"Go," Chaozi said with a wave of his hand, "you have a strong killing aura. Why don't you go take a look first and scout out the enemy situation? We'll cover you from behind."

  "Never mind, I'll go take a look instead." Zhang Wenbin stopped the horizontally meat-faced man who was about to leave.

  "Alright, Wenbin brother, let's just get this over with. You've been really tired lately. This small matter should be left to us. If it were a dumpling, I'd invite you to come and collect it. But if it's something else... well, we have this thing here." Chaozi pulled the bolt of his Desert Eagle pistol back slightly, adding "Who made us scouts anyway!"

  Cha Wenbin let Chaozi pass by, but he didn't slack off either. He kept a distance of about four or five meters from him, and if anything happened, he still had the confidence to react.

  Through the bamboo shadows, scattered sunlight was swaying back and forth on that white thing, and before Superzi approached, he smelled a foul odor coming straight at him, immediately covering his nose and shouting: "You guys don't come over first, it's very smelly here!"

  The German-made searchlight was very useful, and from a distance of seven or eight meters, Superzi was already quite certain that it was a corpse, hanging from a long rope on the bamboo, occasionally making a "creaking" sound.

  "It's a dead body hanging here, but it stinks. Let's just ignore it and walk around." Chaozi said to everyone as he turned his head away.

  Is someone hanging here? If it were in the woods outside, Cha Wenbin would still be thinking about who wanted to commit suicide, but this place, is it a place where ordinary people can enter?

  Without saying another word, Wen Bin rushed over like an arrow. Everyone gathered around him, covering their noses with one hand and discussing what to do with the other.

  The person who hanged himself was the kind of funeral that Zhao Wenbin least wanted to deal with. The dead man's yin energy was extremely strong, and his appearance was also very unpleasant: all had their tongues hanging out, their hands and feet were stretched straight, and what made it even more difficult for the people handling the body was that the person who hanged himself usually had a full crotch after death, which made it much harder to tidy up afterwards. Of course, whether it was suicide or homicide, they had to put the person down first to take a look. Zhao Wenbin didn't believe it, how could someone come here to hang themselves in this place where even mosquitoes couldn't fly in?

  The result of the discussion was that Chaozi suggested shooting it down, while Zha Wenbin thought this was very disrespectful to the deceased and suggested climbing up to slowly put it down. In the end, this task still fell on Chaozi's head, who was good at climbing. Although he was reluctant in words, but in his heart, he still listened to Zha Wenbin.

  In the past, when I was in the army, we used to climb those cylindrical ones. This square-shaped bamboo is not as easy to climb, fortunately this kid is clever and made a lock with rope, one end tied around his waist and the other end wrapped around the bamboo, just like an electrician climbing a utility pole, he chose a nearby bamboo and quickly climbed up.

  This bamboo is over 30 meters high, and the dead man was hanging from the top of one nearby. At first, everyone couldn't see clearly from below, and this kid came up and started climbing. When he reached the predetermined height to get to work, he almost fell off from that 30-meter-high place.

  When the flashlight shone on the dead man's face, He Yichao's three souls immediately lost two and a half. His hand fell, and the rope slipped down with a swoosh, and he himself fell down four or five meters. A cold sweat came from behind his back, and Chaozi felt that something big was going to happen today!

  The people below looked at Chaozi and fell down, and they didn't understand in their hearts. They thought he hadn't grasped it firmly. Zhen Wenbin was still reminding him from below: "Steady yourself, don't fall down, it's quite high here."

  "It's...it's nothing!" Chaozi was still forcing a smile, who knows what he saw just now. Hei Yichao's face turned deathly pale, and for the rest of his life, he would never forget that face!

  Chaozi took a few deep breaths, but the foul smell still crawled into his lungs, making him feel like vomiting. He gritted his teeth and prepared to go up again, shouting down at the others: "I'm going up! You guys catch me from below, though..." He paused for a moment, thinking, then added another sentence: "This guy looks familiar!"

  "Wait." Zhang Wenbin shouted from below, "Do you know him?"

  "Ah, I looked at him and he seemed quite familiar, like Shi Tou's father, but just now he was smiling at me, so I... " As soon as he said this, Chaozi's scalp started to feel numb again, and his legs began to shake uncontrollably. It wasn't that he had never seen a dead person before - he had seen plenty of them, having followed Cha Wenbin for so long, and nothing was strange or unusual to him anymore. But the face from just now, a familiar face with blood or some kind of corpse fluid flowing all over it in every direction... what made him feel even more terrified was that it was actually smiling at him, with the corners of its mouth curled up!

  Cha Wenbin also felt something was off, and hastily shouted: "Quickly get down for me, when you're coming down don't look up at the top with your head, before landing don't speak again, hurry!"

  It's common for people to have a smile on their face after they die, some because they've fulfilled their wishes, others because they've understood the truth. But I've never heard of anyone hanging there and still smiling, and the name Shi Tou Die not only made Cha Wenbin tense up immediately, but also shocked the few people who heard it, especially Heng Rou Lian...

  After Chaozi came down, Cha Wenbin immediately handed a small bowl to him and dripped a few drops of rooster blood into it. He then added some white wine and asked Chaozi to drink it all in one gulp. Chaozi's eight characters were absolutely strong enough, which made Cha Wenbin feel relieved, but he still wanted to ward off the bad luck to avoid any minor illnesses or disasters.

  After landing, Chaozi completely lost the excitement he had just now, like an eggplant that had been frosted. To say that he was afraid of Shi Tou Die, he really wasn't, in his eyes, he was just an old man. But what people's hearts often can't accept is a familiar person dying in such an abnormal way right in front of you, the shock to one's soul far exceeds.

  Cha Wenbin took the rope ladder and prepared to go up himself. Although everyone said that they could just take a detour, he wouldn't think of it that way. This old man had too many things on him that Cha Wenbin needed to understand. Putting aside the ghostly path for now, just the reason why this person ended up here was enough to make Cha Wenbin want to go up and take a look.

  All the long and short guns were aimed at the corpse, and as soon as there was any movement on it, it would definitely be a dead body. When Cha Wenbin saw that face, he was also shocked, indeed as Chaozi said, and his eyes were wide open.

  He stared at him face to face, and after confirming that he was indeed dead, Cha Wenbin discovered that he wasn't hanged, but was wrapped up, with a thin layer of silk threads tightly wound around Shi Tou's entire body, gathered together and hung from the top of the bamboo.

  Cha Wenbin never thought that they would meet again in this way. Although there was no great grudge, it absolutely couldn't be considered a friendly encounter either.

  He took out a rope from his bag, threw it onto the corpse's body and tied a loop around it, then hung it on the bamboo fork until it reached the ground. He shouted to Old Wang and others: "Lower it slowly, don't touch it after lowering."

  He drew out the Seven Star Sword and with a "whoosh" of one slash, those entwined threads were cut off. The bamboo immediately felt the force and bent accordingly. Old Wang and the others slowly let go, waiting for Cha Wenbin to fall to the ground, his corpse also fell to the ground.

  An old man who was drinking and eating meat with everyone just a few days ago, no one expected him to be a half-human, half-demon devil, nor did anyone expect him to die miserably in such a place today.

  Zhuo Xiong used a stick to pry open the tangled threads and said, "The body has already started to rot. According to the weather here, it would take at least a week or more for it to reach this level of decay, but we've only been down here for a few days!"

  What puzzled Zha Wenbin was why he still smiled until his death. Since he smiled, why did his eyes not match? This is a very contradictory expression, with an unwilling gaze but smiling so happily, which made them puzzled.

  They also knew nothing about the old man's information. Since he has lived here for so many years, it is possible that he really knows the situation in this mountain. Otherwise, who can bear to be alone and stay here for a lifetime?

  "What's going on? Is it buried?" Old Wang covered his nose and turned away to ask Cha Wenbin, he really didn't want to look at this corpse that made him feel uneasy.

  Although he was absolutely not a good person, death is great, and after dying, the grudges of his lifetime should be written off. If he went underground, if there were sins in his lifetime, there would naturally be rules on that side to approve, and in this life, he didn't need to make amends with anyone in the sun anymore.

  "Let's just bury him," said Cha Wenbin, nodding. "No need to dig a hole, just cover him with some bamboo leaves."

  The ground was covered with bamboo leaves, some fresh and some dry, but mostly rotten. Just as everyone was about to scatter the leaves, Stone Dad's belly suddenly bulged once, scaring the person closest to him, Horizontal Meat Face, into jumping back, and then it bulged again...

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