I stood there and watched Wang Jingang go up the rope, surprisingly calm in my heart, as if I was not worried at all, as if I knew in my heart that he would be able to do it. I don't know when I started to trust Wang Jingang's abilities so much, or maybe it wasn't because of trust, but because of dependence. Because you can't do it yourself, you have to rely on people who can do it.

After a few minutes, Wang Jingang climbed to a height of more than 50 meters above the ground. At this rate, it would not take him ten minutes to climb to the cliff coffin. The thin monkey ran to me and watched Wang Jingang with me, all we can do now is to look below, and we can't help at all.

"Brother prostitute, brother prostitute is out." The thin monkey shouted as he pointed to the coffin on the cliff.

I immediately shifted my eyes from Wang Jingang, and saw that the upper body of the old prostitute was exposed outside the coffin, he should be standing in the cliff coffin, otherwise the upper body would not be exposed, it seemed that he did not hang colors, and it did not look like he was in danger.

I can't see exactly what the old prostitute is now, but it must be very helpless, because he has been looking around for a rope. When he saw Wang Jingang climbing up the rope, he stopped paying attention to the rope and made a motion to me with his hands stretched upward. Unfortunately, I didn't understand what he meant, and he didn't do it again.

After the old prostitute finished the action, he plunged into the cliff coffin again, but this time he was very fast, and he stood up again in less than two seconds, and also took out something from it and put it on the cliff coffin.

Because of the distance, I couldn't see what he had taken out at all, but I could only see the general appearance, which looked very much like what was on the original cliff coffin.

After looking at it for a while, I realized that it was supposed to be a package, because the old prostitute's movements seemed to be rummaging through it. I don't know what he found in it, so he took it in his hand and looked at it for a while, until Wang Jingang went up to the cliff coffin, he put away the things he was looking at, and then stretched out his hands to pull Wang Jingang, who was swinging the rope.

I thought that no matter what the old prostitute found, he would come down as soon as Wang Jingang went up. But unexpectedly, not only did they not come down, but they also entered the cliff coffin together and disappeared for several minutes.

I can't imagine what two big men would do in a coffin. Damn, that's just going against the grain. Well, maybe my idea is too dirty. However, I still firmly believe that prostitutes like women.

A few minutes later, the two of them emerged from the coffin one after another, as if they were still discussing something. In addition to the conversation between them, the old prostitute was still rummaging through the package and taking out the contents of it, and it seemed that the old prostitute was writing something, and she had written a lot of words.

After a while, he stopped writing, and then he pulled up the rope that had hung low, tied the thing on the coffin, and put it down.

I walked over with the skinny monkey, ready to pick up the things that the old prostitute had put down. When I put it at a distance I could see, I was a little surprised.

It was a backpack, a backpack that I was familiar with. The reason why I say I am familiar with it is because I have carried this kind of backpack for many years, it is a multi-purpose backpack equipped with Faqiu Door, and all the guys in Faqiu Men have one.

The first time I saw this backpack, I wondered who this backpack would be? Although this kind of backpack is not unique to Faqiumen, few people will buy earth-colored backpacks, so it is very likely that this backpack is Faqiumen's.

After receiving the backpack put down by the old prostitute, I felt that the days of this backpack on the cliff coffin would not be too long, at most only two or three months, because the bag surface was well preserved, although the color was much lighter, but it was not damaged.

I couldn't wait to open the backpack, it contained a lot of things, the top was a piece of paper and a notepad, the paper should be written by the old prostitute, I picked up the paper and notepad, and did not look at it immediately, but first glanced at the other things in the backpack.

As expected, this is indeed Fa Qiumen's backpack, which contains a few pieces of equipment, but it is not a complete set of equipment, it seems that some of it has been taken away, and there is no food in it, all the food has either been taken away or has been consumed.

This backpack should have been watered by rain, the waterproof bag inside was not used, and some things were moldy, especially a thin string covered with black mold.

After looking at the contents of the backpack, I began to look at the paper in my hand. It seems that the old prostitute is in a hurry, and the font is very sloppy.

The first line of words written by the old prostitute is: Xiao Qi, you first look at the notepad in the backpack, focus on the last two pages with the words, and then look at the paper I wrote after reading.

I followed the prompts on the old prostitute paper and looked through the notepad in my hand. This notepad is not the size of a sticky note, but the paper is nice enough to feel in your hand.

In order to save time, I turned to the last page of the notepad, but there were no words on the last page, and the paper was a little distorted, as if it had been wet by rain. I flipped through the back a few more pages, but there were still no words, and I ended up having to flip back from the front.

The first dozen or so pages of the notebook were full of words, but none of them could be read clearly, because the notebook had been wet with rain, so the words on it had changed beyond recognition. I don't know if it's because the rain erosion is not comprehensive enough, or if this account is hard, after turning more than a dozen pages, I can gradually see some words, but there are many words that are still very vague.

I kept turning to the last page where I was writing, and then there were no words on the next page, and I guess the old prostitute made me look at these two pages.

The handwriting on these two pages is relatively clear, but the words around the margins are still a little blurry, I took a general look, although some words are not clear, but according to the general idea, I can still understand what is written.

The general content is:

On the first day, it rained a lot, and we were unaccustomed to it, and we unconsciously entered a strange circle. In the afternoon, we went up to the top of the mountain and found that in the middle of the mountain there was a mountain of tigers riding corpses. We had a small meeting in the evening, and the elder brother decided to go into the center tomorrow.

The next day, we entered the center and saw a temple and found a dark passage down the back of the temple. This secret passage is very deep, and it only becomes wide when you go to the bottom, where there are many empty coffins, and many strange things happen when you go deeper. Everyone but me was hit, and I don't know what happened, but it was the same as we had expected, it was the shadow who saved me, or someone deliberately didn't want me to have an accident. I don't know if it was the person who saved me, I didn't see the shadow for what it really was, but it was the shadow that drew me here.

When I climbed out of the hole, I found that it was a cliff coffin, and I knew that if I went down from here, I would definitely survive, but I didn't want to do it, I couldn't just walk away, I had to save them, no matter how it ended, I had to go back and try.

That's all there is to the two pages of the notepad, there is no name of the person who signed the letter, and there is no specific date, but there is one title that stung me deeply, and that is the title of senior brother.