When Yun Luo was puzzled, suddenly, there was a slight friction sound coming from nowhere.
"Rustling..."
Yun Luo suddenly stopped and listened carefully.
But the sound passed by in a flash, almost like an illusion.
Yun Luo asked suspiciously: "Heituanzi, did you hear anything?"
Heituanzi yawned and fell asleep in the comfortable fragrance of flowers: "No."
"Really not?"
"Really, why did I lie to you?" Heituanzi said sleepily.
Yun Luo was doubtful and was about to move forward.
"Rustling..." Another subtle sound came, like the soft soil being peeled off and sliding down.
Yun Luo caught the sound with his keen ears and frowned: "No, there is really a sound!"
It’s not that she heard wrong.
But just when she was trying to find the direction from which the sound came, a gust of breeze blew.
The flowers and grass leaves swayed and undulated, completely covering up the faint sound.
The breeze brought an increasingly rich fragrance of flowers, and also brought a faint, unusual smell of blood.
"This is... the smell of fresh blood?!"
Yun Luo's heart trembled, he threw away his hand and held the dagger, and walked warily towards the direction of the smell.
Pushing aside the clumps of flowering branches, she soon saw a brand-new earthbag, with fresh soil piled high and rounded. At first glance, it looked no different from other earthbags.
After Yun Luo circled around, he discovered that there were some unusual depressions on the sides of this earth bag, as if the sand had been hollowed out and the outer layers of soil had slipped away.
There was a stain of blood on the surface of the soil bag, and the color was still bright, as if it hadn't been there for a long time.
Yun Luo looked around in surprise: "The blood has not dried yet, but I didn't see anyone else along the way. What was the movement just now...?"
"Can't you see?" Heituanzi opened his eyes lazily, "There is someone here."
"...Where is there?" Yun Luo looked around instinctively.
The vast sea of pink and white flowers stretches as far as the eye can see. The grass is blown low by the wind, and there are heavy waves of flowers. There is not even a shadow of a ghost.
"Stupid, it's obviously right in front of you, but you didn't even see it."
Heituanzi patted her in disgust and pointed downwards with his little paw, "Inside."
Yun Luo followed the direction of its paws and looked at the dirt bag in front of him: "..."
The corner of her mouth twitched: "Are you talking about a living person or a dead person?"
If it's a dead person, forget it, if it's a living person...
"Nonsense, of course it's a living person. Didn't you see that this dirt bag is still bleeding?" Heituanzi said speechlessly, "Have you ever seen a dead person still bleeding?"
She has actually seen it.
There are so many horror movies...
Wait!
Yun Luo stopped his thoughts in time and said in shock: "You mean, there is a living person buried in this dirt bag?"
"Yeah!" Heituanzi responded impatiently.
"Are you sure? Isn't it unscientific to be buried alive and still not dead?" Yun Luo was shocked.
She looked at the bag repeatedly to make sure it had no vents. If a living person were buried in it, he would probably suffocate in a few minutes.
"I told you and you don't believe it. Why don't you dig it up and take a look and you'll know?"
Heituanzi sneered coldly, then turned his head and looked at Tubao, with a faint hint of indifference in his dark eyes.
After a moment, it squinted its eyes lazily: "Forget it, if you delay it for another moment and a half, you don't have to dig. It's good to bury it here."