Chapter 584: Silk Cloth with Some Years

In this hour, because everyone was afraid of being discovered, they didn't smoke, just stayed there foolishly and bitterly.

It must be said that this hour was truly quite uncomfortable.

But when the fog dissipated and the group looked toward the pit, they were all dumbfounded!

Because what they saw, the situation in the entire pit was still the state when the group left yesterday, except for corpses and minced meat.

The two crushers were emitting black smoke at this time, which meant they were in a running state.

But the most magical thing was that there were no people working! To be precise, there wasn't even anyone standing! Seeing this scene, the group's hearts couldn't help but "thump," and they all subconsciously thought that Ma Zhengshan and the others had run away.

If they ran away, where would the group find them in this uninhabited mountain?

Immediately after, the person with the binoculars subconsciously took them out and put them to their eyes.

Soon, Wang An, who had a very good memory, discovered that the number of intact corpses in the pit had increased.

To be precise, there were a few more people lying on the ground; as for whether they were dead or alive, he didn't know.

Mainly because it could be clearly seen from the binoculars that the clothes of these new people were very complete, which meant there were no wounds on their bodies.

Wu Dong looked at the pit with binoculars and said with disbelief: "What the hell is this situation? Are those few people in front of the crusher new?"

Wang Shuai followed up:

"Mm, they are new, I'm sure they weren't there yesterday. It's strange, they are lying here, what are they doing? They wouldn't be dead already, would they?"

And Sun Nian also asked with a puzzled face: "Are they... are they alive, or are they already dead?"

Zhang Shuya was already full of worries about today's events, and upon hearing the words of these three, she said with a serious face:

"They seem to be dead; they shouldn't be lying there if they weren't dead. But they don't seem to have any wounds on their bodies. The one with a piece of leather tied to his shoulder is the eagle raiser we saw yesterday."

Feng Chengmin heard this and hurriedly said to Wang An: "Xiao An, give me the binoculars, let me see."

Wang An handed them over subconsciously upon hearing this, and after Feng Chengmin looked through the binoculars, he said very affirmatively: "That's right, it's him, and the person lying next to him was hanging around him yesterday."

Seeing the surprised expressions of the group, Wang An thought for a while and said:

"Regardless of whether they are dead or alive, let's go over and fire a few shots, and then go down into the pit to see what's going on."

As they spoke, the group walked together toward the mountaintop next to the pit.

On the way, Feng Chengmin reminded the group: "Be careful, I feel this place is truly weird."

Ma Guoqiang next to Feng Chengmin chimed in: "Yeah, you can't even hear a bird call, this is also too uncomfortable."

Soon, the group arrived at their destination. This time, they didn't need to lie down to shoot; the group stood on the mountaintop, raised their guns to their faces one after another, and pulled the triggers at those people who were dead or alive.

With a burst of "bang, bang, bang" sounds, those people who were dead or alive didn't even shed a drop of blood.

Mu Xueli said with trembling lips: "They... they seem... seem to have been dead for a long time."

From the road they came to now, this was the first sentence Mu Xueli said, but from this first sentence, one could tell that Mu Xueli was scared, and his speech wasn't even coherent.

Discovering his brother-in-law's abnormality, Wang An felt helpless; mainly because Mu Xueli's psychological endurance was too small.

Fortunately, Mu Xueli's performance was just fear, not like what the older generation said, "cursed" or "lost his soul."

So, Wang An frowned and said: "Dead is dead, so what? Look at this, what does it look like? What are you afraid of a dead person for?"

Hearing Wang An's powerful words, Mu Xueli seemed to be much better instantly, and then muttered:

"I'm usually quite brave, I don't know what's wrong with me."

Wang An rolled his eyes at Mu Xueli and said unhappily: "Damn, look at your cowardly look, you're nothing."

In fact, with so many people together, Wang An didn't want to say Mu Xueli like this; after all, adults have a big face, children have a small face, and everyone has self-esteem.

Although Wang An was Mu Xueli's brother-in-law, scolding his brother-in-law like this was truly a bit inappropriate.

But Wang An had to give Mu Xueli some courage; Wang An was truly afraid that Mu Xueli would develop some problems because of such a thing.

Mainly because fear is cumulative; once a person develops the thought of fear about something, then their whole mind is filled with the things they fear.

And the most shitty thing is, the more you think, the more things you fear, and then you will become more and more afraid, and the more afraid you are, the more you think—this vicious cycle continues, and the person's spirit is very likely to collapse, which is what the older generation calls "losing the soul."

Simply put, it's also the common saying "scared shitless."

Regardless, losing face is better than "losing the soul."

The group looked at this scene and remained silent, only Zhang Shuya stepped forward and comforted Mu Xueli softly:

"We have so many people here, what's there to be afraid of? Am I right? Besides, you're such a big man, not as good as me, an old woman."

As soon as Zhang Shuya's words came out, everyone pursed their lips and lowered their heads.

It must be said that Zhang Shuya saying "me, an old woman" was truly quite fierce.

At this time, Feng Chengmin said:

"I say, let's go down and take a look now, and then leave here quickly. What do you say?"

Wang An said upon hearing this:

"Mm, let's go, the sooner we see, the sooner we're done."

As they spoke, the group walked together into the pit.

From the time the group left here yesterday to now, there was actually no obvious change in the pit, just some mineral powder and 7 corpses.

It's just that the expressions on the faces of these 7 corpses made people feel very uncomfortable, because they all died with their eyes open, with their facial features distorted and their eyeballs staring round.

Of course, this point had already been seen by the group in the binoculars before, just not as intuitive as it was now.

And the bullets the group just hit them with were just like hitting meat, directly piercing a hole, without a drop of blood.

It was very clear that these people had been dead for a long time, just didn't know how they died... After a simple observation, Wang An searched the pockets of the two people with guns; as for the five people without guns, they were definitely laborers, and Wang An was too lazy to even look at them.

After searching the pockets and taking a Type 56 assault rifle and a Type 56 semi-automatic from the side of these two people, the group left here.

After leaving here, Wang An looked at the silk cloth with some years in his hand and couldn't help but feel very happy.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 585 =====