After a long time, I came to my senses a little, my hands were still a little weak, and my feet were not very steady, I knew that it was not all caused by the rope landing, but the sudden panic just now was the biggest reason.

Thinking of this, I remembered what had happened just now, and I felt a little strange in my heart, according to my initial calculation, I should be able to jump into the groove of the rock wall in that swing, why did the rope suddenly rise a little when I was about to swing in? If it weren't for the goddamn vines growing on the rock wall, I would have been a pile of flesh by now.

The palms of the two hands were cut by the thorns on the vines and there was a lot of blood, and I don't know if it was because I had already shed too much blood before, and there was no extra blood to shed at this time, so the blood on the palms was just soaked with the broken leaves that had been brushed off, and it seemed that the situation had completely stopped.

There are also many barbs in the broken leaves that stick to the palms of the hands, so they must be disposed of, otherwise it will be difficult to move when the blood is completely dry. When I peeled off the broken leaves that stuck to the wound, I realized that the wound had already scabbed, and it seemed that this vine still had the effect of stopping bleeding.

After a hasty cleanup, I found a few more band-aids from my backpack and stuck them on a few wounds that looked relatively large, cursed in my heart, and reluctantly stood up and leaned over to the edge of the rock wall to stretch out my head to look. The rope wasn't in my area, so I turned on my phone and took a picture of where I had just come down, and immediately found the rope that almost killed me.

I was five or six meters away from the right side of the rock wall, but the strange thing was that the rope was constantly shaking, up and down, as if someone was pulling the rope above to see if there was something underneath.

Seeing this, I was shocked, could it be that the Taoist priests found the edge of the sinkhole, found the rope, and were testing whether I was on the rope? Damn, if that's the case, I've got to give them a signal to pull me up!

It's really self-inflicted, damn I knew I was resting on the rope just now, and now it's okay, I want to get the rope back from here, unless I have wings. Just as I racked my brains to grasp the vines on the rock wall and crawl through the gap in the mountain wall, the rope suddenly rose at a great speed, and the place where I had tied the rope fell into the mist above and disappeared.

This scene made me stunned, and at the same time I vaguely felt that something was wrong, if the Taoist priest found the rope, even if he wanted to pull it, it would be impossible to pull it up so long at once! Isn't it them?

Suddenly the doubts that arose dispelled the idea of grabbing the rope, and besides, without the rope noose, I couldn't hold on to such a thin rope if I wanted to grasp it with my hands!

I really don't know what to do now, and in the current situation, it is impossible to go down to the bottom of the pit, and it seems that I have to wait until dawn to find a way.

I looked back at the groove I was in, and realized that I had misjudged the rope just now. It's not just a groove, it's kind of like a cracked stone, and where I'm now is at the opening of the crack, so the stone here cracks a little bit out, and it forms a very small cavern.

This hole is not spacious, wide on the outside and narrow on the inside, this end of the rock wall of the sinkhole is a head higher than me, about two meters wide, and it begins to gradually narrow inside, from the cliff wall to the innermost distance of only three or four meters, and the end of the place can only squat.

It was a bit like a small crater that had been blown out horizontally by explosives, and the light shone into the depths, and you could vaguely see a small black hole on the side of the stones piled up at the end, like a hole made by a mouse, and it was dark inside, and it was difficult to see the situation.

I have to say that my luck is really bad to be trapped in such a place, but I prefer this narrow but reassuring little cave to stay in the eerie woods up there.

I looked at the time, and found that it was already a little past one o'clock, and it seemed that it had taken a lot of time to be entangled by two strange trees just now, but fortunately nothing happened. I checked in the cave, and after making sure that there was nothing that threatened safety, I calmed down a little, recalled what happened before, and couldn't help but sigh, if it was before, these things encountered in this day would have driven me crazy, it seems that the mess I experienced in Fengyang has really improved my psychological endurance a lot.

However, the current situation is not optimistic, trapped in a narrow cave more than 40 meters underground, up is a vertical and slippery mountain wall, down is a bottomless sinkhole abyss, there is no exit on all sides, it is really fatal! Now I can only hope that the Taoist priests will find the rope next to the sinkhole, otherwise I will really have to wait for dawn to climb the wall of the sinkhole with my bare hands. Besides, even if they did climb up, it would be enough to walk through the strange trees in that forest.

Alas, no matter what, I don't have to worry about a lot of debts, after a day of running, my physical strength has long been overdrawn, and I urgently need to rest now, I just want to die, and I have to die when I have enough sleep.

Thinking about this, my depressed mood was relieved, and I soon fell asleep.

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The late autumn night was unusually cold, but I was so tired that although it was unbearably cold, I still slept until dawn. The night was not pleasant, my clothes were in tatters, and the floor of the cave was cold and hard, and because of the strange things I had experienced yesterday, I had nightmares since I fell asleep, and this light sleep under extreme fatigue was very torturous, and the situation in the nightmare seemed to be happening right in front of my eyes, and I was scared enough.

When I woke up in the morning, in addition to feeling sore, my mental state was also quite poor, I felt as if I had been seriously ill and my whole body was weak.

It's hard to imagine what will happen in the current situation in such a state, but there is no way to do it, but there is still something to be happy about, that is, the sky is already bright, and although the light in the sinkhole is not very good, it is better than not seeing nothing.

I ate some dry food, choking on my throat, I have dry food in my backpack, but I have very little water, I have drunk it yesterday, after all, when I set out yesterday, I thought that I was just looking for a day's time, and if I was late, I would definitely have to go back to the village, no one thought that so many things would happen later.

In this almost closed place, I can't last a few days without water, at this time I think back to some wild survival shows I usually watch, if you can't find a water source in the jungle, you can borrow water from plants, but the premise is that you have to know whether this plant is poisonous or not, if it really doesn't work, you can drink your own urine for a while.

I was determined not to drink urine until I had to, and I thought I would go to the edge of the cave, for I saw the vines clinging to the walls of the sinkhole, and they were wet and there were many crystal dewdrops.

I hadn't paid much attention to the situation in the sinkhole before, but when I came to the edge of the cliff, I found that the sinkhole was white and misty, so thick that it was almost turning into liquid. The fog was so thick that I could only see two or three meters away, and I was a little surprised, such a fog was so rare that I even felt like I could take a deep breath and the thirst in my throat would be relieved a lot.

I can't see the situation clearly, it doesn't affect me much, anyway, I can't get out with or without fog. Thinking about it, I didn't hesitate, and opened my mouth to lick the water droplets on the vine leaves.

It was a vine I had never seen before, with the same shape of the leaves as a cat's claw, and the trunk of the vine was like dry old firewood, but it was quite flexible, not much better than a rope of average quality.

After spending more than half an hour collecting dew, I finally felt my thirst subside, and because I was worried that there would be no more dew after the fog cleared, I collected half a bottle of dew from a water bottle, and my heart was a little more relaxed.

The surging fog continued to fill the air, and it still did not subside until about eleven o'clock, and a kind of anxiety suddenly rose in my heart, could it be that the sinkhole has always been like this during the day? Damn, if the fog never clears, won't I never see what is going on in the sinkhole?

The fog didn't mean to disperse, and it was a little cold outside, so I simply retreated into the hole. Although the light in the cave during the day is also very weak, it is much better than at night, at least the part near the outside can be clearly seen. I always felt something strange about the rat-hole-like hole at the end of the cave, so I turned on the light on my phone, shrunk and moved inside.

When I came to the innermost part of the cave, I realized that the stones at the end were not originally here, but were neatly stacked here.

When I saw these piles of stones, I thought to myself, no, could it be that there were other people who had been here before me?

I shrank back and continued to squeeze in a bit, and found that this was indeed a pile of artificially stacked stones, and from the gap in front of the pile of stones, I could see that there seemed to be space behind it, and these stones seemed to be piled up here to block what was behind. I felt a little strange, and just as I was about to move the stones to see what was behind them, there was a sudden hissing sound from the small hole in the corner of the stone, and at the same time I saw two small red dots appear in the dark hole.

I was scared half to death by this sudden turn of events, I didn't expect that there was actually something in the rat-hole-like cave, and the hissing sound coming from the hole sounded exactly like the sound of a snake spitting letters, and the two scarlet dots were obviously its eyeballs.

Could it be a snake?

In a flash of thought, my outstretched hand suddenly froze, and I didn't even dare to take it back. Damn, this is really out of the yellow calendar, nine out of ten hundred thousand snakes in the mountains of Guangxi are poisonous, and they are all highly poisonous, it is late autumn now, it is the time when the snake is ready to go back to the nest to hibernat, if it disturbs them at this time, it will definitely bite to death.

I don't dare to think anymore, if this is really a snake preparing to hibernate, then this hole in front of me must be its nest, and it must have been frightened by my actions just now, maybe it has already taken me for an intruder. Most snakes are timid, under normal circumstances they will not take the initiative to attack people, when threatened, they will generally give a warning, that is, the hissing sound I hear now, this time you must be careful, because snakes may attack at any time, at this time every move will become the fuse to stimulate the snake attack.

I didn't dare to move, my head was covered with cold sweat, and I was so stalemate for more than ten minutes, just when my hands were so sore that I couldn't hold it anymore, the hissing disappeared, and the two scarlet dots in the darkness slowly disappeared, obviously, it was gone.

Even so, I waited a few more minutes before tentatively withdrawing my hand. Now I didn't dare to stay here even if I was curious, so I hurriedly retreated, and even moved the camping place out a little, the appearance of the snake just now already showed that this place was not safe.

After resting for a while, I poked my head out to look at the situation in the sinkhole, originally just to see if the fog had cleared a little, but I didn't expect to find a strange scene at a glance.

I saw that the white fog below the sinkhole, which was so thick that it could not be dissolved, was slowly turning into a dead gray without the slightest life, or that the gray was slowly soaking the white fog above. The graying of the fog had no effect on me, but a strong uneasiness rose in my heart, and all the hairs on my body stood up for no reason, and even my scalp was numb.

It was a very strange feeling, and I couldn't see anything special about the gray fog at all, but every part of my body reacted. The most terrifying thing was that as the fog slowly rose and got closer and closer to me, the feeling of horror became stronger and stronger, and it was very familiar, as if I had felt it before. Suddenly, a light flashed in my head, and I remembered, this terrifying feeling, those fogs that brought me closer to Yeling, I damn it, are these gray fogs the same as those fogs?

This is no longer the natural reaction of my body, but I feel fear all over my body, I hurriedly retreat, and I have heard the sound of brushing in the mist, even if this gray mist is not the fog outside Yeling, it must not be a good kind.

At this moment, I had even forgotten about the poisonous snake that might exist at the end of the cave, and I was frantically squeezing inside, naturally I would not be naïve enough to think that it would be okay to retract in, if the fog was really weird, it would definitely chase in.

This despair of knowing that I was about to face great fear but with nowhere to escape was incomprehensible to ordinary people, I desperately tried to move the stones, thinking that I could use them to build a wall in front of me that would block the fog.

As I moved around, I noticed that there was something behind the stone wall, as if there was a gap behind it, and it was a very wide stone gap.