"Maybe the answer is in the crack...... Uncle Long said according to the crack.

The crack is formed by the cracking and collapse of the stratum, and although there are several thick vine branches growing inside, there is still a lot of space between the cracks, enough for one person to climb down.

"These vines must have grown out of it later, and when the Japanese went down, there shouldn't have been so many." Uncle Wang said.

"How do I think it's been topped by these vines?" Haozi glanced at Dao, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter, haven't you heard that Xiaocao has great power?" ”

“......”

"Ready, let's go down." Uncle Long walked to the crack and looked at the dark crack and said.

"It's sturdy, we can climb down the vines." The mountain ghost knocked on a thick vine branch.

While everyone was tidying up, Chen Tao looked at the big crack, like a big mouth with a cruel smile in the dark, waiting for everyone to throw themselves into the net.

"You may be too dazzled by the things in front of you to take care of, but the real secret is always hidden in the humble corner. The truth tends to confuse your eyes......" This is a sentence that Chen Tao's father often said to him.

Dealing with the bloodthirsty black worm and fending off the attack of the Dementor Rats are all visible dangers. However, under the cover of all this, those Japanese who had suffered countless deaths and injuries and what they found underneath them, the strange corpses of death, and ...... The black vines that don't seem to be in danger around them are probably the biggest danger......

"What awaits us down there......"

Chapter 38, Underground River

Taking the backpack from the mountain ghost's hand, Chen Tao walked to Uncle Long's side.

"Hey, Uncle Long, don't you think it's strange?"

"What's weird or not?" Uncle Long looked at him with a cigarette butt in his mouth, emitting a flashing red light in the darkness.

"Why did those Japanese people seal this place, and don't you think it's a little strange that the Japanese lying at the door is completely different from the death of this place?" Chen Tao looked at Uncle Long with a serious face.

Uncle Long took a hard breath, spit out a large cloud of cigarette, and frowned slightly: "I have also noticed this problem, but I haven't been able to find any credible reasons yet." ”

"That person was killed by the bloodthirsty black worm." Yang Lixuan walked to Chen Tao and sat down next to a thick vine, took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured out a brown pill and threw it into his mouth.

"He was eaten up by the black worms, and all that was left was a pair of skins on the outside."

"Could it be that the man escaped from below, but was killed by the black worm? Maybe that's why the Japanese sealed it off. Uncle Long snuffed out the cigarette butt,

Chen Tao looked at Yang Lixuan chewing in his mouth, and said curiously: "You...... Sick? ”

"Nope." Yang Lixuan looked at Chen Tao with some puzzlement, and then as if he understood something, he raised his hand and threw the bottle of pill to him and said, "I made it myself, it can refresh me." ”

"This thing, it's not poisonous, is it?" Chen Tao unscrewed the cap of the bottle suspiciously, and a refreshing coolness permeated his mouth and nose, and the whole person's spirit was lifted. poured out one and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times like Yang Lixuan, and a cool breath ran down his throat and straight to his head.

"I'll ...... Did you add mustard to it? ”

"Wasabi?" Yang Lixuan was a little puzzled.

"You don't even know Wasabi?"

Yang Lixuan shook his head.

"You, what's in it?" Chen Tao was a little apprehensive in his heart.

"Silver Dan grass, dipterocarp, yellow mustard grass, and some other things......"

"Forehead ......"

"It's mint, borneol, and mustard grass, and he uses the old names." Haozi walked over to Chen Tao and sat down, lighting a flue.

"So that's what it's called now......" Yang Lixuan said to himself, and then turned his head to look at Haozi: "It's here, I want to visit Li Lao." ”

"What are you looking for my grandfather?" Haozi spat out a smoke ring, and looked at Yang Lixuan with a somewhat defensive frown.

"Something very important." Yang Lixuan glanced at Haozi and closed his eyes by leaning on the vine branch behind him.

"When did you start studying medicine?" Haozi asked.

Yang Lixuan pillowed his arms under his head, and said without raising his eyes: "A friend taught me." ”

"And what about that corpse-loving Gu?" Chen Tao also interjected.

"Another friend taught me."

He still wanted to ask something, but seeing that Yang Lixuan didn't seem to want to speak anymore, he had to dispel this thought. looked at the bottle in his hand and said, "Haozi, do you know what the flower language of mint is?" ”

"I don't soak girls, I know what these are for."

"Hey, it's not emotional. Listen, Brother Tao, I'll teach you once, the flower language of mint is, I would like to meet you again! ”

Yang Lixuan on the side moved slightly and opened his eyes. Seeing that he was awake, Chen Tao returned the vial to him. Yang Lixuan took it, got up and walked towards the big crack.

"Boring ......" Haozi pursed his lips, also pinched the cigarette butt and got up to find Uncle Long and them.

"Two straight men with zero EQ!" Chen Tao complained, grabbed the backpack on the ground and stepped it back, but the force was a little too strong, and he pulled the injury on his right shoulder, which made him grin. Gritted his teeth and put on another harness and walked over to the crack.

The void of the crack is not large, but it is enough for a person. The black vines grew diagonally from below, and the mountain ghost climbed up one of the thick vines and cut off several arm-thick vine branches with a shovel, and the vine branches hung down like ropes.

Holding a flashlight through the crack, there was nothing to see in the darkness below, and there seemed to be a faint sound of running water. Yan pulled out a cold flame and was about to ignite, but was stopped by Uncle Long.

"The situation below is unknown, if we alarm the rat swarm again, we will be in trouble."

After that, Uncle Long took out a long stick match, lit it and probed into the crack, the match flickered and burned, and the flame danced out gently.

"There's wind down there, the air is circulating, matches burn, and the oxygen content shouldn't be bad."

"Master Long, I'll go down and take a look first, and wait for my signal." The mountain ghost climbed down the vine branch first. After a few minutes, flashlights flashed through the crack.

"Safe below, let's go, let's go down!"

Everyone climbed the thick vine one after another, and the vine branches were very strong, and so many people stepped on it, except for some falling and shaking, there was no sign of breaking. Several people climbed down from the crack one after another, each holding on to the thin vine.

The space under the crack was unexpectedly empty, and it was many times larger than the eggshell factory when I came. There are black stalactites all around, stalagmites, stone platforms, and stone pillars of different shapes, and the flashlight is dazzling. Compared to the surroundings, the few people climbing on the vine branches seemed so small.

In this vast deep mountain, who would have thought that there is such a majestic underground wonder hidden under this big mountain! The top of the rock hangs down with slender stalagmites, like magnificent stone flowers blooming.

There are several strangely shaped stone pillars standing in front of them, and the largest one is more than ten meters high. The stone pillars are closely connected up and down, and the lava rock in the body of the pillars flows down, like waterfalls condensed in mid-air, and they are tightly clustered.

The stone pillars and the surrounding rock walls naturally form many semi-circular stone platforms, like black reishi mushrooms growing from dead trees.

The lava from under the stone platform flows obliquely onto the stone pillars, and it is difficult to imagine how this fantasy came to be.

Countless black vines are entangled in stalagmite stone pillars, climbing on the rock walls and stone platforms, like swimming dragons, like spirit pythons. As far as the eye can see, the endless black is shocking, as if you are in ancient times, mysterious and solemn, and people have to marvel at the magic of nature.

Below him is a wide underground river, and people are in mid-air, and the flashlight is not real. From a distance, the river is black, and it doesn't flow fast.

From time to time, water droplets fell from the stalactites on all sides, dripping in the dark river below, and they were instantly swallowed up by the darkness and disappeared.

The left and right rock walls are covered with vines of different thicknesses, one by one, and some of them have even been immersed in the river. At this time, they were on top of an underground channel, with flowing water on both sides of the river.

Chen Tao held a flashlight and shone it forward, the river was very long, and there was no end in sight.

Due to the dampness, the vines here were very slippery, and there was a layer of sticky things on the surface, Chen Tao grabbed the vines with both hands, and clamped his legs hard, trying not to let himself slip down.

Sometimes, life is really a fragile thing.