The night was still quiet, and the wind in the Valley of the Ghosts whined like a scream. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The four of us climbed the tree cautiously, the Germans walked ahead, we didn't have torches prepared, you have to know that once the Ghost Valley is on fire, no one wants to get out alive, not even a small grasshopper, we can just move forward by the weak moonlight.

We climbed to the top of the tree and climbed along the branches of the tree, and I crossed the cliff next to me and managed to get out of the ghost.

The reality of "people" is not as we think, there are grass huts or other buildings everywhere, and the open space is deserted, and there is not even a wild cat.

"Look," said the old black, pointing to the house in the tree, which was made entirely of dead grass and trees, and they built the house into the tree like a bird, and I had heard of it, and I used to think it was just a legend, but now it is alive before my eyes. Later I realized that this was a kind of wisdom on their part.

The birdhouse looked so desolate in the moonlight.

"Birdman" Shiratori said with a smile, "We've never seen this kind of building, so we all think it's weird."

Bird houses are lined up in rows, almost every row of trees are made of this kind of construction, like small wooden houses hanging in the air.

"Where the hell is Sharia being held?" asked me.

"How do I know?" I said, thinking that there were at least two or three white trumpeters living here, if not more.

I pointed to the biggest bird house and said, "Just find one and try it and see if there's any."

The four of us, like four thieves, sneaked up the tree and into the birdhouse.

As soon as I came to the door, there was a fishy smell inside. The smell reminds me of the smell of the water weeds I eat next to the swamp. Disgusting.

It was pitch black inside, and we could barely see anything.

"How do you get in so dark?" Shiratori asked me.

"Sharia" Lao Hei shouted Sharia's name, and now there is nothing more important to him than rescuing Sharia.

"You're going to die, and when you scream like that, everyone is woken up by you," Shiratori said.

"No, how do you know where Sharia is?" Old Black retorted. "You don't want to be their breakfast tomorrow, so you'd better shut up," De said. The Germans opened a window and the moonlight shone into the birdhouse, and although the moonlight was not very bright, we could still see the arrangement inside.

There was no one in the birdhouse, not even a single animal, and the trees were attached to the roof, and under them were all kinds of wood, shaped like axes, and I thought they were the weapons of the cannibals, and there were about a dozen of them hanging in the house. I untied it, and it was quite heavy in my hand.

Later we also found out that they didn't finish the dinner, it was the most disgusting dinner I've ever seen, they didn't know where to pick up a bottle, it was supposed to be someone who threw it in the sea, they picked it up, they used that bottle to hold the lizard soup, their lizard soup was not boiled, they didn't have a fire, the lizard in the bottle was tightly skinned alive and soaked in the sea, this should be their dinner, seeing this, we can be sure of one thing, they do eat people. There was nothing to be found in the house.

Later, I often wondered what was it that made a group of people like this.

I'm worried about whether we're going to be like that.

"Looks like Sharia isn't here," the German said.

"Someone," the old black looked out of the window, and a black guy was standing on another tree.

"He seems to have spotted us," Shiratori said

"Oh night, when are you going to close your crow's mouth" said with a sigh, he felt that the black guy standing in the other tree had not yet noticed us, and the reason why he felt this way was that he thought that the cannibal wild had the same poor eyesight as the chicken, but later we learned that the cannibal wild could see better than the cat. Shiratori was right, we were discovered.

Standing in another tree, the black guy stared into the sky with a burst of sounds that could only be seen when a beast or a wolf screamed, and listening to it made people's pores dilate. I think it must be their siren, he's spreading the signal of our sneak attack.

"Run" the German unarmed with a weapon and walked out of the house.

The speed of descent from the tree was so fast that we ran in a panic, which was a failed reconnaissance and we found nothing.

Just as we were retreating, God played a joke on us.

The dark clouds completely obscured the moon, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

The "hero" Shiratori shouted my name in the night.

"Shiratori, where are you?" we were not far from each other, but the night was so dark that I couldn't even see my own palms, so how could I see others.

I heard a lot of footsteps, the feeling of thousands of troops.

In the dark. The Germans are still telling us what to do. "Go back to the ghost, quick, go back" he said nicely, if we can see the way, and use him to remind us, everyone knows to run to the ghost valley.

"Ahh

"Ahh I wanted to cling to some vegetation or something, but I couldn't hold on to anything, and the whole person felt like falling from the sky, and in the process of falling, I kept wondering if I was going to die.

"Bang", I fell to the ground hard, I couldn't see, but I was sure that I did fall to the ground, only when I fell on the ground did it feel so hard, after a period of severe pain I was unconscious, I don't know what happened to them, and then I didn't feel anything until I woke up.