Chapter 245: Snake Ghost Town · Footprints of corpses

This is a very common thing. When we travel in the Gobi and enter the oasis, we generally do not take off our upper body and put our lower body in the sleeping bag to warm up, so that we can get up quickly when there is an emergency. Aning looked like he was lying in a sleeping bag. He didn't know how many eyes he had looked at this way. He was very familiar with it. However, thinking about it and remembering that she was dead, she felt very sad.
But when I fell asleep, the body was obviously completely wrapped in a sleeping bag, who turned her out? Is it Panzi? What did he do to turn her out?
Stood up and walked over to the corpse and looked around, and I found that something seemed wrong. The corpse was indeed moved, hands do not know why, curled up unnaturally, the whole body looks a bit strange.
I looked around subconsciously, the sky was dark, the swamp was different in the canyon, the trees around were relatively sparse, nothing could shine out, the flames of the fuel can were small, the surroundings were completely dark, and nothing could be seen .
Turned around and woke up Pan Zi. Pan Zi couldn't sleep deeply. When he woke up in a beat, I asked him if he did it.
Pan Zi was baffled. After looking at it, he shook his head. Instead, he looked at me with suspicion. I do n’t think his expression looked like he was pretending, and he was even more puzzled.
Thought of the fat man again, and he said, did the fat man see the relics of Aning? Is this king not even letting go of his own things? But my impression is that although the fat man is greedy for money, he is unlikely to do such a thing.
Pan Zi washed his face with the swamp water on one side, and walked to the side of Aning's body, lit up the miner's lamp and took photos, trying to see what was going on.
Anin's face still froze with the expression of the moment of death, and now it looks a bit scary. The body got wet from the rain, Pan Zi squatted down and straightened the hair on her face, we saw that the wound where Anin was bitten had turned black and purple and began to rot, the skin on his body Mottled dark purple also appeared, and the high temperature here had begun to corrode this beautiful corpse.
According to it, we found that there were several mud marks on the body of the body. Pan Zi touched it, and it seemed that it was not stained for a long time. Following the traces of the mud, we suddenly found it on the edge of the body, There are several small things like mud footprints.
Pan Zi glanced at me and followed the mud prints, and found that the footprints had always spread from the swamp, because it was raining, it was not obvious, only the corpse was still very clear.
There is something in the swamp! Our nerves twitched, and our throats tightened. After glancing at each other, I turned around to wake up the fat people. Pan Zi stood up, picked up the gun, and walked along the footprints to the edge of the swamp, squatted down, and took photos in the water.
The fat man couldn't wake up, opened his eyes when the oil bottle touched, and didn't know if he was sleeping. As soon as I told the situation, he frowned.
The two of us walked to Pan Zi, the water was turbid, and nothing was clear. Pan Zi took the mud footprints to the fat man and the oil bottle, and said, "Damn, it seems like we were sleeping , Something has climbed up, and it seems that I ca n’t fall asleep after being killed. "
After taking a look at the footprints, the look of the dull oil bottle changed. He took the miner's lamp and quickly swept around the body, blocking us from letting us approach the body again.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"There is only a row of footprints, that thing hasn't gone yet." He whispered.