The bottom platform can clearly feel the flow of air, and the surrounding terrain does not seem to be very complicated, and the branch hole, which is about two meters high, seems to be gradually expanding. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I took a flashlight to shine it, only to see a tunnel-like hole laid out in front of me, where the light source reached, damp and cold, like a dark passage to the netherworld.

I was just about to say hello to Yang Xue and ask her to wait a little while I went in to check on it first to make sure it was safe. Unexpectedly, she had fallen silently, walked up to me with light steps, and asked me if I had found anything.

I shrugged my shoulders helplessly, thinking to myself that this woman was too hard to serve.

As for the unknown creature I saw just now, I don't want Yang Xue to know about it for the time being. Because even I wasn't sure what it was, maybe I was wrong for a while, in short, I didn't need to make Yang Xue panic.

"Let's go into this hole and have a look," I reminded Yang Xuedao, "but we have to be more careful." ”

I took out two small pickaxes from my bag, handed one to Yang Xue, and warned her that no matter what comes at you, don't hesitate to use the pickaxe to chop it over. The pickaxe is a very sharp tip, which is generally used to fix the body on the rock when climbing, and even ordinary stones can make deep marks, not to mention flesh-and-blood creatures.

One after the other, we grasped the small pickaxe, lowered our center of gravity slightly, and made a movement that could be stabbed at any time, and slowly advanced towards the cave that was more than two meters high.

There are many "holes within holes" like this, and some of them are generally relatively narrow and even extremely narrow, and ordinary people cannot pass through. These branch caves have gradually taken shape under the erosion of thousands of years of flowing water, constructing a complex underground network, some inconspicuous small holes, even reaching thousands of meters underground.

Unexpectedly, we didn't go far along this two-meter-high branch cave before we made a discovery. In the layer of soil beneath his feet, there were scattered silver dollars that had been corroded by the air, some of which had sunk into the dirt, revealing a half-mottled interface, and some of which had completely fallen to the ground, rusty. I picked up a piece casually, leaned in front of my nose and looked at it carefully, it was the kind of coinage from the Republic of China, if it was correct, this should be the so-called treasure of the restoration of the country. It's just that this is not the place where the treasure is buried, and these lost silver dollars seem to have been thrown indiscriminately, and I really can't imagine what happened in the process of transporting the treasure at that time, so that they didn't even have time to pick up the fallen silver dollars?

With these questions in mind, Yang Xue and I continued to go deeper, and when we turned a corner, we saw a tin box discarded on the ground, rusted to the ground, with the mouth half open, and half a box of silver dollars inside. Near the open chest, there were also a number of silver coins scattered around, presumably from the box containing the silver dollars.

"This is part of the treasure," I tried to analyze, "and it seems that in the process of transporting the treasure, the person carrying this box encountered some unexpected situation, and even took care of the whole box of silver dollars, which is basically a fatal danger." ”

Yang Xue bowed slightly and agreed:

"You're right, when life is threatened, it is possible to give up wealth, but what danger can be encountered here? Could it be that there was a civil strife among their own people? ”

At this moment, somehow in my mind, the image of that thing flashed again: the seemingly old rickety back, the skin covered with folds, like a dehaired monkey or a mouse, with quick movements and keen vision.

It can't be that thing, right? Judging by its size, that thing was only more than a meter tall, and it didn't seem to have a lot of strength, so how could it resist the bullets in front of the heavily armed treasure collectors back then? Could it be that there is more than one unknown creature?

Just as I was thinking about it, Yang Xue next to me suddenly screamed, which made me tremble in fright, and I hurriedly asked her what was wrong.

Yang Xue showed an overly frightened look, pointed a flashlight behind us, and said tremblingly: "A white thing flashed just now"

I hurriedly asked her if she could see what it was, Yang Xue said in shock, that thing was too fast, and she didn't have time to see it clearly, but the thing had a hideous expression, white all over, and acted as fast as a bolt of lightning.

I asked Yang Xue to be vigilant in the same place, and I walked over cautiously, and when I saw it, there was a small hole with a diameter of half a meter on the top of the cave wall, which was unfathomable with a flashlight. According to the direction Yang Xue pointed, there is no doubt that that thing must have drilled into this small hole. I grabbed the pickaxe, aimed my headlamp at the entrance of the small hole, made a stabbing posture, waited in place for a few minutes, but did not see any movement, then retracted the posture in frustration, turned around and walked towards Yang Xue.

Who would have expected that as soon as I turned around, I saw Yang Xue pointing behind me with a frightened face and shouting:

"Be careful!"

The flesh on my cheeks shook in shock, and before I could turn around, I immediately rushed to a fishy wind from behind, and I subconsciously took the pickaxe to block back, and then, a mass of things hit my back, and a pair of claws instantly scratched behind my back!

The claws of this thing were very sharp, and within a few scratches, my clothes were torn open a few times, and in an instant, the flesh and skin were scratched by it, and a burning pain immediately spread.

It was only then that I turned my head back, and when I saw that I was startled, I saw a smooth head against my cheek, the whole head was the size of my two or three fists, and the whole shape was triangular, and the mouthparts without lips were now biting the handle of the pickaxe, and the mouth was whining and shouting, and the limbs were scratching, and there was a constant stream of fishy mucus squirting, impartial, just splashing on my face, so disgusting.

I had palpitations, and I was glad I was clever enough at the critical moment to take a pickaxe and block it behind my back, otherwise, with the barbed mouthparts of this thing, if I let it take a bite on my neck, at least half of the flesh would be torn off by it.

The creature's claws still scratched at me, and with a sharp roar in its mouth, it was completely frenzied, and soon tore many holes in my clothes, and if it went on like this, I was afraid that I would be scratched into flesh. I didn't dare to slack off, so I subconsciously threw myself on the ground, and a donkey rolled on the spot, trying to shake off the monster hanging on my back.

Annoyingly, the monster seemed to understand my intentions, and as I rolled on the spot, it swooped into the air with its vigorous skill, and when I had regained its slump, it pounced again, like a maggot on my tarsal bones, and stuck to my chest, and its strange grin, wrinkled face squeezed out a strange smile at me. To be continued.

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