The moment I saw the giant cocoon, I almost fainted, my legs were weak, and I couldn't stand steadily, but fortunately, there was enough space in this stone path, I just sat down on the stone path, and I didn't fall down, but the fear in my heart was unbearable.

It took me five or six minutes to force myself to calm down, and I thought to myself, what the hell is going on, haven't I woken up from my dreams, but what I've been through along the way is still my dream? If you think about it carefully, there is really such a possibility, the Taoist priest told me about the level of dreams, and I know very well the horror of real nightmares, because I have experienced the first nightmare more than once, it is too real, and you can't notice the slightest abnormality in the nightmare.

No, since people in nightmares can't perceive that they are in a nightmare, and I am now aware that I am in a nightmare, if this is really a nightmare, I should wake up immediately, but there is no change in the surroundings right now, which means that it is not a dream.

I rejected the possibility of a nightmare, and then I thought about what happened to my childhood, and the doubts in my heart grew more and more.

Needless to say, how difficult and dangerous it is to come down this way, last night's dream is understandable, because it is a dream, and anything can happen in a dream, but this scene in front of me is not the first time I have seen it, when I was twelve years old, I have already seen this wax corpse tree, and there are more terrifying things than this wax corpse tree. However, that was completely impossible, and I did not think that a twelve-year-old child would be able to break through the eerie Yeling Ridge on a big night, and still be able to descend smoothly under this huge sinkhole of more than 100 meters, let alone I had no impression at all.

In that case, what about that childhood encounter? How did I get in and how did I get out?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt doubts and horrors in my heart, putting aside these doubts, the situation of seeing this wax corpse tree when I was twelve years old is still vivid, and the corpse cocoons hanging on the corpse tree were all resurrected at that time, if this is the wax corpse tree at the beginning, will there be the same situation as at the beginning?

I can't imagine what I would do if all the corpses of the trees were resurrected, escape? I'm afraid that I was scared to death at that time, how can I escape? I was nervous, and I was already feeling the urge to leave.

Almost as soon as I thought about leaving, I felt something move in both arms. I have also felt this way before, in the underground gold mine in Fengyang, after the black line curse on the arm absorbed the white light emitted by the underground ruins that can turn people into the living dead, I had this feeling of swelling, and I also had this kind of change in the seal of the underground ruins.

I hurriedly rolled up my sleeves, but I didn't need to pull them at all, because my clothes had long been torn into rags, and it was not an exaggeration to say that I was not covered at all. As I expected, the black lines on my arms were really squirming, like a pulse, and I could vaguely see the black qi swimming along the outline of the lines. The curse was branded when I first entered Yeling, although I don't know what exactly was given to me, but the sinkhole still belongs to the scope of Yeling, and it is not surprising that the curse has changed, what surprised me was the Rakshasa ghost face on his left arm, at this time, this ghost face also showed an excited weird smile, and it was also pulsing, and the black air lingered.

I was shocked, and I said in my heart, could it be that the Rakshasa grimace also has something to do with Yeling?

Anyway, now that I've seen the corpse cocoon, it means that this place is most likely the source of my childhood nightmares, and I don't want to go any further, so I've decided to turn back.

As soon as I took a few steps back, I felt that something was wrong, so I hurriedly looked down and was shocked. I saw that the ghost face seemed to come to life, and the hideous fangs bit my hand under the black gas, and no blood oozed out, but I felt a heart-rending pain.

Not only did the grimace change, but the curse of the black lines also changed, and all the black lines came to life like poisonous snakes and bit at my neck together.

In addition to being frightened, I couldn't help but subconsciously retreat, but I didn't expect that just after retreating to the place where I had turned before, the black line and grimace suddenly let out a terrible howl, and they all disappeared, and when I looked at my arm again, I found that although the black line and grimace were still squirming, they could no longer threaten me.

The change took only a few minutes, and I stared blankly at the patterned arms for a moment before I came back to my senses.

I suddenly had a feeling that the change just now might have something to do with my desire to go back, and now I may not be able to go back. To test this suspicion, I took two steps back again, and sure enough, both the black line and the grimace seemed to be stimulated, and the farther I went back, the stronger the backlash between them became. At this time, how can I not understand what is going on, there must be something under this sinkhole that can stimulate curses and grimaces, and at the same time there is something that inhibits them, that is, the further I go, the stronger the stimulus of curses and grimaces becomes, but at the same time, the stronger the environment below inhibits them.

The reason why going back will cause the curse and grimace to backlash is entirely because they are stimulated stronger from below, and only the suppression below can keep the curse balanced, but if I go back, because the suppression above is getting weaker and weaker, the balance will be broken immediately, and the curse will explode immediately.

After understanding this, I knew that I had no way back, the curse had been triggered, and if it was not removed from the root, it would be a dead end to get out.

I sighed and continued, now I could only hope that the bottom of the sinkhole would remove the curse from me.

Sure enough, hanging on the trunk of the tree was a corpse cocoon, the corpse inside had not yet completely dried, and the face was faintly recognizable, from which it could be inferred that this person should have just died. The waxy corpse cocoon that wrapped around the corpse was also blue, and it also emitted a faint fluorescence, but it was different from the blue crystals above, otherwise I would not have been here to recognize that it was the wax corpse tree.

Naturally, I wasn't so perverted as to be interested in a corpse that had just died, so I quickened my pace and continued to descend, and more and more corpse cocoons appeared in front of my eyes, and they became more and more dense. I found that the further down I went, the higher the degree of decay of the corpse, about fifty meters away from the canopy, there were hundreds of corpse cocoons on just one layer, and when I looked down from here, the dense corpse cocoons below were like crystal clear fruits, waiting for the master's presence among the branches.

At this depth, I couldn't see the bottom at a glance, and I was more and more frightened by the height of the tree.

If the wax cocoon is not covered with corpses but something else pleasing to the eye, then it is not too spectacular to look down from above, a mysterious trunk that seems to lead to hell, countless branches between huge sinkholes, crystal clear blue fruits, and smooth rock walls with blue and black, such a scene will make anyone who looks at it sigh from the bottom of their hearts.

About eighty meters from the canopy, looking at the dense corpse cocoons in front of me, my nerves were numb, and I didn't feel shock or fear, but it was the extra words on the pit wall around the wax corpse tree that caught my eye.

These words have been engraved for some years, and they are not obvious on the blue-black stone wall, and even a little blurred. I couldn't have found these things, but a huge branch that stretched up to the top of the stone path tripped over me, and I almost fell, and when I felt the unusual marks on the stone wall, I found the words.

I looked at my phone and found that these were two warnings for those who came after me, and they were not from a person's arm.

The first paragraph reads as follows:

I have spent half my life pursuing the secret of Yeling, and finally saw this sinkhole, which is actually the eye of the underworld, connecting to hell, although it is mysterious, but it is only the tip of the iceberg of Yeling. If anyone in the future finds this place, he will be a curse-riddled person, seeing this, you can follow the mark I left on the hell tree to find the suppression of the underworld, but this is only to drink the duck to quench your thirst, and if you want to extinguish the root of the curse, you need to seal the eye of the earth. In addition, the corpse cocoon is deceitful, you need to be cautious, remember, remember.

The inscription after the text is a name: Zhang Tianxing.

Compared with the old-fashioned style of the first paragraph, the second paragraph is very concise and clear:

The descendants of the Zhang clan pursued the relics of their ancestors here, and accidentally discovered the earth-shattering secret, if the latecomers are also the descendants of the Zhang family, they must not trigger the hell tree, otherwise there will be a catastrophe to descend into the world.

The inscription of this paragraph is a name that I am very familiar with: Zhang Lingjin.

After reading these two passages clearly, my first feeling was very strange, and I always felt that these two passages were reserved for me. The first paragraph of the message predicted that the people who came here would be cursed, and I was indeed entangled by the black line curse and couldn't take care of myself, and this second paragraph also mentioned that the latecomer's surname was Zhang, and I was also surnamed Zhang, and I was indeed ready to go deep into the bottom of the sinkhole, the Hell Tree should be the wax corpse tree in front of me, and the second paragraph of the text said that the Hell Tree could not be triggered, but according to the memories of childhood, the resurrection of the wax corpse tree should be regarded as being triggered! In this way, these two paragraphs are simply written specifically for me.