The two looked up and down around the corpse, without any clues, this time they didn't even have any clothes on them, and they couldn't see any extra information.
But one thing is very obvious, that is, the mummy in front of him also died of a flat knife that fell in his throat.
"Will this be some kind of ritual."
No matter how you look at them, it doesn't look like they were simply killed. Their weird meditation posture is very suspicious, let alone in such a weird environment right now.
"Don't ask me." The original body looked at the stab wound on the mummy's throat, "From the moment you ask, it is doomed that I will not know the answer."
"We are not about questioning and answering." I thought about it and said, "We talk to each other, which can play a role in sorting out our thinking."
"It's true," Hara nodded, "but it is also easy to cause mutual recognition and strengthening of wrong ideas, which reduces the proportion of self-reflection."
"Why so many words." I rolled my eyes.
Apart from wearing no clothes, this corpse was basically the same as the previous one, and even the dehydrated and shriveled facial features were very similar.
"Don't really be some kind of ritual." The original body frowned and spared a circle. "Which ritual should be filled with two lives?"
The corpse on the ground seemed to have died calmly, in the posture of Zen meditation, and took a fatal knife without resistance, and did not change his posture to death.
I frowned, "I'm afraid, there are more than two corpses. If you go back, there will be more."
This is a kind of intuition, but I believe that at this moment, I don't need intuition. I can tell from only a few experiences that the naked corpse on the ground will not be the last one.
The actual situation is also the same. We walked a distance blindly, and soon encountered more corpses, the third, the fourth, the fifth, and more, naked, meditating, and fatal throat injuries. Eyes are slightly closed.
Exactly the same.
It's frustrating.
Later, I and the original body made some marks on the ground in front of the mummy, and finally confirmed that we did not move around in place. Every mummy was a once-lived life. They meditated here in silence. Die.
And as the corpses got more and more backward, we found that these corpses were getting more and more... fresh
In this underground, the corpse decomposes and deteriorates, and is affected by the earth's glimpse. It decays at an extremely slow speed that is hundreds of thousands of times delayed. The further you go, the lower the degree of corpse mutilation, and even gradually. Can see red blood clots on the wound.
"This shows that these corpses did not die at the same time, but a planned and organized killing action that lasted for many years."
Therefore, the first person to be killed is already a mummy, and the dehydration of those killed later is not so low.
The further you go back, what will the body look like? Why was only the first corpse wearing clothes, and it was clothes from the 1960s and 1970s? Does this mean that the killing started in Ning's history? So after all these years, who, or who are they, persisted in killing people here
Until, we stood in front of a fresh corpse.
He was still meditating, as if he had just been killed. He sat there naked and naked, the wound on his neck turned flesh and blood out, the blood flowing on the ground turned black, his eyes were slightly closed, his hands were pinched, and he was resting on his knee . His complexion was pale and his joints were stiff.
The first moment I saw that face, the hair on the back of my neck stood up.
The facial features of that fresh corpse are not my face. (End of this chapter)