But these are all bearable. No matter how uncomfortable the mud and sand are, they will never bite us. But when we stepped on the mud that sank to our knees and walked another forty or fifty meters, we suddenly found that there were three people in front of us.
Four meters away, there is a skeleton.
On the upward side of the skull, there are still a few scraps of flesh remaining. The part that touches the sand is white and clean. Not to mention the scraps of flesh, there is not even a trace of blood. Even if it is carved with a knife, it will be impossible to pick it off in a while.
So clean.
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that this skeleton still looks very fresh. The bright red flesh fragments on the bones can prove that this person was still a living person two or three hours ago.
I naturally thought of Mr. Sun. Apart from him, I really couldn’t think of anyone else who could be here. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness. Mr. Sun’s life was quite miserable. He finally managed to escape being caught in a fish trap.
He gnawed, and then died here inexplicably, and he was chewed like this by something. It would be better to die in the mouths of those fishes!
When I thought of this, a sudden inspiration flashed in my mind, and I suddenly felt fear. I screamed "Ah", pointed at the corpse, and said incoherently: "Sand, in the sand, I ate Mr. Sun's body."
Something is in the mud."
As soon as the words came out, Sima Long had already stepped forward, reached out and picked up the skeleton, first measured it from head to toe with his fingers, and then carefully picked up the clavicle area of the skeleton, then threw the skeleton aside and sighed.
He said: "It's not Sun Laosan. Sun Laosan is not that tall. Moreover, when Sun Laosan was young, he fought with me several times. I once cut off his collarbone with a knife. He went to the hospital and used two pieces of
The steel plate was fixed with four screws, but Sun Laosan never removed it. The steel plate and screws are still on his clavicle, but the clavicle area of this corpse is intact."
As soon as he said this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It would be easier if it wasn't Mr. Sun. But then questions arose again. If this body is not Mr. Sun's, then who does it belong to? There is no one else here!
Just when I was about to express my doubts, Sima Long continued: "However, Xiao Qi is right about one thing. There are probably some unusual things under the sand. The part of the skeleton close to the sand has been chewed dry.
It’s clean, but it looks a bit evil. Please be careful, try to tie your pants as tightly as possible, and don’t expose your skin.”
After experiencing the ordeal of the man-eating fish, everyone was frightened. As soon as Sima Long finished speaking, everyone hurriedly lifted up their legs and tied their trousers tightly, for fear of being in trouble accidentally.
After packing up, I quickly said the question I just wanted to say. Everyone was stunned, obviously they didn’t think of this question. Xiao Donghu smiled when he saw this and said: "Whoever he is, he is dead, maybe he is."
Those who died in the hands of Third Master Sun, let us go our own way. As long as we find Third Master Sun, all problems will be solved."
After finishing speaking and about to move forward, Zhang Baifa suddenly clapped his hands and said: "That's bad! We were fooled. We all made a common mistake, that is, we were preconceived. Subconsciously, we didn't want Mr. Sun to die like this, so all of a sudden
When I found the arrow mark, I immediately thought it was left by Mr. Sun, but I didn't expect that besides us, there would be another group of people here - the Tianji people led by the Lin brothers!"