I gently moved to the side of the men, not daring to touch them with my hands, but lowering my own head to look at their faces from below.

I still don't know what the smoke they smoked in the square was, but the state of the few of them after inhaling the smoke has changed again after such a period of time.

Each of them had become less energetic again, with drooping eyelids and a lethargic appearance.

I reached out and probed their snorts and felt that they were still breathing, which should be considered normal. But unfortunately, I had hoped to find the person among them who reminded me, but it seemed that several of them, including the strong man, were in the same state, and obviously there was no one I was looking for.

So I went back to my place disappointed, and learned from them to sit down. He just didn't lower his head, but continued to observe the wooden house.

I have already observed the outside of the hut, which is supported by several wooden stakes and erected on the water.

When I came in, I found that the floor of the wooden house was also made of wood one by one, and when I looked down through the cracks in the wood, I could see the slight ripples of water shaking, but because the light was really not enough, I couldn't see anything else. Just when I put my face close to the gap, I could really feel the smell of water wafting from the water.

As for this fishy smell, Ma Jian told me that it is because the living environment of freshwater fish, such as fish ponds and lakes, has more humus, which is very suitable for the growth of microorganisms. He also told me that studies have shown that some cyanobacteria and green algae organisms can produce substances with an earthy smell. The earthy smell enters the bloodstream of the fish through the gills, so sometimes when you eat fish, there will be an earthy smell.

So if you smell the water below, you can basically be sure that there are fish living in it, so at least the water is not poisonous. Otherwise, if you stay on the poisonous water, you will be more or less attacked by the poisonous gas that rises.

I sat in the hut, and the wood underneath it was very uneven, and I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles for a while, and I felt a little buttocks. It is estimated that those people must have lost consciousness, otherwise how could they sit so steadily.

I looked at the sky outside through the gap, and judging by the darkness, it was estimated that it should have been around two o'clock in the morning.

When I was outside the Valley of the Immortals, I had imagined what it would be like inside, but I never imagined that I would be trapped here when I came in.

So much happened in one night, and it seemed extraordinarily long.

There are still a few hours until dawn, and in those few hours, I don't know if anything will happen again. And I, do I have to wait in this wooden house any longer?

I sighed lightly, I really couldn't pay attention, and decided to keep it the same and hold on for a while.

I leaned against the wall of the cabin, trying to silence my heart. I know that I am alone at this moment, and if my mentality collapses again, I really can't save myself.

I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, my mind trying to think about what had happened after entering the Valley of the Immortals, and I had come to this point as if one

I couldn't get any news from Uncle Dian. Where the hell is he? Could it be among those who bow down to the immortal?

If so, then he should be in a cabin now, should I find a chance to find him?

These thoughts were spinning around in my head, but I never thought of an idea that would make me make up my mind.

But then, I felt my head start to heavi.

Although I kept telling myself that I must not sleep at this time, when that mountain of tiredness hit, the willpower of man seemed so insignificant.

I don't close my eyes for almost two days and two nights, but I have adjusted my physical state according to the method of pranayama. So at this time, the body is a little relaxed, and the tiredness will naturally come to you.

I thought to myself, I'm just taking a nap, even if I can sleep for ten minutes.

The mental relaxation made me fall asleep almost instantly.

I said I was asleep, but I felt my surroundings, so maybe it was that kind of pretentious sleep.

This state lasted for a while, with no real sleep for me and no sign of an end.

That's when I heard something unusual in my ears.

The sound seemed to come from under me, and I wanted to open my eyes to take a look, but my eyelids felt so heavy that I tried several times without success.

And the sound became clearer, and I could tell it to be the sound of water.

I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, it must have been the sound of fish or other aquatic animals swimming underwater.

But the sound of the water showed no sign of stopping, but it was getting louder and louder, and it felt like it was getting closer and closer to me.

This constant sound of water finally alerted me. If it was the sound of fish swimming, it might be gone. But the sound continued, and something must be wrong.

My eyelids were still heavy, and no matter how hard I tried, my eyelids were stuck and I couldn't open them at all.

I'm a little anxious, but in this kind of sleep, I feel that I can't help myself, and there is no way to solve it.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a pain in my right arm, as if I had been bitten by something.

It was this moment that made me open my eyes.

At the same time, I heard a voice: "I can sleep here, this heart is really big......

"Ah...... Who? ”

I was so frightened that I woke up from my sleep in an instant. The eyelids, which had seemed to be sticky, also opened.

I subconsciously looked to my left, and of the five people we came in, three of them were lying across from me, only one was lying on my left hand side, and his other side was next to the door.

I'd looked closely before, and the guy on my left was no different from the others. He was an old man, with gray hair, probably not shaved in a while, and his gray beard was disheveled and looked very sloppy.

He also kept leaning against the wall, his head hanging down, and he didn't make any movement. Presumably, he also came to this valley of immortality to seek eternal life.

I don't think he stabbed me, looking at him like that, that is, he still has a breath to look like a living person. If it wasn't him, who said it, and who stabbed me in the arm?

(End of chapter)

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