I finally crossed the chain bridge with difficulty, and looked down along the abyss, only to see that the stone steps under my feet were covered with artificial hewn stones.

There was a drift of fog at the bottom, and the black eaves and the roofs of the ancient houses could be faintly seen.

The fat man was silent behind my back, still having palpitations when he remembered the scene just now.

"This guy must know some secret, but he won't tell it."

"Let's jump off the cliff together, I've made up your friend."

The fat man's cold words seem to reveal true feelings, maybe even the master and apprentice are on guard in their line of work, how can there be any brotherly feelings in their eyes.

Could it be that my actions made him feel warm?

"Since it's a brother, don't be a mother-in-law, tell me what you saw, why are you still hiding it from me."

I gritted my teeth and endured the great pain of a fracture in my left calf, and the cold sweat on my forehead swept through the wind whistling in my ears.

This leg fracture is not the first time, but if it is fractured, I am afraid it will not be as simple as a cast, and it is estimated that it will have to be amputated.

The fat man bowed his head and fell silent, but the pace under his feet did not stop.

Stone steps are built in a "Z" shape around the cliff wall, and the scenery under your feet is gradually approaching.

Recalling the earthquakes and cracks that we experienced before, it is enough to show that all this was built in advance, and it may have been built earlier than the Yan's Doubtful Tomb.

It turns out that these strange buildings under your feet are the real owners of Panshan.

Just looking at the rough and blunt excavation traces and the stone tool culture, it is more than a thousand years earlier than the Yanfu era.

I saw that the fat man insisted on not speaking, so I didn't ask.

just silently memorized the two ancient characters on the stele and the back of the world, looking forward to finding someone to translate after he got out alive.

At the base of the cliff appears to be a high platform, filled with strange-shaped vessels, these black-brown roof tiles turned out to be the scene of the Qionglou Yuyu falling overhead during the earthquake.

Instead, I mistakenly thought that there were really a bunch of buildings underground.

After getting out of danger, I found myself a few wooden sticks tied to my legs as supports, and I could barely move myself with a cane made of wooden sticks.

Overhead, the roof tiles with a gap of several hundred meters were like a glimmer of sky like a mountain mountain, and only a slender beam of light could be seen falling at the mouth of the valley.

"It was because the Yan clan found the bronze bell and the sacrificial stone platform here that they were frightened and finally closed the mountain with a tripod sacrifice."

The space at the bottom wasn't huge, but the dusty stone tools looked old, and I couldn't help but pick up a stone bowl with my hand.

The bones that emerged below instantly caught my attention, and the fat man seemed to be obsessed with the stele all the time.

From time to time, his eyes also look in that direction.

The skeleton in front of him resembles the bones of some kind of animal, almost weathered, but still recognizable as the palm of the hand.

It is still the palm of the right hand, and it looks very similar to that of a human.

"Fatty, do you think it's human bones?"

I was the first to speak to break the awkward atmosphere in front of me, and his face became a little confused as he took it from me.

After careful play, the skeleton of the arm inadvertently turned into ashes, and it was scattered with the wind after thousands of years.

But what happened next even I couldn't believe it was that we found a polished stone at the bottom.

The huge stone mirror is more than a person tall and weighs no more than a ton.

It's like an ancient mirror used by the stone monsters who once lived here to look at their clothes.

The fat man couldn't help but look over, his shadow was infinitely elongated in the dim light, but his face in the mirror seemed to have changed somewhat.

I saw this scene clearly, and I just wanted to remind him that there was something strange about this mirror, and then lines of ancient characters appeared on it.

It was a very strange pattern in the shape of a gossip, and the most striking thing in the center was the words of a bronze bell.

I don't know why I suddenly remembered the big tripod dug up in the abyss deep 800 meters underground ten years ago.

Someone once cast Jiuding to represent the world's Kyushu, and Zhong Ming Ding Food regarded the two as the same thing.

If you boldly speculate that the pattern that appears in the stone mirror in front of you is related to the hundred-zhang bronze bell that you encountered first.

So could this be some kind of sacrifice of the ancients.

I felt more and more weird, and immediately rejected the idea.

The idea in front of me is too far-fetched, how can there be such a big bronze bell for sacrifice.

While thinking about it, he accidentally noticed that the fat man's expression in the stone mirror was not normal, and there was a strange-shaped finger slender and pointed palm on his shoulder.

Then I saw a scene that I will never forget.

A head poked out from behind the fat man, covered with fine snow-white hair, and its head was flattened like a cobra and poured out its tongue.

In addition to the weird color of the coat, the lower body almost became a human form.

"Youkai."

These two words came to my mind, and a gust of fishy wind swept overhead, and its long, slender white claws instantly left a scratch on the stone wall.

When he turned around, he was already surrounded by such half-human, half-ghost monsters, and the hissing of sticking out his tongue was incessant.

"Bang."

The fat man took the lead in firing the first shot, and when he reacted, his face was already white with fright, and he directly carried me behind me and fled desperately.

Fortunately, these humanoid snakes were not poisonous, and in an instant, their sharp claws had left dozens of wounds on me and the fat man.

"What's going on, it was fine just now."

The fat man picked up the firearm with one hand, turned around and shot it, and instantly knocked the rushing monster snake away.

"I don't know when these things came out."

Re-stepped onto the trestle built on the cliff face, and looked down at the ground to find that the ground was cracked everywhere, and those things were desperately pouring out and gathering more and more.

The fat man was already injured a lot, and with the weight of the wounded man on his back, he gradually lost his physical strength.

"Leave me the gun, you run."

The scene in front of them was thrilling, and although these unknown slender snake demons could not climb walls, they moved extremely fast.

Suddenly, two more rushed up, and I kicked them down.

"Don't fart to Lao Tzu, you don't want your daughter-in-law to die here?"

The fat man's words woke me up instantly.

I can't die yet, I have to find Xiaoyue, this is the only sustenance that I can work hard.

The fat man climbed the wooden plank path with a folding pickaxe in hand, and I raised the fire gun to knock back the monsters that approached behind me.

I don't know when it started, but all the cracks in the mountain rocks above their heads crawled out of such monsters, but their slender white claws were not suitable for climbing.

In an instant, the bottom of the cliff was already full of fallen monsters, and the blood was waxy yellow, which was already a bit like a bright red metamorphosis.

I pondered for a while, as if I had thought of something, these things were the reason why Nanjun Yanfu was closed.

They are also the aborigines who have lived in the belly of the mountains for thousands of years, and even the lower half of their bodies have begun to transform like humans.

"Isn't there an expert named Darwin abroad who suggested that we humans are monkeys, why does Lao Tzu look at these monsters more and more kindly."

The fat man sat on the plank road panting, and the group of monsters crowded under his feet stepped directly on the plank road due to their weight.

With a loud "boom", the monsters that followed each other fell back to the bottom of the abyss, and the waxy yellow blood splattered like a river.

An extremely unpleasant and pungent smell reverberated throughout the abyss.

And the place where the fat man and I stepped on is not complete, and it may collapse at any time.