Chapter 237: Mysterious Cave

There was silence all around, and Yang Weicheng looked at the empty stone and was dumbfounded.

"I—I'm not dreaming, am I?" He twisted his face, "Hey, it hurts." ā€

Pain means it's not a dream.

"! Really gone? Big change of life? God, don't play this joke on me. ā€

Yang Weicheng was a little flustered at this moment.

In fact, he knew that God would sometimes joke about it, such as being struck by lightning and being crossed, and this would actually happen to him.

Could it be that this stone is the gate of passage?

Curiously, he stepped forward and stepped on it tentatively, which was normal.

Speaking of the surrounding environment, the grass is overgrown, and there is a mountain behind it, which is a valley area.

Everything is normal, so Yang Mei was captured by a ghost?

Yang Weicheng circled around the stone, and then found the clue.

To the left of the stone, there was a grass hole. It looks like it grows firmly on the ground, but in fact none of the grass has a root directly underneath, and it all extends in all directions, coiled into this grass hole.

Yang Weicheng threw a stone down, but he didn't hear a sound.

He quickly opened the straw hole, and sure enough, he saw a hole, the mouth of which was the size of a man, clinging to the stone.

There is no doubt that Yang Mei must have fallen into it without any precautions.

"Yang Mei!" He shouted at the mouth of the cave, and there was a faint response.

Yang Weicheng was startled, and hurriedly tried to jump.

At this moment, he didn't have a brain, he just wanted to save his little friend.

But as soon as he stretched out his leg and went in, he swallowed the whole leg, and he didn't touch the bottom yet.

It's too deep, no wonder Yang Mei didn't leave any movement, she just fainted, right?

Yang Weicheng hurriedly ran to find the rope, tied it in a knot and tied it to a tree, and threw it towards the entrance of the cave.

"Yang Mei, can you see the rope?" He shouted.

Yang Mei replied: "I can't move ......"

Yang Weicheng had a black line in his head, couldn't move, and really fell and was injured.

But there were only two of them, and the nearby tree, though thick enough, was rotten. If he goes down, let's not say whether he can bear it, but if two people want to come up together or one after another, it will definitely be impossible.

What to do?

At this moment, Yang Weicheng heard the barking of the dog, his spirits perked up, followed the prestige, and prayed in his heart: "Lock lock lock lock!" ā€

Sure enough, the figures of the four-eyed dog and the lock reappeared in his field of vision.

This kid is chasing after him again!

"Big brother!" The lock shouted from afar, "I'm coming!" ā€

Yang Weicheng breathed a sigh of relief, if this kid is on top, he can at least guarantee to help them pull the rope.

"Why didn't you come home?" Yang Weicheng was still polite.

"I'm afraid that something will happen to you, besides, I only have my brother and me at home, and my brother went out to run errands......"

The service in the lock mouth refers to the robbery.

Almost the whole village made a living from it, until a few years later, when a group of people in the village were arrested and the government gave them some help, they were able to get out of the business.

"What's wrong?" Lock asked, "What about my sister?" ā€

He is a big ghost and has a good impression of beautiful women.

"Your pretty little sister has fallen." Yang Weicheng smiled bitterly, "You can do me a favor......"

The lock was also startled, and quickly nodded in agreement.

Under Yang Weicheng's arrangement, the lock helped pull the rope and put Yang Weicheng down little by little.

Fortunately, the hole was not as deep as he thought, about 2 meters. It's just that it's shaped like a boot and it's slanted.

After Yang Mei fell, she rolled directly to the tip of her boot, and injured her leg and couldn't move, so she couldn't hold on to the rope and climb up.

Not to mention her situation, even as soon as Yang Weicheng landed, he rolled down.

Bang!

He bumped into a soft object, which turned out to be Yang Mei.

"Ahh Yang Mei exclaimed in pain, "Why did you come down?" ā€

"Nonsense, can I save you if I don't come down?" Yang Weicheng wrapped the rope around her waist, but found that he couldn't reach her, so he had to move her out.

But the cave was narrow, and he didn't know where Yang Mei was injured, so Yang Weicheng could only be cautious and hugged her with both hands.

"What are you doing?!" Yang Mei asked vigilantly.

"Little sister, I'll hug you!" Yang Wei became a Taoist.

His very helpless tone fell on the ears of Yang Mei, who was almost bullied by Hans just now, and it was extremely obscene.

Syllable!

Yang Mei slapped it over, making Yang Weicheng dizzy.

This slap was so hard that even the lock on the ground could hear it: "What happened?" ā€

He asked aloud.

"No, it's okay, I was scratched by a dog." Yang Weicheng replied.

Yang Mei was extremely embarrassed, twisting his arm hard, and grinning in pain.

The lock muttered, "Dog? And the dog down there? ā€

Yang Weicheng had a slap print on his face, and his heart was on fire: "I'll tell you first, this is helping you, not harming you." If you want to do it again, you're welcome! ā€

"Hmm." Yang Mei actually wanted to apologize, but her self-esteem made her have to hold it.

As a girl, what's the deal with being held like this by a man? After going out, I have to teach Yang Weicheng a good lesson and ask him not to talk about it.

"Then I'll come, don't hit me." Yang Weicheng repeatedly advised.

Yang Mei also agreed, but as soon as his hand touched her body, he snapped and slapped again.

This time, both cheeks are full.

Yang Weicheng had a black line in his head, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Yang Mei, what do you want to do?" ā€

"Yes, I'm sorry." Yang Mei couldn't cry or laugh, so she had to apologize.

The third time was finally successful, because Yang Weicheng simply tied her two hands.

But don't say it, this girl's body is soft and fragrant, which is really delicious.

Yang Weicheng hugged her and carefully moved to the root of his boots, but at the moment of hugging her, he touched something between his fingers, which was a strange feeling.

Finally dragged Yang Mei into place, tied it with a rope, he dragged it underground, dragged the lock on the top, and the two worked together to get Yang Mei up.

The rope was lowered again, and this time it was Yang Weicheng's turn.

Before going up, Yang Weicheng returned to the tip of his boots and shone it with a flashlight, almost frightening his soul.

In that place, there was a person half-sitting and half-lying.

No, it should be a corpse, all of which are ossified, and the clothes are still intact. Looking at the clothing, it should be contemporary, about a few decades ago.

The eye sockets of the black hole stared at Yang Weicheng from Sen Bai's skull, staring at him with a creepy streak.

",!" Yang Weicheng scolded vigorously, "It's strange, we didn't mean it, I wish you peace of mind." ā€

He folded his hands and made amends to the deceased.

After finishing the matter, Yang Weicheng hurriedly withdrew, curiosity killed the cat, and before he withdrew, he looked back twice, and found that the right hand of the corpse was drooping, and there was a handle next to it.

He recognized it at a glance, exactly the same dagger that the lock had given him during the robbery.

If there is no accident, it should be a dagger. It's just that the dagger is stuck in the dirt, and the dagger is rusty, and only the handle can be seen twice.

Yang Weicheng's brain buzzed, and he said secretly: "It won't be such an evil door, is this the entrance to the thief cave?" ā€

He dared to climb two steps forward, and sure enough, he found that the soil next to the corpse was a little loose, not quite the same as the original.

This is beyond the scope of Yang Weicheng's profession and preferences, and he does not intend to disturb the dead man's dreams.

And Yang Meihe was urging him, so he picked up the dagger and planned to go up to show the lock. As a result, with a single force, the dagger broke, leaving only the handle.

"Let's do it!" Yang Weicheng gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Back on the ground, he handed the dagger to the lock: "Look at it...... Yang Mei, where are you injured? ā€

The lock was stunned with a dagger, and the four-eyed dog barked on the side.

Yang Mei replied: "My ankle seems to be twisted." ā€

"I'll see." Yang Weicheng walked over and touched her ankle, a little feverish.

"You know how to heal?" Yang Mei asked.

Yang Weicheng shook his head: "None of the eight generations of ancestors are related to medical words. ā€

"Then why are you asking?"

"But I'm self-taught!" Yang Weicheng smiled and said, "Does it hurt here?" ā€

"It hurts."

"What about here?"

"It doesn't hurt much."

Yang Mei couldn't bear to look at his face, a slap print on one side, it was too beautiful.

After some pressing, Yang Weicheng concluded that Yang Mei had a misaligned ankle and ankle.

He is so sure because he had a similar experience in his previous life.

At that time, his parents took him to the hospital, and the doctor said that he needed to rest for a month, and he was wearing a plaster cast and buying medicine.

Later, I went to a Chinese medicine hall, and the doctor got started directly, clicked twice, and reset it.

At that time, Yang Weicheng felt magical, and asked how to reset.

The doctor laughed at him: "What, do you plan to twist and misalign often in the future?" ā€

"Hey, that's not true, what if I run into someone else's misplace?" That's how he replied.

The doctor had a good heart and really taught him.

I haven't used it in my previous life, but I didn't expect it to be used today.

"This is life!" Yang Weicheng couldn't help but sigh.