The skull has turned yellow and oxidized. After the cartilage has rotted, some skull blocks have fallen off, but you can still clearly see the round holes on the bone pieces, each as big as a penny coin. They are all the way up along the side of the ear. There are seven at most, and one at least two at least, which is exactly the same as the corpse we saw in Yang Daguang’s tomb. These holes are very neatly punched, and the entire skull looks like a musical instrument.

Judging from the yellow of the bones and the costumes of the corpse, it should be the spy forces here at that time. It should be less than 60 years old, so the preservation area is still intact, and the oxidation of the holes is consistent with the skull, which means they were hit on them before their lifetime.

I was amazed in my heart, looked at Liu Sang, and then went to touch his skull. He hid: "Don't die, you're sick."

"Can you really hear clearly when you dig holes in the skull?" I said to myself, thinking why there were people here who made holes 60 years ago? The purpose of the spies was not to subvert the regime? Could it be that the purpose of these spies here was to listen to thunder? At this time, Liu Sang suddenly saw something and climbed onto the wooden bed. The wooden bed had long been corroded. When he stepped onto the wooden board, the wooden board was rotten. After walking a few steps, the wooden bed turned into pieces. He fiddled all the bones in the corner of the wall to one side, and we saw a mark in the corner of the wall.

I went up and confirmed it was the Zhang family's mark. It should be engraved within half a month. The mark is still very new. The mark is a direction number, pointing to a direction. I took out my phone and took a photo silently. Liu Sang murmured: "The idol's temper is really weird. Who the hell can find this?"

This time I had to agree with Liu Sang's statement, but I still swayed: "Then I've found it now."

"What does this symbol mean?"

"I won't tell you." I looked around and saw why the marks were left in such a secret place. Although I knew that his marks were very hidden, if they were to leave them for me and the fat man, it would be a bit too much to look down on us.

But this mark must be left for us. I thought about it in my mind. The only possibility is that he also made a prompt on it, prompting us that there was something under the tree, but the prompt might have been destroyed by someone.

Liu Sang did not ask any questions. He took a few steps to shake the wood dandruff. When the flashlight shone down, he said "um". I also looked down and saw that there was a metallic luster under the wooden board. Liu Sang took a piece and found that it was an old gold bar.

When we removed the wood fragments, we saw that there were old gold bars under the wooden board, and Liu Sang's eyes were straightened.

I took a few, climbed onto the ground, and threw them to the vest, in the wilderness. In this kind of place, gold is the most useless. Liu Sang only took a few, knocking on two. The vest and the white snake were about to climb down, but I stopped him and told them that the pit was all theirs that were rescued, and now he took the gold and couldn't even walk.

The direction of the mud oil bottle was very clear. I marked the compass and the group continued to set off. Later, I couldn't walk anymore, and my knees became weak - because the ground was covered with fallen leaves and mud, so I sat down and rested for an hour.

The vest and the white snake fell asleep directly. I was very able to bear it. I just looked at the sky alone. At this time, the sky was almost dark and the moon was very bright. The valley was as white as jade, and the miasma returned to the soil, which made people feel so cold that it hurt.

Liu Sang didn't sleep either, and there was still no sound in the whole valley, which was so quiet that it was strangely quiet. He had nothing good to hear, but he was a little at a loss.

I asked him, "Is it interesting that you are so chasing stars?"

Liu Sang was a little surprised and I suddenly chatted with him and looked at me: "I don't know how I should live. There is someone like you, but I know more than you, so you must follow me. I think I am very similar to him, and I can only live in this world in his way."

"Oh, you're a big deal to compare with him." I followed it casually, but didn't say it. I felt that there was no need to quarrel when everyone was so tired, so I reiterated: "You are still much worse than him. Do you want to think about it again? His life may not be able to bear it. Many things cannot be looked at the surface."

"Don't you admire him? Don't you want to be a person like him?" Liu Sang looked at the old gold in his hand and sighed, "Of course I know you can't do it. You are just a mortal."
Chapter completed!