Life is like a river that never goes forward, and you never know what you'll encounter along the way.

Some people are afraid of heights, and some people are afraid of the dark.

When a huge ladder descends in front of you as if it were hanging from the canopy of heaven in the midst of darkness, do you—want to see what kind of scenery the sky is above the darkness?

There is only one answer.

I don't want to.

I can't die going to an unknown place and burying my peace with curiosity.

Yes, I do what I want.

That is to say.

I'm instigated.

Ma Chengcheng walked up to the arch bridge in surprise, and then said to me, "Come on, why are you standing there in a daze?" ”

I looked at the huge ladder that I didn't know where it led, and my tone was a little timid, "Where to go, let's not go up to ......"

Ma Chengcheng said: "Let's go to the ......"

In the empty darkness, there are only four words that coincide with us.

"That ladder ......"

My eyes widened.

Ma Chengcheng looked back at me, "Oh, yes, I actually knew we were going up the ladder." ”

I want to cry without tears.

"Ma Chengcheng is honest, I really don't want to go up that ladder, I'm going to fall to my death, I'm afraid of heights, I don't want to ......"

Ma Chengcheng suddenly put his index finger up to his lips and made a booing motion, signaling me to be quiet.

Suddenly, there was a faint sizzling sound in the darkness.

It's like someone is scratching a blackboard with their fingernails.

Zilala.

My heart tightened, and when I listened carefully, I only felt very uncomfortable.

Most people may not like this kind of sound, such as the sound of scratching the blackboard with their fingernails, which is not scary, but after hearing it, it does scratch the heart and feel uncomfortable.

Zilala.

I couldn't help but feel nervous, and followed Ma Chengcheng to tiptoe down the stone arch bridge, approaching the huge beast-shaped copper tripod, and I suddenly felt the sound of my nails scratching the blackboard began to intensify.

Zilala.

It's as if it's coming from this ding.

I had a preconceived idea that it should be a fingernail scratching the blackboard, but in fact, scratching the copper tripod is also completely fine.

I was instantly creepy.

A long-dusted Han Dynasty death row, which has a huge copper tripod that was cast at some point, and now, there is a sound of fingernail scratching and stabbing in the copper tripod, this sound is not terrible, what is terrible is...... Who sent it exactly? And I know very well that it will not be a living person who makes this noise.

I didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing something unknown, so I just held my breath and cautiously followed Ma Chengcheng all the way.

I didn't expect that the huge ladder that looked very far away actually arrived in front of me without walking a few steps, and I looked at this ladder with a very sad expression. You must know that I am really afraid of heights, how dare I go up so high? Fortunately, this ladder is not a soft ladder, otherwise I would still not be able to move my legs even if I pee my pants. The shape of the ladder is like the siege ladder in the movie, but I don't know what material it is, it feels somewhat similar to marble, but the tentacles heat up, maybe it is some kind of jade.

Ma Chengcheng frowned, turned back to me and motioned to me to let me go to her palace first, although I didn't know why she didn't make a sound, but I still nodded to her according to the gourd to indicate that I knew.

The weasel in my arms suddenly turned over, and I suddenly remembered that there was another weasel, I looked at it, and hurriedly presented it to the horse, if I want to climb the ladder, how can I free my hand to take it? And judging by the size of the ladder, the weasel will never be able to climb it on its own. Ma Chengcheng pondered for a moment, then pointed to the weasel and then to her hat.

My eyes lit up.

Ma Chengcheng's New Year's dress is a long down jacket with a hat, and the hat is especially large. At this size, at least half a weasel can be put down.

I carefully helped her to put the weasel into the hat, and though the weasel was still halfway out, the little creature was so clever that as soon as it put it in the hat it held the horse's tail with its front paws.

I trembled and began to prepare to climb the stairs, my heart beating and my legs shaking.

Ma Chengcheng patted me on the shoulder soothingly.

I touched the stone staircase, which looked incomparably high, and Ma Chengcheng pushed me, signaling me to hurry.

I gritted my teeth and my heart crossed, and I grabbed the ladder and went up.

Because I knew that I was afraid of heights, I didn't dare to look at my feet, and I only had a few steps to hypnotize myself while crawling along the way, and I was really sweating like rain at that time.

The ladder was so long that my legs and stomach began to tremble, and Ma Chengcheng whispered, "Don't panic, don't look at your feet, I'll pick you up below." ”

My heart steadied all at once.

I remembered the dam I climbed up when I was a child, and Ma Chengcheng finally carried me directly on her shoulders to the top of the dam. Yes, she was so powerful when she was a child, and now I'm taller and stronger than her, so why shouldn't I be a little stronger?

I clutched the ladder tightly.

But the truth is that it's too difficult...... Although I figured it out, my legs were still a little shaky. The ladder of self-hypnosis was not very high, and I finally approached the ground at the top of the ladder. When I touched the solid ground, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. This feeling is really apt to describe the aftermath of the catastrophe.

At the top of the ladder is a hole parallel to the ground with a beautifully carved opening, as well as two elaborate handrails for climbers to grasp. I was afraid that the handrail would fall into disrepair, so I climbed up to the ground in a daze.

After standing firmly on the ground, Ma Chengcheng's voice came from under the cave, "Be careful, don't move. ”

I subconsciously followed the sound and glanced down.

Most of the tripods in ancient China were bronze, and I also knew a little about its functions, such as boiling meat and storing meat.

Of course, the underground space of Dazhai and the Ding group of the Han Dynasty death row also have this role, so there is meat in the Dingzhong. It's just that the meat stored here is not ordinary animal meat.

It's human flesh.

In each of them there were people with their heads held high, and most of them sat cross-legged, and their bodies were black and swarthy, much like mummies.

Sadly, even from such a distance, I could still see it very clearly.

The face of the dry corpse was hideous, and the mouth and eyes were black, like three huge black holes.

My legs are weak.

At this moment, my whole body collapsed, but because there was a huge ladder in front of me, which was so high that it made people dizzy, I subconsciously leaned back when I fell completely to the ground.

Ma Chengcheng had already climbed up, and she exclaimed, "Don't lie down!" ”

But it was already too late.

I fell to the ground.

It was like a straw pressed against a group of straws, and the act of me falling to the ground was very inconspicuous, and it was not worth mentioning at all for the vast space of the Han Dynasty death row, but - have you ever heard of the last straw that broke the camel's back?

I was like the last straw.