Whatever the truth of the matter, I know that I have made up my mind to go down this hole, and there is really no need to bother with words. It's good to figure out some things, at least you know that there is a strange phenomenon in the cave you want to go to, whether it is the hole in front of you or not, you can keep a bottom in your heart.

Since I decided to go down, I turned around and walked to the back of the car, lifted the trunk, and began to rummage through useful items. He asked hesitantly on the side: "Xiao Jiu, do you really want to go down with me?" I continued to collect my things without raising my head, took out the tent and other large devices, and then spoke: "Successively, when did you become a mother-in-law, can you stop talking so much nonsense?" ”

"Okay." One after another, he took the words decisively, imprinted it on my forehead, and explained: "Wait for me to explore the way ahead, your palace, if I make a warning, retreat immediately." "I thought about it, nodded and agreed, there is no need to fight for this, I have some ability to do some things, I am indeed inferior to him in reaction and fist and foot kung fu. The two of them put their things into a bag, brought enough dry food and water for three days, and carried them on their shoulders one after another.

He got into the black hole first, and waited a minute before he heard him shout inside: "Xiao Jiu, come in." I immediately bent down and went in, looking at the big hole in the outer entrance, which suddenly became smaller and smaller as I entered, and my body pressed against the sand walls on both sides. This is a unique landscape, where the sand and gravel can be made into stones, and fine particles slip off to the touch, but the walls are still hard and very icy.

Soon I arrived behind one after another, and he waited until I and then carefully admonished: "Keep up, don't fall behind." ”

The two of them crawled one after the other for nearly twenty minutes, and the sand and gravel on the ground became less and less behind them, and instead ice appeared. This means that the closer you are to the water source, even the dampness fills the air. With a spectrum in our hearts, we may encounter the newt we have seen before at any time, and it is likely that there is more than one.

Suddenly, I had to stop when I saw that the front was stopped one after another, but after waiting for a while, I couldn't see him advancing, so I couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

He replied, "There is no way." I was stunned, but by this time he had turned sideways and saw a wall of sand standing in front of him, and there was really no way out. But no, we saw the newt come in, and if this is a dead end, then where did it go? And the humidity in the air can't deceive people, and you can feel the tide even when you breathe.

"Let's go back and look for it, there must be something we have overlooked." Decisions have been made one after another.

The turnaround could only be me in front, and I heard him remind from behind: "Keep an eye on the top of your head and above the sides." His instincts proved to be right, and about thirty meters later, there was a gap on the top that would not have been noticeable unless he had been intentionally observed. I straightened up slightly to look inside, but I was pulled one after another, and he said, "I'm coming." ”

Without reluctance, he climbed forward for more than a meter to leave an empty seat. Barely able to squat up at a height, he tried to get through the gap, which was difficult to climb in due to his size. After unloading the bag, I finally got in, and soon heard his voice with surprise: "Xiao Jiu, it turns out that this is a mezzanine, and I can already see the exit not far away, I'll go over and take a look, and I'll call you again after a while." ”

When I answered, his feet retracted into it, and at first I could hear him crawling, and then I could not hear it far away. After waiting for a long time, there was no response, and he was very puzzled, didn't he just say that he saw the exit not far away? Does that not far place seem to be close, but in fact it is far away? I waited a little longer, but I didn't come back one after another, and then I couldn't help calling his name into the gap, but the voice went in, and I could hear my own echo, but I couldn't hear his answer.

My heart sank, and I didn't hesitate any longer, grabbed the bag on the ground, stuffed it in first, and then probed in little by little. My body is small, and it is not as difficult as it is to get in, and when I go in, I find such a small gap, but the space inside is not small, that is, the height is only enough for people to crawl forward. I took a flashlight and shone it forward, and as I said, there was an exit more than ten meters ahead. I became more and more puzzled, how could he not come back for a long time at this distance, did he encounter something?

Secretly pinched a bamboo pipe in his hand, hung the backpack on his arm, and crawled towards the place. After a while, I realized that something was wrong, the exit seemed to be kept more than ten meters away, and I had been climbing for three or four minutes, but I still hadn't reached it.

Stopping to analyze calmly, it is clear that he has encountered the same situation as me before, he is not a radical person, and he should turn back when he realizes that something is wrong. I turned around and began to crawl back. I clearly remember crawling in for about three or four minutes, and when I climbed back, I deliberately calculated the time, and by the fifth minute, I didn't see the gap when I came in. I stopped again and shone my flashlight on both sides, I had already observed it when I entered the cave just now, except for the exit that could be clearly seen in front of me, it was dark on the left and right, and the range of the flashlight could not reach the bottom line.

If the superstitious person must attribute this phenomenon to gods or ghosts, the encounter at this time is very similar to "ghosts hitting the wall" and the like, but as far as I know, "ghosts hitting the wall" is only a physical phenomenon, and it is the passive formation of people's limited vision.

At this time, the more anxious you are to find a way out, the farther away you will be, and I guess you should have deviated a little farther. In the case of an unknown crisis, it is best not to shout loudly, it is difficult to ensure that somewhere in this dark mezzanine space, some kind of fierce creature lurks, and the sound will only make you a target. I believe that this point has been thought of one after another, so I haven't heard him cry for help so far.

I turned off the flashlight, and since it was a visual problem, it was useless to ask for this light. It was as if I had returned to the night of that black bamboo ditch, and it was somewhere not far from me. I took a deep breath and crawled forward for a few seconds, and when I was a minute, I turned 90 degrees to the right and climbed for another minute, then turned on my flashlight and walked around, smiling knowingly.

It stands to reason that I used to climb along the exit, and then I turned back when I realized that something was wrong, and just went forward a minute to the right, so the exit should be on the left behind me. But this is not the case, the exit point is already directly on the left side of me, which means that the route that was first traveled by the flashlight light was affected by the light point, and thought that it was walking in a straight line, but in fact it was curved.

I turned off the flashlight, and this time I turned left and crawled 90 degrees, and I was still somewhat confident in my ability to identify directions in the dark, which was related to walking at night for a long time when I was a child, and blind walking to recognize direction has become a subconscious instinct.

After the same sixty seconds, I stopped, turned on the flashlight, and noticed a strange thing. The point that was supposed to be the exit directly ahead of me was actually off track again, and it deflected to the right side of my side at the moment. Turning off the flashlight, I meditated on the route and tried again, but the result was the same, the point always deviated from the positive line I had found.

I know it's not a ghost's work, there must be a principle that I haven't figured out yet. At this time, in the quiet space, any sound other than one's own breathing can be detected at the first time. At the upper right sixty-degree angle, there is a second breath.

I instinctively turned off the flashlight, and I didn't shout recklessly, first I blew a whistle in my mouth, but any creature other than a human will feel it when they hear my whistle, which is equivalent to asking for directions. I didn't hear any response from any suspicious animal, so I chose to take the risk and crawl over, and after ruling out the possibility that it was an animal hiding in the shadows, I could think of it one after another.

But listening to the sound of this breathing is shallow, almost no, or I hear that there is a movement in this place, and in the case of unknown movements, try to hide my breath as much as possible; Either something had happened that caused him to fall into a weak and comatose passout. It stands to reason that I should have made a sound out loud at this time, but my intuition tells me that it is not appropriate to speak in this environment. Because if the former is fine, I can communicate with him when I climb to the front and back, but if it is the latter, it means that there is a danger in this place that cannot be seen.

As his mind turned, he got closer and closer to the sound of breathing, and his heart trembled when his hand suddenly touched something, it was a person's foot, and he blurted out: "Is it one after another?" "The vocal cords are suppressed, and the sound is only in the voice, so close enough that the other party can hear it. I didn't get a response, my heart was a little sunk, I no longer had scruples after confirming that it was a person, turned on the flashlight, and followed the foot a little bit upward, and when it hit my face, I was stunned, not one after another!

In this mezzanine, there is actually a third person! This is something I never thought about. I took a careful picture of this person with a flashlight, it was a man about thirty years old, his face was quite handsome, with a little elegance, his eyes were closed, his chest did not rise and fell much, his breathing was very weak, and it seemed that he had indeed fainted.

How could anyone be here? Did you stumble into the hole we came down from? This answer even feels far-fetched to me, and I will continue to drill that hole only after preserving the purpose, and generally as long as the person is in a normal sense, most of them will not. Even if you dodge last night's strong wind, you only need to go to the mouth of the hole, you don't need to drill so deep, and you still need to run into this mezzanine.

So, this person must be from a path that is not on the same path as us. My mind turned to the point of the exit again, and when I went to observe, the position was directly ahead again. I felt the liquid rolling down my forehead, and I raised my hand to brush it away, and suddenly stopped. Although I was crawling in a thick coat, it was a little hot, but I was slightly sweaty on my back, and it was impossible for my forehead to sweat, so this liquid ...... Raised his hand and touched the top above, one hand was wet, and he found that the waterproof jacket on his body was also wet.

I stared at the exit, turned the flashlight on and off, and slowly understood the ins and outs of the strange phenomenon.