I have a strange habit of always being more afraid of living monsters than dead souls. Because so far, most of the supernatural events have brought me psychological fear, and living monsters have always brought me pain. For me, psychological fear can be healed in a moment for someone like me who lives in hell, but the wound will last for a long time, even for a lifetime.

The big fish swam at me with such a speed that I was caught off guard, and I was psychologically afraid, so I quickly stepped back, thinking to myself, even if you hit me, then I will give you a knife.

However, as soon as I stepped back with my right foot, an accident occurred immediately!!

There was a rectangular stone half above a hole in the ground at my feet, and as soon as I stepped back, the weight of my body fell on the half of the stone above the hole. Then the stone became a seesaw, and when I stepped on one end, the other end was cocked, and my body from the waist down fell into a hole in the ground. I reacted and grabbed the upturned rock with all I could, thinking that it would be bad enough that I would fall vertically into the hole with the stone. But I didn't think that the big fish was like a mad cow, and it hit the stone headfirst, and then the whole stone flipped 90 degrees, and fell on my head or smashed down, knocking me out of the ground like a game of whack-a-mole. Then the man fell, and the stone was erected at the mouth of the cave, and I was sealed under the hole in the ground.

I was smashed out of a large bag on top of my head, lost consciousness for a few seconds, and fell like a dead fish in the water.

By the time I regained consciousness, I was already falling heavily on the dust. This underwater hole leads to a dry space with a thick layer of yellow sand.

I clutched the big bag on top of my head, screaming in pain, and sat in the dark hole with one hand in my hands.

"Huh?" It was strange that my hands were touching dry sand instead of water or wet soil. I grabbed a handful of sand, grinded it on my hand, sniffed it in front of my nose, and after confirming that it was sand, I looked up. At this glance, I saw that my flashlight was still on, suspended in a two-meter-high hole in the ground. This is even more strange, there is water in the cave I fell into, and once I get to the cave below the cave, the water can't flow down. In addition, people can pass through this cave, but the flashlight cannot pass through, so they can only suspend at the junction of the cave and the cave and stop, as if they have encountered a barrier.

The cave was just over two meters high, and I could reach the top of the cave by raising my hands and standing on tiptoe.

It was pitch black in the cave, and I couldn't see my fingers, so I thought about taking down the flashlight that was floating above my head.

Hey, this hole is so full of amazing things, the flashlight can't fall off on its own, and I can take it when I go to get it.

"Hey! Can the people above hear me? Touts? "Huzi?"

At this time, I was already calling the heavens and the earth to be ineffective, and I had completely lost contact with the people above. However, anyway, with the tiger here, a fish will not turn the sky upside down, and they will come to me when they are done. So, I simply explored this mysterious cave before talking.

I turned around with my flashlight and swept over...... The loess in front of me was half-covered with huge bones that resembled snake bones, and although the dragon's head and horns were missing, I still knew that this was the tomb of the dragon after its death.

I smiled happily and sighed: "The emperor has lived up to his wishes, and finally found your dragon tomb by mistake." ”

However, it was clear that several people had been to this place, and the ground was littered with messy footprints, and the dragon bones had been discarded haphazardly in this underground cavern with a radius of less than twenty meters. These marks undoubtedly indicate that the people who came in at that time were only trying to take the scales and skulls and horns of the dragon, and the bones of the rest of the body were treated as waste.

With this speculation, my momentary excitement suddenly dissipated. After all the hard work to get here, the few good things on the dragon were stolen by someone, how can people bear it? However, what can you do if you are unwilling? I'm afraid that these treasures have long been boiled into soup and drunk by those who are looking forward to immortality.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, looking at the scattered keels on the ground, not knowing what to do.

It was at this time that a strange scene appeared. On the walls of the cave, some bright lines suddenly appeared. These lines were like hair, like snow, and they were intertwined with each other irregularly, but they were moving, and in a short time they were like vines, and they were continuous, crawling all over the walls of the cave, and then they climbed to the ground, and surrounded me from all sides.

I don't know what it is, but it's associated with a storyline from "Fu Molu". A man named Lao Song followed my grandfather on an expedition, because he was lost in the mountains, he was hungry for several days, and he ate an ugly frog in the valley, and then, his stomach was full of hair-shaped snakes (nematodes), and in less than two days, these slender worms multiplied thousands in his body, and then crawled out of his seven orifices to kill him. It was also this story that made me never dare to eat a bite of frog meat since junior high school.

Although the lines around me are more like the lines of a work of art than a hair-shaped snake, I can't help but be afraid.

However, I was already in a difficult situation, and the only exit was from the hole in the ground when I fell, but now, I was a few meters away from it, and the lines covered the ground leading there. I was so nervous that I hesitated, and I ran under the exit...... But as soon as I ran, I stepped on these living lines, which were intended to come to me, and my act of throwing myself into the net immediately caused them to penetrate my body from the soles of my feet in an instant, like electricity.

I felt a heart-piercing pain hit my brain like an electric shock, and my legs suddenly became numb with pain, I lost consciousness, and my whole body collapsed to the ground. Moreover, these lines start on the soles of my feet, climb all the way up, and drill all the way deep into my body. That kind of pain was really the first time in my life that I felt that someone had torn off the meridians of my whole body, and life was worse than death.

My whole body was stiff and curled up, sweating profusely, convulsing constantly, like I had gone mad.

"Fourth brother!"

The master went down to the cave, and when he saw that I was on the verge of death, he was very anxious, and ran to my side to help me up and lean on her, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Huzi! Come down! ”

But then I suddenly felt fine! Moreover, the body is rare to relax, take a breath, and the freshness from the flowers and trees in the spring is more comfortable than lying in the bathtub after a tiring day.

I was suddenly puzzled, and looked sideways at the master's anxious expression.

I'm a monk from Zhanger, and I can't touch my head! Getting up from my master's body, I peeled off my clothes, checked them carefully, made sure that those lines were gone, scratched my head, turned to my master and asked, "Is this hell or earth?" ”