In such an environment, no matter what it is, our lives are in danger. We all have eyes, but now it's like a dead flashlight in our hands, just an ornament has no effect at all. However, if there are really zongzi, corpses and the like around us, then we will definitely suffer a big loss.

I took out a pistol in my arms, and for the first time I felt that a pistol was the most useless weapon. If I shoot blindly, I'm likely to hurt my teammates. Now all I can do is try to keep myself calm, and the more panicked I am, the calmer I become.

After a long time, there was nothing unusual around me except for the smoky mist. The sound of a strong heartbeat came clearly into the ears, and the silence around was silent.

"Uncle Zhao!" I whispered tentatively.

"It looks like it's gone." Uncle Zhao replied quietly.

It seems that even Uncle Zhao didn't know what he encountered just now. Since entering this so-called underworld, strange things and strange things around me abound. But to this day, I am still full of curiosity and fear about this mysterious underground world.

About five minutes passed, and the surroundings were still as quiet as ever, and the four of us converged in the dark. Wang Lovely replaced the flashlight with a new battery, although the lights were much brighter, but there was still a white expanse in front of him.

We were still lined up vertically, and I took the lead, continuing to move slowly forward. After walking for about a few minutes, the fog in front of me felt like it had dissipated, and the visibility improved slightly.

As he walked, a thin figure faintly appeared in the blurred white fog ahead. After seeing this figure, my heart pounded again, it shouldn't be him who pulled me just now.

"Who's standing in front." I whispered to the figure in front of me.

There was no answer from the other side, and I continued, "Speak, if you don't speak, I'm going to shoot." ”

The black shadow is still motionless, and what appears here should definitely not be a person, will it be the same as the one in front, just a stone statue of ghosts and gods. But if it's a stone statue, then who grabbed my hand just now, could it be that black shadow?

With so many questions, I slowly moved forward. Vaguely I could see the end of the bridge, and the dark figure was standing on the side of the bridge.

When I walked in, I took a look, and then I said, "It turns out to be a stone statue again." The stone statue is a yellow-skinned old woman, holding a crutch in one hand, a broken bowl in the other, and a large water tank behind her, with a strange appearance on the old woman's face.

"Holy shit! There are still people in this underworld who carry such backs, and there are people who hold bowls and ask for food? "The uncultured nature of Huzi has been exposed again.

"Can we go back to the grave of our ancestors, you see that you are about to throw your ancestors to death. This Meng Po can be regarded by you as a beggar who asks for food, and you dare to say it. I teased at Huzi.

"Isn't this broken stick and rotten bowl the beggar's equipment?"

"You are big, your titanium-magnesium alloy eyes are good to show me, what is written on the stone jar behind Meng Po." I said to Huzi.

"Meng Po intestine" Huzi was stunned to read the word soup as the word intestine. I almost used the soles of my 40 shoes to smoke that girl's fat face in size 38.

"Meng Po soup was sold by an old woman named Meng Po to a ghost who went to reincarnate on the Nai He Bridge. All ghosts who go to reincarnate must drink this soup sold by Meng Po, and it is said that after drinking Meng Po soup, you will forget all the things in your previous life. Reincarnation, starting from scratch. Looking at Meng Po in front of me, I explained.

"What? There are also people who do business in this prefecture, but if you don't have money, you don't need to drink, in fact, it's okay not to drink. We can memorize the three-character scripture just after birth, and this is not a famous prodigy! Huzi said self-righteously.

"Don't use your calcium-deficient IQ to think about such a low problem, legend has it that Meng Po soup has four flavors, sweet, sweet, bitter and spicy. Rich people can drink sweet. The second is sweet, and then it is spicy, and if you want to be like you, you can only drink bitter, and that kind of bitterness is not something your taste can bear. Whenever you want to cross the Nai Ho Bridge and enter the Reincarnation Division, you must drink Meng Po soup. I explained to Huzi.

Huzi listened to my explanation, blinked his eyes, looked at Meng Po in front of him, and muttered to himself, "Yo, there are really people in this world who love money more than me, what do you do with more money when you are old, I really don't understand." ”

"Alright, don't mess around, don't forget that the danger may be around us." Uncle Zhao saw that Huzi and I began to break around endlessly, and reminded us.

At this time, my mind came back to my senses, and I only cared about arguing with Huzi, and I completely forgot about the occasion. The hand that grabbed me just now is still nowhere to be seen, and maybe it's staring at us somewhere.

Thinking of this, my body suddenly seemed to quickly change channels, and I immediately lifted my spirits and became highly vigilant. The fog in front of me has slowly receded, but when I look back, the fog behind me is still white, and the whole fog seems to be prepared for this Nai He Bridge. After crossing this bridge, everything in front of you is much clearer.

In the hazy clouds, a large hole appeared in front of it, and the big hole seemed to be formed naturally, and the top of the cave was carved with the three big characters of 'Reincarnation Division'.

It seems that we have reached the end of the underworld, the reincarnation division, and when we arrived here, two thoughts suddenly appeared in my mind. One, this is not a netherworld underworld, it may just be an underground world deliberately built by the ancients, and I don't know what it is used for.

Second, this is indeed the Netherworld, and the Netherworld only catches ghosts and souls. It doesn't work at all for those of us who have not yet reached the end of our lives and still have a physical body, and it may be that because we are living people, we can't see all kinds of ghosts walking in this netherworld.

No one dares to categorically determine one of these two possibilities, and no one dares to rashly deny one of them. After all, there are no surprises in the world.

Before entering the hole, an inexplicable chill swept through his body again. After shivering, we followed Uncle Zhao's buttocks and walked towards the stone cave. As soon as I entered the stone cave, I heard a creepy strange scream, the sound was very long, and everyone couldn't help but retreat backwards again and again.

"What sound?" All were almost startled by the sudden cry.

After hearing that there was an abnormality, everyone quickly took out their self-defense weapons and moved forward with high vigilance, and Uncle Zhao took the lead in entering the big hole.

"Don't worry, wait for me to go and see the situation first, if you hear me shouting, you must leave me alone, just run yours." Uncle Zhao turned around and whispered to us, and then walked towards the big hole.

"Uncle Zhao, isn't this nonsense, let me run, we can run there." Huzi whispered in his mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense, check your firearms, and if there's really movement inside, rush inside." Although I talk about Huzi, what Huzi said is not unreasonable. At the moment, even if we want to run, we can run there, all we can do is rush forward.

"Click" The guns in the hands of the three of us are all in the hall, ready to rush into the cave at any time to fight to the death, but after a long time, the cave is still very quiet, and Uncle Zhao has not greeted us.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, there shouldn't be anything, you see Uncle Zhao has been in for so long." Wang Lovely looked at me and whispered a question.

I was just about to answer, when suddenly a strange cry came from the cave.

"Whew!"