"Is there a woman?" I asked myself. My eyesight is relatively good, but compared with Kuangnuochuan, it may be a little worse. He reminded me like this. When I looked over again, I seemed to feel that the two people were slowly circling the big tree.
Among the people leaving, there seemed to be a woman. She was relatively short and slender. Zhao Yingjun lay on the ground like a turtle and looked at her, saying that there seemed to be a woman.
"This is very strange." Kuang Nuochuan frowned, because in their hometown area, there has been a tradition of women not walking in the mountains since ancient times. They go out to hunt and collect ginseng to support the family. This is all men's business. From then on,
For many generations until today, there have never been female hikers. Therefore, it is not surprising if you encounter such a situation by chance in the forest, but it is very strange to meet a woman.
Although the distance was not far, the light was so bad that we couldn't distinguish the two people clearly. Zhao Yingjun was looking for excitement and wanted to go there, but Kuang Nuochuan said that he must not go there. People like this would die in the woods.
Desperately leaving behind those who pass by.
"We wait until dawn, they will disappear on their own. As long as you don't mess with them, there should be no trouble." Kuang Nuochuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. The rules of the mountain walker are that once encountering such a situation, you must leave from under the tree during the day.
Dig up the colleagues who were lost there, then carry them out and bury them.
Kuang Nuochuan said it was nothing, but since I saw him, how could he sleep, so he squatted next to the bonfire we burned and smoked. Before he finished smoking a cigarette, there was movement from the big tree.
, the sunlight in the dense forest was blocked by the canopy of the big trees, and there was insufficient sunlight, so the turf was very thin, mostly made of lichen. We vaguely saw pieces of lichen with soil being turned up, and the two roads around the big
The shadow of the tree that was constantly circling suddenly sped up, and a cold wind that was almost imperceptible came whizzing from there, mixed with mud and fallen leaves that had been blown up, making it messy.
"What's going on!" Kuang Nuochuan suddenly became nervous and subconsciously clenched the shotgun in his hand. However, Zhao Yingjun and I reacted immediately. It was probably that Duoji, who had been hiding all this time, couldn't rest any longer.
He ran to find trouble with those two figures.
The chaos continued to escalate, the cold wind became more and more obvious, and more and more fallen leaves were picked up, like a small tornado. The leaves were circling around the big tree, and the line of sight was suddenly blocked again.
We couldn't see anything anymore. Then, we vaguely heard the cries of children and the yelling of people in the midst of the swirling leaf litter.
"It's evil!" Kuangnuochuan may have never encountered such an incident before. He became more and more nervous. He stepped on the bonfire with a few feet and tried to pull us back to avoid it. But I knew in my heart that this was
Duoji was causing trouble, so his mood was relatively stable. Zhao Yingjun didn't want to expose it openly, so he took his things and ran with Kuangnuochuan. After walking a few steps, he pretended to say that there seemed to be no movement.
As expected, the movement next to the big tree gradually became smaller, until it finally returned to calm. All the fallen leaves floated back to the ground, and the two figures circling around the big tree had disappeared. After observing for a while, Kuang Nuochuan breathed a sigh of relief and walked up the mountain.
People are generally more courageous. He didn't know the existence of Dorje, so he didn't suspect us at all. He just felt that there was something evil about the matter.[
Nothing happened after that. Kuang Nuochuan stayed on duty until 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening, and I took over the second shift. The night was very cold, so I wrapped myself in some clothes and sat next to him smoking a cigarette to stay up. Waiting for Kuang Nuochuan to go to bed.
After that, with the dim light of the cigarette butt flickering on and off, I saw a thick layer of old fallen leaves slowly arching into a small package in front of me. Then, Dorje's head was exposed from below. He was originally dark and wearing
The black robe almost completely blended into the dark night in the forest, making it difficult for people to distinguish it like a chameleon.
Duoji looked at Kuang Nuochuan who was already asleep, then took the half-smoked cigarette from my hand, took a few puffs, stuck out his tongue and smiled at me. Although I knew he meant no harm, looking at him in this environment
Laughing, it still feels like seeing a ghost.
"That tree." Duoji returned the cigarette to me, pointed at the big tree with one finger, and whispered: "There is something in a knot on the tree."
I still wanted to ask what it could be, but Kuang Nuochuan turned over in his sleep and complained back, so I didn't dare to ask anymore. Duoji shrank his head and disappeared into the thick layer of leaf litter.
in.
I continued to guard, and I was lazy for the moment. I got Zhao Yingjun up before the shift change time. I was walking in the woods and was not energetic, so I had something on my mind and reluctantly fell asleep. As soon as it dawned, Kuangnuochuan came
When he woke up, he said he must be fine now. He took a small shovel and wanted to dig under the big tree.
"Our rules cannot be broken, so dig them out and I will take them back first. You wait where you are. I will bury them and come back."
"Brother, don't interfere in this matter." Zhao Yingjun ran over and stopped Kuang Nuochuan, saying: "Save some time, we are not walking in the mountains, we don't have to worry about so many rules, we are going to dig, you sit still and don't move, you don't interfere.
It doesn’t count as breaking the rules. Just smoke a cigarette.”
Kuang Nuochuan had never thought about it this way, so when Zhao Yingjun made such a suggestion, he was a little dizzy. Before he could say anything else, Zhao Yingjun walked in that direction, and I followed him. Kuang Nuochuan may have felt that it was inappropriate for him to go there, so he
Just wait where you are.
When the day came, the light was better. We saw that it was a big birch tree. The fallen leaves turned up last night were piled around the root of the tree. After cleaning up these leaves, it turned out to be exactly what Duoji said.
, there is a bulging tree knot. Kuangnuochuan is still looking this way, so we don’t touch the tree knot for the time being, and dig downward first. The leaf litter on the surface is very thick, and with a little force, the shovel will eat through it, and we will dig downward.
When the digging was less than one meter deep, a piece of rotten clothes was dug out.
"It's not buried." Zhao Yingjun changed his position and turned his back to Kuangnuochuan. He mainly wanted to block the other party's sight. He whispered to me: "People may die here by themselves, and then naturally fall down and be covered by fallen leaves.
It’s covered up layer by layer.”
If you analyze it this way, then the people under the tree have been dead for at least ten years. Moreover, if there is a woman, they are definitely not walking in the mountains.
Zhao Yingjun then dug down. After digging out the corners of the clothes, the bones soon appeared. The flesh was completely rotten, leaving only the bones. They were sunk in the soil filled with rotten leaves and lichen. The bones had a kind of smell.
There were two gray-colored corpses, almost dead next to each other. Zhao Yingjun and I worked together to get them out and put them aside first.
Then, Zhao Yingjun dug out some items that the deceased had carried with him, which were all rotten into a ball. He dug up one by one. I looked at them one by one. Most of them were outdoor adventure equipment from more than ten years ago.
There was a compass, a metal kettle, some medicines whose labels were unclear, and a rusty gun.
After everything was dug out, Zhao Yingjun pretended to rest by the pit, asked me for a cigarette, and said while smoking: "I suspect these two people died here in the winter, and were trapped alive."
"The clothes they carried were very thick. How do you know they were trapped to death? I haven't looked at the bodies carefully, so I don't know if there are any injuries."[
"It's very simple." Zhao Yingjun used a shovel to dig through two tattered bags and said: "All the food has been used up, and there is no fuel. If I hadn't been forced to run out of food, how could I have sat here and waited to die?
.”
The old forest in winter is quite scary, especially for people who have exhausted their supplies. There is almost no food to eat, and the temperature is too low. Once they lose their caloric supplement, they will soon lose their strength.
There is no evidence that the two men were trapped to death while walking from the outside in or from the inside out, but after analysis, it is estimated that the latter is more likely. People who enter this kind of old forest are relatively well prepared and have supplies.
It won't be used up so quickly.
"I'll drag Kuang Nuochuan, and you can get the stuff out of the tree bumps." Zhao Yingjun threw away his cigarette butt, picked up some rotten French items and ran over to find Kuang Nuochuan. As expected, Kuang Nuochuan was attracted.
He was distinguishing those things very seriously, and Zhao Yingjun was still discussing them from time to time.
I quickly speeded up. The formation of tree knots on the tree is basically the traces left after the bark has been peeled off and healed. I wanted to use a shovel to remove the tree knots first. After shoveling twice,
I suddenly felt that there was a very faint trace on the tree knot that was almost invisible. If coincidence is aside, then this very faint trace is not unfamiliar to me. It was my father’s
Frequently used tags.
When the mark on the tree was first carved, the mark might have been very deep, but as time passed, the damaged bark healed and the mark was slowly smoothed out. My heart beat a few times, even at that moment
A lot of doubts arose, why are there the marks my dad used to leave here?
Zhao Yingjun was dragging Kuang Nuochuan over there. I couldn't waste time. I put aside this problem for the time being, shoveled off the tree knots, and then used a dagger to peel off the bark little by little. After peeling off the bark completely, I saw
A piece of rotten plastic bag wrapped with something. The plastic bag and the bark tissue were almost stuck together and could not be completely peeled off. When I pulled it gently, the plastic broke into several pieces. Inside was something wrapped in waterproof oil paper. According to the feel
Analysis, it is a paper book.
After tearing off the oil paper, it was exactly as I guessed. It was a very thin book with a plastic cover. It should be a notebook. However, in order to stuff it under the bark of the tree, the excess paper in the book may have been torn off.
I looked back behind me. Kuang Nuochuan and Zhao Yingjun were still discussing about the messy equipment. I took this opportunity to flip through the notebook. The notebook was wrapped back and forth in many layers of oil paper, and it was basically untouched.
The damage is caused by the plastic of the cover sticking to the cover itself.
I opened the book, and there were two lines of writing written by a pen on the title page. The font was relatively large, and due to a slight dampness, the pen writing was diffused and blurred, but overall it could be seen clearly.
The content of those two lines is as follows.
We encountered something and we can't go back. I hope you can get this information.