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Chapter 23: Lao Ding, late at night, in the lake, drinking water one by one(2/2)

Everyone was obviously frightened and had long forgotten what they wrote during the game.

Liu Jinger said, "What are you asking about this!"

I said, "Think about it!"

Everyone began to recall.

I checked the notes in my hand and finally found out - Lao Ding drew the name he wrote, and then the time he wrote "late night" by Meng Xiaoshuai, and then the place he wrote "in the lake" by Ji Feng, and then the event he wrote "drinking water after sip" by Linghu Mountain...

That's such a coincidence!

He is dead.

I glanced at the dark lake water and felt a solemn atmosphere.

Everyone came, and Bubu seemed to have not woken up yet: "What's wrong with you?"

I said, "Lao Ding fell into the lake and the people were no longer able to do it."

Bubu said: "What's wrong? This is what's wrong!"

I said, "Wei Zao, Huang Xi, Zhang Hui, bring the engineer shovel and follow me. Wu Min, you drive the truck, let's go and bury Lao Ding."

We may be stationed by this lake for a long time and cannot bury Lao Ding near the camp, as everyone will be afraid.

A few of us left the camp and drove about half a kilometer southwest, then dug a hole on the ground and buried Lao Ding.

I don’t know if the group of people really brought Xu Erge’s body to the ancient tomb. I don’t know if they would dig out Lao Ding. I put a few stones on Lao Ding’s tomb as the simplest tombstone.

After returning to the camp, it was almost 3 a.m.

The horse has not come back yet.

Lu Sanguo said that he had never seen a signal flare.

My headlights are still on, shining towards the dark desert.

I took the flashlight and walked slowly along the lakeside.

Sure enough, I saw those notes in one place. They floated on the water by the lake, pushed by ripples, and surged down toward the shore.

I stuck out a reed, pulled them up, held them in my hand and looked at them. The characters were written in a fountain pen. They were soaked in water for so long, but the paper was not rotten, but the characters were not scattered, and they were so beautiful.
Chapter completed!
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