"Look, I've been climbing down for a full thirty minutes, and even if I climb one meter a minute, I should have climbed thirty meters. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info What kind of ghost cliff, if there is really a hundred meters, the poker face would have fallen to death a long time ago, and we don't need to be buried at all." ”

Zhuo Fan was still impressed by the spirit of life and death between Lao Jiang and Poker Face just now, and now he was completely dumbfounded, "This is giving up?" ”

"As I said, if this cliff is 100 meters long, do you think Poker Face has a chance of surviving? If he is still alive, why is there no news at all? You know, poker face is very good, such a cliff, he climbed up in two or three strokes. After speaking, Lao Jiang patted the dust on his hands, gasped impatiently, wrapped the rope around his hands twice, and kicked his legs to climb up.

"That's not going to work, don't you want to know, why didn't the poker face come up?" Zhuo Fan grabbed Lao Jiang's clothes, "You said it, with poker faces, it's easy to come up, so why doesn't he come up?" Is he really dead? ”

Lao Jiang said silently, "Although I don't want to admit it, but if you fall off such a high cliff, the chance of survival is very small, right?" ”

"Anyway, don't they all say that if you live to see people die, you have to see corpses?" Zhuo Fan showed more firmness than Lao Jiang, and glared at Lao Jiang with burning eyes.

Lao Jiang hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said, "What do you mean...... Let's move on? ”

Zhuo Fan nodded firmly, "Yes." ”

Lao Jiang rolled his eyes and slipped down the rope, "Just wait for your words." I'll go first, and you follow me. After speaking, Lao Jiang had already continued to climb down the rope, and he didn't look like a fat man at all.

"Huh?" Zhuo Fan was puzzled, the difference between the attitude of this old Jiang before and after was too big, "You are testing me." ”

Lao Jiang carefully climbed down and explained, "I'm worried that you don't want to go down, and it's not good to directly persuade you to go back alone." I don't know what there is now, and in my experience, it must not be simple. ”

"Isn't this an ordinary cliff?"

"The walls of this cliff are also painted with absorbent carbon black, so the light of an ordinary flashlight cannot illuminate at all. What surprised me even more was that when I was hanging on the rock wall just now, I saw that there was fire all underneath it. ”

"It's all fire?" Zhuo Fan looked down in surprise, but he couldn't see anything but darkness.

"I've just watched all the way, and there's no fire. Probably the reason why we wear gas masks. ”

"According to you, the poker face also fell off the cliff because he saw the fire. Is that fire an illusion? How can such an illusion occur? ”

"I don't know, many ancient tombs, before the tomb is sealed, will be injected with poisonous gas, and after the tomb robber or archaeologist enters, if he does not wear a gas mask, inhale the poisonous gas, and he will have hallucinations or poison to death."

"I know this, like the pyramid tombs of the Egyptian pharaohs."

"Yes."

Lao Jiang and Zhuo Fan climbed down in the dense darkness, with the light from the wolf's eye flashlight, they didn't know how long they had climbed, and they didn't know how deep they had been, so they could only repeat the mechanical movements, step by step. From time to time, gravel fell from the feet and rolled down the rock wall, but the sound of the stone falling was never heard, and the stone seemed to roll into the endless abyss.

After a long time, the two of them were so tired that they could no longer move, and they rested against the rock wall.

Poker Face looked down at the flashlight and said in frustration, "Why do I think that if we want to go down, it will be faster to jump, right?" ”

"Lao Jiang, don't be impulsive, we've been climbing for so long, to say the least, it's a hundred meters, you jump down, although it's fast, it's also a hundred."

"When you encounter such a ghost cliff, it's really better to jump down and go straight to the end!" After speaking, Lao Jiang Hehe laughed, "Reporter Zhuo, don't be surprised, I'm a rough person." ”

Zhuo Fan smiled bitterly, "I appreciate that Lao Jiang and Poker Face speak so directly, even between many close people, sometimes they can't say such direct words." ”

"It's good if you praise me, the poker face is a stuffy gourd, and you won't hold back a fart if you knock it for a long time." After speaking, Lao Jiang fell silent. The exhaustion of the body easily leads the heart to feel tired, and at the moment he is more and more worried, falling off the cliff poker face.

Lao Jiang regained his strength, and now he has recovered a little bit of strength, and he plans to continue to climb down. Zhuo Fan is about the same age as Lao Jiang, but his physical fitness is much better than that of Lao Jiang, which stems from Zhuo Fan's habit of exercising after work. After climbing for so long, he naturally helped Lao Jiang with the flashlight, and always paid attention to the changes in Lao Jiang's physical strength. At this time, he also hit the flashlight under Lao Jiang's feet, the flashlight head was originally facing the top of their heads, and the moment he turned the flashlight, he seemed to notice something, and immediately turned the flashlight back.

"You're going to help me do that." Lao Jiang shouted in his gas mask and patted Zhuo Fan's leg. Zhuo Fan didn't move, Lao Jiang had no choice but to pull his trouser leg again, and raised his head to look at Zhuo Fan's chin. I saw Zhuo Fan tilting his head, as if he was looking at something.

At this time, Zhuo Fan suddenly removed the gas mask on his face, Lao Jiang only saw that his eyes were full of disbelief, his eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, as if he said something, but Lao Jiang couldn't hear clearly.

"What did you say?"

By the light of the flashlight, Lao Jiang saw that Zhuo Fan's widened pupils reflected a fierce flame, but Zhuo Fan looked straight at Lao Jiang as if he didn't see the fire in front of him, and then, he slowly shone the flashlight on the top of their heads, and shifted his gaze again.

Lao Jiang was surprised, he could only follow Zhuo Fan to do the same action, his head wearing a gas mask was heavy and a little stiff, his gaze crossed Zhuo Fan's chin, he saw that not far above their heads, the top of the cave could be clearly seen.

"What's going on?" Old Jiang was anxious, "What's the matter!" We've been climbing for so long, how can it look, the distance between the top of the cave and us, the distance ......"

"Less than ten meters ......" Zhuo Fan lowered his head and muttered.

"Impossible...... old Jiang stomped his feet anxiously, "We have been climbing down just now!" Could it be that there are ghosts on this cliff that hit the wall? ”

Zhuo Fan smiled softly, he looked at the fire rushing up from the bottom of the cliff, it was about to swallow him little by little, and he felt that it was getting hotter and hotter around him. He almost lost consciousness and slowly let go of his hand.

By the time Lao Jiang recovered from the impact just now, Zhuo Fan had already fallen from his side with his head up. Lao Jiang was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out to grab it in the air, but he didn't catch anything, and the flashlight in Zhuo Fan's hand hit the rock wall a few times, and the light went out. The entire cliff was plunged into complete darkness, and Lao Jiang blinked in the darkness. Intense darkness invaded through every crevice in his body, burrowed into his body, organs, followed his bloodstream, and finally permeated all cells.

He was swallowed up by darkness.

Lao Jiang was stunned for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to touch the gas mask on his face with his already cold hand. Soon, the gas mask was taken off.

He opened his eyes again in the darkness. Beneath his feet was a sea of scarlet fire.

Lao Jiang felt his body warm again, and he smiled with satisfaction, his smile revealing a ghostly sense of satisfaction. Finally, he let go of his hands......

"Hey ......"

"Hey!"

"Wake up, old Jiang ......"

"Lao Jiang!"

Poker Face crosses his hands and stands to the side. Zhuo Fan patted Lao Jiang's face, and looked at the poker face with an embarrassed face, "He hasn't woken up yet." ”

In the quiet interval between the two, the snoring of Lao Jiang Rulei sounded under the silence.

Zhuo Fan couldn't believe it, "He's ...... Are you asleep? ”

Poker Face calmly looked at Lao Jiang. Sit cross-legged beside Lao Jiang and lean against the rock behind him.

"Poker face, you said we fell from above, why didn't it happen?" Zhuo Fan remembered that he had fallen into the abyss of the sea of fire, but when he woke up, he was not injured at all, and he also saw the poker face that also fell. Before he could say anything to Poker Face, Lao Jiang also fell.

"I don't know, maybe the abyss is just our illusion, in fact, it's just a pit of less than ten meters."

"Less than ten meters?!" Zhuo Fan couldn't believe his ears, but apart from such an explanation, how could he show that they were safe and sound at the moment? "If it weren't for the drop of our flashlight, I would have been able to look around, maybe I could really prove what you said, now that it's dark all around, the fire fold in your hand has limited lighting after all."

The poker face blew the fire fold and blew the fire fold brighter. "I've looked around just now, and there should be a huge cemetery down here."

"What? Cemetery? But you can't see anything in this pitch black, how do you know this is a cemetery? ”

"Have you noticed that we haven't encountered anything along the way, not even snakes, insects, rats and ants? It's almost early spring, and it's time for snakes and insects to wake up, but here, there's nothing. ”

"What does this mean?"

"Even ordinary people, when choosing a tomb, if there are ants in the tomb, they have to choose a new tomb. In tombs with good feng shui, these things will not appear. ”

"Oh," Zhuo Fan nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Lao Jiang should still have a flashlight in his backpack, you look for it."

Zhuo Fan took advantage of the light of the fire fold, put his hand into Lao Jiang's bag, and tinkered left and right. Provoked Lao Jiang to itch for a while, he couldn't help but laugh in his dream, laughed and laughed, and suddenly woke up. After two "haha" sounds, he stared at the fire fold in the poker face's hand with wide eyes, and the thin face of the poker face distorted by the faint light of the fire fold.

"Hell!" He pushed Zhuo Fan away.

"It's me." Zhuo Fan grabbed Lao Jiang, "It's me, Zhuo Fan, we're not dead!" ”