"What about the others?"

"It's already down." Scarface pointed downwards to a rock staircase, a naturally formed stumble of stone stairs with patterns like ocean waves.

And here is a mountain cliff, and we stand high and look into the distance, so we can see the situation of the "underground mountain" clearly.

"Subterranean Mountains."

Many years ago, I heard this term occasionally. But in fact, it does not exist at all, and it cannot be proven, because the interior of the earth is not hollow, but solid. So according to our conventional theory, the vision in front of us is something that is absolutely impossible.

But even so, the huge mountain still appeared in my eyes, it is not important that it is squeezed by the earth's crust and the underground rock layers, but the important thing is that the coffin hanging in between is enough to say it all.

It's not just an ordinary mountain, at least in the very old past, it was once owned by a civilization.

"There's no problem down there, you can come down." That's when I heard a loud noise.

It was a walkie-talkie, and I glanced at the source of the voice on Scarface's hand, which was still a very old-fashioned Marantz walkie-talkie.

This thing is a Japanese product.,It's a very early manual FM method.,I remember that my dad had a guy about it.,At the beginning, he would talk to me about its benefits and usage while holding the walkie-talkie.。

"Okay, let's come down now."

"Wait......" At this time, the voice in the walkie-talkie became noisy, as if there was a violent movement of air.

It's the wind.

"What's wrong?" Scarface frowned, sensing something.

But no one answered him anymore, and there was only the manic wind on the intercom, and silence, two or three minutes of silence.

The three of us looked at each other, and suddenly our hearts fluttered, although we didn't know what was going on, it was enough to show that this place was not peaceful.

"Go see?" The woman was bold and raised her eyebrows to suggest.

"To what?" I grabbed her clothes.

"Zziz." Suddenly, a strange voice came over the walkie-talkie, followed by violent gasps.

"Whew, whew."

"Hey, what's going on?" Scarface yelled at him over the walkie-talkie.

"This mountain...... the mountain. There was a short voice over the intercom, his voice staccato as if he had seen something that frightened him.

"Can you hear me?" Scarface turned on all the light sources on his body, looking down into the endless depths of darkness.

But even then, all that responded to him was the echoes of the empty sinkhole, and all he could see was the mouth of the abyss, which was filled with clouds and smoke.

"Whoa."

Soon another voice came in, no...... It should be said that there is another voice.

"Chirp."

I was stunned for a moment, poke! Isn't that the sound of fucking leaves swaying, and the sound of birdsong? How could this place have such a sound?

I was struck with a thrill, and goosebumps climbed up my scalp.

As we all know, vegetation needs photosynthesis to grow, but why is there a rustle of leaves even when there is no sunlight deep underground? And what's even weirder is that there are actually bird calls.

"Hey, is it the sound of a bird? How can there be birds underground? Something is wrong here. I looked at the woman and Scarface and tried to convince them, "There's something wrong with this place and we can't move forward, in my opinion......"

"Zziz."

I was in the middle of my sentence when a voice interrupted me, first the out-of-order of electricity, then a short voice.

As if he had been attacked by something, his voice trembled, and his words began to blur.

"I remembered...... I...... I've seen ...... Seen this mountain. ”

"Zziz."

Then there was the sound of electricity again, and the voice of the short man gradually became quieter.

"Magnetic field?" The woman glanced at Scarface and muttered to herself.

Is it Magnetic Mountain?

But vaguely, we still heard some words from the channel on the walkie-talkie.

The woman and Scarface looked at each other inexplicably, "What did he say?" ”

"I can't hear you, let's go over and have a look!"

With that, Scarface snapped the flashlight onto the shoulder strap of his backpack, then grabbed me by the collar with one hand and pulled me up, then pushed again.

The change came suddenly, and I never imagined that when things came to this point, they still didn't listen to my persuasion, and insisted on moving forward.

I stumbled and stumbled down a few steps as I was pushed.

This is a steep slope with an inclination of about 45 degrees, and the slope is conducive to the geological changes in the ground, forming a wave pattern one after another.

"Are you fucking crazy?" I looked back at him.

He looked disappreliant, holding the bat I was holding earlier, and waved it for me to go on.

The woman took a few steps forward, threw me a flashlight, and soon she had no tendency to go any further.

Obviously, when the first two people encountered unknown dangers, I became the third pathfinder.

made a fuss, but finally recognized the reality and walked down step by step.

Because of the steep slope, I walked sideways, and the further I went, the more windy I found in the underground sinkhole.

Such a strong wind is nothing more than two points, the first point is that there is an exit, and the second point is that there is a cave. I'm more inclined to the latter than to compare these two points.

After walking for more than 10 minutes, I gradually began to get closer to the ground, and at this time something strange happened, and I heard the sound of wind blowing grass and trees in my ears.

I stopped and looked at the place where the sound came from, and it was the location of the mountain, and under the light of the flashlight, there was a lush mountain covered with vegetation.

The mountain is full of towering trees, bushes, and ...... and a giant stone statue covered in moss.

Even the sound of gurgling water and the roar of birds and beasts is endless.

How to put it, it looks out of place in this underground world, as if it were ...... It's like a paradise.

I walked down little by little, and I don't know why a longing thought was frantically tugging at my nerves, and it seemed as if someone was whispering in my ear.

"Let's go, let's go......"

The voice was ethereal, like a voice from outside the sky.

But soon I realized that I couldn't control my body anymore, and I walked down the steep slope and started walking in the direction of the mountain.

100 meters

50 meters

30 meters

20 meters

"Smack." A crisp voice jerked me back to reality.

Something was stepped on on the soles of my feet.

Looking down, I saw a walkie-talkie......

A dilapidated walkie-talkie.

Intercom? yes, that's when I remembered that I was here to find someone.

Calmed down, he began to sweep around with a flashlight, but the strange thing was that at a glance, let alone a person, even the light of the flashlight was gone.

The short man and the thin man are missing, like the courier in Grandpa's story, and they have been erased from this world so abruptly.

Not a trace was left.