The arrival of a new day means that this trip to the Qinling Mountains will come to an end in more than ten hours.
At the same time, it also means that the thrilling part of this trip to the Qinling Mountains is about to begin.
Ding Ze felt a little happy about this.
He couldn't help it, it was really because all this tossing and all the intrigues hidden in the dark made him very tired.
'Let's end it quickly.'
Ding Ze muttered something silently, and then, holding a cigarette in his mouth, he and Wu Xie Laochi prepared breakfast.
After having a simple breakfast and packing up, Lao Chu said, "Let's go - let's go, and try to get back to the ground before dark."
"Yes," Wu Xie responded calmly, and there was nothing wrong with his expression.
"Without innocence, this is cruel growth," Ding Ze noticed and couldn't help but sigh. After sighing, he put on his backpack and walked towards the cliff.
Cliff edge.
It is quite different from the original plot, because now, their backpacks are still there... and because as a party to the original work, Ding Ze specially prepared a lot of ropes...
Climbing down this twenty-meter-high cliff is not difficult.
Ding Ze took out the rope and moved quickly. After a while, he found three fixed points and fixed the three ropes one after another.
After pulling on the rope to make sure it would not fall off easily, Ding Ze said, "When you go down, be gentle, otherwise, if you accidentally fall into the coffin, you might be in bad luck."
"There are many protruding rocks on this cliff. It shouldn't be difficult to get down. I have no problem. I will definitely not fall down."
Lao Itch said this, and then joked to Wu Xie, "Lao Wu, you must be careful and careful, but you must not make it more unlucky, otherwise, Brother Ding and I will be...
-My life may not be guaranteed."
Wu Xie: "(??へ??╬)!! Old itch, do you really believe that I will kick you down right now?"
Lao Itchi chuckled and said nothing.
Seeing this scene, Ding Ze smiled and without further ado, he pulled the rope and slowly moved to the bottom of the cliff.
Wu Xie and Lao Chu also started to move at the same time.
On the cliff, as Lao Itch said, there are more protruding rocks.
Therefore, as long as there is lighting and unobstructed vision, it is not difficult to settle down.
The three of them were silent, going down little by little.
Before I knew it, about twenty minutes had passed.
Ding Ze lowered his head and looked at it with his night eyes.
"There are only five or six meters left," Ding Ze said, reminding Wu Xie and Lao Chu who were sweating profusely. He then joked, "I told you that you two seem a little weak. Why do you sweat so much?"
so?"
Words spread.
Wu Xie: "(#￣～￣#)"
Lao Itch: "..."
At this moment, Wu Xie and Lao Chu looked at each other in tacit understanding.
Both of them had unhappy and embarrassed expressions on their faces.
Ding Ze saw it.
Therefore, Ding Ze was extremely happy.
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A few more minutes passed.
The three of them landed safely one after another and kept silent in a tacit agreement. They moved their flashlights and quietly surveyed the scene in front of them.
Only seen.
The coffins that I saw were basically made of simple wooden boards that were nailed together casually. They were very crude and very different from regular coffins.
Probably because this cave is close to a waterfall and is relatively humid all year round, the coffins have lost their original wood color and turned into a moldy black color.
The coffins, which were almost completely black and exuded an unpleasant musty smell, were stacked on top of each other and stretched forward with no end in sight, as if they were endless.
Among the seemingly endless coffins, there is a path leading to the front.
The trail continued forward, entering into the thick darkness that could not be illuminated by the flashlight... It looked as if this trail led to the abyss of death.
'I have to say, this ghost place is really scary and infiltrating.'
After a quick look, Ding Zeru thought that he didn't want to look at these coffins anymore, so he turned his wrist and shined the flashlight on the ground of the path.
The color of the ground is similar to the color of the coffin. It is also dark and dark, as if it is paved with some special black soil.
Ding Ze narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the ground on the trail for a short while.
Whether the ground of the path turned this black due to the decay of corpses and coffins... He was not sure.
As an original author, what he can confirm is that a lot of kerosene has been poured on the ground of the trail, which will ignite in case of fire.
'You can't smoke anymore, otherwise, if someone is not careful and the cigarette butt falls, tsk tsk... That will not only be harmful to health, but also harmful to life!'
Looking at the dark ground, Ding Ze couldn't help but think.
The idea just popped up.
Wu Xie suddenly heard a voice, "Brother Ding, do you see what's wrong?"
Ding Ze heard this and shook his head decisively without any hesitation, "Not yet."
Wu Xie: "Then let's leave quickly. The musty smell here is too strong. You might get poisoned if you stay here for a long time. It's better to leave as soon as possible."
Ding Ze agreed, "Yeah."
Wu Xie did not move immediately, but turned to confirm with Lao Itch, "Lao Itch, is there really no danger here?"
"There's really no--no danger," Lao Itch answered decisively, "I walked out three years ago with only half a cigarette. There was no danger at all-
---I haven’t encountered any.”
"That's good," Wu Xie felt a little more relieved, "Let's go."
However, only slightly.
No, after the words were spoken, Wu Xie Ma Liu took out his pistol. Then, holding the flashlight in his left hand and the pistol in his right hand, he raised his feet and stepped forward.
Lao Itch saw it, didn't say anything, and followed directly, taking the second place.
Ding Ze walked last.
The three of them stepped onto the dark path one by one, moving forward one step at a time.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Not long after walking, of course, Wu Xie noticed something strange on the ground under his feet, and spoke in a low voice of doubt.
"There seems to be something wrong with this black trail. It feels a bit soft and unsteady when you step on it. It seems to be paved with dirt instead of stones."
"But this is a cave deep underground. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be so much dirt on the ground..."
As Wu Xie was talking, his tone suddenly changed and he said in shock, "Damn it, could it be that what we are stepping on is not soil, but a mixture of rotting corpses and coffins?"
Hear this.
"...Old Wu, you--don't--don't talk nonsense," Lao Itch said immediately, his tone seemed a little nervous, "You are scary, scary to death, shut up--shut up."
Mouth!"
Ding Ze glanced at Lao Itchi.
He couldn't tell whether Lao Chu was pretending to be nervous or if he was really nervous.
'Maybe it's true. After all, Lao Itchy didn't light the fire here three years ago, so he probably didn't know that this was a matter of an agency.'
His thoughts were racing, and Ding Ze had a good idea. He rushed towards Wu Xie who was at the front with a serious look on his face and said seriously.
"Lao Itch is right, Wu Xie, please stop talking nonsense!"
"I seriously doubt that your bad luck will be conveyed through words."
"If you keep talking nonsense like this, maybe as we walk, hands from the ground will suddenly reach out and grab our feet!"
Words enter the air.
Ding Ze believed that Wu Xie's reaction to these words, or to the terrifying scene he described, would be very interesting.