The two kept walking down side by side, so that they could take care of each other. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoWhen I went down thirty meters, it was pitch black all around, even the top of my head. How long is it until the end? The scrivener box was a little unbreathable, and he had the idea of giving up.

Bang, a line of fire went straight to the bottom, exploded in a not deep place, and sparks splashed everywhere. It was Lu Shuting, who fired a shot to explore the way. There was still a distance of about ten meters from the ground, and the two of them were more confident and accelerated their speed to climb down. Something flew up against the back of the scrivener, and even grazed his ears, fluffy and fluffy, I don't know what kind of creature it was.

The scrivener became alert and reminded Lu Shuting that his shot might have alarmed some animals. Lu Shuting also noticed the abnormality, because there was also a small thing flying up against his back. The two of them were a little worried, it was not peaceful here, there were unknown "aborigines", and they didn't know if it was lethal to people. There are still ten meters left to the end, and there is no reason to retreat, so I can only rely on courage to continue to go down.

The distance of more than ten meters took twice as long as before, because from time to time unknown small animals flew by. At first, there were three or two, and then they appeared in groups, and their soft and fleshy wings touched people, making people hairy.

fluttering, fluttering...... Another group of small things flew up against the bodies of the two people, the number was too many, and the flapping wings set off a stream of air, hitting the faces of the people.

What kind of animal has a pair of meat wings? I can't remember the scrivener, I really want to see the true face of these "aborigines", but unfortunately there is nothing to see in the darkness around them. The more this happens, the more bottomless I feel in my heart, just thinking about landing on the ground quickly, in case there is a bloodthirsty "aborigine", how to resist hanging on the chain. At this time, their feet just touched the ground, and the two of them suddenly had confidence.

Bang, Lu Shuting lit the lighter, this is Kong Zhaoqiang's trophy, pure American goods, or that sentence, a full gasoline can burn for an hour. The flames of the jujube pit tore through the darkness, and they were faced with a black rock wall with two bronze chains hanging from them.

The two of them turned around, and there was boundless darkness in front of them, and the light of the lighter was like a firefly in the night. Lu Shuting was holding a lighter in one hand and a gun in the other, and the scrivener box was also loaded. The two of them took a step forward, a slight creaking sound from their feet, and looked down to see a layer of dry and hard stuff covering the ground, like the droppings of some animal. Naturally, I think of those unidentified creatures flying around.

"What is this? Footprints? Lu Shuting said in a low voice.

The scrivener box was also seen, with faint marks on the dry and hard feces that stretched into the darkness. The size and shape resemble the footprints of a person. So someone came first? Curiosity drove the two to keep going. At this moment, there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and the feces on the ground rattled under the weight. A few breaths had already taken behind the two of them.

Lu Shuting shook his hand is a shot, bang, the firelight was accompanied by a violent sound, and a black shadow flashed away in the firelight. A stream of blood rushed in their faces and splashed on the two of them. Oh...... A terrible howl echoed in the space, the space in the mountain crevice was still relatively limited, and the mournful cry instantly filled the space, and the sound suddenly expanded tenfold.

The lighter was dimly lit, reflecting a jet-black shadow. Like a man but not a man, like a bear but not a bear, covered with black hair, even the face is covered with black hair, only the brown mouth and brown eyes are exposed. There was a bloody hole in the shoulder, and black and red blood bubbled out.

When Lu Shuting raised the pistol again, the black shadow quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving a string of eye-catching red on the ground. So the footprints on the ground are not man, but left by this thing. The scrivener box is a bit big, offending an aborigine, it's not a good thing, I don't know how many of this kind of thing there are, in case ten or eight rush out at the same time, it's not a joke, and it's not okay to have a gun.

Lu Shuting opened the way, and the scrivener box guarded the back, and continued to walk forward. Whoosh, whoosh, two flames fell overhead, and the night was torn apart, reflecting countless small animals circling and flying. They don't seem to be sensitive to light, and they fly around on their own, without the slightest hint of phototaxis. Living in the dark all year round, the optic nerve has completely degenerated.

The two of them looked up at the falling flames, like two ghost fires, pulling their long tails and falling straight down, falling not far ahead. Now I saw clearly, it was two burning wooden sticks, and the pitch-black space suddenly increased a bright color. It was Gong Da Niu who did it, and the gunfire must have alarmed them, so they lit some wooden sticks and threw them down to illuminate them.

The scrivener picks up a burning wooden stick and holds it above his head in a continuous circle, telling the people above him that they are safe. The people above were encouraged, and threw down the burning sticks one after another. Clusters of bright colors have been added to the space. This solved the big problem, and Lu Shuting was able to put down the lighter and hold the gun in both hands.

Giggle...... Giggle...... Hurried footsteps were heard behind him again, and feet made a dull gurgling sound on the dry and hard dung. Three huge black shadows are rushing forward, the same kind as the guy who ran away just now, and they have come to take revenge!

The scrivener picked up the torch and threw it in the direction of the black shadow, and the other party seemed to be afraid of the light, so he instinctively slowed down. Lu Shuting fired two guns in unison, bang, bang, bang, bang, one after another lines of fire hit the black shadow.

Oh...... Oh...... A terrible howl resounded through the space, shaking people's eardrums. Tong, a dark shadow fell to the ground heavily, blood gushing, obviously hurting the vital point. The other two black shadows ran all the way and disappeared into the darkness.

The scrivener shook his head, Lao Lu offended the monster this time, will the other party call more companions. But if you don't fight, you can't do it, do you still expect to reason with the other party?

Something bright white appeared in front of him, glowing pale against the flames. Curiosity drove them to check it out. It was a white bone, a snow-white bone, crystal clear like jade, shining in the firelight, and you could see it from a long distance. But it's not a human bone, because it's too long, just a bone, a full five feet long, and it's broken, and the whole bone doesn't know how long. It's definitely not a human bone, a bone is about the height of a person.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time cold sweat began to break out on their backs, what a big monster can have such long bones, wouldn't it be a sperm! If it does, is it okay to use the gun?

"Look, there's one up ahead!" The scrivener said to Lu Shuting.

Sure enough, there were a lot of white bones scattered in front of me, some long and some short, with different shapes. Some of the ribs still have the appearance of intact ribcages, and people can even get into them. What a big animal! The further I went, the more frightened I became, and there were more and more white bones, densely covered with the ground. All have one thing in common: big. The longest skeleton can be seven feet.