Chapter 697: Chapter 697

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"Of course, there are snow-capped mountains in several northern provinces. The difference is just more or less, big or small. The twenty-four peaks we are going to pass this time were called ghost mountains by the ancients thousands of years ago. The reason why they are called ghost mountains is

Because there is a big red bird on the Twenty-fourth Peak, which makes a shrill cry. According to legend, anyone who hears the red bird's cry will definitely die."

Luo Yang clicked his tongue twice, "This Ning Province is really a blockbuster. I finally figured it out. The less present an area is, the more dangerous and mysterious it is. Ning Province not only has devil cities, but also magic mountains, ghost mountains, and monsters.

They all live together."

"How long does it take to get out of the Twenty-Four Peaks?" Ye Fu was most concerned about this question.

"The mountain road over there has 18 bends. It may take four or five hours."

"This small desert is quite large. It may take three or four hours to get out. The weather is pretty good today. Let's rush out of the poplar forest in one go."

After Ye Fu finished speaking, he put down the bowl and walked to a poplar tree in front. He raised his foot and kicked the tree. With a "crunch", the trunk broke. Ye Fu picked up a section of the trunk to see how dry it was.

Depending on the degree of weathering, these trees may have died during the high temperatures in the third year of the end of the world.

Ye Fu kicked a few more trees. The trunks were very brittle, and the branches would break if pinched lightly or blown by the wind.

"After entering Ning Province, there were some weeds except at the junction. The further inside we went, the less we could see any living plants. I found that there were none. It hasn't rained much in the past two days."

"The environment is too harsh. I don't know if there are any survivors in Ning Province."

"There may still be survivors in the south, but the north and central part are no longer suitable for human survival."

"This fruit knife has curled edges."

Half an hour later, all eight corpses were dug out, including three males and five females. Ye Fu guessed that they were no more than twenty years old by examining their teeth.

After the grave bag was completed, Ye Fu scattered some heat-resistant plant seeds around it, hoping that after a rain, hope would grow here.

"Why vent your anger?" Han Feng was puzzled.

After packing up their tents and backpacks, the four of them set off again. The sandy soil in the poplar forest was extremely soft, making it difficult for the horses to run. As soon as they entered the poplar forest, Ye Fu saw a few dead seabuckthorn trees. A gust of wind blew and yellow sand moved towards everyone.

It swept forward, and Ye Fu quickly tightened the reins to turn the horse around. Ten minutes later, the strong wind gradually subsided, and the horse paced impatiently on the spot, while Ye Fu shook off the sand and soil on his body.

Luo Yang touched his chin, "The murderer didn't take away their luggage. If it was a robbery, all the clothes on these corpses should be taken away. Could it be that an acquaintance committed the crime, and the murderer only killed to vent his anger, not for supplies?"

"Let's go, it's time for us to set off." Ye Fu pulled Jiang Run back.

The two people quickly got off their horses and came to help. However, after the first body was dug out, everyone realized that the matter was not simple.

There were also many stab wounds on several other corpses, killing eight people. The murderer was either very strong or was a gang member.

Ye Fu took the fruit knife and frowned, "The stab wounds on the corpses are not fatal, but there are many incisions. I guess these dead people lost too much blood and died of bleeding."

"When the wind blew over just now, it really looked like a sandstorm. This is a desert, and it is normal for sandstorms to occur. It seems that we have to speed up."

"I was scared to death, I thought a sandstorm was coming." As soon as Han Feng said this, Luo Yang quickly stopped him from talking.

Ye Fu also saw something was wrong, and the two quickly dismounted and walked to the body. At this time, Luo Yang and Han Feng also chased after him on horseback.

"Look over there." Jiang Run took the tissue and suddenly pointed to the right. Ye Fu took a closer look and found a black thing exposed in the sand. The two of them rode forward and found themselves less than three meters away from the unknown object.

At that moment, Jiang Run stopped her.

"Bah, bah, bah... There is sand in my mouth. The wind blew in circles, and the horse and I were almost overturned." Luo Yang looked bitter, spitting out sand and complaining about the evil wind in the poplar forest.

"There are still corpses in the sand pit." Ye Fu said, digging twice on the left side of the sand pit, and saw a pair of dark and shriveled hands exposed, with a discolored hand rope tied around the wrist.

"It's a corpse."

Luo Yang raised his right index finger and shook it twice, "No, the end of science is metaphysics. Just because you don't believe in something doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Han Feng had just taken two steps and took off his shoes while shouting, "Wait a minute, my shoes are full of sand, I'll pour them out."

Ye Fu nodded, "It's possible. Depending on how dry the body is, the death time may be more than ten years. Let's dig a new hole and bury the body."

Ye Fu dusted off the sand on his body, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Run.

Han Feng looked at Luo Yang in disbelief, "Brother Luo, you are so superstitious."

Luo Yang shrugged, "I'm not a policeman. How do I know the murderer's intentions? I'm just guessing. Well, let's dig a hole and let them rest in peace."

"Why is it a mummy? How can it be turned into a mummy just buried in the sand without any protective measures?" Luo Yang dragged the body aside and examined it carefully.

"The gust of wind just now blew sand into my clothes, and the back of my neck seemed to be filled with fine sand."

There were several backpacks next to them. Luo Yang and Han Feng checked the contents. In addition to ID cards and student ID cards, there were also clothes, mobile phones, wallets...

"These children are all students from Ning Province University. They were killed and dumped here while fleeing, right?" Han Feng's speculation was not unreasonable, because Ye Fu picked up a handful of rusty fruit next to him.

knife, and the clothes on the eight mummies were all damaged. Ye Fu opened their clothes to check and found two stab wounds on the abdomen of a female corpse. Although it had become a mummy, the corpse was still elastic and the wounds on the body were clear.

visible.

"what happened?"

Ye Fu took out his gloves and put them on, "I found a corpse. I plan to dig it out and take a look."

"So the reason why they turned into mummies was because the blood in their bodies dried up?"

"Don't be a crow's mouth. You can't talk nonsense in the wild. It's easy to get results."

After digging the pit, the four people put the bodies and their luggage into the pit. As for the fruit knife that killed them, Ye Fu destroyed it.

Luo Yang tugged on his clothes, trying to shake the sand out of his collar. The sand under his feet was too soft. Ye Fu stepped on it, and his calf sank a lot. Jiang Run lifted her up like a carrot.

"Yo yo Cheke Nao, you are the wind and I am the sand, lingering around the world..." Ye Fu suddenly rapped, and Jiang Run looked at her blankly.

"Are you singing?"

Ye Fu was a little embarrassed, "Are you amazed by my beautiful singing voice?"

Jiang Run shook his head seriously, "That's not the case."


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