It was just as cramped inside as outside, and one had to crawl to get in. Xiaohua tried to crawl forward, but I held him back. I nodded and shone the flashlight in front of me. Sure enough, I found that the open space in front of me was full of broken shells of red dead turtles. The ground was full of broken shells, which made people feel uncomfortable. Xiaohua shone the flashlight on a jar, and the hair-covered thing was really creepy. It was hard for me to convince myself that it was not hair but something else. … Continue readingChapter 42: Little Hair