Early the next morning, everyone set off into the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain. A group of six people, Hua Bo, Shunzi, Da Zhuang, Zhiguang, Zhijing and me. Everyone changed into coarse cloth shorts and leggings, neatly up and down, with swords on their bodies, and brought all the things they needed, and of course, the most important thing was two ginger sacs on each person.

Da Zhuang and Shunzi still have a strong ginger flavor, except for me, others still drink two sips of them secretly.

Hui Zhen sent us far away, and told us to be cautious, and everyone agreed one by one.

Hua Bo also told the old monk Huizhen that he had to give ginger juice to the patient every day, and at present, if the cause was not found, he could only use this method to stabilize Zhiping's condition first. When we find the answer from the Mountain of Ten Thousand Corpses, we will come back and heal.

When I entered the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain, it was already past noon......

To be precise, no one knows exactly when they entered the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain, just walking, unconsciously feeling the miasma permeating, and getting heavier and heavier, Zhijing told us that this is considered entering the mountain.

I realized that I couldn't see far in the fog in front of me. After walking a little further, the smoke miasma became thicker, and it should be a forest, but there were no trees to be seen at all, and even if you stood under the tree and looked up, the canopy of the trees two feet away could no longer be seen clearly. In early summer, the weather is supposed to be scorching hot, but here it is the opposite, with windy winds and chills.

Walking further in, I only felt that the road under my feet was getting softer and softer, and the Mountain of Ten Thousand Corpses made me think that there were corpses under my feet, which was too terrifying. If you look closely at the ground, all you can see is some dead branches and soft ground.

Suddenly, I saw a blood-red eye staring at me under the dead branch under my feet, I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and took two quick steps to go around, but the eye only flashed, and I stared at the ground for a long time, and there was nothing. When I raised my head, I was so frightened that my hairs stood on end, but I didn't expect to lose the team after just one glance at the ground! There are still people around! I'm the only one left in this eerie and terrifying smoke miasma forest, it's over, but how is it good, it's really unlucky, I'm afraid I'm really going to be killed by the unjust soul in this mountain.

At the moment, he turned his heart sideways and pulled out his short sword, even if he was an unjust ghost, he had to fight with him, and wanted to shout a few times to hit himself, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was as if his throat was stuck by something, so he could only swing his sword forward twice.

"Le Yang, Yang Zi!! Yangzi! At this time, I suddenly heard someone faintly calling my name, and I heard the old man say that you must not agree when the ghost calls your name, otherwise the soul will be sucked away instantly. I didn't dare to make a sound at the moment, so I had to keep changing things.

Suddenly, I heard a few more shouts, which seemed to be clearer, "Brother Yang Zi!" "It doesn't seem to be a ghost, but a son, and I was overjoyed and touched the voice. The miasma of mist here is too big, in fact, they are only a few feet away from me.

But when I saw them, I saw that they had all fallen into a layer of dead branches, and they were already waistless, and they were sinking deeper and deeper, and I immediately remembered the eye I had just seen, and it seemed that there were indeed ghosts under the dead branches, and they would all have to be dragged down by that thing if they didn't think of anything.

I hurriedly rushed up to pull them, "Don't move, Yangzi, don't come here, it's a swamp down here......" Da Zhuang shouted at me, but it was too late, I felt that my feet were weak, and my body sank downward, and the harder I worked, the more I sank down.

"Don't move, the faster you move, lean as far as you can, and spread your arms out." Warber shouted at me.

I hurriedly did so, only blaming myself for being inexperienced and reckless, I had never experienced this before, how did I know that it would be so dangerous, would we all have to die here?

Seeing that everyone was already sinking into their chests, Da Zhuang's face was flushed, and he took a sharp breath and shouted at me: "Chain, chain"

My head suddenly lit up, and I hurriedly took off the hundred refining ropes, threw the talons out of the hook on the trunk of the tree, and threw the chains to the people, and Junko shouted, "Grab the chains!" Although he shouted with all his strength, his voice seemed weak.

If the mud does not reach the chest, it will squeeze until the person can't breathe, and the eyes will be red or black, and even lose consciousness, and it is already difficult to scream, everyone quickly grabbed the chain and slowly borrowed strength, stretched their bodies as much as possible, moved up from the mud, and after a long time, when they were all covered in mud and struggled up, they collapsed on the ground one by one, inhaling in big gulps.

After a while, Da Zhuang scolded and said: "What kind of hell is this place, it's really fucking evil, Lao Tzu has traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers, I haven't seen any danger, I almost planted it here today, we can't drag it out." ”

I asked him, "Why did you disappear in the blink of an eye, and you all rushed into the mire?" ”

"Phew, you still have the face to say, we found that you were missing as we walked, and we all thought that you were walking fast and rushed ahead, for fear that you would make a mistake, so we ran forward to chase you, who knew that we rushed into the quagmire." Da Zhuang was a little angry.

When I asked them if they had seen any eyes under their feet, they all shook their heads, but even I thought it was impossible.

But no matter what, this life and death made everyone know in their hearts that this place must be extremely dangerous. So, Hua Bo took out a long rope, connected everyone together, lined up into a long snake, and Zhiguang took the lead to move forward.

This time, everyone seemed to be extra cautious, constantly looking at the road under their feet, for fear that there would be some traps on the ground. In this way, after walking for more than an hour, suddenly, Hua Bo said: "It's not good, we're afraid that we will meet a ghost hitting the wall, this is still the place just now." ”

This thing sounds really bizarre, but if you look closely, yes, it is the place where everyone climbed up from the mire just now, and the marks of the eagle's talon on the branches are still clearly visible. At this time, suddenly a gust of wind swept by, mixed with whimpering and complaining cries, and everyone heard it clearly, which made people's hearts tremble.

After all, Da Zhuang has followed Hua Bo up the mountain to collect medicine since he was a child, and he has a lot of experience in the wild, although he is also very afraid, but he still comforts everyone: "Big, don't panic, there is no road here, the miasma is big, it is difficult to distinguish the direction, and it is normal to meet ghosts hitting the wall." ”

"Where did the ghost hit the wall in broad daylight?" Junko retorts while pulling the bow and arrows, whooshing! Several arrows were fired in the direction of the incoming sound, but the carved arrows instantly sank into the miasma, and there was no response.

I also thought it was a bit strange for the ghost to hit the wall in the middle of the day, so I told everyone about seeing the eyes in the dead branches under my feet.

Of course, there are some details that I can't even tell, and if there is a demon hiding underground, then I shouldn't see just a pair of red eyes. In the end, Warber said that it should be just that I was too nervous and had visual illusions, and that this "ghost hitting the wall" should just be too big a miasma, and the range of our eyes is too small, and we will inevitably be trapped in one place in circles. And let everyone rest in place and relax the tension.

So they gathered around the tree to rest, and drank some water and ate some dry food. Da Zhuang gave each of us a piece of dried mutton, of course, Zhiguang and Zhijing would definitely not ask for it.

As I ate, I was thinking about how to get out of this forest, the miasma here was too great to distinguish between the east, south, and northwest, and it would be dangerous to walk around.

Zhiguang said that the smoke miasma would dissipate after nightfall, but at night, I was afraid that it would be so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, maybe the situation would be worse, and everyone had no idea for a while.

When I was at a loss, suddenly, a large drop of liquid dripped from the tree and smashed on Huabo's sleeve, no one else noticed, but I saw it really beside Huabo, so I dipped my finger in it, and it felt slimy and a little fishy.

I immediately looked up, but I didn't look at it, and I almost fainted from it. On the trunk of the tree, which was just over a foot above his head, appeared a huge human face, more than twice the size of an ordinary person's face, covered with white hair, with a flat nose and extremely ugly, and his red eyes were exactly the same as those I had seen under the dead branches, staring at the uneaten half of the dried mutton in Hua Bo's hand, with its mouth wide open, revealing its terrifying fangs, and it was its saliva that had just dripped down, and this thing hung upside down on the trunk, and I saw its face and body still hidden in the miasma.

I said to Hua Bo in a trembling voice, "Quick... Throw the meat away from your hands, as far away as possible! ”

Hua Bo was stunned for a moment, and then he also discovered this uninvited guest, and quickly threw the meat out of his hand.

At the same time, a white shadow flew out, and before its body touched the ground, it shrank into a ball, as if it had made a move to roll on the spot, picked up the piece of mutton and swallowed it in one bite, without even chewing it. Then he turned his head and slowly stood up, this beast was a head taller than me, with white hair, and only then did he see clearly that it was a big white ape, looking at its lump, it would cost three or four hundred pounds to say the least, but its movements were very agile.

Da Zhuang thought that it had hurt Hua Bo, so he cursed, pulled out his dagger and threw it at the white-haired ape. The white-haired ape did not dodge or dodge, but caught the dagger stiffly, such a risky trick even a person who has kung fu does not dare to try it easily, how can a beast really reach out like this.

The white-haired ape snatched the dagger, became more and more angry, and roared at us, and the sound was like a woman's mournful howl, which was extremely uncomfortable. Then, it leapt to its feet, soaring more than two feet into the air, and swooped down on the crowd with its dagger.

The incident happened suddenly, everyone was defenseless, who would have thought that this beast would dare to break out when he saw so many people, and in a hurry, I could only throw out the hundred refining ropes in my hand, I had never practiced this kind of weapon before, but after all, the person who practiced martial arts still had a few points in his hand, and the distance was too close, even though the white-haired ape was agile and agile, but in mid-air, there was still nowhere to dodge, and it was hooked by my eagle claw on his left leg.