The corpse still retains its original appearance, lifelike. The blood on his body also coagulated into ice crystals.

A face twisted in pain, as if cursing the latecomer. It also seemed to warn latecomers not to move forward.

"Goodong...well, it seems that he fell from the top and died. What should we do, are we still going? It's obviously dangerous to go up again." Miao Feng said in horror.

Not only them, but also those foreigners.

Unfortunately, apart from people in the same country, they are no longer able to communicate with each other, so Wang Ke and the two don't know what these people are talking about.

But obviously, the largest number of people, the English-speaking group chose to stop.

They started to find the tent from the mountaineering bag and set it up awkwardly.

Others have followed suit.

Wang Ke and the two thought a little, and they understood what they thought.

It will be too late and people will be exhausted. There is an unknown danger ahead, and stopping to recuperate is the wisest choice.

Time continues to pass as a group of people toss tents.

Until a scream screamed across the sky, it stirred everyone.

I saw the only black man in the team screaming loudly at the location of the mountaineer's dead body, with a terrified expression on his face.

Even if the language is not available, everyone can see some clues from his expressions and movements.

Quickly put down the work one by one and gather together.

Among the crowd, Wang Ke and Miao Feng couldn't help but shudder, and behind them came a coldness that was colder than the cold wind outside.

Because the body that was there was gone!

The ice axe that fell next to the body also disappeared.

But there are no abnormal footprints around, the only thing is the traces left by them before watching.

"Lao Wang, let's not run into evil spirits! How can a good corpse disappear!" Miao Feng said with a horrified expression, he couldn't help being close to Wang Ke.

No wonder the **** yelled before, even if he encountered this situation.

"Mad, what nonsense! Where is the ghost in this world, it must be someone among us who is a ghost. It would be suspicious to ask me to say that nigga. Everyone else is busy setting up a tent. Actually came here to see the corpse." Wang Ke, I have seen the truth of the blasted sky.

No wonder he said so.

After all, I had been hiding in the mountains of JPZ with Miao Feng for the past five years. Although I later got a satellite pot to watch TV, there was no chance of getting online.

Therefore, I know nothing about Ye Chen, let alone know that "feudal superstition" is no longer a pseudoscience, and ghosts in this world are the truth that most people know.

Otherwise, he will not be so calm, but should be as fearful as the group of white people who can speak English.

"A group of eggs, it was so scared, so disgraceful." And this time, he can still calmly scorn these scared white people.

Miao Feng covered Xiong's mouth and looked at the scared people, always feeling something was wrong.

But I also felt that Wang Ke's words made sense, so I was relieved.

"Go, let's go back and get the tent. Mad, how did you get this broken thing, if we still can't make it, we'll be frozen outside today." Wang Ke turned his head, scolding and getting towards them. Half of the tent walked.

Others were in trouble for a while and could only choose to return.

The disappearance of the climber’s body is terrible, but if you don’t set up the tent, the face of Everest at night will be even more terrifying.

Soon, the sky dimmed.

There is already a bright tent nearby. Wang Ke and these people are in groups of two or three, all shrunk inside with a flashlight, and they are eating dry food and drinking hot water. It's been the most pleasant time today.

"Hey, Pharaoh, what the **** is this, how can we store so much electricity. We burned two pots of water and even didn't run out of one of the ten grids."

At this moment, Miao Feng in the tent was holding a thing similar to the charging treasure in curiosity, and his mouth was murmured.

It was a bit lonely again. They had been hiding for five years, and they did not expect how the world outside would change.

In fact, he didn't even know that this high-tech is unique to death judges. The earth is not made today, but no one sells it. After all, it is not practical and demanding.

"what!"

Just as the two men took another bite of compressed biscuits and took a sip of hot water, there was a scream outside.

The expression of the two changed suddenly.

Miao Feng immediately picked up the flashlight, unzipped the tent and rushed out with Wang Ke.

Waiting outside, I found that the people in the other tents had also come out. In the dim world, a flashlight shone like a laser sword.

"What happened? Who is yelling?" a white man yelled in English.

Others shouted in various languages.

"Okay Karma!"

Suddenly, a cry of exclamation came.

Everyone understood this time, the popularity of this mantra is too high in the world. Even Wang Ke and Miao Feng, two fugitives who had been isolated from the world for almost five years, could understand what it meant.

Suddenly knew that the shouting guy must have discovered something.

A group of people immediately surrounded the past.

I saw that in the corner of the tent group, the black man who had previously found the dead body of the climber had fallen into his tent forever.

A **** piece of tent, a black man lying on the ground with unwilling eyes, a huge blood hole in his neck! This will still shed blood outside.

"Shette, this is a trace of the ice pick! Someone killed him!" a white man shouted.

However, other than the people in his group, no one could understand what he was saying.

For a while, they were a little crazy, and being unable to communicate was a big problem. In this way, nothing can be exchanged in time if anything is found.

Until one person discovered the magical use of the previous phone. ..

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