The cloud opened the small lighting stick on the shoulder, and a blurry halo circled the lock of the suitcase.
After patting off the soil on the surface, a little flesh-pink skin is revealed, with some white curled hair on it.
No matter how you look at it, she looks like the skin of a mutated Sphynx cat with curly hair.
There was no logic or reason. This information seemed to have been pushed directly into her mind. The moment she received the information, Yun Tuan suspected that she had become a native of this world.
She pinched her right hand and pushed all the strange thoughts to the back of her mind.
"Well, what should we do next?" Jing He looked pale and did not dare to touch the elastic skin. The clammy and sticky feeling just now was really disgusting.
The aunt who had dug up a pile of corpses walked closer, took off the skins and threw them into the pit. "What are you doing? Hurry up and open the box."
Yun Tuan fiddled with the combination lock and dialed "0000" first, intending to try it slowly, but as soon as he reset it, the box opened.
...so hasty?
The moment she opened it, she glanced at the objects inside, and then closed the box, "Keitaro, please cover your mouth first and don't scream for a while."
Jinghe took out a clean towel from his bag, covered it and made an "OK" gesture.
The iron box slowly opened, revealing some white soft fluff, which is less dense than cotton and heavier than catkins.
There are a few dark blood stains close to the combination lock.
Cloud completely opened the box, and in the center of the floc was a bloody cat claw. The nails had been completely removed, and a little black and white cat hair remained at the joint.
On the upper section, a thick layer of skin was peeled off, revealing white bones.
There was blood all around the thing, but there was no residue on the bones.
Did the murderer wash it specially?
Could it be that this joint can still be reattached?
Yun Tuan frowned, wondering what the relationship between this box and the main mission was.
"Did you accidentally dig up a box buried by someone with antisocial tendencies?"
But this is what Jinghe dug up, and it will always be of some use.
The aunt just glanced at it, made a sound, turned around, threw the dug-out bones back, and muttered a sentence that others couldn't understand. It was very rhythmic, and it was probably a rhyme used for blessings in some place. p>
After Jinghe got through the initial period of nausea and panic, he put down the towel and sighed:
"Are we going to do this six more times?"
After a few seconds, he asked again: "Is the cost of trial and error too high?"
"Young man, why are you so sure this is the first box? Where can it be so easy? Is this your first time playing live broadcast?" the aunt said, returning the turf that was completely shoveled back to its original position, and stepping hard with her feet
By.
"My younger brother is just starting out and is not sensible. Please bear with me."
The clouds suppressed Jinghe who was about to "populate science", raised his head and smiled.
Jinghe snorted and looked away.
On a rainy night, none of the nearby residential buildings had lights on, but there must be players among these people.
Maybe I'm staring at this place with night vision binoculars.
The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, but fortunately they had their faces covered tightly, and the heavy rain also blocked part of the line of sight.
One night, they dug up many anonymous corpses, but they were all incomplete and had marks of knife cuts.
Only then did Yun Tuan understand the reason for the heavy fog in the town - the fog was filled with resentment. Who knows who the hell used the corpses of these people to nourish the landscape trees. The trees absorbed the oil and grew up, and naturally they were also infected with the disease of the rotting corpses.<
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Maybe it wasn’t a hallucination that she saw the cracked woman.