"In the belly of the mountain?! …”

A few people stared at each other.

"Xiao Zhang, do you mean to say that there are two mountains in the valley, and we don't know which mountain we ran to?" Uncle Yang asked.

"Oh my God!"

This old man Yang is sometimes shocked, Xiaoqing is inherited by him, and he belongs to the blue and is ten times better than the blue, "In the belly of this mountain, how can there be such a big space?" …”

"Let's keep up and take a look." Master said.

It was extremely quiet, and the breathing of several people came and went. The more I looked ahead, the darker it became, and after walking for a while, the light pillar of the flashlight could only shine two or three meters away. This indescribable darkness in front of me made me feel like I was going to hell.

As he walked, Uncle Yang suddenly let out an 'oops', and everyone hurriedly stopped.

"Uncle Yang, what's wrong with you?" I asked.

"His grandmother's, Xiao Leng, did you touch my ass?"

"No! Why am I touching your ass? ”

"Who touched me?" Uncle Yang asked.

No one spoke, they all looked at Uncle Yang. I shone a flashlight on Uncle Yang's buttocks, but I didn't see anything.

"What the hell..."

Hearing Uncle Yang mention 'ghosts', my heart cooled for a while, and I looked into the darkness around me, and I looked at Master.

"Everyone, be careful," said Master, "it's so dark in here, there may be something unclean..."

Everyone was alert, restrained their breathing, their bodies tensed, and continued to walk forward... Suddenly, I felt something cool touch on my buttocks, and by reflex, I jerked all over, screamed, and jumped to the side.

"Who?!"

I used my flashlight to shine in a panic, but I didn't see anything, and at this time, Uncle Yang shouted, "Something is entangled in me!" ”

'Brush', several pillars of light shone on Uncle Yang at the same time, but he didn't see anything on him at all. I was about to reach out and pull Uncle Yang when he suddenly rose into the air.

"The ancestors are banbaner," Uncle Yang shouted.

At this time, I realized that Uncle Yang was indeed wrapped in something, which was almost transparent, and I couldn't tell what it was...

I didn't think about it, I jumped up and grabbed Uncle Yang's ankle, not only did I not pull him down, but I myself left my feet off the ground and hung up. Frightened, I grabbed Uncle Yang's ankle and didn't let go, and I felt that my body was rising rapidly.

Xiang Feng suddenly jumped and hugged my waist, and at the same time, Master also jumped up with the Seven Star Sword in his hand, and slashed at Uncle Yang with a sword. I felt a slimy thing slip off my face, and then, Uncle Yang, I, Xiang Feng, and the three of them fell down and fell into a pile...

As I struggled to get up, I heard a 'hissing' sound in the sky, and I picked up the flashlight and shone it up, and I almost didn't get scared... Because I saw a person floating about two meters above me, with his limbs stretched out, writhing around...

I don't know what is on this 'person's face, and his facial features are blurry... I casually took out the lonely rune in my pocket, and was about to hit it, when I suddenly noticed that the person in the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of something like a plastic bag... If you look closely, it's not a bag at all, but ... This person is in the body of a transparent thing, and the so-called 'writhing' is actually this transparent thing moving, and even with it, the 'person' in its body also moves...

This discovery made me look in front of this 'person' in the sky, and faintly, I saw a big round head...

Suddenly, this 'person' rushed violently, and with a 'purr', it fell from above, and Uncle Yang couldn't dodge it, and just fell into his arms.

"Fuck me!"

Uncle Yang pushed violently, and the man straightened up, and slapped on the ground.

Suddenly, I felt a yin wind, with a strong fishy smell, hitting my head.

"Let's go, everyone!" Master shouted.

I dragged Uncle Yang, and Master dragged Old Man Yang, dragged the old man Cui to the wind, and rushed into the darkness ahead. This time I ran, my intestines were almost knotted when I ran, and as I ran, there was a light in front of me...

Gritting his teeth, he came to the light, only to see that this was a very thin mountain crack, and he didn't know where the mountain crack was.

I glanced back into the darkness, but I didn't hear anything. One by one, we squeezed into the crevice. Even if that thing chased after it, the mountain crack was so narrow, it wouldn't be able to get in...

Visually, the length of this mountain crack is about forty or fifty meters, and when you look up, you can't see the sky at all, and the light comes through the other side of the mountain crack. The narrowest part of this mountain crevice only allows one person to pass sideways, and walking in it, there is a sense of despair in my heart that I am going to be stuck.

Finally squeezed out of the crack, although we didn't stay in the dark for too long, but the light outside still stinged us and we couldn't open our eyes. I don't know where we went, like the valley we had been to before, it was all fog...

Uncle Yang glanced into the crack in the mountain, and said with palpitations, "The one before, I don't know what the hell it was..."

"It's like a snake." Master said.

"Snakes?"

"Well, it may be used to guard the belly of this mountain, I don't know how many years I have lived in it, because there has been no light, so my body is transparent."

"So, the dead man who fell into my arms was swallowed in his stomach by it, and then spit it out again, who is that person?"

When Uncle Yang mentioned this, I also thought of this question, yes, who is that person... Who else but us went into the belly of this mountain and was eaten by serpents? Could it be, Boss Cao, one of the two of them? …

"Don't worry about those," said Master, "I think those remnants of the Ran clan should be around here." ”

"But what the hell is this place?" Uncle Yang said.

The mountain wall behind us is steep nearly 90 degrees, and when we look up along the mountain wall, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and we can't see the top at all. Judging by the feeling, it seems to be a valley as well, but I don't know how large it is.

"Let's go ahead." Master said.

We burrowed into the fog and kept going. In the valley before, there were shrubs and other plants in it. Right now, this hellish place, bare, only stones... I said in my heart, if those Ran people really live here, that is, they have no water, no food, and no grass, what will they rely on to survive? …

Walking like this, all of a sudden, the old man Cui stopped and said, "Here..."

"What's wrong?"

We all looked at him, and we saw that this old man Cui's face was pale and his eyes were frightened.

"Is this here..."

"What is it?"

Old man Cui trembled and muttered, "Erlang's eye, God, this is Erlang's eye..."

"Erlang's Eyes?" I looked to the wind.

Xiang Feng shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what it was.

"Uncle Cui, what Erlang's eyes? … Uncle Cui? ”

I gently touched the old man with my hand, and he suddenly jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, so frightened that I almost fell to the ground.

"Old Cui..."

Uncle Yang stepped forward to pull him, and the old man Cui shrank back sharply, and said in a pitch-changing voice, "I don't want the bronze man anymore, I want to leave here!" ”

Looking at him as if he was frightened, my heart straightened with hair.

Xiang Feng stepped forward and grabbed Old Man Cui's arm, "Uncle Cui, what are you doing?" ”

"Hurry up, we're going to die, we're all going to die! This is a place only in ancient legends! ”

"If you don't make it clear, we won't leave, and you won't want to leave." Xiang Feng said.

"Old Cui, I'm not dead, I'm almost scared to death by you like this..."Uncle Yang said.

"That's it, Lao Cui, you can make it clear!" Old Man Yang was anxious.

Master took out the mineral water from the bag, twisted it open and gave the old man Cui a few sips, let go of his hand to the wind, I patted him on the back, and said, "Uncle Cui, don't worry, don't be afraid, there are so many of us, you first make it clear, what is the eye of Erlang..."

Old man Cui gasped for breath, and it took a while to calm down, and his lips trembled, "I also listened to my grandfather when I was a child..."

Old man Cui told us that when his grandfather was young, he followed the people of the horse gang to Tibet to sell tea, and once, he stayed at a post station on the ancient tea horse road, and listened to the old man of the post station tell a story about the eye of Erlang...

It is said that in ancient times, demons were rampant in the Sichuan and Shu regions, making waves, making plagues raging everywhere, rivers flooding, and the people were struggling to make a living. Later, the resentment of the people rushed to the sky and reached the heavenly court, and the Jade Emperor finally couldn't sit still, so he sent Erlang God to the mortal world to collect demons. Erlang God exhausted all his strength, caught all those demons, and trapped them in the deep mountains in the western Sichuan area, which is the origin of 'Erlang Mountain'... In order to prevent those demons from getting out of trouble one day, Erlang God cut off the eye in the center of his eyebrows and threw it into the mountain to suppress them...

As for where that eye fell, no one knows. Even if anyone knew, no one would dare to look at it. Because of legend, in addition to being able to suppress demons and subdue demons, the eye of Erlang God is also connected to the two worlds of yin and yang.

But in the end, there was still a demon who ran out somehow, turned into a human, and in order to retaliate, slaughtered the people of Sichuan and Shu, this person is Zhang Xianzhong... It is said that Zhang Xianzhong is the embodiment of demons, and the reason why he slaughtered Sichuan, in addition to revenge for being imprisoned by Erlang God, is to gather a large number of grievances and souls of the dead after death, destroy the eye of Erlang God, and release the rest of the demons, so that the entire Sichuan and Shu region is thousands of miles away, and ghosts cry all over the wilderness...

This old man Cui said that his initial narration of his grandfather had always been regarded as a story like a fantasy and had never been considered true. However, an incident that happened later made him have to believe that in the mountains of western Sichuan, there really is the 'Eye of Erlang', the existence of such a place...