The ghost man walked straight to where I was, but instead of looking at me, he raised his head and raised his nose into the air like a bear, sniffing as he went, as if looking for the source of the scent.

Seeing it in this state, I suddenly reacted that the ghosts attacked the village at night, but never during the day. Since they come out at night, it means that they do not rely on their sight to hunt, but more senses have to sense smells through their noses, just like bears.

Realizing this characteristic of the ghost man, I immediately grabbed a few handfuls of mud from front of me and completely covered my body and face to cover up the smell, and at the same time took out two pieces of pastry that the old man in cloak gave me before leaving, and threw them vigorously forward. The old man in the cloak said that this thing was made of hemp grass, and it was specially used as bait on wild beasts, and it had a certain anesthetic effect. And there are a lot of spices added to this pastry, and it smells so fragrant that I can't help but swallow my saliva.

My pistol is out of bullets, and now half of my body is stuck in the mud, if I am really found by the ghosts, it is a typical plate of rice in a bowl, and I can't run away if I want to.

The old man in the cloak gave me a total of six pieces of pastry, and under normal circumstances, one piece is enough to turn over a lion. Time was pressing, and I didn't have time to calculate the size of the ghost, so I grabbed three pieces and threw them out vigorously, and they landed in front of the black shadow without being biased.

The cake fell on the leaves and made two squeezing sounds, and the ghost man immediately stopped in place when he heard the sound, and gradually lowered his nose high, and then bowed his body and put his head on the ground, looking for the taste to find the pastry, smelling the rich fragrance, and without saying a word, he opened his mouth directly and took a lot of leaves and bit all three pieces of pastry in his mouth, and he didn't even chew it, and the grunt went directly into his stomach.

Of course, these three little pastries could not satisfy him, and he sniffed around again, and found that there were no other pastries, and the ghost man stood up again, and the direction did not change, and he still walked towards me with heavy steps.

My face sank, and my heart said that this thing is still very fake and shoddy, and the old man in the cloak said that before leaving, he said that the animal can be directly numbed when he eats it, and if a person eats a piece, he will have to sleep for several days before he can wake up. Now this ghost man has eaten three pieces in one go, but he is still like no one, and when it takes my anesthetic and takes effect again, it will be too late......

Thinking so in my heart, I didn't have a good way, so I could only silently pray that the hemp in the pastry would take effect soon. At the same time, I grabbed the last three pastries with my backhand, and was about to throw them out together to delay the time, but I heard a rustle in the grass next to me, and then a black shadow jumped out and stopped between me and the ghost!

The black shadow was very small, and even more so in front of the tall and burly ghost. It seemed to be some kind of animal, with hair on its body and a wide tail on its back. It was pitch black, with its back to me, facing the ghost, and it sat motionless on the ground.

I stared at it for a few seconds, my eyes sweeping over the broad tail that seemed familiar, and I frowned when I thought about it. I couldn't tell what it looked like, but I was all too familiar with this shadow, it was the mysterious fox! From home, from the streets of Egypt, from the pyramids, and now in this inaccessible sinkhole!

I never knew where this little black fox came from, but every time it appeared, it didn't hurt me, so it showed that it was not hostile to me.

Staring at the black fox, I was thinking in my heart, but the ghost man on the other side suddenly stopped. It lowered its raised nose, and this time looked down with a pair of eyes, and looked at the black fox for a moment, and the ghost man seemed to see something terrible, and immediately turned and ran back.

At this time, the hemp in the pastry also seemed to have an effect, and the ghost man staggered very much, and finally fell to the ground with his body crooked. The place where it fell happened to be a swamp, and its large, heavy body was suddenly immersed in the mud, and in the blink of an eye, it had covered a third of its body.

The ghost man is not a human being, although he has a fierce temperament, but after all, he does not have the general intelligence of a human, he does not know that he must remain still when he is in a swamp, and the biggest taboo is to move back and forth. Finding that his legs were in the mud, the ghost man immediately began to sway from side to side, and at the same time opened his mouth and howled to the sky, his voice was dull and terrifying, like rolling thunder behind the clouds in the sky. It's not harsh, but it's intimidating!

At the same time, the black fox crouching not far away also stood up, turned its head to look at me, and then jumped lightly into the grass on the other side and disappeared.

As it turned its head, I saw a pair of peanut-sized eyes glowing teal from its triangular head, standing out in this gloomy and dark valley. Those eyes were exactly the same as the ones I had seen in the Qingqiu fox tomb in the Mongolian steppe. Like a green lantern ghost, demonic!

At this second, the tips of the heart trembled when they looked at each other, and a cool air ran from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, I didn't know what I was afraid of, but there was an inexplicable fear echoing in my heart......

After taking a few deep breaths, I recovered from my fear, leaned forward as far as I could, crawling slowly forward on the mud and fallen leaves. Slowly, my lower body gradually detached and finally rolled away from the swampy area of the photo.

As I crawled out, I first looked at my feet, looking for the cold object that had grabbed my ankle in the depths of the mud. I turned on the flashlight and swept it down, only to see that it was not a human hand bone, but two metal rings with a lot of weight. Hold the ring in your hand and wipe the mud on it, a touch of gold is suddenly revealed, and there are some fine patterns of flowers and leaves on it, which is obviously a gold jewelry.

The presence of such a thing in the mud means that this forest and this valley are not absolutely inaccessible, at least someone has been here before, and it is likely that they have also lost their lives in the swamp.

It's important to save people, and I've always been concerned about Leng Qi in my heart, so I have no intention of studying these things. He tucked two gold bracelets into his backpack, got up and walked on.

By the time I walked away from the place where the ghost had been stuck in the mud, it was completely sunk into the mud, leaving only an arm full of claws and white fur exposed. The fingers were still trembling slightly, and there were a lot of bubbles tumbling up the mud around it, and it could be seen that it was not dead, but it would not live long without oxygen. I didn't linger too long, stared at the palm and sighed slightly, then continued walking.

There is no mobile phone signal in the sinkhole, not even a satellite signal, and the positioning information on the screen is no longer updated, so I don't know where the bones and the others are at the moment, so I can only follow the previous plan, go to the bottom of Laoshan Mountain first and then find a way to contact them.

There are many swampy areas in the sinkhole, and most of them are covered in thick fallen leaves, which can lead to falling into them if you are not careful. To be on the safe side, I slowed down, found a dry tree trunk from the side to find a way, and walked forward one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Probably because of the swamp, there was no living creature at the bottom of the sinkhole, except for a few reptiles whose names could not be named, and there was no sign of birds not only on the ground, but also on the trunks of trees.

I tried to speed myself up as much as possible, without nervousness or fear, and there was only one name in my heart and eyes: "Leng Qi!" ”