I was already in the middle of the rope, and I was not sure which way the gunshots were coming from, but it was not wise for me to go down on either side.

Gritting his teeth, he crawled as fast as he could. It's more than 20 meters high, and it's a bit difficult to climb because I've been a regular police officer since I started a full-fledged police officer, and I've just experienced another battle.

When I finally got back to it, I was so tired that I couldn't breathe, and the muscles in my arms hurt a lot. After I made up my mind to go back, I must train my body back to the stage when I was at the police academy.

I turned on the flashlight, which was not very bright, and shone it around, but there was not a ghost. There was no sound at all.

I shouted again, but there was still no answer. Suddenly, a bad feeling struck, it had been less than twenty minutes since Feijing and I left, where could they go in such a short time?

Did they find another mechanism, where did they go?

It shouldn't be.

According to common sense, Feijing and I went down to save people, and Feijing said that they would leave if they didn't come back in half an hour, but now it's not time, and they have no reason to leave.

Even if they found another entrance, they should wait here for us, no matter what, Qi Yuying is still on it, it is unlikely that she will leave me and Feijing for no reason.

Now that they're gone, and they're all gone, what could be the reason for them to ignore me and Feijing's life or death?

Don't.....

I was a spirit, scared out of a cold sweat by my own thoughts.

There was only one reason for them to do this, and they must have had a reason to leave.

In other words, they should have encountered some danger, and they had to choose to leave.

I pondered it carefully and felt that there was a great possibility of encountering danger, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible.

I took the knife back into my hand and looked around warily. When I noticed the rope on the ground, I found that the other end of the rope was tied to a pillar, and it seemed that when he left, he did not forget to leave a way for us to come back.

This kid has a good conscience, and it's good that he didn't take the rope away, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to come back here.

Suddenly, under the pillar I found a corpse, a dog, to be exact.

The green wolf of the Tibetan mastiff girl. When I saw the corpse, I was even more surprised than I saw the corpse of a person, because I had the impression that the three dogs led by the Tibetan mastiff girl were rare fierce dogs, and it was unlikely that they would die here.

I still believe in the combat power of the green wolf, and I think that it is definitely not much easier to kill a large dog like this than to kill a person.

But at this time, the green wolf really died here, and my first thought turned out to be that the dog meat of the flying mirror had fallen.

After carefully observing the dog's corpse, I found that this dog bit its throat and died, which made me even more unimaginable, could it be that there was such a large beast here?

I stood up and carefully looked around, the light of the flashlight dimmed even more, and I thought it would be completely extinguished in less than ten minutes.

My spare batteries are all in my backpack, and when I look around, I always feel that everything is hairy and uncomfortable because of the light.

I adjusted my mood and stood up thinking about whether to find the place where they left first, or go back to see if the flying mirror was dead first.

At the moment I was stunned, I realized that the rope tied to the pillar had collapsed. I was startled, and then thought it was caused by someone on the other end trying to climb up.

I was overjoyed in my heart, thinking it was a flying mirror. Ran to the entrance of the cave and looked down, this is unbelievable, obediently, the five dead ghosts below are constantly climbing up the rope, and the action is like that of a living person.

These things should have a good impression of me, otherwise they wouldn't have followed me like this. Is it obsessed with my hue?

I slapped myself in the face to calm myself down. Take 10,000 steps back, even if these things don't hurt me, but their looks are really not complimentary, so I still don't want them to come up.

But at this time, it was a little reluctant for me to cut the rope, after all, the flying mirror was still underneath, and life and death were unknown. Cutting the rope is equivalent to indirectly harming him.

Thinking so, the Miao knife in my hand didn't dare to cut it down. Seeing that the corpse in front was gradually approaching, and it was about to reach the ground, the cold sweat on his forehead remained.

A ruthless heart, a secret way, flying mirror, buddy, I'm sorry. I was thinking about cutting the rope with a knife in my hand, but suddenly I found that the corpse in front of me seemed to have been hit by something, and with a strange scream, it fell down.

I don't know what's going on, is it scared? Looking down again, I saw that the four corpses behind me were still continuing to move upward, and when they climbed to the black deep rope, they let out a strange scream and fell down again.

I looked down in disbelief, and I couldn't think of why, the next few corpses still suffered the same thing, each of them screamed after touching the black rope, and then fell.

I thought it was strange, and I looked at the location carefully, and found that it was the black rope of the Tibetan mastiff girl, and at that time the beard said what kind of 'hanging rope' this was, could this rope have the function of warding off evil spirits?

I looked at the black rope in disbelief, and saw that it was an extremely ordinary climbing rope, and the difference was that the rope was mixed with dense black animal hair, and I suddenly knew what it was for, because I had seen this kind of rope.

I once came into contact with a craftsman whose profession was obscure, mysterious, and even terrifying to ordinary people.

Corpse Digger!

This is a profession of corpse salvage active in the Yellow and Yangtze rivers. The daily job is to recover the bodies of those who have died of drowning for various reasons.

This rope is the kind of rope mixed with black dog hair that they use to fish up the corpses, and it is the most evil spirit, because they have to prevent these fished corpses from 'talking'. That's why they use this kind of thing to ward off evil spirits and tie them to the bodies of corpses, and hang them on the shady side of the mountain, waiting for their families to identify them.

As for why I came into contact with the corpse digger, this is another matter, but it is not a supernatural case, it was just a chance encounter when I accompanied the old policeman when I was an intern, so I don't need to mention it here.

Having said that, at this time, I was surprised to find that the rope of the Tibetan mastiff girl turned out to be such a tool for corpse fishers.

Could it be that that beautiful woman turned out to be a 'craftsman' on the edge of the Yellow River?