The thin bamboo pole had a verbal and gestural conversation with the ghost, but he was confused, but in the end he understood something, it seemed that we were going to withdraw, and we had to get out of the big crack, and as for the ghost tomb, it was no longer there, and we had to pass through the place of the ogre vine, which scared me a lot, because from the ghost's gesture, we almost understood that the blood seemed to be able to restrain the corpse turtle, not the ogre vine. Going out of a waterhole or walking through a cave where the ghostface disappeared, the ghosts shook their heads vigorously, and seemed very dangerous.

We couldn't do it, and after resting for two hours, I almost leaned against the stone platform and fell asleep, and so did the thin bamboo pole, and we didn't worry about any foreign object attacking, and the ghost followed, and gave me a very sad sense of security, and I believed him in my heart. When we woke up, we were all hungry and growling, but fortunately there seemed to be nothing wrong with the water quality of the underground pool, at least the ghost didn't stop us, although we drank the water, we were even hungrier, but we were hungry and thirsty, and finally replenished some water.

After a sleep, the strength recovered a little, we checked the weapons, the submachine gun bullets were less than ten, the pistols were five or six, and two grenades, depending on the situation, we are afraid that we are really going to start hand-to-hand combat with the ghost-faced man, the most worrying thing is the torch made of corpse oil, although it has been burned, but we have slept for two or three hours, one of the torches has been extinguished, this torch that is still burning, at most it can only last more than an hour, we must set off immediately, otherwise, find a way in the dark, there is only a dead end.

According to the ghost's understanding of this ghost mountain, it seems that we can only take the path of the Great Rift and deal with the man-eating ghost vine.

I carried my father on my back, a thin bamboo pole and a backpack, a torch, a pistol, and explored the way in front of me, squeezing into the big crack, my father and I were in the middle, and the ghost was already behind the temple, I don't know why he liked to walk behind at this time? Is it because of the ghost-faced man? But how do I feel that this ghost is not like a real ghost, his movements are the same as people, he walks down-to-earth, except that he has no shadow and the ability to speak, he is no different from ordinary people, and I feel a little uneasy about what happened to this ghost?

The thin bamboo pole walked in the big crack, walked carefully and carefully, we soon found that the thief hole was gone, we almost walked not far from the rumbling sound of the generator, and did not find the thief hole, is that the thief hole also a ghost hole, it is because of this ghost, we were able to escape, we can't figure it out, but soon there is no time for us to think about it, the torch shines on the big crack, and soon it comes to an end, we seem to have reached an underground cave again, and guess from the rumbling echo, This underground cavern is unimaginably large.

With the torches, the ogre vines were confused, but when we walked out of this big crack, there was a cliff, but we saw what was going on around us, and we almost sat down on the ground in fright.

At the bottom of the cliff was a huge cave, and at the bottom there was a huge ghost vine tree, black and dreary, coiled as high as seven or eight stories high.

This ghost tree, without branches and leaves, was all those extremely aggressive ghost vines, densely packed, as if there were thousands of them, coiling around anything that could be coiled in the cave, and some of them were hanging down to the ground like wicker.

And this ghost vine tree seems to be entangled with a lot of corpses, most of them are air-dried, wrapped into twisted flowers, it seems that the time has been a long time, we know that this man-eating ghost tree is probably not raised by the ghost-faced man, but itself grows here, he just got the corpse, for this cannibal ghost tree to survive.

The light of the torch is limited, we only see the side of the ogre tree, but it is already so scared that we almost urinate, I don't know how many corpses are hanging on the whole tree, and the blood on our bodies can't deal with the ogre vine, do we want to use the torch made of corpse oil to deal with the ogre vine, we are a little unconvinced whether it is effective, if it is like encountering the situation of the green-haired corpse, the flame becomes green and faint, and there is no temperature, it will only provoke ghosts, then we are completely finished.

The thin bamboo pole scolded angrily and said to the ghost: "This is the way out you said, this is a dead end!" Do you want us to die, or what? ”

I don't think we should get angry at this time, or think about how to get around this ogre tree and find the exit, is the most important thing, so I looked at the ghost, the ghost pointed to the bottom of the cave, we all looked at this cliff, it was seven or eight meters high from the bottom, there was only one torch in our hands, and I didn't know if we could guard against the ogre vine, and the ghost thing was extremely sensitive to sound, and if we didn't pay attention to it, we might have to suffer, but the ghost reassured us, it seemed that he could deal with the ogre vine, Only then did we realize that although some of the ghost vines were indeed squirming around us, they did not come close to our three-meter range, which reassured us a little.

The thin bamboo pole went to see the cliff, fortunately it was not a smooth rock wall, there were many stone protrusions, he actually wanted to go down first, so I stopped him and said: "Lao Tzu has no strength now, you carry my father down first, otherwise, when the time comes, I accidentally fall my father to death, and it will be completely finished!" ”

The thin bamboo pole said: "We are defenseless, how can we go down, do we have to hold him and climb the rock with one hand, Lao Tzu doesn't have that ability!" It's better to figure it out for yourself! ”

I saw the backpack on the thin bamboo pole and said, "I just saw that when you turned over that backpack, didn't you have a nylon rope?" ”

When the thin bamboo pole heard this, he scolded, 'I'll go!' He said, "I saw that the nylon rope was rotten and brittle, so I threw it away!" ”

I yelled angrily: "Do you have brains, we are in danger, anything, it can come in handy, why can't you use your brains!" ”

The thin bamboo pole said, "Why don't we go back and look for it again?" ”

But the ghost shook his head, let us not go, and pointed to the big crack It seemed that it was very dangerous, and we had to give up, but I must not leave my father alone, so I looked at the backpack and said, "You tear this backpack, make a rope, and help my father go down!" ”

The thin bamboo pole's face is white, but this is no longer a way, so I have to pour out those spiral steel pipes and other things, and I can see that the thin bamboo poles care about the spiral steel pipes, and I later learned that this is the dragon pipe, which can detect the soil age in the formation to determine whether there is an ancient tomb below, and even the elites in the industry can analyze what age the tomb is from the texture of the soil.