The rust-red fog is low and thick, and the field of view is blocked. The spiritual sense cannot detect the corpse even if it is so far away.

Fanning had no choice but to walk over carefully.

During the period from the top of the arch bridge to the dry riverbed, he felt the subtle changes everywhere in this "garden".

For example, the precipitation in the south is extremely abundant, and the air often gives people a feeling of dampness and heat.

But now Fanning feels that his skin is extremely dry, and even feels uncomfortable about being about to crack.

“Kacha…Kacha…”

He didn't need to take a long way to walk directly in the bumpy riverbed. Every time he stepped on his foot, he would have a pinch of rust-red hardened soil turning into powder.

This period was not short or long, but a subtle sense of suffocation made his emotions hover in a slow position. He naturally thought of many possibilities, such as the body might be Luna or Miss Nightingale who had just disappeared, maybe it was Master Lunar or Master Luket, of course, maybe it was someone who had never known each other...

After walking to the boat, the stone in Fanning's heart hung a little lowered, but she still frowned for a long time and was ecstatic.

This corpse, located in the broken cabin, basically has only a bone frame. The reason why it is used is "basic" because it is also covered with a layer of dry skin like rotten leaves. Its hair, muscles and tendons have disappeared, and the overall appearance is a strange and dark color like black soy sauce dyed with red ink.

The posture was not very natural, the body was curled like a shrimp, the back was curled exaggeratedly, the legs with stiff knees were in a big arc, and the feet were almost touching the head.

Fanning witnessed the passing of life many times during his travels. Under the high temperature and ravage of insects and flies in the south, fresh corpses basically began to rot and maggots within half a day. After ten days and half a month of indescribable swelling and deformation, they will soon gradually turn into a pile of rotten bone colonies.

This kind of corpse retains dry skin after weathering is usually formed in an extremely dry and hot environment rather than humid and hot environment. Of course, it may also be that the "holy land" of this garden does not contain filthy objects such as mosquitoes, flies, poisonous insects, saprophytic bacteria, etc.

Another point is that the skull of the corpse has disappeared completely, but the dry scalp is stuck on the cabin like a pancake, which makes it difficult for Fanning to identify the characteristics of his face.

"I can't confirm who it is, but it shouldn't be Luna or An in terms of body shape. In terms of time, it seems like it took a long process to form..." Fanning frowned and was ecstatic when he witnessed the situation in front of him.

It takes a short time to view the corpse because there is too little information and there is really no way to read it.

After ramming the ash from the cigar in his hand, Fanning threw the ship and the body behind him, continued along the riverbed, preparing to go up the slope that seemed slightly slower.

During this period, he stopped once and tried to make a prayer to the "Fanghui Poet".

It uses common prayers in public doctrines, and also uses secret doctrines of higher personalities that are described.

According to the "theoretical" estimate, although Fanning is not a true believer, he showed a deep understanding in his works of art and "absorbed" the bouquet of fox lily. He asked the "Fanghui Poet" to have a spiritual affinity of the divine power, at least not weaker than those bishops. Therefore, after all the senior officials of the church could not enter this place, they would have such great hope for Fanning to gain attention and response.

But at least that attempt just now was fruitless.

I suggest Fanning changed to different points and tried several times more. The biggest one hope is near the "honey production channel".

Fanning has recorded that location, but after the garden environment suddenly became dilapidated and weird, and the terrain became more and more inconsistent, the markers were no longer recognizable.

The only reference he made now is the direction of the arch bridge and the waterway. As for the accuracy left, it is hard to say.

The brittle rust-red soil under the feet was shattered one after another. After the riverbed had no water flow, the uphill road on both sides was more like climbing a mountain than a landing.

As he walked, Fanning suddenly felt something grabbing his ankle.

When I looked down, a dry and skinny hand stretched out from the riverbed.

Without directly encountering mysterious factors and strong spiritual warnings, this scene that is enough to scare the ignorant will not cause too much stimulation to Fanning. After a brief surprise, he shifted his right hand from the air and then held it up.

Fine cracks spread on the riverbed, and pieces of earth and rocks of different sizes were dug up.

"There is more than one corpse in this place, and this person's posture is even more weird..."

This body was curled like a shrimp, but it was the opposite of the previous one. The back was raised to the back, the knees of the legs were completely reversed, and the feet were circled from behind, reaching the head position where only a layer of skin remained.

Except for the straight hand that stretched out forward, the rest of the body was buried underneath.

"It's even more weird, and has some commonalities. The skin is dry, curled up into rings, the head and feet are close to each other, and the body shape seems to be similar..."

In addition, Fanning did not get any clear information.

"But if you want to think more, why would anyone die here?"

"After the nectar in the garden was 'stopped', the church cleared the site. How many people were in and out? It was necessary to check it clearly before the site was sealed... Judging from the situation of the gardens I visited before, the 'confused place' was not formed immediately after a change. Even if the 'flower touching person' working inside, the civilian assistant or the visitor delayed it for three or five days, it would not be possible to die in it and not be discovered. Just let it die, there is a second, or maybe a third one?..."

In any case, the discovery of the body was an unknown sign, and even Fanning doubted whether the recent series of bizarre and bizarre experiences were visually contaminated by knowledge.

After walking to the river bank, he was very energetic and tried his best to follow the direction of the "honey production channel" he wrote down.

"Squeak--" "Bang!

!”

Next to several rows of weathered withered statues was a bungalow. Fanning gently sent it in with his toes, and the door swung in less than thirty degrees before it collapsed.

Four chairs, a table, a multi-layer storage cabinet, carrying several scattered vases, and a pile of woven flower baskets or fruit baskets that had long been weathered on the ground. There were countless holes of large and small size on the ceiling. Black coal-like branches pierced through the window, and then spread their teeth and claws along the hole.

In addition, there is a hanging swing, but this environment and corruption are like a special torture instrument when you look up.

Fanning Tong Kong, who walked into the inner part, contracted slightly.

A hollow bed with festering and hollow next to it is an office chair and a desk. A corpse with scorched and dark red skin is sitting in front and planted on the table, with its head and feet opposite each other, and is roughly round and closed. If you want to complete this action, you can sit with your feet on the chair surface and your hands tell your legs, but you have to drop your knees and flip them down to the bottom.

“Kakaka…”

Fanning, who seemed to notice something, reached out and controlled the chair to drag it back a few centimeters out of thin air.

An object pressed by a corpse on the table was exposed.

It is dark red, long striped, very dry, very thin, and has cracked into many small pieces, and the texture is like dry red date skin.

Fanning went up to observe for a few seconds and his face changed drastically.

The handwriting written with some kind of red dye is still visible, and the article is very long, but most of it has been destroyed and the content cannot be distinguished.

In addition, there are more light notes with notes written with spectral lines and clefs: re/fa/la.

d. The minor triad chord, Saint Apollo once followed the "theme of God" left behind by revelation!

This piece of dry as jujube skin is the "Macias' skin" or the "Citizen" gel membrane in the secret history!

He actually has a gel membrane on his hand?

So what is this corpse?...

"impossible!

”

Fan Ning, who was calm all the way, felt as if her scalp was numb!

Of course, he actually did not move in place. After a few seconds he began to read the few, scattered, probably recognizable words in the smearing words—

"Don't believe what I said..."

"What you do is also..."

"After all..."

"Those words don't represent me..."

"I really don't know where I am..."

These silhouettes, without any head and tail, and contradictory handwriting made Fanning's fingers tighten with force for a while.

You can't believe your own words? So what's the point of saying this?

Is this person really?...

"No, not necessarily, there may be more than one gel membrane. Even if it is a literal interpretation of the secret history, the 'Forest God Marcias' is at least a normal adult body shape. The skin that was 'skinned' by San Apollo' is definitely more than the pinch of gel membrane in my previous hand..."

"In addition, the portrayal of notes is also a occult metaphor, which is a metaphor for the 'Divine Art' in this secret history, which is not to say that there is a position that records the 'theme of gods', and the other parts will be gone. If the 'Macias' skin' is divided into many pieces, each with a d-minor three chord is also in line with the logic of mysticism..."

To determine the identity of the deceased, more substantial information must be found.

There was an empty inner room after the inner room. Fanning scored again and broke into the thick rust red fog outside again.

In a place similar to a rain-covering corridor in the backyard, Fanning found a body curled up in the corner of the wall.

The fourth one is still of the same size.

After adjusting his breathing on the spot, he walked away again and raised his hand.

A long strip of "dry date skins" scattered beside Dark Red's body floated to his hands.

d. The minor three chord marks also have interrupted texts on the side and some have partially broken, but the content is different-

"Inspiration for creating a symphony in the future of life:"

"Starting with the d minor of "theme of God", in the fifth degree of the string music, the first movement is presented with a severe and powerful motivational clip, and then gradually develops and strengthens, and the band bursts out with a tragic and scattered sound... The second movement is a scherzo with fugue, and the string music continues to move forward with a bright and exciting staccato sound... The third movement is a soft and lyricism like a song, and the irregular variations are full of quiet contemplation and fascinating philosophical thinking... In the final chapter, the instrumental music reviews the struggle and pain of the first three movements in a long way, and finally the vocals and choirs join, gradually climbing to the height of ultimate joy..."

"The lyrics text is originally planned: the goddess of joy is holy and beautiful, and the brilliant glow shines on the earth..."

Fanning's arm holding this "gel membrane" was shaking. Instead of letting it fall naturally, he trembled and bent down and put it on the ground!

The musical concept recorded above is exactly the same as Beethoven's "Symphony No. 9 in D minor"!

The d minor here is still just a tribute to the "theme of God", indicating that it is still not the original form of the "theme of God".

"Will Vienne actually conceived Bei Jiu during his lifetime? Haha... This invisible power of the 'old days' actually made an indigenous person in the old industrial world conceive Bei Jiu? Moreover, it was the 'old days' power that Mr. F initially activated, and the possibility that Mr. F is also a time traveler is extremely rising!..."

"As similar body shape? It's obviously the same body shape!" Fanning suddenly smiled a little nervous.

Yes, the identity of this corpse is Vieren, the one who visited the Southern Continent with the "gel membrane" as a token!

The corpse lying on the table in the room is the same.

So are those who stretch out their hand from the riverbed.
To be continued...