Who is so inhumane that he killed a whole village of unarmed people, even the young, old, women and children? Aren't they afraid of thunder?
Several people had mixed feelings, and their expressions were constantly changing. It couldn't be said to be shock or fear, but perhaps more of a new understanding of the bottom line of human nature.
Han Changmu took a deep breath and calmly told Meng Suige: "Let Fei Nu come out."
Meng Suige nodded and opened the cage hanging on the horse's back.
Fei Nu fluttered out of the cage and kept circling in the sky above Jinbo Valley. He even let out a grunting cry, which sounded like weeping blood.
This is the place where Fei Nu last saw the baggage convoy.
Han Changmu wandered around the valley, bent down and picked up a handful of sand, rubbed it on his fingertips, and said lightly: "Search."
Meng Suige and others dispersed everywhere and searched carefully.
Every collapsed ruin and every fallen dead tree has been carefully turned over, but it is a pity that it is covered with thick dirt, and the flow of time is deeply hidden in it, without any trace of freshness.
The more carefully I searched, the more disappointed I became.
After a while, Gu Chen hurried over, his face a little solemn, and he whispered: "Sir, we found a rut in the west."
Han Changmu's expression turned serious and he hurriedly followed Gu Chen.
Mohe Yanqi is very windy and sandy. The wind blows wildly and the sand and gravel roll all over the ground. No matter what traces there are, they can be blown away by the wind and no trace can be left behind.
This is why Han Changmu and his team have not been able to find out the whereabouts of the baggage convoy until now.
But the west side could leave ruts, which had to make Han Changmu suspicious.
I suspect that someone deliberately left traces to mislead them.
But when he arrived at the west side, he suddenly understood.
The west side should have been the sea in the Jinbo Valley in the past. After it dried up, it turned into a white salt-alkali land with a circle of red willow trees planted around it. However, the former lush green shade is gone now. The withered tree trunks remain.
This vast saline-alkali land is not covered by much sand, and traces of circular ripples are exposed, which are the traces left by the evaporation and shrinkage of the water.
And on this saline-alkali land, there was a line of shallow ruts. Although it was very shallow, it was particularly shocking to the eyes of several people.
Several people squatted in the salt-alkali soil and examined it carefully.
Han Changmu used his hand as a ruler to measure the size of the rut, and nodded with relief: "It does look like a military baggage cart."
Yao Yao looked at the rut marks carefully and frowned slightly: "It seems that when the baggage convoy arrived here, it rained here before, so the rut marks were left. After this rain, until now, there are no more rut marks here." It hasn’t rained yet.”
Gu Chen agreed: "Sir, could it be that the baggage convoy came here and took shelter from the rain, and then was attacked."
Meng Suige shook his head: "We have just searched all the houses here, and we did not see any new signs of fierce fighting. The attack should not have happened here."
Chen Gui looked at Fei Nu, who was still hovering in the sky, and wondered: "But if Fei Nu is not the baggage convoy that he met here, why is he always hovering here and refusing to fly away."
Wang Xian carefully rubbed the ruts and suddenly said quietly: "Sir, when the baggage convoy left here, it was empty."
"Empty?" Several people exclaimed, squatting down and taking a closer look before nodding and praising Wang Xian's meticulousness.
This rut mark is really too shallow, and it does not look like it is carrying a load.
But what is puzzling is that if an empty baggage train passes through this place, then where did the wages go?
Several people were surrounded by the salt-alkali land, quite helpless.
I thought that after finding the baggage train, things would turn around, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be more complicated and confusing.
Who took away the wages, and who left behind this string of empty baggage trains.
Suddenly there was an exclamation from outside, and the sound of chaotic footsteps, horse hoofbeats, and neighing echoed in the lonely valley.
Several people's expressions changed, and they hurriedly got on their horses and walked outside.
The place where the mummy had just been buried was in chaos.
Mr. Kang and his party actually had some skills. At some point, they broke away from the messenger's blade and boldly descended to the bottom of the valley again.
After coming down, they found that there was no danger, but the scene was a bit scary. They became more courageous, and even started to turn over the mummies that had been buried for hundreds of years.
Gu Chen's face suddenly changed, and the bad luck of the lack of progress in the investigation was spread on these people. His hand flew over with a shuttle, sending yellow sand flying all over the sky. A fierce voice floated in the yellow sand and shouted: "You guys Are you tired of living?"
Li Huwei was so frightened that a white skeleton he held in his hand suddenly fell into the sand.
He frowned, betting that these people would not dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and said harshly: "This Jinbo Valley is not yours, why can't we come down?"
Before they could finish speaking, Gu Chen and Chen Gui rushed over, each with a sword, and instantly placed it on Li Huowei's neck. There was no murderous intention in the sword blade, only bad luck, which wiped out Li Huwei's gangster spirit. Too scared to show up.
Chen Gui cursed and took out all the anger he had just suffered on Li Wewei: "If you dare to dig things under my nose, I will chop you alive."
No matter how tough Li Wewei was, his neck was still long, and if he was struck with a sword, his head would fly off.
When these people are not angry, they look like each one is more polite than the other, and they act like a scumbag when they are messing around.
Guard Li did not dare to confront the sword head-on. He turned around and looked at Sabao surnamed Kang. He led the people to retreat to the edge of Jinbo Valley. He watched coldly what these people were going to do. Maybe he was lucky and could still pick it up. A leak.
These people have seen too many dead people and are used to touching corpses. If they hold a piece of bone in their hands, they can tell what kind of bone it is and which bone in the human body it is by just touching it.
Gu Chen picked up the skeleton that had just fallen from Li Weiwei's hand, rubbed it with two fingers, and showed it to Han Changmu: "Sir, this is the leg bone, the thigh bone."
Han Changmu held the skeleton between his two fingers, his eyes were slightly cold, and he did not feel sick at all. He looked at the skeleton as if looking at some rare treasure and pointed at it: "Look here, there is a knife wound, so deep. It can be seen that only the Turkic knife can do the damage to the bone."
Turkic knives are different from Han knives. They are not straight knives, but curved knives. The blade is covered with jagged patterns. The blade is extremely thin and sharp. If it is strong enough, it can easily cut someone in half.
The knife marks on this skeleton were very shallow and thin, and they shone white and cold in the sunlight.
Yao Yao tilted his head, his throat was a little dry, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I didn't notice the marks made by the Turkic knife, but it's hard to see that the bones were picked so cleanly, without even a trace of skin or flesh."
The messenger who followed Han Changmu into Moheyan Moraine stepped forward, took a look, and said: "The corpses in Moheyan Moraine are usually mummies like this one buried in the sand. The corpses have been dried, and the skin and flesh are not rotten or damaged, and the clothes are not damaged. It’s intact, but this skeleton seems to have been gnawed by something.”
Meng Suige clicked his tongue: "If he gnawed it so cleanly, could he be a wolf?"
The messenger shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not, there are too many strange insects and beasts in Mohe Yanqi."
Han Changmu stretched out his hand, picked up a handful of sand, smelled it carefully, and said to Yao Yao: "A Yao, smell it, is there any smell in this sand?"
Yao Yao lay on the sand in confusion, wrinkled the tip of her nose, and sniffed: "Master, it's a bit fishy. I'm not sure if it's the smell of blood. The sand usually has a fishy smell." Her eyes flashed: "Master, dig it out Bar."
If there is one skeleton, there may be many bones.
If you don't dig it out, how will you know what accident is buried underneath?
Han Changmu nodded and said one word clearly: "Dig."
Meng Suige rolled up his sleeves, and several people stepped forward, holding shovels and other things, and started digging very neatly.
Gu Chen saw Yao Yao coming over, stretched out his hand to stop her, and laughed: "Just pretend to be a shy and soft little girl and watch from the side."
"..." Yao Yao glanced at Gu Chen. Quan Dang didn't understand what he meant. He jumped into the sand pit and started digging with a shovel.
Gu Chen laughed dumbly.
It was really a waste of my two big, watery eyes to be blinded, and it was a waste of my loving heart.
The top layer of caked sand was dug out, and inside was soft sand. When a shovel was inserted, the sand flew to the side, and finer pieces of sand slid down to fill the newly dug sand pit. .
But unable to withstand the overwhelming numbers of people and the nimble hands and feet, this piece of sand still thinned out quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With a "clang" sound, the shovel in Gu Chen's hand hit something. He quickly put down the shovel and used his hands to scoop up the sand. There was another white skeleton with no skin or flesh hanging on it.
It's just that this skeleton is bright and clean, with no knife marks.
Yao Yaona also made a discovery. She knelt down and grabbed a bit of gray cloth protruding from the sand pile.
She was stunned for a moment, then slowly pulled it out, pulling out a piece of gray clothes.
The half-worn brown bunt, plain and unpainted, fell into the crowd, not eye-catching at all.
She shook the sand off her head, frowned and handed it to Han Changmu: "Sir, if I remember correctly, this is the attire of your men."
Han Changmu's heart sank, and he frowned and said, "Keep digging."
The unexpected discovery was unexpected. Several people were very motivated and kept digging with their heads down, causing the sand and soil to fly freely.
I don’t know if these people were unintentional or intentional. They kept swinging the shovels in their hands, and the sand and soil were raised high. One shovel after another, the sand fell on Mr. Kang and his group. His face was so choked. Everyone like the master looked livid and coughed repeatedly.
