The waterway is wide, and it is enough for three people to walk side by side. There are no shore roads on the left and right, and the height of the space is also getting shorter, so it's okay that I'm not tall, but I have to bend over slightly to walk for this tall body one after another.

Although the madman is not taller, he is not short, but his mind is on the flower spider, so it is inevitable to hit the top. After a few knocks, he finally got angry, "What the hell is this, it's so short." ”

One after another, he said angrily: "Are you wood?" I won't bow my head. The madman didn't know who he was fighting against, and said hatefully, "No! The result of the brutality was that no one paid attention to him, and then the banging of gongs and drums continued until ......

"Ouch!" The madman's cries of pain came at the same time as the sound of gravel splashing into the water, and I and I both looked at him with amazement, isn't this a head-bump to practice the iron head skill, even the stones can be crushed? One after another, he stepped forward and pulled away the madman's hand covering his forehead, and shone it with a light, except for a bruise, there was still some broken skin, but there was no blood.

I turned my eyes away to look at the stone layer that had been smashed by the madman, because the madman walked on the very edge, it was impossible for the rocks to be arranged regularly, and it was normal for the rocks to be raised from time to time. But seeing that the madman hit this place is a little strange, the limestone is a little white, I walked over and raised my hand to touch it, there is obviously stone powder on the surface, two fingers pinched, very easily pinched off a piece of gravel.

He turned his head one after another to see it, and teased with a smile: "Yo, Xiao Jiu, have you learned the magic power of snapping your fingers or something, and you can crush all the stones with your hands." When the madman who was humming and chirping heard this, he immediately leaned over and looked at me with adoration: "Really? What kind of kung fu is it, teach me. ”

Sincerely speechless to this person, how can he believe anything he says casually one after another? "Don't make a fuss, come and take a look, there seems to be something wrong with this stone layer." Collecting his playful heart one after another, Spotlight took a closer look at the place, and then raised his hand to caress the rock formations elsewhere, and found that it was the same, and the debris flew down, only to hear the whisper one after another: "Corrosion." ”

Corrode. This is exactly the possibility that I have in mind, the rock layer is originally a hard thing, and the mountains and rivers are one, and it is impossible to say that the rock layer is gray because of the moisture moisture, and the formation of this kind of pinching and crushing situation can only be the presence of corrosion in the air. My heart was suddenly heavy, and I really wanted to do something, I was afraid that there was something wrong with the misty fog in front of me.

If the fog is poisonous, then none of the three of us have gas masks at the moment, and it is useless to cover our faces with wet clothes. At this time, I didn't feel that there was anything abnormal, it didn't mean that it would be fine, so I frowned and proposed: "Retreat, there is something wrong with this white mist." ”

But one after another, he said: "It may not be the cause of the fog, you see that the madman in front of him has been hitting his head, but it has not produced the current situation." If there is some kind of special magazine in the fog, and the air is circulating, it is impossible to have an anomaly in this area alone. Xiao Jiu, I know you think these white fogs are fog barriers, but do you know how fog barriers are formed? ”

I haven't studied this in detail, but I know that fog barriers are harmful to the human body, ranging from coma to death.

The madman who caused the incident on the side was unwilling to be ignored by us, so he grabbed the gap and interjected: "Little Liu, I know this, I have encountered it twice before when I went to the forest to explore the Book of Heaven, and once I walked through the fog barrier area and my legs became weak, and I lay on the ground and slept for two days and two nights before recovering. Do you remember, I hung up the phone for you. Later, when I met again, I knew how to take a detour. ”

He stared at him coldly one after another, and said in an unkind tone: "Can you go to that kind of place less in the future?" I told you that there is no book in it. ”

The madman rolled his eyes at him, "Say you don't have knowledge and don't admit it, do you know what natural selection is?" The most aura place between heaven and earth, nothing more than mountains, rivers and forests, the first two are still dead, only the forest is alive, all living beings gather the essence of heaven and earth, and the book of heaven is naturally the most likely to appear there, so you see I basically don't run to mountains and caves, although there is aura, less life, and even more will bring death popularity. ”

"What do mountains and caves have to do with the dead?" I couldn't help but ask questions.

When the madman saw that I opened his mouth, his attitude turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and he grinned at me with a very "gentle" smile, "Xiao Jiu, think about it, after death, people are either buried in the ground or buried on the mountain, isn't it the popularity of death." ”

Well, count me as talkative, according to his theory, all of those many spiritual mountains and spiritual caves have become ominous places.

Afraid that the madman would have amazing words, he hurriedly changed the topic and asked one after another: "Tell me, how is the fog barrier formed?" "He squinted his eyes slightly before he spoke;" Forest fog barriers, most of them are due to climate change, leaves fall to the ground, year after year, layer after layer, the bottom layer begins to rot, plus some dead insects and animals, together with the effect, forming a pollution source slowly accumulates into the air, thus becoming a fog barrier. ”

"But this doesn't negate that these white fogs in the cave are not fog barriers." I made a counter-argument.

He raised his hand and nodded on my forehead, and pointed me back slightly, "What's the hurry?" I'm not done yet. Just said the forest, back to the ancient cave in front of us, do you want to say that it is so dark as in a sewer, the water is not clear enough, maybe a lot of aquatic creatures have died, which will cause the later decay to form a fog barrier, right? ”

Knowing that he still had something to say behind him, he deliberately threw the lead out to me, so I didn't go to be fooled and didn't pick up his stubble.

He pulled down the clothes covering his mouth and nose one after another, hooked his lips and smiled, "Think about what's in this water?" It is impossible for the source of the cave to survive for hundreds of years or to reproduce to this day in a ditch where the source of pollution exists. With that alone, I'm sure the white mist is harmless. ”

This statement is reasonable, if the white mist is poisonous, then wouldn't the cave source have long been extinct, but will the cave source be immune to this gas?

As soon as my mind crossed, I suddenly heard the sound of an electric drill overhead, and when I looked up, I found that I had been drilling into the rock formation with an electric drill pen one after another. He said; "If you want to decipher whether it is caused by this white fog, you just need to dig through it to find out."

Because the rock formation itself is brittle, it is very easy to drill with an electric drill, but the lime powder is not good, and I don't know where the yin wind comes from. He was so annoyed that he opened his mouth to say something, but a handful of ash drifted into his mouth, choking him and coughing repeatedly, but he listened to what he was still grunting in his mouth.

I listened carefully, thought about that sentence again and again, and then understood the meaning, he said: Xiaoliu, you murdered me.

After drilling a few holes in succession, I let me shine a flashlight inward, and it didn't seem to be chiseled. Think about it, this is the top of the cave, and his electric drill pen is only about 20 centimeters long, if it can be chiseled, the layer is too thin. But apparently he didn't want to do that, and after he had chiseled the hole wider, he put his fingers inside, and formed five fingers into claws, and grabbed a large piece with a single force.

It is strange that inside the limestone is a white rock formation, with several holes in it, which have been drilled one after another. The madman squeezed over after spitting out the ashes in his mouth, with an excited face: "Look at me." Xuexue also put his fingers into the hole one after another, and tried to pick off a piece as well, but he exerted force, but did not move, and tried harder, but there was still no movement, he was not reconciled, and grabbed his wrist with the other hand, and grabbed it with the weight of his whole body.

The result is...... Instead of grabbing a piece as one after another, the lime powder pounced on his face again, and then the madman cried: "I can't hold it out of my hand." This picture is so joyful, I couldn't help laughing, the madman complained: "Xiao Jiu, don't take you to laugh at people." ”

I couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Why can't you take it out?" Now that your fingers can get in, you can pull them back. ”

"It's stuck inside, I just bent my fingers and tried to exert force, but now I can't straighten it up or pull it out."

successively threw words on the side: "Forget it, I have a knife here, I can help you." ”

The madman's face changed drastically, and he shook his head again and again, "No, no, I'm quite satisfied with the dexterity of my hand, and I don't want to part with it for the time being." He snorted coldly one after another, "It's just too flexible, so I will be idle and panic to grab performance, and I deserve it." When he raised his hand to put the electric drill pen closer, the madman shouted: "Little Liu, don't, your drill will drill through my fingers, I was wrong to help Lao Liang tie you up before, but you can't do it to me." ”

I looked at it and felt worried, this was too risky, I was about to open my mouth to persuade it, but the grinding lime flew, and there were already movements one after another, but I didn't dare to speak out anymore, for fear that he would be distracted and really break the madman's finger.

The sound of the electric drill was accompanied by the ghost crying wolf howl of the madman, and I was very panicked when I heard it, but after seeing the madman's gray face, although his expression was painful, there were no tears, and there was no blood staining in the position of the electric drill. Looking at it one after another, his expression was solemn and focused, completely unaffected by the "noise", after drilling one hole and changing the other side, the madman's voice was also hoarse, but I saw his fingers slowly revealed.

When they stopped, the madman was still crying with his eyes closed, shouting "It's broken, it's going to die this time", over and over again. wiped the thin sweat on his forehead one after another, slapped the back of the maniac's head with his hand, and roared unbearably: "Cry, open your eyes and see." ”

I couldn't bear to look at it directly, and the white rock layer was dropped layer by layer after being drilled one after another, and at this time, the madman's hand was completely unbound, and he simply vacated his hand and stuck it on the top floor.

After the madman was yelled at, he finally stopped crying, first squinted one eye and looked at it, and opened it with a different eye that was not quite sure. This can make one after another angry, and he drew the knife directly from his waist, and the bright knife surface was attached to the maniac's wrist, and he threatened gloomily: "If you don't retract your ghost claws, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will chop it up immediately." ”

The long knife slashed at the stone, and the madman's hand was withdrawn in seconds.

The madman turned his hand over and over again and looked at it, eager to count all the hairs on it, and then said with emotion: "Fortunately, right-hand brother, we don't have to separate families." ”