Damn! What the hell am I falling into? I saw that there were dense floating skulls around me, and the faces of those heads had been distorted, and the same as the ones I saw in the intervals, they were all puffy and deformed from long immersion in the water. The heads were slightly upturned, sparsely and unevenly spread across the pool, like rotten and withered black roses floating on the water.

At the same time, a faint stench also flooded my sense of smell, the stench was like the smell of rotten meat, a smell of necrosis wafting out, which made me cover my mouth and nose immediately, but the smell still squeezed into the thin slit between my palms, and made my stomach feel a little overwhelming, and I couldn't help but want to vomit.

Before the stomach acid in my stomach gushed out, I suddenly heard the wailing of the bustard overhead. I looked up and saw that the bustard was falling from above, his face was dazed, and he didn't react at all, and the ghost screamed, fluttering his hands and feet like a shell.

Thump! The bustard's huge body fell on this pool of water, and smashed a huge splash, and the disgusting stinky water splashed my face, but I was still glad that the bustard didn't hit me this time, otherwise I would have driven to the west before I left this ghost place.

Looking at the bustard again, it took four or five seconds to sink before it suddenly surfaced, and as soon as its head was exposed, it opened the water and protruded a mouthful of stinky water. Because his mouth was wide open when he fell just now, and he choked on several large mouthfuls of water. Leaving aside the pool full of floating corpses, the stinky water in this pool alone is already disgusting, not to mention what it's like to swallow all that pumping water into your stomach again.

The old bustard's facial features were twisted into a ball of disgust, very awkward, and then retched several times, only then did he notice the human heads floating around, his head trembled, and he almost vomited again.

At this time, not far from us, the voices of Uncle Bai and Tang Haitang came, looking back, they were also in the stinky water of this pool, but they were close to the edge of the pool, there were almost no floating corpses there, and I and the bustard were unlucky, and a fierce man before pierced into the center of the pool, where there were nearly twenty or so floating corpses.

Uncle Bai and Tang Haitang beckoned us to the shore, and the old bustard and I didn't care about anything at this time, and hurriedly paddled the water with our arms and rushed there.

The stench of the pool filled the air, from the bottom of the pool into our nostrils, and we had to desperately maintain a posture of tilting our heads to prevent the disgusting stinking water from choking on our mouths again, and we had to constantly remove the floating skull, the touch of carrion was really terrifying.

As soon as he reached the shore, the bustard clutched his stomach and vomited. His mouth seemed to be directly connected to his stomach, and he poured it clean until he finally vomited the stinky water and undigested food in his stomach, and retched with stomach acid.

"It's really fucking disgusting, bad master, me!" After the bustard finished spitting, he held on to the floor and complained in prostration, "Why are the pools full of dead people,!" It's all a little stinky, and I'm so sick that I want to pull out my intestines and scrape them clean! ”

I looked up at the pool in front of me at this time, the black pressure was not very big, the size was not much different from the cave we were staying in before, and the center of the pool was densely floating with heads, like a water ghost who only poked out of the water to ask for his life. The pool was backed against a rock wall, and six or seven meters above it, a yellow column of water emerged and poured vertically into it. That outlet's be where we fell.

This strange place scared me a little, and I asked, "What is this place?" Why are there so many heads? ”

But everyone else was silent, apparently overwhelmed by the intrusion.

At this time, Tang Haitang suddenly said to Uncle Bai: "Uncle Bai." Can you go down to the middle of the pond and bring a head up? ”

At first, I thought that Uncle Bai would definitely refuse, after all, such a disgusting thing, even the old bustard, who has seen some scenes, is a little disgusting. But I was wrong, Uncle Bai readily agreed directly, and the old bustard stepped forward to tell me that I was a little surprised, saying that Uncle Bai was a corpse collector in the Yellow River, and the corpses he had seen were much faster than those of the living, and he was not afraid of nature and would not dislike the smell.

Uncle Bai floated breaststroke to the middle of the pool, and as soon as he grabbed one of the heads, he pulled it and swam to the shore. Indeed, Uncle Bai's water nature is really good, and he easily arrived at the shore, and he didn't take a breath of air.

The body was dragged to the case by Uncle Bai and placed in front of us.

The corpse was the same as the one we had seen before, dressed in normal clothes, but it had rotted from the long immersion in the water, and the skin had become white and transparent, and all of them were swollen.

Tang Haitang stepped forward, and without hesitation, she lifted the tattered clothes on the corpse, and then with a wave of her hand, the sharp sleeve knife appeared in her hand, and then she held the sleeve knife and quickly slashed at the abdomen exposed by the corpse.

When we looked at it, we saw stacks of intestines and some organs that had not yet rotted thoroughly, and in addition to that, there was a large amount of yellow water with sediment.

"It's the people who drowned in the Yellow River." Uncle Bai said to us with certainty after seeing it, and then he explained, "People who drowned in the Yellow River have been soaked and struggling before they die, and their mouths are usually wide open, and then the sediment and water will flow down the esophagus from the mouth to the abdomen into the stomach, and then accumulate in it after a long period of soaking. ”

"But shouldn't these corpses be in the Yellow River? How did you end up in this place? Tang Haitang was confused.

The old bustard looked at the corpse and swallowed, as if he had some urge to gag. He guessed, "We were sucked in by the whirlpool under the stone platform, so could these corpses have been sucked in by the whirlpool in the first place?" ”

Tang Haitang thought for a while: "It's possible, Uncle Bai said that the water level of the Yellow River has never been able to pass the stone platform, maybe it is caused by the mound eye on the stone platform, and these corpses, including our entry, are all caused by the demonic power of the mound eye." ”

As soon as the words fell, at this moment, we suddenly heard a wave in our ears, similar to the aftermath of a bell, rippling in the air, and quickly rippling. Before we could react, we heard the fluctuation grow louder and louder, slowly evolving into a familiar hum.

At the same time, the demon restraint rope on my wrist also moved.

My bustard's face and I quickly turned white: it's a skin mantis! This buzzing sound is the movement of the cutting mantis!

By this time the hum was getting louder and louder, and it seemed to be constantly leaning in on us. So the bustard and I immediately told Tang Haitang and Uncle Bai about this caution, and everyone hurriedly hid behind the rocks at the back of the waterhole.

By this time, the humming sound had reached a deafening level. It's not that it's loud, it's that the frequency of the sound fluctuates very quickly, like countless wandering ghosts screaming sharply, as if they are about to burst my eardrums at any moment!

Airplanes!

At this moment, there was a shaking of the other rock wall a few meters away from the waterhole, and stone chips and dust were constantly falling down from it. At this time, I noticed that there were five or six wide holes on the top of the stone wall. I wanted to take a closer look, but I heard a pop of movement, and a lot of skin mantis poured out of those holes! Flutter your wings and fly, like the water of the Yellow River pouring out!

This scene was spectacular, and all of us were amazed when we saw it, and we quickly held our breath and didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

I saw that the skin-cutting mantis kept flying towards the pool, and then landed on the floating corpses on it. There are thousands of cutting skin mantis flying in front of and after! They were densely packed all over the heads of those corpses, as if coated with a thick layer of honey to wrap them tightly!

I'm curious: are they eating these floating corpses?

But at this moment, I heard a clicking sound coming from there. I was stunned for a moment, as if I had heard this voice somewhere.

Then it finally dawned on me: these skin mantis are cutting the skin of those floating corpses!

So I stared straight at it, paying close attention.

The clicking sound continued, like the sound of countless pairs of cutting scissors, chaotic and out of order. Suddenly there was a small darkness in front of my eyes, and the old woman who had existed in my consciousness seemed to reappear in front of my eyes, holding the rusty scissors in her hand and trying to stab me in the neck.

It lasted for about four or five minutes, and the "cutting sound" finally slowly stopped.

Immediately afterward, we saw the cut-skin mantis open the carapace on their backs again, revealing their thin wings, flapping rapidly, and in an instant, the space once again resounded with the unbridled hum.

The skin-cutting mantis slowly floated, and sure enough, along with them, there was also the layer of skin that had been attached to the face of the floating corpse. At this time, the human skin had been completely cut off, and it was hooked by the cutting mantis with the thorns on its feet, and it floated in the air.

More than 20 floating corpses have been cut out of more than 20 faces.

Although it was the second time that Lao Bustard and I had seen such a scene, it was still the same as Uncle Tang Haitang, and it was difficult to hide the shocked look on his face. No one knows what these insects are going to cut these human skins for.

All the skin-cutting mantis were divided into several strands and hung in the air, and the faces clutched under their feet were like hideous grimaces in the air.

Airplanes!

Immediately, several waves of insects rushed towards the hole in the rock wall, and returned the same way, like a poisonous snake dragging its tail, quickly returning to the cave. As the skin mantis not only poured back, the movement gradually became smaller in our ears, and slowly, all those skin mantis drilled into the back of the hole and disappeared.

Eventually, the humming died down, and the vicinity of the pool fell silent again.

Everyone did not come back to their senses in the face of the scene that happened just now, thousands of white skin mantises, we have never seen this scene, not only shocked, but also a little shocked by the strange habit of cutting human skin.

At this time, the old bustard saw that there was no movement, so he cautiously poked his head out, looked left and right, and after making sure that there were no skin mantises, he planned to call everyone out.

However, at this moment, I suddenly saw a pitch-black figure suddenly rushing out from the opposite side, flashing, and then jumping into the pool with a thud, desperately fluttering hands and feet towards the center of the pool, looking like crazy.

I thought it was the Bergamot agent, but if you look closely, he doesn't look like him.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow had reached the center of the pool, but it had hugged a corpse floating on the water. This treacherous behavior made us all a little curious, and then, the next second, its behavior shocked us: it suddenly opened its mouth, gnawed directly on the head of the corpse, and frantically gnawed on it!

We hadn't recovered from the insect tide just now, and we were so shocked by this scene that we broke out in a cold sweat.

At the same time, I noticed that the demon restraint rope in my hand vibrated slightly again. Not only mine, but also the bustard and Tang Haitang's wrists all reacted.

I, Lao Bustard and Tang Haitang and I glanced at each other, and we all realized: That black shadow, I'm afraid it's a demon!