Considering that life-saving equipment such as backpacks and tents were still in the camp, Jiang Cheng glanced at Huai Yi, who consciously said that he was tired, so he should stay and guard the camp.

Jiangcheng and the others walked for a while, and finally found another team behind a huge rock.

Everyone gathered together, and their faces were surprisingly poor.

Seeing Jiangcheng Gongsun Zhiruo approaching, Zigui and the others moved their bodies away, and a horrifying scene appeared in front of them, and Fatty's face froze.

Closely clinging to the rock, there was a horrific corpse. Judging from the remaining clothes, it was Cicada Li.

but……

"Where's her head?" Gongsun Zhiruo raised her head, her eyes were frightened and frightened. There was not much flesh and blood left on the corpse, but the bones were relatively intact, only the head was missing.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuxuan, who was staring at the skeleton, shook his head, "I don't know, it was like this when we arrived."

"We searched nearby, but couldn't find her head." Zigui looked away from the skeleton, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"Her head was taken away." Jiang Cheng said.

It's an obvious question, and they don't yet know why.

"My son and daughter were like this when they died, but they were worse than her... their bodies were not only missing flesh, but also broken bones." Shang Mo said tremblingly .

"What about their heads?" Zhou Yuxuan asked.

"Their heads also disappeared. The police said they searched the house and couldn't find it." Shang Mo recalled the scene, his face was very ugly, and it could be seen that he was suppressing great pain.

It seems that this starving ghost still has the habit of taking heads after killing people.

The skeleton is barely in the shape of a human, and the exposed spine is twisted, giving the impression of a painful struggle before death. One of the two arms is straight and the other is bent, as if crawling hard.

And along the skeleton arm, is their camp.

Everyone's mood was indescribably depressed. It seemed that even at the last second of her life, this poor girl did not give up her hope of survival, and was still trying her best to climb towards the camp, hoping that someone could save her.

But the mission is not a movie after all, and not all efforts will pay off in the end. For the vast majority of people in the mission, as long as they take a wrong step, all they have to do is death.

In the last mission, if Wu Wu had not blocked the murderer's axe for himself, he would have died.

"What is this?" Fatty's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that the corpse's right hand was slightly clenched, and there was a faint yellow leak from the **** hand.

Jiang Cheng walked up, squatted beside the skeleton, and pulled up the skeleton's right hand without hesitation. Before he could exert any force, a crisp sound of "click" sounded, and the hand was broken from the wrist.

Fatty's heart tensed, and he quickly apologized to Chan Li for the doctor in his heart.

"Crack."

"Crack."

...

No one could have imagined how much strength Chanli had used before he died, clenching his fists so tightly that Jiang Cheng removed a few of her fingers before pulling out the contents.

It is a small piece of yellow cloth with a very special texture, as if torn from a whole piece of cloth, and it is very worn.

After watching for a while, Jiang Cheng slowly put his nose up, and suddenly, a stench choked him back.

"Mr. Jiang, what's the matter with you?" Zigui asked with concern.

"It's okay." Jiang Cheng slowly stood up and showed the cloth to them, "This cloth should have been torn from the thing that killed her before Chanli died, and it has a heavy corpse odor on it. "

"The smell of corpse..." Zhou Yuxuan leaned forward with a strange expression, sniffed his nose lightly, and the next second, his face changed drastically.

Zhou Yuxuan's performance dispelled the idea of ​​others wanting to get close and smell it.

Gongsun Zhiruo stared at the cloth in Jiang Cheng's hand and asked, "So Chanli was killed by a corpse... no no, a ghost in yellow clothes?"

Jiang Cheng nodded, "It's possible." After he finished speaking, he didn't care about other people's eyes. He found a piece of clothing from the ground, wrapped the foul-smelling piece of cloth, and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

It is impossible and meaningless to take away the remains of teammates, so after everyone buried Chanli with snow, they simply worshiped and returned to the camp.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wang." On the way back, Zigui found them and said, "Lu Yu and Chanli have a very good relationship. Can you please not tell her too much about the appearance of Chanli when she died? I'm worried about Lu Yu. She couldn't take it in her heart."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng said.

But Chanli's death did not affect Lu Yu the most, but Shang Mo. When the hunchbacked old man saw the tragic state of Chanli, he seemed to have entered a state of confusion and fear, bowed his head, and said nothing. He stopped muttering something, someone walked up to him without knowing.

Bai Xi walked beside him and heard Shang Mo keep repeating the words "Duo Zhuo Yeqi".

Not sure why, he shivered suddenly, and then immediately looked around, as if in an instant, he was locked by a cold and stiff gaze, just around him.

After returning to the camp, everyone packed up their backpacks and moved on. The snowstorm stopped after dawn.

To be honest, the weather is not bad now, but Cicada's death is like a haze hanging over everyone's heads, making the whole team feel a sad tone.

Fatty looked at Lu Yu with some pity in his eyes. After this young girl learned about her friend's death, she managed to control her emotions in a short time. Then, she wiped away her tears, put on her backpack, and continued. Forward.

Looking at the little back figure~lightnovelpub.net~ Fatty seemed to see a familiar figure again.

Jiang Cheng had taught him a long time ago, saying that only the absolutely weak will be sad, and a man should have a heart like steel.

This is rare. He believes that what the doctor said is not entirely correct, because the doctor is also a sensitive person at the bottom of his heart, but the doctor is used to wrapping himself with a cold and hard shell.

The scenery of Gawuzhangde Snow Mountain is very beautiful. The white snow sea and the rugged mountains in the distance constitute a spectacular scene that is rarely seen in the city.

The cold air is inhaled into the lungs, giving a penetrating feeling of relief.

Everyone involuntarily wanted to shout to the snow-capped mountains, facing the empty snow-fields, manpower was as small as dust in front of the mighty power of nature.

This can't help but remind everyone of their current situation.

To a certain extent, the power of ghosts and gods, like the mighty power of nature, is by no means beyond their ability to compete, and the disciples are an outlier among them. They can use the power of the door to have one more chance of survival than ordinary people in dangerous situations. , and the price is to bear the curse of the door, once it is completely eroded, it will become a nightmare for others.