With the specific location of the bones and others, I immediately began to plan my next move. Although what the cloaked old man said was not unreasonable, the thought of Leng Qi'www.biquge.info s life and death was still uncertain, and I couldn't let myself wait patiently.

The satellite map shows that the straight-line distance between the village and Laoshan is about 30 kilometers, which is not very far, and the only difficulty is that you have to bypass a huge sinkhole on the way, and almost 60% of the time is wasted on the detour. Now it is getting late, the location of the bones is three kilometers away from Laoshan Mountain, according to the normal situation, their plan must be to reach the foot of Laoshan before dark, and then rest on the spot for one night, and then go up the mountain to find Leng Qi when it is dawn.

This was my chance to catch up, and since the bones and the bald man had made it all the way safely, it proved that there was not much danger on the road. As long as I start to hurry immediately and go straight through the bottom of the sinkhole, I should be able to reach Laoshan before dawn to meet them, so that we can go up the mountain together to search for Leng Qi.

Although I don't know what the road conditions are at the bottom of that sinkhole and what exists, I feel the need to take a risk for Leng Qi's sake.

With a plan in mind, I didn't waste any more time and immediately jumped off the roof and started packing up. Because I'm looking for speed, I'm trying to travel as light as possible, and I don't bring anything with me except for the essentials like a dagger, a pistol, and a rope flashlight. After all, if the plan goes well, you will be able to fight the bones tomorrow morning, and then you won't have to worry about other supplies.

After a brief tidying up, I found the cloaked old man to say goodbye, and thanked him again for bringing out the mud herbs that had been abundant in the village to heal me, a foreigner.

The old man in the cloak had a very heavy expression, and he could see that he was worried about me, and knew that this trip was bad luck. But he didn't stop me, and he knew he couldn't stop me, so he asked someone to bring me a bag of things.

It was a paper bag, and I opened it to look at it, and I saw that it was neatly wrapped in eight palm-sized pastries. The pastries are beige in color, with black sesame seeds added to them, giving off a peculiar aroma of rice, which makes people swallow their saliva when they smell it.

Out of politeness, I habitually refused: "I have calculated, I should be able to arrive in Laoshan early tomorrow morning to meet them, there is no need to bring food or anything, there are more things but tears, thank you for your kindness." ”

The old man in the cloak shook his head slightly, and took two more leftover vegetable buns from dinner from the dining table next to him and stuffed them into my hands: "These pastries are the bait we use when hunting, and they are added with hemp grass, which are effective on most animals, and you may be able to use them with them." These two vegetable buns are also put into your arms, they don't account for much, if you succeed in meeting them early tomorrow morning, it's okay, if you don't meet them, it's good to have something to eat, and it's always good to bring some. ”

I nodded vigorously, carefully packed the pastries and vegetable buns, bowed to the cloaked old man, and then strode out of the village and began to march towards Laoshan Mountain, thirty miles away!

After leaving the village, there was a long path between the trees that the hunters walked, and although it was not very smooth, at least there were not so many weeds in the way, and my progress was much faster.

After walking for more than two hours, it was already completely dark, and there was no road under my feet, so I could only rely on the satellite positioning system on my mobile phone to identify the direction and shuttle through the grass at a height of nearly two meters.

Tonight, the moon was starry in the sky, and the forest was sprinkled with a layer of cold silver light, although it looked a little weird, but the brightness was sufficient, and I could barely turn on the flashlight to see the road when I got to the low grass.

It's not the first time I've walked through the lush jungle in the middle of the night, but it's the first time I've walked through it alone, and to be honest, my heart is a little drumming. Walking briskly on the road, I could see that although all the trees in the distance were motionless as if they were asleep, the surroundings were not quiet, and the sounds of birds and insects were accompanied by bursts of strange cries of unknown sounds.

The whole forest was as noisy as if it was a meeting, and I didn't know if it was because it was too hot or because I was nervous, and my clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to my body.

The structure of the forest is very rhythmic, with a patch of grass followed by a forest, followed by a section of grass. At first, I was counting the number of steps I had walked and calculating the direction I had come, but then I couldn't count them at all, so I had to speed up as much as I could, and put all my bets on the satellite nav in my phone.

In this way, the first half of the night was uneventful, and at 1:40 a.m., I stopped at a fork in the road that was not very clear.

To be precise, this is not a road at all, just not enough that the weeds are crushed aside, one turns left and one goes straight, less than 200 meters in front of me, a sinkhole that I can't see how large and deep it is, and at the same time, the mobile phone navigation also shows that I have come to the edge of the sinkhole.

After taking a few steps forward, I stood on a high place and looked down on the sinkhole, the lush trees obscured the bottom of the pit, and the blurred vision at night made it impossible to see anything with the naked eye alone.

So far, everything is going according to plan, and I arrived at the sinkhole twenty minutes earlier than I expected. Although I have exhausted all my strength, the situation is still like this, if I choose to bypass it safely, then I will not be able to reach the foot of Laoshan at noon tomorrow at the earliest. If you want to fight the bones before dawn, you can only venture through the sinkhole!

After a brief hesitation for a few seconds, I knew I had no choice, so I cut down a two-meter-long arm-thick branch from a big tree on the side of the road, flattened the front section, which could be used as both a path and a weapon, and then took a deep breath and stepped into this mysterious sinkhole that no one had set foot in for a long time!

The first few hundred meters into the sinkhole are fairly flat, but there is a slight slope that makes it clear that you are walking downward. I also clung to the pathfinder crutch tightly, and walked forward briskly while silently chanting in my heart Long live the old man.

It stands to reason that Master Zu is a captain who touches gold, and he will only bless those Tufuzi who touch gold. But now that I also have a gold medal around my neck, I can also be regarded as a captain who touches gold, and I also belong to the apprentice grandson of my grandfather. Even if he didn't go to the next bucket to touch the gold, he would more or less bless him......

Thinking about these fallacies in my head, I had already crossed a relatively flat place, and after three hundred meters, the slope suddenly increased, and the road became much more rugged, or there was no road at all, and I was completely bored in the grass.

Finally, the slope came out of a thick grass, I suddenly felt as if something was not quite right, subconsciously stopped and held my breath to look left and right, only to find that when I entered the sinkhole, the surroundings were quiet in an instant, and the previous noisy sounds all stopped abruptly, as if someone had pressed the mute button!

At this moment, I stood quietly, and there was not even a trace of wind in my ears except my own heartbeat......