"Let's slow down, let's make sure it's safe and go!"

Still leading the way, he held a slender iron rod with a switch, which could be freely retracted and fixed, and it was very useful in this dead primeval forest, especially against swamp pits. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Maybe it's because we're still far from Skull Mountain, there are relatively few swamps here, and it's not as dense as we thought, which is good news, otherwise I really thought that the bottom of Skull Mountain was full of swamps.

From noon to night, we carefully walked a distance of 15 kilometers, when we got closer to the Skull Ridge, we found that there were more swamp pits here, and each swamp pit was covered with rotting dead leaves, and also emitted this strong smell, I and Datou also found that some blood-sucking leeches were found in some bottomless swamp pits, the size is really quite large, if we fall into the swamp pit, we will not be buried by those rotten silt, and we will be sucked dry by the huge blood-sucking leeches in the swamp pit.

Here, there are no waves, no sea and sky, the farther away the rolling mountains are, we seem to have entered the plains, full of towering ancient trees, luxuriant foliage, with no end in sight, and it is worrying that there are thousands of mysterious swamp pits that cannot be seen with the naked eye.

The cold moonlight poured down, and the cold and eerie of this primordial and shocking forest became strange, and several swamp pits in the distance emitted a miserable white light under the white moonlight, which was the phosphorus fire produced by the chemical reaction between the bones in the swamp and the biogas.

At a glance, the dead and dark forest can be seen everywhere in the faint blue phosphorescent light on the ground sound slowly rising, glowing a strange and mysterious picture, at first glance I think it is very dreamy, but we know the truth here that we know that there are corpses everywhere here, countless people have died here, the blue phosphorus fire is the best proof, whether it is a human skeleton or an animal skeleton, the road to the Skull Mountain Range is definitely a dangerous place.

The big head climbed up to the treetops to rest, and I kept vigil in the first half of the night, and the big head in the second half of the night.

The sound of owls in the distant forest kept coming, and I quietly looked at the dark forest, and slowly a cool breeze hung in the forest, whimpering like a ghost crying wolf, these winds made people feel as if someone was crying in the distance, and it seemed that someone was laughing.

Under the cold light and moonlight, the trees were illuminated very hideously, like open black arms and teeth and claws standing quietly around me, in the infinite darkness depths, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at me at any time, and as if something would jump out of the dark jungle and treetops at any time unknown and terrifying things.

The weeds under his feet swayed with the cold wind, shivering as if they were afraid of the devil in the dark.

Dark clouds suddenly obscured the moonlight, and the cold stars in the sky dimmed as if they had been agreed upon.

By this time, the woods had fallen silent, and the call of the owl and the unknown chirping of insects in the distance seemed to have disappeared, except for the whimper above the stinking swamp.

The silence in the entire dark forest was terrifying, as if it was brewing before the devil attacked, and before you knew it, the whole land was shrouded in darkness, and the original teeth and claws of the trees were also soaked in an inexplicable and strange dead air.

I swept my eyes over the darkness around me, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, the darkness was becoming more and more dead, and the trees in the distance were sinking into the dark death, as if they were soaked in a strange black condensed liquid.

Not good! It's a poisonous miasma!

These black gases that are constantly coming from all around are not fog and black smoke. Rather, it is the methane produced by the numerous swamp pits in this mountain forest that forms a large area of poisonous miasma.

People who inhale drug miasma are at least delirious and gibberish. In the worst case, he died of poison and foamed at the mouth.

Seeing this terrifying black gas filling the entire earth, I believe that these poisonous miasma should be the latter, once inhaled these poisonous miasma, you will definitely die.

"Big head, wake up!!" I quickly climbed up to the treetops and woke up my head.

The big head was also vigilant in his sleepiness, and when he saw that I shook him awake, he instantly pulled out a dagger from behind his waist and put it against my neck.

"It's me!"

Seeing that it was me, the big head also put away the dagger, and his gaze softened: "Is there a situation?" ”

I nodded solemnly and pointed to the dark dead air around me and said, "It's a poisonous miasma, and the swamp emits a poisonous miasma at night!" ”

The big head looked around, only to see that the black dead air soaked all the surrounding trees, and no biological sound could be heard in the entire forest, as if entering a kind of treacherous ghost land!

"How so, isn't it good during the day?" The big head said in surprise.

"Don't care how it appears, first figure out how to avoid these poisonous miasma!" I said anxiously.

"How to hide, it's all around, and it's constantly surrounding us." The big head can see the problem at a glance, these poisonous miasma are converging towards us, and in either direction they are condensed dead gas.

"We didn't have a gas mask, but we can make our own!" I said.

Since we were carrying too many things in our packages when we went out, carrying gas masks would become a burden, but I had already prepared for emergencies.

"Masks, dirt, soapy water!" I immediately said, these are all common senses that the bald man gave us when he trained us.

The general simple gas mask is gauze mask, cotton thread, gauze, and soil, and the gauze can be made into the simplest gas mask after soaking it in soapy water and drying it for an hour.

But we don't have an hour left, so we can only fill the gauze mask with laundry detergent and mineral water and thin mud, cover our nose and mouth, and breathe hard.

Soon Datou and I quickly made simple gas masks, but even so, we were still very scared, after all, such a large area of miasma, Datou and I had never seen it, and we were very uncertain.

Neither of us spoke, and put the muddy mask on our faces, not to mention how uncomfortable it was, like a wet tissue wrapped around our faces, and every breath was extremely difficult.

The big head gestured, saying that it was to find a soil pit, let us lie in it, and use the soil layer to filter out more poisonous gases, otherwise it is estimated that this simple gas mask can only block for a short time.

I nodded, then took out a small shovel from my backpack and began to dig the ground, which was all loose soil, which was relatively easy to dig, and suddenly dug a small and shallow soil pit.