment, I didn't dare to look up, staring at the white and plump belly, staring at the scar, my hands started shaking.
The fatty was once in Banana, his belly was pierced by a huge hole made by Miloda, I still remember it vividly today. This body shape and this scar make me think of bad things. My throat rolled for a moment, and for the first time, I felt that swallowing saliva was such a difficult thing to do.
Due to the angle of the lighter, the face of the corpse was still hidden in the darkness, and it only took a slight movement of the lighter to see clearly, but my hand was stiffened there, staring at the dark place, with severe eye strain.
No way... it can't be such a coincidence.
Chubby has gone missing.
The smell of death, Chen Wenjin's appearance.
If Chen Wenjin brought Baozi into Kunlun Mountain... then the corpse in front of us is likely...
My hand remained stiff there, my mind was in a mess, and my eyes were covered with a layer of water that refused to come out. Passerby A discovered my abnormality and immediately snatched the lighter from my hand, plunging the cave into darkness once again. Just for an instant, the light of the lighter reappeared, and at the same time, I saw the corpse in front of me clearly.
...no head.
His head was as if something had gnawed it off, the broken place was full of tendons, a headless corpse.
In an instant, I felt even more nauseous in my stomach, and at the same time, that terrible thought became clearer. I stared fixedly at the corpse, then frantically tore off its clothes, rummaging through its pockets, trying to find something that could prove the identity of the body, but nothing was found. The corpse had many scars on its body, apparently having gone through a long period of struggle.
There was no food on his body and no identification documents. This corpse is completely unidentifiable.
Passerby A seemed to be stunned by my actions, he looked at me for a while and said: "This person... is related to you?" I didn't know how to answer. If he was Fatso, then he was related to me because he was my sworn brother, but if he wasn't Fatso, who was he?
In my subconscious mind, I was rejecting my own thoughts, so I shook my head and said, "I don't know."
Passerby A brought the lighter to my face, stared at me for a while, and said: "Your complexion is really bad. Let's take a look at his phone, maybe we can find some clues." I was stunned, patted my thigh hard, and immediately took out the battery of my Samsung phone, saying: "What brand is your phone? Try it quickly." Passerby A didn't make a sound, took out the battery of his own phone. I took a look, damn it's lucky, it's actually the same brand! After putting in the battery and turning it on, the first screen to appear was a system wallpaper. I eagerly went to flip through his photos, but they were empty.
Flipping through the address book again, it's still empty.
I feel something is off about this phone. Its appearance seems somewhat outdated, and it's clear that it has been used for a long time. What reason would someone have to not leave any phone numbers or photos on their phone?
After some analysis, I gradually calmed down in my heart, and there are only two reasons:
Firstly, the owner of the machine is engaged in shameful activities, so they won't keep personal or friends' photos.
Secondly, the machine owner does not want others to know their contact range, so there is no address book.
But even if he was extremely careful, as long as he used it, there would definitely be some clues left behind. And I'm too familiar with Fatty, he's never been the kind of person to secretly hide things. When he meets a beautiful woman on the street, he'll take out his phone and sneak a shot. His phone is full of all sorts of messy things, it wouldn't be so clean.
But this can't rule out the possibility that the person in front of me isn't Fatso. Firstly, the body's physique is too similar. Secondly, the timing of the body's appearance is too coincidental. If I couldn't find any strong evidence, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest easy. If it really is Fatso's corpse... then... no matter what, I absolutely can't let him stay here, even if he's dead, he has to die with his whole body intact.
I calmed down and continued to search my phone. The remaining battery of the pedestrian's phone was not much, and soon there was a charging reminder sound, which made me nervous, fearing that it would automatically shut down in the next second. After searching for half a day, I finally found a clue.