Silence is a harbinger of danger, and this phrase is not made up out of thin air.

At this moment, feeling the silence around me, I suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in my heart, and I always felt that something bad was about to happen.

Outside, the moon was dark and the wind was high, but there was no sound in the sinkhole, so I stood there and used all my senses to perceive the danger around me, paying attention to the grass and trees around me.

A few minutes passed, and the silence continued, but nothing bad happened. I took a deep breath and secretly sighed that I was too sensitive, so I took out my phone to identify the direction and continued walking.

The closer you get to the depths of the sinkhole, the steeper the slope of the ground becomes, and the surface appears to be flat, but in fact it is an illusion created by trees. At the end of the day, the crutches were no longer useful, and I had to walk slowly with my bare hands holding on to the tree trunks around me, and in another way, I could say that I was descending.

Although I had been mentally prepared before, I was still very surprised by the sheer size of the sinkhole, and I didn't even go down to the bottom after walking for a long time!

The only thing that comforts me is that my phone has been able to receive satellite signals so far, and the screen is very clear. The bones and the others were really proceeding in the direction I analyzed, and when they reached the foot of Laoshan Mountain, they stopped moving and did not advance, and they should have set up camp and rested on the spot.

By midnight, I had already walked half of the way, and as long as I successfully crossed this sinkhole, I would be able to reach the foot of Laoshan Mountain and join the others in less than half an hour.

This was good news, and it also gave me a lot of morale, so I took out the kettle I had with me, took a sip of water, and continued to weave my head back and forth between the criss-crossed branches and leaves.

Half an hour later, I stopped at a crooked-necked pine tree, held up my flashlight and shone it down, only to see that five or six meters below was already the bottom of the sinkhole, and a thick layer of fallen leaves was spread on it, very clean, and I couldn't see any danger.

In places like this that no one or animals have set foot in all year round, the thickness of the fallen leaves is at least half a meter, and the deepest can even exceed one meter, and people feel very comfortable when they step on it, just like a soft bed.

Having reached the bottom of the sinkhole, victory was imminent, I let out a long sigh of relief, grabbed my backpack and jumped straight down the tree.

According to the situation of this sinkhole, there will be no problem jumping at this height, and the thick fallen leaves are enough to cushion 95% of the force.

However, I was a little careless in my eagerness, and when I was still two meters away from the ground, I saw clearly that the fallen leaves on the surface were actually only a thin layer, less than ten centimeters thick, and there were many black and white bulges that appeared between the fallen leaves, like some kind of fungus plant, and like the rhizome of a big tree.

Although the danger had been discovered, my own people had already fallen into the air, and it was too late to return, so I had to use the method of rolling forward with both legs on the ground to prevent the fall.

The plan is perfect, but the plan never keeps up with the changes.

After my feet hit the ground, before I could bend my knees and roll forward, my legs instantly sank into the ground, and the leaves did not reach the base of my thighs.

The ground is so soft not because the fallen leaves are too thick, but because under this thin layer of fallen leaves is very soft silt, to put it bluntly, it is a camouflaged swamp, although inconspicuous, but it is deadly.

In a panic, I stabilized my body to prevent myself from continuing to sink, I stared at the fallen leaves in front of me and scolded angrily, not because I jumped into the swamp this time, but because if the bottom of the entire sinkhole was all in this terrain, I would not be able to walk at all, and I could only go back the same way.

In this way, instead of saving time, it wasted a lot, and when I reached the foot of Laoshan Mountain, I estimated that the bones were almost coming down from the mountain......

Of course, this is only the worst-case scenario, and in general, the scope of the swamp is either small or large. The details of the bottom of this sinkhole will have to wait for me to climb out and explore in detail.

In the swamp, the most taboo thing is to move desperately, the more you move, the faster you will sink, not only can you not save yourself, but it will make the result worse.

I set the flashlight aside to light it, took off my backpack and put it on my abdomen, threw myself forward as far as I could, and slowly dragged my legs out of the mud.

Everything was going well, with most of the action applied to my upper body, and my legs began to rise slowly. But after rising less than ten centimeters, he suddenly rushed to a tightening of his ankles, and then a cold and piercing sensation spread throughout his body!

I chuckled inwardly, and needless to say, I could clearly feel that something in the mud was grabbing my ankle!

In the dark of the night, in this inaccessible sinkhole, suddenly two strange hands grabbed me in the mud, and the hot sweat on my body instantly turned into cold sweat, and at the same time, I didn't dare to continue to exert force, lest those two hands would pull me down!

Waiting quietly for a moment, there was no external force exerted on me, and the two cold palms seemed to have no reaction after grabbing my ankles.

I took a deep breath and told myself that it might just be some vegetation mixed in with the mud, and that any palm or monster was just my own imagination.

After adjusting my mindset, I started to climb higher. However, before he could start exerting his strength, he heard a really deep 'pop' sound from a distance!

The sound was muffled and slow, averaging only one every two seconds.

I lifted the flashlight and looked forward, although the range of the flashlight was far enough, but the vegetation around me was so dense that half of my body was stuck in the mud, and I couldn't see the source of the sound.

The sound continued, and my heart beat with it, and I held my breath for a moment before a black shadow appeared in the distance.

The shadow was very tall, with legs and feet similar to a human, and although the light was dim and blurred, I could guess from the silhouette alone that it was nothing else, it was the monster that had attacked the village a few days ago, the ghost man!

I have personally experienced the strength and speed of the ghost man, and under normal circumstances, I can say that I can't get out, not to mention that at this time, my lower body is still stuck in the mud and can't move, and I really become a fish on the chopping board, and let it be slaughtered.

Staring at the ghost man in the distance, I gently turned off the flashlight, hoping that it would ignore me just passing by.

But this is just my own thoughts, dozens of meters away, the ghost man's figure obviously paused, then raised his head and sniffed lightly in the air, then turned his head to look, and strode towards me!