Boss high, boss high! ”

Zhang Liang suddenly shuddered, trembling and pointing to a tree, "Blood, eyes are bleeding!" ”

"Don't look!"

The old man didn't raise his head, squeezed out two words from between his teeth, waved his hand, and ordered: "Don't look at it!" ”

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

It was too late, and some of the villagers had already collapsed, howling and running around.

"Don't move!"

Lao Gao jumped straight to his feet, but it didn't have much effect, except for the five or six villagers in front of him, the rest were panicked.

I watched all this with cold eyes, and I didn't stop it, and I couldn't stop it.

"Eyes, don't you want eyes, I'll give them to you!"

Suddenly. One of the villagers clasped his hands into his eye sockets, gouged them out, and threw them into the sky.

With the first, there was the second, and soon, one after another, the villagers clasped their hands into their eye sockets. Gouge out your own eyes.

"Don't, don't!"

Zhang Liang shook his head in panic, his face pale.

"It's you, it's all you, if it weren't for you, we would still be in the village. Life will be good! ”

The next moment, Zhang Liang suddenly set his eyes on me and rushed towards me.

I took a sideways step, grabbed Zhang Liang's arm and shrugged him violently, slammed him to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Without me, you would also die, where do you think the four villagers who are taken away every year have gone, they are all here!" ”

I said, pointing to the bloodshot eyes on the tree.

"It's you, it's all you!"

Zhang Liang struggled, falling into a kind of madness, and my words didn't work.

"Smack!"

At this moment, Lao Gao suddenly squatted down, slapped Zhang Liang, grabbed him by the collar, picked him up, and scolded: "Wake up, what is going on in the mountains, we all know!" ”

Zhang Liang looked at Lao Gao in a daze, no longer struggling.

Lao Gao snorted coldly, let go of Zhang Liang, and ordered: "Enter the mountain and continue to walk inside!" ”

A few villagers who were still calm hummed and followed Lao Gao inside.

As for me, Lao Gao didn't care at all, he seemed to have expected what would happen!

Lao Gao's goal is very clear, that is the cave, and so are the villagers who follow him.

I followed them, looking at them thoughtfully, maybe the eyes on the trees, and the human heads in the cave, they didn't see it for the first time.

My appearance only provided an opportunity for Lao Gao, or rather, provided him with enough cannon fodder.

I had met the five villagers who were with him, and the next morning I arrived, they were the same people who gathered in front of the van.

There are as many as ten villagers who have followed up together, and there are as many as ten crazy and stupid ones, and as we continue to go deeper, there are still villagers who are going crazy.

It was through this cover that we were able to move quickly and unaffected, as I expected, and the villagers were cannon fodder.

Soon, we came to the mouth of the cave.

"Ignition!"

Lao Gao calmly gave an order, and some villagers took out the simple torches that had been made a long time ago, lit the fire, and entered the cave in turn.

At this point, there were only 10 people left in the original team of more than 20 people plus me.

I'm still a cold watcher. I don't know what's going on in the cave, and no one will listen to it, so it's not appropriate to say anything at this time.

Zhang Liang was a little crazy at this time, although he didn't make trouble, but he kept muttering something, I was behind him, and I listened to a lot of useful information.

At that time, Lao Gao was the deputy leader of one of the groups, and the tomb was dug through, and it was Lao Gao who came back to report the good news.

It's a pity that the happy event soon turned into a funeral, and there was a change that night, the fog hit, and the people in the mountain did not come out alive.

After a series of changes, Lao Gao was involved in it, and it can be said that there is no better understanding of the situation in the tomb than Lao Gao.

The firelight lit up, and the head on the top of the cave could be seen more clearly, and the old man hit his head without being affected in the slightest. Head deeper into the cave.

I dragged last, and as I passed the fox head, I glanced up.

Coincidentally, the fox head also looked at me at the same time, revealing a strange smile, and a shrill voice sounded at the same time: "You will come back to me!" ”

I ignored him. After retracting his gaze, he followed the group and continued to walk inside.

After more than twenty meters of initial flatness, the road ahead began to slope downward, and the space became narrow.

The original passage, which could be paralleled by three people without appearing crowded, is now barely able to parallel two people, and the more inward. The more the channel is tilted, the more severe.

I made a rough estimate that it was at least twenty meters underground, and the passage was still going downward.

At the entrance of the cave, it is obvious that it was done by the people of the village, and even digging marks can be seen on the cave wall. But at this depth, everything around me tells me that this is not a project that the villagers can do.

The walls of the cave are getting smoother and smoother, and you can see that the marks of polishing are obvious, and it has been walking underground for so long. The ventilation was good.

The speed of the team began to slow down at this time, Zhang Liang's condition was better, he no longer muttered about those past things, and his body returned to normal, no longer trembling, just touching the cave wall from time to time. It's like reminiscing about something!

After walking more than 30 meters, the road ahead became smoother, the wind seemed to be stronger, and I even heard the rumbling of the river.

"It's here, it's almost there!" Zhang Liang muttered again at this time.

I narrowed my eyes and silently calculated the altitude and distance. I'm now about 40 meters underground, and this amount of work is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

After walking nearly thirty meters along the straight channel, the wind suddenly increased, and the sound of the river became clearer, and we came out.

Look at the space in front of you. I was a little distracted.

The strange rocks overhead, the uneven ground under the feet, and a dark river about three meters wide that cannot be seen clearly, the whole mountain is empty.

After entering here, Lao Gao just paused. After a little discernment of the direction, he continued to walk inside.

As I guessed, he was here.

The ground was not flat, and there was a strange feeling when I stepped on my feet, so I looked down and reached out to touch it, only to find that the ground was covered with skulls.

It may be that it has been buried in the ground for too long, or it may be that it has not seen sunlight for a long time, and the color of the skull is about the same as the cave wall, if you don't look closely. It's hard to spot.

The procession stopped at this time, and it could be seen by the torches, and Lao Gao and the people paused in front of a tomb door, not knowing what they were thinking!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I began to look around me.

The space is not very large, somewhat similar to an indoor basketball court. The left and right sides are about 20 meters wide, and the highest part of the craggy strange rock above the head is more than five meters high, and the lowest part can be reached by reaching out.

That dark river is located in the middle part, and the sides of the river are smooth and neat. The traces of artificial excavation are obvious.

I squatted down and tried to scoop up a handful of river water, and a biting coldness invaded instantly, and I shivered with stimulation, and my spine was crisp, and my hairs stood up.

Meanwhile. The deep water of the river suddenly became transparent, and the river was full of soaked white skulls.

One skull after another is stacked together, forming a skull road, which makes people feel cold in their hearts, and the pitch-black eye sockets have an inexplicable suction, as if they want to suck my soul in, and I was a little fascinated for a while.

"Don't touch the river!"

At this moment, Lao Gao scolded.

I shuddered, and when I came to my senses, the river was still deep, and I couldn't see it all at a glance, and everything just now seemed to be an illusion.

"Thank you!"

I stood up and said earnestly.

If it weren't for Lao Gao, I might have been done just now.

Lao Gao didn't say anything, and put his eyes on the tomb door in front of him.

I thought about it and walked over.

There are two doors to the tomb, one on the left. One is on the right, separated by the water of the river.

Lao Gao was faced with the road on the left, he hesitated, and never dared to make a move.

"Lao Gao, it's all here, do we still have a way out?"

It was Zhang Liang who spoke. His voice was a little hollow, more of a desperation.

"yes, we have no way back!"

Old Gao muttered, took a step forward, put his hand on a raised stone, and twisted it hard.

With a rumbling sound, the tomb door slowly opened.

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