Over here......

The canyons are criss-crossed, and the rivers and lakes are reflected.

Spectacular and beautiful!

Dahongping, Guanmen River, Jiadao River, Yema River, the four major canyons are majestic and magnificent; Yinyu, Yandu, Xiangxi, Dajiu, the four major rivers and lakes have beautiful scenery.

Over here......

The caves are dense, and the devils are wonderful.

Magical, magnificent!

The swallow cave where Wan Yan inhabits, the hot and cold cave where it is cold and hot when it is hot, the ice cave that freezes in midsummer, the tide hole where there are three tides in a day, and the money fish hole where the thunder rings out of the fish, make people amazed and amazed.

Here, flowing springs and waterfalls, sea of clouds and Buddha light; Here, species flourish, green sea and blue waves; Here, it is full of life and beautiful all year rounds.

Over here......

It is the only well-preserved 'oasis' in China, the only 'green treasure land' in the middle latitudes of the world, and the world's most distinctive monopoly world-class tourism resources, with countless rare animals and rare species; It is a veritable "gene bank of species", "natural zoo" and "green treasure house".

The 'strange' here, the 'beauty' here, the mystery here, there are too many incredible and unsolved mysteries here!

It is one of the world's 'Top 10 Secret Places'.

This is the roof of Central China!!

Over here......

It's Shennongjia!!

A magical kingdom of creatures, a mysterious fairyland, and a holy place in the eyes of the world.

Its ancient mystery-like mountains and forests have accumulated ancient mystery-like legends.

The unique charm of Shennongjia is like a bottle of old wine, fragrant and intoxicating, which makes people yearn for it.

When it comes to Shennongjia, people are moved by its wonder and beauty, and are fascinated by its ...... Buff......

"Savages", albino animals, rare birds and beasts, strange flowers and plants, strange caves, etc., all cast a veil of mystery on Shennongjia.

For the endless charm and ancient charm of Shennongjia, people are intoxicated and obsessed; For the strange species and magical secret realm of Shennongjia, people are confused and awe-inspired.

wanted to explore the mystery and crack the code, but after repeated actions and efforts, in the end, nothing was found, but it invisibly aggravated his mystery and weirdness.

Yinyu River!

The most magical and weird place in Shennongjia is that it is a gathering place for exotic species; Here, it is the verge of the wonder of the world; This is a sad place where many zoologists are lost; This is the burial place of countless explorers.

Here, the vegetation is luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, it is difficult to have sunlight all year round, drowsy, misty and dark, only a few spiritual rays of light enter this magical country through the gaps in the branches, like a pillar of light falling from the sky, gorgeous and magical.

There are white golden monkeys, white giant bears, white muntjac deer, white lone wolves, white wild doves, and most of the animals in the white giant eagles ♀ have returned to their ancestors, and most of the animals here are snow-white, and the strange phenomena here cannot be explained by any scientific theory.

There are coffin beasts, unicorns, donkey-headed wolves that are not in the world's species atlas, as well as the world's four unsolved mysteries' 'wild men'!

Compared with the overall magic of Shennongjia, the mysterious country of Yinyu River is more like the reality of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", with countless magical animals, full of miracles and incredible.

In 1986, history recorded that three giant water monsters appeared in the deep pool, with gray skin, ugly heads like toads, two round eyes comparable to large bowls, mouths more than 1 meter long when opened, two forelimbs with five toes, and a water column several feet high when the mouth surfaced. Shocked the world's shocking eyes, attracting hundreds of explorers, but ...... The people who came in...... Never went out again......

In the middle of the Yinyu River, the vegetation in the forbidden land ♀ that humans cannot set foot in is lush enough to surpass the black bamboo ditch, covering the sky and the sun, dark and gloomy, and filled with methane, and no outsider has ever set foot in this place.

The ancient trees are towering, huge and comparable to houses, and thousands of thick branches are hanging down, like new trees. The ground is littered with dead branches, some of which are as deep as two meters, soft as a swamp, and it is impossible to walk on them, only the pillars of light are sprinkled, reflecting the snow-white exotic animals that jump and flicker between the branches, bringing some vitality to this gloomy forbidden land on earth.

But if you look closely, the pale hair, blood-red eyes, sharp claws, and strange Nirvana are like terrible species from hell, and these species that bring 'life' ultimately aggravate the gloom and horror of Yinyu River.

However......

It is in this environment that there are scattered houses, some of which live in groups of three or five, some leaning alone against the roots of giant trees, and some of which are connected in a long curved line, like a village, an ancient village.

Looming in the dense forest area of the Yinyu River where thousands of branches are falling, it exists quietly in the dim and green environment.

Merely...... There was no smoke, no sound, no footprints, no figure.

The hut was dilapidated, rotten, or collapsed into a pile of rotten wood, or buried by dead grass, or penetrated by new trees, or became a nest for some animal.

a desolate, gloomy wilderness; There was silence, deathly silence.

Over here...... Long deserted...... Devoured by new and old trees, buried by crazy moss.

“…… Mommy ......"

In the secluded dense forest, a murmur, a whisper, a trembling, a voice as immature as a baby was wafting and spreading.

In the dim thick woodland, in front of the collapsed thatched huts, a large, tattered plank lay quietly among the dead leaves and moss, and on the plank there were traces of a human figure carved out of branches.

It is like a child's graffiti on the picture, crooked and blurry, and the outline of a woman can be vaguely seen.

In the arms of the woman's silhouette, a child is curled up, quietly asleep.

The woman is the trace of the branch, but the child is real...... Person!!!

With a young face, a sweet smile, *** skin, and a petite body, he is a cute child, pink and delicate.

It makes people feel pity and pity.

But......

In the barren environment, in front of the dilapidated house, he sketched the outline of his mother with tree branches, and lay quietly in the arms of 'mother', sleeping and missing, looking for the care he once had, the fading maternal love.

Such a picture is so heart-stirring, so sad and heartbreaking.

He was whispering softly, trembling slightly.

The curled up petite body is so helpless, so pitiful, so ...... Suffering......

“…… Mommy ......"

His lips moved, his body trembled, and his smile was sweet, serene and warm, as if he had found the feeling he wanted, as if he had been cared for by his mother, and as if he was really lying in his mother's arms.

It can be seen that the sleeping child is very happy and satisfied.

But...... This situation, this smile, this satisfaction, should it make people happy, or should it make people heartbreak.

Innocent child, has the mother of heaven turned her face away, quietly wiped her tears, and wanted to return to the world again, replace this crooked and pinched silhouette, and really hold her child.

Suddenly......

“…… Mom...... Dental ...... Came back......"

A hoarse and childish call sounded, and a tear slipped down his cheek.

The child was still smiling and asleep, but the subtle call was filled with longing, and the tears that slipped down shook the pain of heartbreak.

“…… Dental ...... Coming home......"

“…… Mom...... Hug ......"

“…… Mommy ......"

“…… Hug ......"

“…… Mother...... Mom......"

The voice was immature, repeated over and over again in the murmur, over and over again, with a slight tremor and hoarseness; The voice was helpless, with endless pain and longing, like longing for a more real embrace, longing for a loving kiss from a mother.

But...... Everything is nothing, it is all fantasy, and he can only trace the memories of his childhood in his sleep.

Mom's smile is so sweet and warm; Mom's embrace, so warm and comfortable.

His mother's voice, his mother's smile, his mother's embrace, the grasshoppers woven by his mother, and the small clothes sewn by his mother are all the best memories and the most longing dreams in the depths of his memory.

Maybe...... That's enough......

A "mom", a "back", and a "hug" are his truest wishes and deepest desires.

However......

When he recalls more pictures, finds more happiness, explores the boundless darkness behind his mother, and approaches the deepest level of memory with a smile and happiness, when the closed door of memory is completely opened......

The child's body shuddered violently.

All the longing, all the happiness, all the warmth, all the everything, all crumbled in an instant.

World...... A piece of darkness, a piece of sin.

It was the most terrifying picture, the most cruel situation, the most terrible nightmare in his life and memory.

“…… Mommy ......"

“…… Mommy ......"

The smile slowly retracted, replaced by fear, paleness, and despair. The petite body curled up hard, trembling visibly, out of fear, out of pain, out of helplessness.

Yaya wanted to be sober, wanted to escape, wanted to close the open door, wanted to find his mother's arms, but the picture in the depths of his memory appeared uncontrollably, a little bit clear, like an invisible hand, holding him tightly, pulling towards the boundless darkness, pressing into the picture that he didn't want to touch.

Tooth pleaded and struggled, but finally ......

Back to that dream, sunk ...... Sink......

Because of the entanglement of sickness, because of the backlash of evil deeds, the happiness and beauty of the tribe were replaced by gloom, and without laughter, without care and affection, the emaciated people hid and prayed in their own homes, and their almighty gods could save these lowly creatures, and could awaken them from the nightmare of sickness and pain.

However...... Pray again and again...... Disappointment after disappointment...... But they could not control the spread of the disease, they could not stop the backlash of evil deeds, they sank in pain, they were silent in their pleading, their digestion became disappointed, and their disappointment turned into despair.

The women were afraid, the children were afraid, and their strong men, their fathers, pale in pain, their eyes were scarlet, just like the white animals around them.

The evil attack that has been practiced for a long time has not saved them, and they who were once strong are weakened little by little, and the nightmare that they least want to appear finally comes.

dim and shrouded the whole tribe!!

Later, the 'Evil Messenger' appeared and offered the life-saving 'elixir recipe'.

The men saw the elimination, struggled and climbed through the pain, and one by one they walked out of the hut to greet the messenger's 'blessing' with piety and respect, and exchanged their blood and lives for the pitiful 'warmth'.

In the darkness of the night, the 'Messenger of Evil' carefully spread his favor, and received cheers and prayers.

However...... What they don't know is that the so-called 'elixir' is actually corrupting their minds and demonizing their minds.

This is the real nightmare!!

All this ...... The women don't know...... The kids don't know...... They are happy that the tribe has been revitalized.

Until......

A cauldron was erected in front of the tribe, firewood was piled up under the cauldron, and men with pale complexions, blood-red eyes, and emaciated wood screamed and jumped around the boiling cauldron, cheering and crying in the face of the raging fire.

Until......

They are crazy and hideous, and they extend their claws to the women and children of the family.

Until......

Their beloved wives and children were bound up and sacrificed to evil gods.

Until......

A mournful wail came from the boiling cauldron, and the rich aroma of meat echoed in the gloomy jungle.

Men danced around the boiling cauldron, screaming and howling, clutching at steaming limbs, the bodies of their wives and children, gnawing and robbing in frenzy, and bowing reverently to their 'messengers of the gods'.

The women pleaded, the children cried, they struggled, they kowtowed, they abandoned their humble dignity and woke up their husbands and fathers. But...... It's late...... It's all late......

The once-happy village has become a terrifying hell, with wails and the smell of flesh filling the air.

Later, when night fell, it was as if the sky had closed its eyes, unwilling to see this miserable human tragedy ◆ The fire was raging and the meat was fragrant, and the men continued to gnaw and burn the fire, like ghosts crawling out of hell, tearing and biting their dearest and most loved ones.

The women continued to struggle and cry, like animals waiting to be slaughtered, but they could not wake up their husbands at all, and they did not receive the slightest mercy.

Later, the thunder rolled and the rain poured down, like the cries and tears of the sky, wanting to stop this human tragedy, to wake up the sunken tribal men, to extinguish the flame of sin.

But......

Wailing and cheering, dancing and struggling, sharp contradictory contrasts, like sharp carving knives, carved in the time and space of memory.

"Don't ...... Father...... Don't ......"

“…… Dental ...... Not tasty......"

“…… Father...... Dental ...... Not tasty......"

The immature child was crying, begging, trembling in his sleep, his body clasped tightly with his two little hands.

In the nightmare, it was as if reliving the situation of his mother and sister being thrown into boiling water and eaten by his father and the people, when he was only four years old. The crying of my mother, the screams of my sister, the cruel laughter of the clansmen, and the scramble to share the food are all deeply embedded in the blank brain.

In the nightmare, he was being beaten and torn by his father, walking towards the hot cauldron little by little, and the moment he was lifted high, he could vaguely see that his mother's cooked head was churning in boiling water, and his sister's little hand that had touched him was being fished out by a clansman.

The hellish situation deeply stimulated his consciousness.

Fear, resentment, and despair were like billions of steel needles piercing his soul.

That year, he was four years old!! He's only four years old!!

How can a young mind withstand such a human tragedy, and how can a fragile soul resist intense fear and resentment?

He was scared!! Afraid!

I am afraid to recall the heart-rending cries and prayers of my mother and sister, the tattered corpses in the boiling water, the hideousness and madness of my father and relatives, and the disgusting and strong smell of meat.

He hates! He hates!

I hate the madness of the people, hate the viciousness and ruthlessness of my father, hate the hatefulness and darkness of the sky, hate the big hand that lifts itself high, hate the irrepressible albino and bloody eyes, and even more so the evil messenger who suddenly appeared, the incarnation of the devil!!

"Don't!! No!! No!! Tooth murmured, hugged himself tightly, and curled up hard.

Before I knew it, Yaya knelt up from 'mother's arms', his head was deeply clasped in the dead wood, his eyes were tightly closed, and tears flowed silently.

As if pleading, as if praying, as if fearful, he headed towards the ruined villages, the ruins of sin.

In his sleep, he sank, he was afraid, he struggled, he ran, trying to wake up, but he was grabbed by the invisible big hand, pulling hard to the deepest part.

Over and over again, I relived the nightmares, savored the despair and pain. The sky seemed to be deliberately tortured, causing him to sink in nightmares again and again.

For many years, he had not dared to set foot in this tribe of nightmares, and he had never dared to try to recall the deepest fears. In the past, every time it was a slight touch, occasionally uncovered, it was already painful, and I never dared to really open it.

Now, he is back, just looking for the gradually dissipating 'mother's warmth', looking for the beauty and family affection, and digesting the pain and resentment in his memory.

I thought I could do it now, but I didn't expect it...... When he completely opened the door of memory, when he completely opened his soul, the 'nightmare' really came, so abrupt and so intense, that it almost devoured and tore him apart!

"Don't!!"

Instead of tears, the eyes that are tightly closed by the teeth no longer flow, but ...... Blood!!!

Two blood marks slid down the pale cheeks, shocking!!

Because of fear, because of despair, because of helplessness, the face of the teeth and teeth twisted.

The smaller body trembled uncontrollably and became more and more violent; His hands clenched his delicate shoulders, his sharp fingertips dug deep into the flesh, and blood spilled silently across his pink skin.

The father's hideous smile appeared in front of him, the mother's head appeared in front of him, and the limbs of his sister appeared in front of him, and all the images of fear appeared in front of his eyes again and again.

Tooth shook his head vigorously, pleading bitterly and trembling in horror.

He is the 'ghost' of the world, the 'door god' of the Heavenly Gate, the quasi-emperor of the world, and he should be the embodiment of viciousness and fear, but now...... At this moment...... Return to the ...... but sink in nightmares, and suffer in despair.

The childish voice, the crying and wailing, the petite body, the pale face, the helpless trembling, filled with heartbreaking helplessness and despair.

He wants to be sober, he wants to be sober, but he ...... Sink...... Sink......