The light of the flashlight hit the mist and white flowers, and I looked at the light of the flashlight for a while, but I saw nothing.

"Crazy, what's the matter, don't be surprised."

The madman was not pleased to hear this, and turned his head and pointed two fingers at his eyes.

"It's not that I blow it, but I've never missed it with my eyes, and I don't use a mirror within 300 meters when I am a soldier."

Shen Muhan didn't see anything after looking at it for a while, and seeing that the posture of the madman who had to ask for an explanation for his eyesight didn't seem like a casual talk, so he asked, "Madman, do you see what it is?" ”

Seeing that Shen Muhan believed that he was no longer entangled with me, the madman stared and looked at it for a while: "It was in the middle of the river just now, and I can't see it now." ”

When the prodigal son Jin heard the madman say that he couldn't see it, he muttered in a low voice: "It's not bragging." ”

If it is placed outside, such a small voice may not be heard by a madman, but there is no sound at all in this underground river, as long as we don't speak, there is a dead silence, although the prodigal son King has deliberately lowered his voice, it still can't escape the ears of the madman.

"Okay! I brag! Here you go! You show me what's ahead! The madman handed the flashlight to the prodigal king. The prodigal son Jin pouted and shrugged his shoulders, and put his hand in his pocket without taking the flashlight, obviously not wanting to provoke the madman.

Although I don't know if it's true or false to not use a mirror within 300 meters, I have seen the certificate of the sharpshooter with my own eyes, and although the character of the madman is a little explosive, sometimes there is no door to handle, but he will never talk nonsense, and the current situation still chooses to believe that the madman is more reliable.

Shen Muhan obviously patted the madman on the shoulder as I thought: "Okay, madman, go in a little more and see what it is." ”

The madman no longer quarreled with the prodigal son, and took the lead with a flashlight. Penguin step was taught to us by a madman, obviously he was more accustomed to walking, and the distance between us was a little farther after walking far, Shen Muhan shouted at him, reminding him to walk slowly and pay attention to safety.

"Come and see, why do I look like a tombstone?" The madman stopped not far in front of us, turned around and beckoned to me. I hurried a few steps to the madman, and a rectangular silhouette loomed in the fog in front of me, which did look a bit like it.

The madman touched my arm, lowered his voice and said, "I said that the ancestors of your Lin family and the Shen family didn't have enough performances just now, and they want to come out again, right?" ”

I slapped his arm angrily, thinking that I had forgotten it when I had just broken out in a cold sweat, and I didn't know how to accumulate some virtues.

"Don't be poor, go and see."

In the middle of the river is a black stone stele, from the surface of the traces it looks a lot old, there are some small cracks, the stone tablet is written with two mottled characters, there are still some traces of red pigment.

The prodigal son Kim pulled my arm from behind: "Brother! Are we dead? How did you get to Yellow Springs? ”

The madman put the flashlight up and down under his chin, and smiled wickedly at the prodigal son: "Yes! Welcome to the underworld. After speaking, he rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out. The prodigal son Kim ducked behind me, stuck his head out and said a childish word.

The madman hit the flashlight on the stele again: "What does this Yellow Spring mean?" ”

Shen Muhan took a step forward and said: "Huangquan refers to the place where people go after death in local Chinese culture, also called Yin Cao Difu, legend has it that there are nine prisons and nine springs in the underworld, and Huangquan is one of them. ”

The prodigal son Jin grabbed the clothes behind my back, and the wound on my body hurt heartbreakingly. The prodigal son Jin obviously felt that I was trembling all over, and quickly let go of his hand, trembling and asked, "Really...... Is there really a Yellow Spring? ”

"The Yellow Spring is related to burials, in the past, during the excavation of tombs in the Central Plains, the water was mixed with loess to turn into a yellow color, so there was a saying about the Yellow Spring, and the Yellow Spring was regarded as an underground world where people lived after death."

Hearing Shen Muhan finish talking about the origin of Huangquan, the prodigal son Jin Chang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good if you don't have it." ”

The madman looked at the stele and said, "You said that these people are true, and they don't make a full set of fake Huangquan, and Meng Po doesn't let one go." As soon as the words fell, a scream came from behind the stele.

The sudden sound sent chills down my back, and the madman was startled, and the light of the flashlight trembled visibly for a moment before it hit the stele. The prodigal son Jin Zheng was standing behind the stone monument, one hand blocking the flashlight in front of his eyes, and the other pointing to his feet, and he said vaguely I didn't hear what he said clearly for a long time.

This guy was still hiding behind me, and I didn't even notice when he slipped behind the stele, and I didn't know what he saw scared like this.

"Human heads!" The prodigal son King finally managed to say two words straight out of his tongue.

There was a hole in the river behind the stele, and a corpse was stuck in it, still standing upright above its chest. The face is densely covered with large and small blisters, some of which have been broken and shriveled and pasted on the face, and there is no way to see the original appearance, judging from the clothes, it should be a bearded person. Those intact blisters reflected the light under the flashlight, and I felt a little hairy when I saw it.

If you want to say that among the few of us, Shen Muhan is the most courageous towards dead corpses, after all, he has been dealing with corpses for several years. Shen Muhan squatted next to the head and looked at it for a while, then stood up and said, "They should have walked out from here as well, and they didn't know what happened before they died here." ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly a sharp whistle came from all directions, the heads in front of him began to move violently, the blisters on the face continued to burst, streams of pale yellow tissue fluid splashed out, a stream of white gas erupted from the cracks around the corpse, and white gas began to emerge from the walls on both sides, and a strong smell of sulfur spread.

"Run! It's a geyser! I shouted as I pulled Shen Muhan forward. In fact, I should have thought from the time I saw the corpse's face just now, it must be the high temperature to form that kind of death, but I was not mentally prepared to suddenly see the head of the person a little panicked, and I didn't even think about it for a while.

The prodigal King and the madman ran after me and asked, "What is a geyser?" ”

I didn't care about explaining, I focused all my attention on my feet, and just a few steps after I ran out, I heard a "bang" behind me, a high temperature came from behind, and the corpse fell to my side with a smell of being cooked.

"Go up there!" I remember that there was a row of plank roads on the rock walls on both sides, and listening to the sound just now, the amount of spring water gushing would not be small, and it was impossible to run through the water in this environment.

The madman pulled the prodigal son King down to the edge of the rock wall: "Squat! ”

"Why me again?" The prodigal son Jin asked with a crying voice, but he immediately squatted down and walked on his horse. The smell of cooked meat just now was in front of him, and the prodigal son Jin didn't want to be cooked here.

The madman stepped on the knee of the prodigal king, put his foot on his shoulder a little, grabbed the rock wall with both hands, turned over and jumped up. The spring was flowing very fast, and I could already feel the temperature under my feet rise a lot, and the whole river began to get hotter.

After the madman went up, he pulled Shen Muhan and me up in turn.

"Brother! Hurry up, hurry up, the water is coming, and your feet are getting cooked! "The hot spring water has flowed to the prodigal son's feet, and it is not reaching the soles of his shoes. I don't know if I was burned stupid or scared stupid, the prodigal son Jin grabbed the outstretched hand of me and the madman, and his feet fluttered vigorously, the more he fluttered, the more he couldn't pull, and the more he couldn't pull, the higher the temperature of the water below.

"I'll give it away if you it again!" The madman shouted, and the prodigal son Jin stopped, and when he was pulled up, the soles of his feet were already blistered, and he grinned in pain.

"What the hell is this, it's so hot?"

"Geysers are usually in volcanic areas, erupting at regular intervals, and depending on the body, the temperature of this spring is at least 80 degrees or more."

I explained as I tore a piece from my close-fitting garment and handed it to the prodigal son.

I don't know what era the plank road was built, and the weight of four people keeps making a "creaking" sound, and I don't know how far ahead, but I hope there is no tofu slag project in that era.