Although the thin waist felt guilty when he saw this, he still did not hesitate to send a signal to the above when he thought of his life. The rope slowly pulled upwards, and some of the dry bones below had climbed up to the edge of the platform, and then the vision was dark, and it turned out that she had been pulled above 821 meters......

Zhang Xiaofo saw that his thin waist was still on top of his head, but suddenly disappeared, but he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back at the dry bones that had climbed onto the platform, his eyes were cold, his heart was ruthless, and he took out a dagger and cut his wrist...... The blood soon fell to the ground along the lines of the skin, forming a small pool. No longer wasting time, Zhang Xiaofo began to draw talismans around himself......

The moment Zhang Xiaofo finished painting, the dry bones had already surrounded him.

The dry bones are a step or so in front of Zhang Xiaofo, and Zhang Xiaofo is just an experiment, and he is not 100% sure. Thinking that this rune can trap dry bones in the hole, then it should be able to control those crazy bones. Some of the dry bones have finger bones with ice slag, which is very sharp. It is no exaggeration to say that a little force can instantly penetrate Zhang Xiaofo's throat.

The bones were blocked out of the runes, confused, and retreated. Like a high tide after a high tide, he returned to the cave and sat cross-legged.

This place is really weird everywhere, and after the crisis was temporarily resolved, Zhang Xiaofo found that the clothes on the vest had been soaked with sweat. To make matters worse, the light source above his head finally ran out of battery and went out - in darkness.

Human beings are terrified because they can see and they are terrified because they can't be seen. Especially for Zhang Xiaofo, there is his deepest fear in the darkness, and it is precisely because of that fear that Zhang Xiaofo can be very calm about the current ignorant situation.

Zhang Xiaofo simply sat on the ground and waited, hoping that his thin waist would turn around to save him. But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any movement above, he knew it in his heart, and sure enough, the glance before parting was clear enough, that is, you were buried alive, don't worry about me saving you.

After sitting for a long time, Zhang Xiaofo felt that his lower body was about to lose consciousness, and the primary problem he was facing at present was to solve the heating problem, otherwise he would have to freeze to death! But there was nothing on his body to burn and keep warm, Zhang Xiaofo groped on his body, and inadvertently touched the oblong box on his chest. Then I remembered that it contained the hair of a dartfish.

"I really can't bear to die!" Zhang Xiaofo didn't dare to touch the hair directly, just unscrewing the lid of the box was enough to warm his body.

The pink hair of the mariculus is capable of emitting a faint light in addition to heat. Sticking the box in his chest, Zhang Xiaofo walked to the edge of the platform and looked at the quiet ravine below. It's impossible to climb up. More than 800 meters, Zhang Xiaofo has neither physical strength nor equipment, and he can't count on foreign aid, so he can only think of other ways.

"It seems to be in a desperate situation!" Zhang Xiaofo said to himself: "I don't like the feeling of being buried alive." ”

At more than 800 meters underground, with a group of living corpses, it really feels like going to hell. But if hell is at this level, that's how polite it is.

Just when Zhang Xiaofo had nothing to do, a gust of wind blew. Not bad, it's just a gust of wind. The wind smells wet. This reminded him of what Slender Waist had told him on the plane, there was a very strange thing about the valley of Azuil, that is, after rain, the water that poured in would suddenly disappear after a few tens of meters out of shape, and then appear thousands of meters away, which may be his life - to find a water source.

After figuring out the key to the matter, Zhang Xiaofo also had an appetite, took out the chocolate from his pocket, stuffed two pieces into his mouth, and slowly slid to the bottom again.

After landing, Zhang Xiaofo cut the rope, lifted the dagger to his waist, and was always ready.

His nose opened in the air, felt the direction of the wind, and then walked along.

The pace is not hurried, not fast, just every step is very steady, and will not fall.

Fortunately, the dry bones in the stone cave did not come back to life, but I don't know when the entire valley floor was filled with a layer of white mist. With Zhang Xiaofo's current state, he has no time to care about whether this fog is poisonous or not, so he can only beg that it is not poisonous.

It turned out that there was a two-person hole in front of the valley floor on the right side. The entrance to the cave is very secretive, and if it were not for the guidance of the wind, it would not have been possible to detect it.

Zhang Xiaofo stood still in front of the entrance of the cave, very conflicted in his mind. At this time, the messy and grotesque stories I saw in the past were really rushing to collectively refresh their sense of existence. The most famous is a mountain facing the sea in country R. On one side of the mountain is a humanoid entrance, while on the other side is a twisted exit. If someone enters through the entrance, they will slowly twist into a youkai as they pass through a long passage.

I don't know why I thought of it at this time, I thought it was funny, Zhang Xiaofo suppressed the sudden thought in his heart and walked in.

This is Africa, not Asia. Even if something strange happens, it has to be local. For example, in the West, the boss is God, and in country R it is Amaterasu, so there should be a difference between different national conditions.

The cave is relatively spacious and clean. As he walked further in, Zhang Xiaofo felt that the wind was getting stronger, which proved that his sense of direction was not wrong, and where there was wind, there would naturally be an exit.

In the dark underground, time can easily be overlooked. Zhang Xiaofo didn't stop until his legs were all immersed in the water. The water level was getting higher and higher, and at the limit distance as far as he could see, there was water sticking to the roof of the cave! He had to wonder if he could replenish his air in time before he ran out of breath. This is not an extreme game, but a real adventure. He didn't know what the terrain was like, but he had to consider the sudden threat from the creatures.

Originally, Zhang Xiaofo still wanted to think about it, but a group of strange voices behind him made a decision for him. He's a doctor, so he knows what a bone sounds like when it hits the ground.

Zhang Xiaofo sped up, and when the water was about to go over his head, he took a deep breath and plunged into the water.

It was cold, bitterly cold, cold to the point of heart paralysis, and if it weren't for the dry hair on his body, Zhang Xiaofo would almost certainly have gone to see Marx when he entered the water.

The underwater vision was even more blurred, Zhang Xiaofo held his breath and looked around for a place where he could breathe, but unfortunately there was none. Zhang Xiaofo's cheeks bulged, his heart beat fast, and the lack of oxygen dulled his thinking and vision. The contrast between the biting cold water and the burning heat in the lungs was stark. At such an urgent time, Zhang Xiaofo still had the energy to look back, and then comforted himself - fortunately, the bones couldn't swim.