The next day, the teachers took the list and took attendance, and found that five people were missing.
"Teacher Zhang, are all your students gathered?"
Teacher Ma asked quickly.
"Not all, two people are missing."
"I'm missing three people."
Teacher Zhang said.
No one answered after calling out several times. Cheng Duola's friend woke up and found that Cheng Duola was not back, so she told Teacher Zhang about what happened yesterday.
"What……?"
"They went on an expedition..."
Teacher Zhang wanted to die. He was really furious. Why didn't he listen to my advice and just ran around everywhere?
She was naturally anxious, so she called them again, but found that no one answered the phone.
The other six teachers soon learned about this, and finally they decided to mobilize everyone to use the most strenuous means to search for the missing people.
The seven-member team naturally acted together.
But after they searched for three hours, they finally got a clue.
"You see, this footprint has one part, but the other part is missing."
"What's also strange is that this phone was just thrown on the ground. I don't think it was thrown away intentionally."
"There's a slight crack in the corner of the phone's screen. The surrounding soil doesn't show any signs of loosening, nor are there any signs of a struggle. One thing we can be sure of is that they're most likely dead."
Zhang Xuanhua analyzed calmly.
"You really understand~Zhang Xuanhua."
The person who spoke was Mu Xinrong.
"No, no, I'm just speculating."
"Don't you think it's a little strange? Do you think any normal person would go crazy for half a day looking for treasure or going on an adventure or something like that?"
Ye Fanshuang raised his own questions.
"You have a point, but what if they are not normal people?"
Ye Qingliu asked back calmly.
"I'm not a normal person... No... Your idea is so outrageous."
The person who replied to him was Wu Zeyu, who looked confused.
No matter what, they have already stepped onto the road with the wooden sign.
In that gloomy and silent wasteland, a corpse lay quietly, like a broken doll forgotten by time.
The face of the corpse is unrecognizable. The face that may have been beautiful or ordinary is now shrouded in the shadow of death, becoming distorted and unfamiliar.
The corpse's eyes were tightly closed, as if it was sleeping forever in the endless darkness. A few undried tears were still hanging on the eyelashes, telling of the sadness and unwillingness of its life.
The body lay in an unnatural posture, with stiff limbs, as if life was trying to struggle in the last moment, but was ultimately powerless.
The clothes were torn to tatters, revealing the pale and thin skin underneath, which was covered with scars and bruises, silently telling the pain and torture before death.
Everything around was dead silent, with only the wind whistling softly in my ears, as if singing a dirge for the corpse.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
I don't know who screamed first.
Bai Zhiye hid behind Ye Qingliu in fear, holding onto Ye Qingliu's sleeves tightly with her hands.
Ye Fanshuang grabbed Ye Qingliu's other sleeve.
As for Wu Zeyu, he was naturally afraid and instinctively hid behind Zhang Xuanhua.
"This body... is most likely one of the five people."
"Maybe this place has long been unsafe..."
"Damn it!! Don't scare me!"
"I'm not trying to scare you. The murderer might be secretly watching us from a corner somewhere."
"You... shut up... why are you two so calm?"
This made Wu Zeyu confused. How could the four of them be so calm? They weren't afraid at all.
"I see this a lot on TV."
Wu Zeyu's pupils were even more shocked when he heard Zhang Xuanhua's incredible statement. No way, how could what he saw on TV be the same as what he saw in reality?
Brother, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
"Don't dwell on this, let's get out of here."
Ye Fanshuang spoke to them.
As the eldest daughter of the Ye family, she had seen all kinds of storms, but she had never seen such a violent corpse in the wild, and the method used was even more cruel.
Mu Xinrong took out his cell phone to call the police, but found that the call could not go through.
"The phone call is unavailable."
"I'll try mine."
"Don't try. I tried, and I can't get through."
"There might be no signal here."
"Then let's get out of this damn place right away! I don't want to stay here for even a moment."
This corpse didn't emit a strong stench, but rather something different. It had a light fragrance, and it was a little pleasant.
They decided to return along the same route, but who knew that as they walked along the path, every step they took seemed to be filled with hope, but the scene before them kept repeating as if by magic.
On that winding path, the trees on both sides stood in the same posture, and even the distribution of fallen leaves was surprisingly similar.
Turn left, turn right, and turn left again. The scenery after each turn is like a mirror image of the previous one, making people wonder whether their steps are just wandering in an endless cycle.
Road signs seemed to be the most unreliable guide, because every direction they pointed to eventually led them back to this familiar yet unfamiliar starting point, as if the whole world was set up as a never-ending maze.
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