It was normal for there to be phosphorus fire in the deep ditch where the dead were thrown, and it could not frighten Li Nannan, who had slept with two dead men when he was fourteen years old in the robber's den, and he was so frightened that he cried for a whole night.

But after this kind of thing happens too much, you can sleep with the dead as a pillow.

Stretching out his feet to step on a raised stone below, Li Nannan hesitated.

He suddenly felt that there was a ghost urging him, why did he come here, he had to go down to find out, and subconsciously looked around.

The bright moon in the sky is like a plate, and the mercury-like moonlight spreads on the ground, as bright as day, and every grass and tree can be seen so clearly, but it is very quiet, and there is no sound of insects.

The most important thing in the mountains is the insects, and when the night comes, there will be a party, and one after another will never stop without tossing for a night, why can't they hear it here, do they also know that this ghost place is very fierce, screaming, something will run out?

Insects who are accustomed to treating the grave as their home do not come, which can only mean that this place is very evil.

Especially when the moon is so bright, it seems that at the bottom of the ditch, there are rats covered in phosphorus swimming around, but they can't see clearly, but the more they look, the more they feel like a monster with a big mouth below, just wait for him to go down, and then click and close his mouth.

"Forget it, Lao Tzu is still young, there is no need to violate the rules of eight hundred and put his life here for the sake of exploration."

After thinking about it carefully, Li Nannan suppressed the strong urge to go down, stood up and unbuttoned his pants, poured a soak of urine underneath, patted his ass and turned around and left.

He was very proud of his ability to resist some kind of mysterious temptation, and the old man said that only those who are strong-willed can do great things.

Li Nannan is not a person who can do big things after all-he turned around and just took two steps, a whimpering cry suddenly floated up from the depths of the manger, the voice was very weak, but it was very clear, and it was a woman's cry.

It's like a female ghost suddenly appeared behind Li Nannan and grabbed him by the neck, so that he couldn't take a step forward, only his body was a little stiff, and he slowly turned around.

The moonlight seemed to dim a lot in an instant, and everything was hazy, except for the woman's whimpering cry, like a steel needle, piercing the fog, flickering east and west, floating uncertainly.

It's like asking Li Nannan, coward, don't you dare to come?

"Grass, what is Lao Tzu afraid of? If I had folded here today, I would have been beaten to death by the old man ten years ago. I've even survived his brutal dictatorship, and I'm afraid of you, who pretend to be a god? ”

The faint ridicule of the woman aroused Li Nannan's stubbornness, and he decided that no matter whether it was Longtan or the tiger's den below, he would break through, but after being betrayed by the second stunned man, the old man beat him hard, which was much better than retreating.

If he doesn't overcome the hurdle of inexplicable fear today, Li Nannan will habitually retreat when he encounters danger in the future, and he will be looked down upon.

After making up his mind, Li Nannan, who would not die if he didn't die, took a deep breath, squatted down and supported the ground with his hands, stretched out his feet and stepped on a raised stone, and walked down.

As early as more than ten years ago, he and the second stunned man and others walked on the stone beam above the manger many times, and every time he would stop and look down, he could see the strange stones on both sides of the trench, which was very suitable for settling.

Just like looking at the bottom of the well in broad daylight, that is, you can see seven or eight meters - the horse trough, which is a deep pit with an angle of more than 70 degrees, and it is impossible to see clearly below more than ten meters, and the surrounding mountains cover the light.

Soon, Li Nannan came to a depth that could be seen during the day, the rancid breath was even stronger, and the faint whimpering of the woman could not be heard, and the deathly silence reminded him that it was best not to go any further, because no one had ever said how deep the manger was, and what was the situation of the terrain below, it was necessary to take risks for the sake of curiosity and face?

It's really unnecessary.

Li Nannan stood firm, found a fist-sized stone, and threw it down.

Bar, the sound of the stone falling to the ground came from more than ten meters below, and after jumping a few times, there was no sound.

This means that the bottom is not too deep, and it is still hard ground, otherwise the stone will not be able to jump.

But what if he went down, the beautiful woman who didn't strip down below was waiting for him.

It is not unusual that when you are sick, you have to go down and look at it because it is like a woman's cry - when the wind blows through the cracks in the stones, it makes a wind sound similar to a cry.

"It's boring, let's go."

Li Nannan felt that if he could go down to this depth in the middle of the night, he would already be more courageous than the two stunned people, and he would have enough capital to brag to them for a long time in the future, who is still not convinced, then come here in the middle of the night to take a walk around this depth.

Just as he was about to climb up, the damn woman's whimper came from under her feet again.

This time it was clearer, just a dozen meters under his feet, Li Nannan believed that he had heard it right, this was the cry of a real woman, it was never the wind blowing through the cracks in the stone, or a woman who had suffered the vicissitudes of time, as if kneeling in front of the grave and crying for her son who died early.

"Who!?"

Li Nannan shouted.

Drinking in a deep pit that is almost straight up and down, the special environment will amplify the sound infinitely, causing echoes that can even shake those pinball-sized gravel, as if it were raining, rolling from the top of your head and under your feet, making a roaring rain sound.

"Son—"

The woman's cry paused, and then suddenly rose high, and she was really crying for her son!

Below, someone!

The nerves in Li Nannan's whole body tensed suddenly, although the voice of the woman crying and shouting was vague, maybe he wasn't saying these two words at all, but in his subconscious, he thought it was these two words.

"Who are you?"

Li Nannan asked loudly again.

Only intermittent cries, erratic, but no more words.

Gritting his teeth, Li Nannan decided to go down and take a look, even if the woman below is a thousand-year-old ghost, with long nights and no intention of sleeping, talking with her at night, listening to her tell about her miserable life, is it also the capital when she brags to people in the future, isn't it?

As for whether she can climb up alive after seeing the thousand-year-old female ghost, Li Nannan doesn't care.

The old man said that when he was born, the distant sky in the northwest was as red as fire, which was a sign of the birth of a great man—although the beauty of the burning clouds had long been no longer regarded as a rarity.

The big man will never die in this ghost place inexplicably, and everywhere he goes, it should be avoided by a hundred ghosts.

Li Nannan leaned under his right foot, cautiously, and only let go of his hand after stepping on a stone.

Then, his body fell sharply one after another, his center of gravity was lost, and the strong gravity pulled him down rapidly.

Damn, I forgot that moss grows on the stones that the sun doesn't shine on!

Li Nannan, who fell out of thin air, fell on a large protruding stone, bounced up and continued to fall downward, scolded in his heart, stretched out his hand and grabbed around, trying to grab stones, tree roots and other things, even if it was hung in the air like bacon, it was much better than falling into this bottomless abyss.

Only then did he realize that the pathfinder stone he had just thrown down did not fall to the bottom, but smashed on this small platform that was also covered with thick moss, and then bounced into the abyss below.

He didn't hear an echo, it was because it was deep underneath, or there were rotten leaves or something.

As for the cry of the mysterious woman, it can give him the illusion that it is more than ten meters under his feet, because the sound swings on this small protruding platform and then refracts upward.

He's falling, without any focus, the only thing he can do is dance with his hands and feet.

Of course, he can also open his mouth and let out a terrible scream to tell the hell below that I am coming.

Bang!

This was the last voice Li Nannan heard in despair, and then he didn't know anything.

If the second stunned man and the others came with him and shone it down with a flashlight, then he could be seen lying on a rotten leaf that was half a meter thick, and there was nothing to do, but his luck was really not too good, and when he fell down with his back facing the sky, the back of his head happened to hit the forehead of a skull.

It was still a fresh skull, and the calcium in the bones had not been lost at all, and it was as hard as a stone, so it was able to knock him unconscious.

It was still a deathly silence, the ghost woman's cry was gone, Li Nannan was like sleeping in his own bed, having a nightmare, dreaming that there was a woman who couldn't see clearly and couldn't see her figure clearly, came over and squatted beside him, and her fingers with white skin slowly slid over his forehead, eyebrows, nose and mouth.

He didn't have to open his eyes, he didn't even have to use his mind to guess, he could be sure it was a woman.

The woman's hand, after sliding from his chin, saw that she stood up and turned away, and another whimpering cry sounded: "My son—"

I don't know how long it took, Li Nannan's little fingers moved, and all the nerves in a coma woke up in an instant with a speed like electricity, making him feel the pain of a splitting headache first.

The pain nerve is the most sensitive nerve in the human body, and there is no one.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a small rectangular mirror, not much bigger than the mobile phone that came sideways, shiny, right in front of him, within reach.

He slowly reached for the small mirror, but it was empty.

His right hand froze in the air, and after a while, Li Nannan understood that it was not a small mirror, but a moonlit sky.

It was the night sky above the trough, he was lying at the bottom and looked at it, the width was more than ten meters, and the trough was tens of meters long, the size of a mobile phone, according to the formula of length multiplied by width and then multiplied by height, Li Nannan sadly found that the trough was at least three hundred meters deep!

It is a miracle that he fell from a distance of hundreds of meters and did not fall to his death, just like his premature aging and reverse growth.

Perhaps, his people have fallen to their deaths a long time ago, and it is the demon in his body that is alive now.

But no matter what, as long as you can live, it is a victory, the mountain is not high, you can climb it with your hands - this is what Liu Yuxi said, Li Nannan remembers it very clearly, but the ghost woman who made him stupid, where is he running now?

Also, the rustling sound in the distance next to it, like spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves, what's going on?

Li Nannan turned over and sat up, slowly moved his arms, two feet, very good, four little fingers, all under the domination of the brain, dexterously bent, without a trace of stagnation, the great thing is that the back of the head hurts.

This is not a problem, a three-year-old child knocks the back of his head when he plays, at most he pulls his throat and howls twice and pulls it down, will he Li Nannan be inferior to a three-year-old child?

Taking a deep breath of the rancid air, there was a nauseous tendency, and he quickly shut up and looked back sharply.

A vague white shadow, more than ten meters away from his right hand, was erratic, flashing with phosphorus fire.