Uncle Ming's legs and feet were sharp, and he rushed behind me with a "rub": "Brother Hu, you ...... Do you see that? What exactly is that? It seems that it has been following us all the time, and it must have bad intentions. I waved my hand to Uncle Ming, signaled him not to speak again, then pulled out the gun, aimed at the black shadow behind me, and shook my head desperately, trying to make my eyes adapt to the white fog as soon as possible, the black shadow not far away gradually became clear in my eyes, as if it was a black hand, two sizes bigger than the fat man's head, I felt that the hand holding the gun began to tremble, since entering the tunnel, I couldn't help but feel that the six gods were masterless, I don't know why, my heart has always been very empty.

At this time, Shirley Yang and the fat man also ripped off the tape on the left eye, but there was a time difference with me, I followed Uncle Ming, and finally the second to see the things behind the tunnel, the white tunnel does not need a light source, you can see the things nearby, but in this dim fluorescent realm, what you see in the eyes, are also slightly hazy, only to see more than ten steps away from us, is a tunnel arc, the slope is more obvious, the tunnel here seems to be twisted by some force, forming an "8" universe shape, In the middle of the figure 8, a huge black hand appears on the white wall.

However, the shape of this hand is not very clear, I didn't dare to rush over, only stood in place and felt out the "wolf eye" flashlight, with a strong light to shine, the beam of the flashlight fell on the black hand, it turned out that the hand was not in the tunnel, but on the outside, separated from us by a layer of tunnel wall, the white tunnel only has a very thin and crystalline, but very strong shell, at least at the top, on the white and smooth wall. The shadow of the black hand was more eye-catching, and everywhere as far as the eye could see, it was all white, except for the black palm of the hand, but the tunnel was tortuous, and I couldn't see if there was anything else behind it.

Could it be that the sound of fast and slow footsteps in the tunnel came from that hand? But it is impossible for a human hand to be so huge, is it a hand or some beast's foot? I remember passing through the tunnel from time to time I would feel a cool breeze overhead. Maybe every other section on the top of the tunnel, there is a gap in it, something on it. You can enter the tunnel at any time, and then think of the large group of "Earth Guanyin" in the underground mushroom forest, there must be some kind of fierce beast near this altar, guarding the forbidden place inch by inch, watching everyone who enters the tunnel, the stone door relief refers to the closed eyes through, is an instruction to the priest, and the people who are cursed by the "bottomless ghost cave" are no one to treat you as a human being here, just a group of cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs like "snake bones" victims.

Uncle Ming lowered his voice behind him and whispered to me what should I do? I said to him: "Don't feel uncomfortable, this thing is just following us, maybe it won't have any special actions if you don't stop running back, I'm just maybe, if you don't believe it, go over and try it, go over and practice the 18th road to sweep the hall legs, and see if it reacts." ”

At this time, Shirley Yang took off the tape on the ground of his eyes, and gradually regained his eyesight, and saw the outside of the tunnel turn, attached to the big black hand that was only motionless, and naturally felt surprised, I told everyone the situation briefly. Fortunately, we judged the direction of the high bottom, otherwise once we turned back, I am afraid that we would already be in the tunnel, and now we have no other choice, don't care what is behind, we can only continue to move forward.

So everyone with a nervous mood, turned forward, the end of the stone wall has been near, but just a step, I heard the whole tunnel "bang" loud noise, like thunder, my heart also trembled, hurriedly turned back to see, only to see the back of the tunnel top, there is a big black hand, we stopped, it will no longer move, but obviously just now we went forward to hear, it also followed a step, the tunnel is very close sound, the sound is particularly shocking, "thunder mountain" may be named after this.

The existence in reality, but insist on ignoring it, this is not so easy to do, now that I open my eyes, I feel even more panicked, and when I have the tape on my eyes, I can at least comfort myself - it is all the sound of the stone, but now I know that there is something behind me, but I still have to deliberately turn a blind eye, which is really a bit difficult.

The fat man said, we are now a bit like the Yugoslav movie, the partisans who were escorted to the execution ground, followed by the officers of the Nazi SS, do you have this feeling?

I said fatty, your analogy is very inappropriate, aren't you cursing us to go and have no return? To say that we are Song Jiang and Dai Zong of the Shangjiang Prefecture Law Field, we can still count on the underworld accomplices, like some kind of white stripes and the like in the waves to rob the Law Field.

At this time, everyone's mood was very depressed, although I pretended not to care much with the fat man, but I knew in my heart that this road was afraid that there was really no return, and when it came to an end, I calmed down, and looked at the stone wall that I had just touched for a long time, the tunnel had indeed come to an end, and the walls around were all open to the eyes of the symbols, all the crystalline stones here were twisted at an incredible angle, although the formation of natural creation can be said to be miraculous, in a thousand ways, but the terrain here is still too special.

A large twist-shaped white rock, from the ground abruptly emerged more than a meter high, can not describe what shape it is, like a square and a circle, some places seem to be complex geometric figures, the stone is completely distorted, and not in one direction, some parts are clockwise, some parts are counterclockwise, so it feels like twisted flowers, there are some black and broken rotten wood chips outside, there may be a wooden structure around this strange stone in the past, you can climb to the top.

I climbed to the top and looked inside, this was the mouth of a sloping well, the depth of the white mang, there was no end, there were steps in the well, but they were almost worn down into a slope, I don't know how many slaves and captives were driven down from here as sacrifices.

As soon as everyone discussed, let's go, there are eighteen layers of hell inside, and this catastrophe can't be mixed up anyway, so the fat man tightened the mountaineering helmet and the remaining equipment on his body, and he took the lead, I saw that his posture of climbing up was awkward, but before he had time to remind him, the fat man had already put his head down and stabbed down obliquely.

Then there were Uncle Ming and Shirley Yang and Ah Xiang, and they followed one after another. I was left alone in the white tunnel, and I immediately felt empty and lonely in my heart, I didn't feel too bad about this feeling, and hurriedly climbed up to the mouth of the well again, before going down, I glanced at the black handprints in the depths of the tunnel, and suddenly looked, I don't know when, a bright shadow of a face appeared between the two hands, and the outline of the nose and mouth could be seen. But this face only has the lower part, except for the eyes and forehead.

The black face grew clearer and clearer in the crystalline stone, as if it wasn't outside at all. Instead, in the middle of the tunnel, the upper part of the face was gradually floating, and just as I was about to see its eyes, I was too nervous, and the stone under my feet was too slippery, and I couldn't stand firm for a while. Lie on the slope and slide into the bottom.

This passage in the well is very spacious, inverted horn, narrow mouth and large bottom, like a very thick underground natural geode, the whole is arc-shaped, the slope is about forty-five degrees, there are some slightly protruding steps at the beginning, and there are countless simple stone troughs dug by hand on the lower slope, which are used for people to step on. It's shallow and slippery, and the wear and tear is too bad, most of them are almost flat, and once you slide down, it is equivalent to taking a slide, and it is difficult to stop until the end. I was lying on the ground with my head and feet sliding down, the crystal stone in the cave was brighter than the mirror, and my own shadow was everywhere, and the speed of the slide was so fast that my eyes were about to spent.

I was worried that if there were more prominent stone steps below, the ribs in my chest would be broken, so I quickly turned over, put the half-empty backpack on my back under the bottom, and when I encountered a place that was too slippery, I threw the pickaxe to slow down, and I didn't know how deep it was, the crystal slope finally calmed down, and as soon as I slipped out of the hole, I found that only Ah Xiang and Shirley Yang were standing at the entrance of the cave, and the fat man and Uncle Ming were gone.

Shirley Yang heard the sound behind him, hurriedly turned around and grabbed my arm, eliminating the inertia of my slide, I saw a few meters in front of me, the terrain turned to a downward right angle, my heart sank, the fat man and Uncle Ming fell under the cliff? I didn't care about the pain on my body, just came together, I first looked at Shirley Yang's face, hoping to get the two people safe and sound from her gaze, Shirley Yang had a sad face, and shook her head at me, she came down after the fat man and Uncle Ming, due to the effect of inertia, she also fell below, thanks to her quick eyes, she used a mountaineering pickaxe to hang a piece of mica nearby, so she didn't wave it directly, and then stopped Ah Xiang who followed down, only one minute before me.

I was even more worried in my heart, busy to the stratum section to check, only to see that we were in a place that was amazingly large crystal mine cave, dozens of meters high on the dome, from time to time seeping water droplets, the underground lake hung overhead, the crystal veins criss-crossed, the top of the head was full of clusters of crystals that were stretched down the halberd, people moved below, there was no shadow of bullying on the top to follow the chaos, as if entering the inverted mirror maze, we were standing on a platform at the entrance, the feet were full of white clouds, these clouds like white fog and water vapor, It is the stone smoke produced by the merger of crystals caused by the orogeny, which is lower than the density of crystal dust, odorless and tasteless, condensed but not dispersed, and all maintain a constant height, dividing the cave into two from the middle, cutting it into two layers, and the bottom is like a lake formed by white clouds, because it is impossible to see the situation below, it is covered by stone smoke, which makes the cave appear flat and wide, but it does not feel very depressing.

In this sea of clouds emerges a topaz-like mountain, the platform at the entrance, and the top of the jade mountain, there is a stone stem volley connected to the sky, it is a half-fossil half-plant-like thick vine, has been built into a section of the sky shelf, I stepped on it is still very strong, enough to bear the weight of the human body, standing on it and looking down, the soles of Yunsheng's feet, I can't see the terrain below, is it an abyss, is a waterhole? Or is it like the top of the head, all dense crystals? I asked Ah Xiang if I could see below, but I saw that Ah Xiang's eyes were swollen with tears because they were stuck with tape, and they couldn't see people blurry, let alone see other things, and now I can't count on her.

Shirley Yang and I shouted down a few times, but there was no response, and I couldn't help but be even more worried, I was thinking about where to find someone, but I suddenly heard the fat man's shout from under the clouds: "Commander Hu, hurry up and put the rope down to pick me up, the strands are all waving into *** eight petals." ”

As soon as I heard the fat man say this, I immediately relieved my heart, and I could tell from the sound that there was not much depth below, and we were standing on the shelf. Not far from the top of the fat man's head, I said to the fat man, "Where shall I go up and give you my rope?" Now you can't rush to find a bark to rub one, can you find a place to climb up by yourself? By the way, how is Uncle Ming? Did you fall down there too?"

I only heard the fat man shouting under the heavy stone smoke: "The mountaineering helmet of the gang farmer fell off, and his head hit the crystal below, who knows whether he is dead or alive, there is a stratus in the middle of this place, and the ghost place below is a mirror-like stone, and I moved my arms, and I shook in all directions." I can't even find the way now, and I hit the wall when I move, let alone find a place to climb out. I said you hurry up and find the rope, Uncle Ming is about to collapse this place when he falls to the ground, maybe after a while, we will have to sink into the lake to feed Wang Ba. ”

As soon as I heard that Uncle Ming's head hit the stone, and there was a danger of collapse below, I knew that the situation was not good, but the climbing rope was lost on the way, how could there be a pure rope.

Shirley Yang suddenly thought of the "load-bearing belt" and "armed belt" that could throw off the equipment on his body, which everyone had on them, which could be disassembled and connected together, and was strong enough, so he hurriedly started to hang the load-bearing belt, and let the fat man first connect all the ropes and belts of him and Uncle Ming, which were strong anyway, and connected them with our belts. first hung up the fat man's backpack and rifle, and then tied up Uncle Ming and hung him up.

Uncle Ming's face was covered with blood, and when I reached out and touched it didn't look like blood, I couldn't help but immediately complain: "Oh no, Uncle Ming has returned to his place, and his brains are flowing out." As soon as Ah Xiang heard that her godfather's brains flowed out. My nose was sour, and I started crying again.

Shirley Yang said: "Don't talk nonsense, this is blood, heme is starting to change, he still has a heartbeat, maybe he just fainted, or bandage him first." ”

I bandaged Uncle Ming and persuaded Ah Xiang: "Don't cry, you can't die with this bit of blood, at most you will have a concussion...... Minor concussion. ”

The fat man waited anxiously at the bottom: "I said you still don't care about me?" If you want to cry for Uncle Ming's funeral, get me up first, how good is it for us to cry together?"

Only then did I remember that the fat man was not better than Uncle Ming's bones, and it was not so easy to hang him up, so I hung down the load-bearing belt: "I can't pull you, I can only play a cooperative role, you have to exert some subjective initiative." ”

The fat man pulled the rope below and shouted, "Although my whole body is full of that subjective initiative, I am not a jet, and it is impossible for me to jump directly on it." ”

I pulled the load-bearing belt to the stone wall on the edge of the stone stem shelf, the fat man had the direction to guide, crawled under the bottom of the high and bottom, turned out of the crystal maze, grabbed the position of the depression protrusion on the stone wall, and I and Shirley Yang dragged him the top, and finally climbed up, just now the fall was not light, although it was with knee pads and elbow pads, the tail bone also hurt badly, and it couldn't be slowed down for a long time.

Uncle Ming's bleeding also stopped, I touched his pulse was quite stable, but if I didn't go to the altar as soon as possible to lift the curse on his body, I was afraid that he would be the first to return to his place, the so-called connection of the same fate, I couldn't leave him alone, so everyone took a little breath, and the fat man carried Uncle Ming on his back, and stepped on the shelf hanging on the clouds and walked on the pale yellow stone peak, where the terrain is a very neat semicircle, and a line of flag clouds on the top is fluctuating, giving people a mysterious feeling in the ethereal space, and in the crystal veins above the head, there are ghost-like lights flickering from time to time, born and disappeared, as many as hundreds, looking at the bright star.

On the pale yellow bead-shaped mountain, the color is slightly darker, faintly seems to be an old five views, but it cannot be artificially cultivated, and it is impossible to see what geological structure the stone peak is in the near distance, like a saint, like a fossil, and occasionally you can hear the crisp sound of flowing water in the depths, and the dragon hunting recipe describes that there is a "dragon pill" under the top of the ancestral dragon, it seems that it is not a lie, this underground peak, may be the "dragon pill" in the eyes of the feng shui magician.

From time to time I looked back at the situation behind me, the thing in the white tunnel, apparently stopped at the end, and did not follow in, but the way was completely cut off, but now I didn't care about how to deal with it when I went back, and I didn't tell everyone what I saw in the tunnel at the end, so as not to further increase their pressure.

The end of the sky beam reaches the belly of the mountain, the internal space is not large, there are two pools on the ground, the walls are carved with hideous evil ghosts, on both sides, there are dozens of vigorous and old white stone statues, slightly taller than ordinary people, each of them is sticking a large bowl like a stone ang, I remember the ritual depicted in the human skin mural, gouging out people's eyeballs, and putting them in such a utensil, so I looked into the stone, but there was nothing.

When he saw the place, the fat man put Uncle Ming on the ground to rest, and Uncle Ming woke up at this time, but he seemed to be a little delirious, nonsense, and shook his head when he asked nothing, and he didn't even know his own goddaughter.

There are also a few slightly smaller caves in the altar, and the religious mystery is extremely strong, so I took out the human head of the king, that is, the "phoenix gall", and asked Shirley Yang if he had found a way to use it. There are many dreams at night, and it is best to end this life-and-death event as soon as possible.

Shirley Young was staring at a place where there were strange and bizarre carvings all around, and there were human-shaped grooves on the ground, which looked like they were spreading their limbs, and it seemed to be a place of execution, and they had killed too many people over the years, soaked in blood, and the stone trough had turned from pale yellow to dark red, and it was cruel to look at.

I asked Shirley Yang twice before she came back to her senses, her face was very bad, she took several deep breaths without speaking, pointed to the stone slabs, and motioned for me to see for myself.

Although I am not very familiar with the ancient mysterious rituals of this world, but the wall carvings here are very intuitive, even I can see that there are eight or nine inseparable ten, only a few glances, but also feel that breathing began to become difficult, I waited for the black and red human-shaped stone trough to ask Shirley Yang: "If you want to hold a ceremony, you need to kill at least one living person as a sacrifice, without this sacrifice, none of us can leave alive, but who can be sacrificed casually?" Do you want us to draw a lot of life and death?"