I followed the road and never encountered anyone or anything strange during this period. There were still no monsters and monsters. This layer seemed quiet and terrible, and I didn't know what it was used for. I don't believe that there was nothing on this layer. From the road, this layer was built, that is, there must be something here.
I dared not relax my vigilance and still maintained a high level of vigilance, but nothing happened, and the road could not go as far as I could. The fire still existed, and the walls and the ground were burning, but it was very illusory and did not look real.
After walking for about half an hour, I suddenly saw two corpses on the ground. Although the corpses were torn, they could still be identified. They were modern styles and fabrics. These two people were modern people!
But their bodies have turned into bones, which means they have been dead for a long time, at least for more than ten or twenty years, and they are not the ones we have come up recently.
It seems that there have been many people coming in this cave, not only ours, but also in the past, such as my grandfather's generation. Could it be that these two corpses are also my grandfather's generation?
Unfortunately, my grandfather and the team of the old master did not enter here smoothly, but went out from another road. If they came in, maybe many secrets would have been cracked long ago and we didn't need to come again.
With the strength of my grandfather's team, it is absolutely possible that they will come in and go out alive. Perhaps they will have a fight with Chi You, which was the highest combat power in the Yin and Yang Rivers of the world back then.
I became curious about the identities of these two corpses. Their backpack was not rotten yet. I squatted beside them and pulled off their backpack, but the backpack was hissing at this time and completely collapsed and broke. It might not be that it was not rotten, but it almost tried to destroy it.
As soon as the backpack was rotten, many things fell out immediately, but most of them were broken, and there were even food, but they were moldy and some other things could not be used. Strangely, these two people's backpacks did not have any yin tools, and there were no yellow talismans, copper coins, and gossips. Are they not yin people?
It may not be, or when you are outside, these things have been consumed. If you are not a Yin person, it will be difficult to get here because it is too dangerous. There are also many hooligans, thugs, etc. in our group, but they are all dead. Zhongnan Mountain is very terrifying. If you don’t know Yin skills, it is basically equivalent to dying. Of course, you can hire some Yin people to protect you, such as Mr. Lin and Dai Jieying. If you are lucky, you can still come up.
I continued to flip inside their backpack, but at this moment, I found a familiar piece of stuff, which was a tattoo needle.
Nowadays, tattoos basically do not require needles, and there are more advanced tattoo tools, unless... they are ghost tattoo artists.
In other words, these two may be my colleagues, and they are also ghost tattoo artists.
The ghost tattoo artist is getting more and more, and now I have broken two of them here. I can’t help but feel sorry. There are very few people with ghost tattoos left except for my family. I have never seen a ghost tattoo artist for so long.
I continued to flip through their backpacks. Some things would get moldy and even smelly when they broke. So flipping this tests my courage.
After searching for about ten seconds, I found that there was no more valuable things, only two blurry photos.
I picked up the first photo and saw it, and was stunned. The photo was already blurry and very old, but I could recognize the person in the photo at a glance.
I have seen this photo countless times and have been watching it since I was a child. I am more familiar with the people inside than my own.
This photo is a family photo of my grandfather who was in the tattoo shop. It contains me, my parents, and grandfather when I was infancy.
Could it be that these two... are my parents?
My scalp suddenly became numb, and my brain buzzed, and it was a mess.
It's impossible, my parents should be alive, otherwise, why would my grandfather tell me that if I see my parents, I must kill them and burn the body.
Besides, I only met my dad not long ago. Although he said that my mom was dead, at least one person was alive.
Could it be that one of them is my mother? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tremble again, because the photo was found in one of the people's backpack, and there was such a possibility.
But I remembered the woman guarding the ghost bridge again. She looks exactly the same as my mother. Will she...
It's a bit messy, it's like a mess. I can't figure out the mystery of my parents at all, especially after coming in here.
After I calmed down, I felt that I could not judge that this was my parents based on a photo. I hurried to find something, hoping that there would be something that could prove the identities of the two deceased, but it seemed that there was no one!
All the things in the backpack are no longer available, they cannot be seen, and there seems to be no ID card or something. In this way, I will never know the identities of these two deceased people.
I found a tattoo needle in their backpack and a family photo of my family. No matter what, even if it is not my parents, it should be someone related to my family.
I kowtowed and bowed to them a few times, hoping that their souls could be rested. If it was convenient, I would bury them, but now the conditions do not allow, so I had to give up.
I continued to walk forward without staying for too long, and still walked straight forward like that and kept walking along the road.
After walking for a few more minutes, I encountered a corpse under the wall next to me.
This corpse is different from the two just now. Although he also turned into white bones, he was half-kneeling, holding a peach wood sword in his hand and half-supporting his body. He was wearing a Tianshi suit. It was obvious that the deceased was a Tianshi master.
Judging from his posture before his death, he should have been seriously injured and forced to hold on, but before he could stand up, he died. The position of his death was not far from the two corpses just now. I wonder if the three of them had anything to do with them.
I kowtowed him three times and then went to search his backpack, hoping to find something to prove his identity, but there was still nothing, and the things in his backpack were even more rotten and ragged. I had no choice but to give up, but those who could get here should be all the big men of Yinxing. If I could know their identities, it would be a relief to me. If I could go out, I could also convey the death of the deceased to his family.
But this deceased had nothing. There was a yellow talisman in his backpack, but it had long been broken into waste paper. This peach wood sword was already full of holes.
Chapter completed!