The whole arm is not straight, it imitates the posture of people eating, so a posture of pulling back is made at the joint, so that it looks like the arm is going downhill first, and then uphill, with a length of nearly 30 meters.

Zhuo Xiong took a deep breath, walking a log in the army is generally about ten meters, and the landing height is only three or four meters. When people know that the danger has been eliminated, they will become more courageous, and the sense of balance that they subconsciously inspire will be better, which is why many people have no problem walking on a single-plank bridge on flat ground, but when they really reach a real bridge suspended on a cliff, their legs will be weak. Height is a problem, and more of an inner fear.

The speed of the lake had begun to gradually stop, but the black hair was gaining momentum, and Zhuo Xiong swung his arms back, jumped forward, and stepped his feet to his arms. He was the first, in order to drum up the people behind, the speed of walking was also very fast, Zhuo Xiong felt that there was no difference from the usual training, and after a minute, he had already reached the opposite side to make a gesture to Cha Wenbin, signaling that they could come over.

Dashan is the second, because Cha Wenbin wants to stay to deal with those hairs, Dashan has grown up in the mountains since he was a child, and follows the white beard to collect medicine in the mountains of Bashu for a living, he is really not a problem with this difficulty of single-plank bridge, don't look at his bulky size, in fact, the steps under his feet are really flexible. But he has a drawback, and that is his fear of heights!

At first, Daiyama looked forward at Takuo, and when he reached the turning point, he stopped and glanced at his feet. It was at this glance that Dashan immediately felt dizzy, and the waves and whirlpools formed by the lake water hitting each other at the soles of his feet made him feel dizzy for a moment. When the mind is nervous, there will be doubts, doubts about whether you can stand firm in such a small space, and then the person's center of gravity will immediately adjust to tell the brain that I can balance, but it is precisely this kind of self-suggestion that will break the balance that is really maintained.

Under Zhuoxiong's gaze, Oyama's body leaned to the left, and then he tried very hard to regain this balance, and his upper body began to tilt to the right, and his hands kept dancing to try to regain his balance. But his size is different from ordinary people, and once he starts to lose it, it is difficult to find it again, and sure enough, he danced less than three times, only to feel that his feet slipped and slipped down in an instant.

At that time, Dashan's mind was blank, and with instinct, his hands hugged him tightly upward, and he really let him grab that arm. This time the foot began to be unable to exert force, can only kick in place, the more the leg is forced, the more he feels that the arm in his hand is smoother, after a while, the palm of the hand does not know what is cut, the blood is down the palm of the palm suddenly makes the friction smaller.

Zhuo Xiong went to save people with the position he was standing now, with the weight of the mountain, the result of Zhuo Xiong reaching out was that the two of them fell at the same time, and now the only way is Cha Wenbin, because the rope is still on his side.

Cha Wenbin only cared about dealing with the hair that kept rising, and did not find the danger of the mountain, wielding the seven-star sword and slashing his arm sore, and when he was gritting his teeth and insisting, he suddenly saw those hairs somehow began to retreat, and when he heard Zhuo Xiong's shout, the black in the water began to change dramatically.

With the mountain as the center, the water of the lake within twenty meters under his feet was extremely clear, and outside the twenty meters was all black and oppressive, and those black hairs were scurrying around, colliding and squeezing each other, and constantly turning in circles on the periphery, so that a larger whirlpool began to slowly appear.

"Brother Wen Bin, save people!" Zhuo Xiong saw that the mountain was about to be unable to hold on, and Cha Wenbin was still looking at the water.

Cha Wenbin, who came back to his senses, took the rope and hurried to Dashan's side, wrapped his arms with rope nooses, and then walked along the road to Zhuoxiong's side. But the rest of the steps he walked a little embarrassed, in the end it was simply hands and feet and with a dog crawling style, so he also came over, spread out his palm and looked, the palm was drawn a big gap, and he quickly bandaged it first.

"Blood ......" Cha Wenbin saw that where the mountain had just fallen, there were still blood stains on that arm and dripped down, but there was very little blood, and those black encirclements were getting closer again, and the center of the encirclement was the place where the blood stains were, "They are afraid of dragon blood!" ”

Zhuo Xiong said while bandaging the mountain, "What dragon blood? ”

"Nothing." He diverted from this topic, this topic, Cha Wenbin hopes never to be brought up. But with the emergence of another wave of whirlpools, the water on both sides of the lake has risen to a higher position, and if they hit again, it is difficult to guarantee that the position they are standing in now will not be submerged.

"Well, what is it?" Cha Wenbin looked at the rectangular thing next to him and asked, this thing is a bit like a bronze coffin, the surface of the coffin is depicted with a picture of a man standing above a starry sky, and his feet are stepping on the sun and moon. I tapped it with my hand, and there was an echo of "knock, knock" inside.

Cha Wenbin said: "It's empty, it's better to be careful, and don't touch the coffin unless you have to." ”

He glanced again, and the blood stains left on the arm of the statue had begun to solidify, and sure enough, after no blood continued to drip down, the black things began to draw closer and closer, and soon a black began to gather again, this time they seemed to be greatly stimulated, and the splash was much larger than before.

Mixed with the stirred up waves, the sound of slapping against each other in this empty world spring again and again, and the cry of a woman can be quietly heard in the huge roar.

The cry grew stronger and stronger, and at the end of the day, I didn't have to open my ears to hear it, and the cry began to become clearer and clearer, louder than the waves of water, and the cry had overshadowed everything, all over the world, everywhere. The cry seemed to be getting closer and closer to them, and I don't know when it started, when something else first appeared on the water, and it was a sight that made anyone's scalp tingle when they saw it.

First, Zhuo Xiong saw a white thing faintly appear in the water, it was slowly floating under the water, Zhuo Xiong pulled the bolt, and gently hinted to Cha Wenbin to pay attention. Cha Wenbin saw that the white thing began to float upwards from the water, Zhuo Xiong raised his gun and began to aim, Cha Wenbin pressed the barrel of his gun down and signaled him not to worry, wait and see.

Then the second white thing appeared, and then the third, and then the fourth, and they were like foam boards pressed to the bottom of the water, and now they all began to rise, and the countless whites made the lake and the bright stones overhead, and soon it became a white world. And those things that surfaced turned out to be people!

Corpses of women dressed in white began to surface, their faces swollen and unrecognizable, their hair tangled in each other, too numerous to count. But what can be clearly seen is that water is constantly pouring out of their faces, and that place should be the human eyes, and the water changes with the rhythm of the cry, sometimes more and sometimes less, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The three of them were a little overwhelmed by the sudden scene in the lake, and Cha Wenbin had a thought in his mind, could it be that the rise in the water level was caused by the tears shed by these corpses?

If human tears can accumulate into such a large lake, even if there are tens of thousands of corpses, how long will it take to cry? Someone has calculated that if a person lived for 80 years from birth to death, and went out to sleep and cried, then he could cry about half a ton of water. Such a lake is unfathomable from the information obtained by Zhuo Xiong, if it is all tears, then you can imagine, how long have these corpses been crying?

Cha Wenbin listened carefully to those cries, this cry is different from the usual women's crying, this cry is not only long but rhythmic changes, if you carefully scrutinize, you will find that the cry is more like a sad tune, but the person who sings the song can no longer hum the melody completely, can only use crying to express, so why are they afraid of the blood of the mountain?

Just thinking about it, Zhuo Xiong patted Cha Wenbin's shoulder and said, "Look! , something has appeared in the lake again! ”

It was a mass of red, a huge mass of red, and it slowly emerged from the bottom of the water like the white, and the white-clothed female corpses where she appeared began to get out of the way, and soon a circle center was given up again.

The red was a dress, a huge skirt, and the owner of the red dress was face up, and her face was clearly recognizable. Delicate facial features, fiery red lips, slightly upturned eyelashes, pointed chin, although in the water, but you can see that her expression is very painful, and there are large tears gushing out of the corners of her eyes.

Tears turned into water, and her eyes never opened, this woman all three of them knew, her name was: Leng Yiran!