"Ahu! Ahu? Where have you been?" Keming shouted in panic.

The man in yellow mountaineering suit followed Lao Yue's footsteps in the blink of an eye. This strange thing really scared Keming. He shouted loudly without hesitation, but he could not get any response at all.

Uncle Tai walked to Keming and grabbed him with a solemn expression and whispered: "Shh... Keming, stop shouting. It's too weird here, and the sound may attract inexplicable things."

Keming had long since disappeared, and his repeated disappearances made him feel nervous. He lowered his throat and asked, "Uncle Tai, have you noticed it? Ah Hu was by our side just now. Didn't you notice how he disappeared?"

Uncle Tai shook his head and said gloomyly: "Maybe I was careless. Just like you, I didn't feel anything."

At this time, Keming's mind was thrown away from the sky, and leaving the place quickly was the most important thing. It was a coincidence that the only thing he disappeared alone was missing, but Ah Hu also disappeared for no reason, and there was no movement at all, as if he had disappeared out of thin air. In this quiet and dark wasteland, such a strange thing happened, how could people not feel sad?

He shrank his neck and glanced around and said, "Uncle Tai, I think we'd better go back first. After dawn, I'll call more people to find Lao Yue and Ahu."

Uncle Tai was silent for a moment, and did not object, but he felt a little dissatisfied. Lao Yue and Ah Hu came here with Keming. Now something happened, Keming just let go and care about his own safety. It was really not good enough. At the beginning, Uncle Tai had already reminded him that the feeling here was very bad, so it would be better to leave early, but Keming was stubborn at that time. He did not leave when he should leave. Now two people are trapped here and have no idea of ​​life and death, but he is eager to leave. This is very unwise and even more unbearable.

But as the saying goes, things are not about yourself, and you are hanging up high. Except for Keming's life and death, Uncle Tai doesn't care about the lives of the other two people at all. The weirdness of this wasteland is much beyond his expectations. Even people like him who are used to bloody scenes felt a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts, so he turned his body and said to Keming: "You go first, I will break the back."

Keming didn't even bother to say anything, and hurriedly walked forward like a dog with a broken family. Uncle Tai followed. The two of them accelerated their pace this time. They didn't compare to the time when they came to be careful in finding someone. Keming almost trotted when he walked. The faster he walked, the more he felt like something was following behind him. He looked back repeatedly and saw Uncle Tai following him steadily, as if everything was just his illusion.

This wasteland is very large, and the weeds are more than one person tall and look endless. Keming felt something was wrong as he walked. According to the time when the four of them entered, after walking for so long, he should have walked out of the wasteland. But in fact, when he looked away, he could only see the boundless darkness. Later, he couldn't even tell the difference between the southeast, southwest and north.

The night wind blew the weeds and made a rustling sound. Keming looked into the distance again and said worriedly: "Uncle Tai, are we lost?"

There was no response behind him. Keming quickly turned around and looked at it. His scalp began to numb and his hair all over his body exploded. Uncle Tai, who had been following him steadily, disappeared at some point! In the dark and gloomy large wasteland, there was silence, as if only Keming himself was left.

"Uncle Tai! Uncle Tai?" Keming shouted twice. There was only his own echo in the empty wasteland. He ran forward without saying a word. It would be fine if Lao Yue and Ah Hu disappeared for no reason, but even Uncle Tai disappeared. It can be seen that the seriousness of the matter is not to go back to find someone, but to escape.

"Ouch……"

Perhaps he was anxious and anxious. Keming didn't pay attention to the strangeness under his feet. As he ran, he was tripped to the ground and fell to the ground. He panted heavily, and he tried to stand up with both hands, but after pulling them twice, he suddenly froze. The place where his palm touched was a round thing. With his eyes that had barely adapted to the darkness, he could tell that it was a person's head!

Keming didn't dare to move, and was frightened by the sudden appearance of the human head. After a while, his stiff hands and feet slowly came over. He leaned closer to the head and observed it carefully. After seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but relax and breathe. It turned out that the so-called head was just the head of a plastic model, bare and round, and the cold plastic touched was completely different from the human head.

However, this plastic head is still different from ordinary plastic models. Although ordinary models are made very similar to living people, they have no eyelids and their eyes are wide open. The head that Keming touched is made of plastic, but the eyes are actually closed, and the eyelids are portrayed vividly, just like a real person.

Putting down the plastic model's head, Keming stood up carefully, looked around, and walked over. After he walked over, the plastic head in the place suddenly opened its closed eyes, revealing the bloody eyes inside!

This wasteland seemed to have processed many discarded plastic molds. Since he tripped over the model's head once, Keming kept seeing many models on the road. These models were all broken into many pieces, ragged, and had no heads. He kept stepping on these molds under his feet, and almost fell down several times.

The more he walked, the more he felt fear. The fragments of model were everywhere, looking like corpses of living people. The fragments of corpses were everywhere, and people were in it, feeling a sense of coldness from the bottom of his heart. He kept looking left and right, slowing down a little to avoid stepping on the mold. After walking for a long time, he finally walked out of this place full of model fragments. Seeing that there were no more gloomy and terrifying things under his feet, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Keming immediately opened his eyes wide, his body trembled violently due to fear, and his teeth collided and made a "grand" sound. Because in front of him were countless heads. These heads were arranged neatly on the ground, all of them closed their eyes tightly, and they remained motionless. Keming resisted his fear, reluctantly calmed down, and squatted down to observe a head in front of him. After a glance, he could confirm that these were all plastic molded heads!
Chapter completed!