The pool was so cold that it overwhelmed me in an instant. I was struggling on all fours, with nowhere to focus, and I poured several mouthfuls of water, finally emerging from under the water and breathing in a big breath of air. The mist swamp on the pond water, Lao Gao and Ye Daining two figures stood at the bridgehead.

I hated it in my heart, what the are these two guys, are they so joking, throwing me straight into the water. I wanted to stretch out my hand, but as soon as I moved, my body immediately sank down, and I poured N saliva continuously. That's when I realized something was starting to go wrong. If it's really a joke, there's no need to see me so embarrassed, and if my life is in danger and I don't make a move, what do they want to do?

I had no other thoughts on my mind, I just wanted to live, and I struggled desperately. But the more I struggled, the faster I sank, and there was a problem with the water, the buoyancy was too small to hold me up.

Suddenly, there was a huge suction force under the water, and my brain buzzed, damn, there won't be a whirlpool down there, right? Before I had time to think about it, I was sucked deeper and deeper by this suction. As soon as I opened my mouth, countless bubbles bubbled out of my mouth. There was no light under the water, it was dark, and I could faintly see countless sediments in the water, and my last thought before I fell unconscious was that this water was really dirty.

I woke up from my slumber and rubbed my temples, my eyes blurry and I couldn't see where I was. The whole body hurt so badly, as if I had fallen from some height, and the cracks of my bones were surging and painful. I touched it casually, and the ground was full of dry mud and weeds, and the prickly skin was itchy. I barely stood up, leaned against something, closed my eyes and recuperated.

My head is very dizzy, I dare not open my eyes, and I want to vomit when I look at something. At this time, my head was full of cold sweat, my body was cold, and my stomach was churning, which was really uncomfortable. It took a long time for this breath to come to an end, and I felt sick, and very sick.

After resting for a while, I felt that the discomfort had passed, and then I slowly opened my eyes.

When I saw the scene here, I couldn't help but be stunned, wondering, how did I end up in such a place.

In front of me is a rural earthen house, with an area of about ten square meters, and there is nothing in the room except a clay kang. The house must have been uninhabited for a long time, the bed was covered with dirt from the floor, the walls were of adobe on all sides, the wooden beams of the ceiling were mottled and broken, and there were cobwebs between the beams. When you lift your nose and smell it, a musty smell rushes straight over, which can smoke people on their backs.

I was leaning against an earthen wall, my clothes covered in dirt and grass roots, like a begging for food. I took a deep breath and stood up slowly against the earthen wall, my head was still a little dizzy, and I walked two steps, shaking under my feet, and I felt nauseous.

, what the hell is this place? I suppressed my discomfort, leaned against the wall, and rubbed out the door step by step. Walk out of this room and outside is the kitchen. If you live in the countryside or a friend in the countryside, you may have seen this kitchen, the largest area here is a stove made of adobe bricks, with a big black pot in the middle, and a bellows under the stove. The stove pit is stuffed with dried grass and bellflowers.

It's weird, when did I get to the country, what the hell is this place?

My discomfort gradually dissipated, and my body gradually warmed up and became more comfortable. It's like eating a big ice cream on a dog day. My mind began to work, and as I looked at this strange place, I desperately remembered how I had come to be. But the strange thing is that I don't have a clue how to think about it, and I can't think of why I came here.

I walked over to the stove and reached for the lid to lift the pot. There is only half a pot of stinky water in the black pot. I pinched my waist and looked left and right, but there was no one in front of or behind. Is it uninhabited? Is it a deserted house?

I leaned over to the black pot, stepped on the stove with one foot, and reached over to take out a puddle of water with my hand and wipe it on my face. The water temperature is a little low, but it is just right, and it is sober and sober when poured on the face. It's just that the water is so stinky that I almost didn't spit it out, and when I wiped it on my face, my face exuded a stinky smell. Okay, there are no beauties anyway, so it stinks.

I wiped my face with my sleeve, cheered up a little, and walked outside.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a small voice coming from the backyard of the kitchen. It's finely crumbled, like a mouse. My heart suddenly mentioned, I used to live in a relative's house in the countryside, and I was not afraid of any old bezoar dog, but I was afraid of this mouse. The rats in the mountains are also big, all like kittens, with black hair all over their bodies, dragging their long tails, slipping all over the ground, and they are numb when they look at them.

Look at the kitchen, and there's nothing to take advantage of. I knelt on the ground, pulled half a sorghum stalk from the stove, and waved it quite strongly, barely able to defend myself.

The voice was broken and kept ringing in the back. I was a little scared, I really didn't have the courage to go over and take a look, and I wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

I walked to the door with the sorghum stalks in my hand, and there was a farmhouse outside, empty and there was no one in sight. The sky was dull, the black clouds were very low, there was no sunlight, and it was surrounded by endless rolling mountains, very, very desolate. I looked at these mountains with some horror, and my heart beat harder and harder, damn, how did I get to such a hellish place, a mountain after a mountain, where the hell is this? Will I be able to get out of it?

The gray and gloomy scene in front of me makes people feel hopeless and desolate, and there is a kind of loneliness that has never been seen before.

I leaned against the door frame, lazy and couldn't raise a little energy, thinking about how to get out of the mountains and my brain was three laps bigger. Suddenly, something touched my leg.

I wasn't mentally prepared, I was scared by this sudden change and screamed, it couldn't be a big mouse coming out, right? My scalp tingled, and I clenched the sorghum stalks and looked back.

I saw a little girl standing in the dark corner behind me.

Because the light was too dim, there was suddenly such a person, and my scalp was numb at that moment. It took a long time to slow down, and when I looked closely, this little girl was only ten years old, wearing a very earthy little flower jacket, with two tweets, and her little face was full of soil, and she looked like a child in the mountains. Although it is quite dirty, it can be seen that the little girl is quite delicate, and her big eyes are flickering, which is very pitiful.

I tried to touch her little head, and the little girl tilted her face to look at me, and there was a very close expression on her little face. I squatted in front of her, took her two arms, and said softly, for fear of scaring her: "Little sister, what is your name?" ”

The little girl looked at me, stretched out her hand and made two gestures, and couldn't make a sound of "ah, ah" in her throat. My heart sank, and it turned out to be a mute.

It's just that such a beautiful little girl was born in a closed mountain village, but she is still disabled. I touched her head with pity. I was about to try to ask her how to get out of the alley, but the little girl suddenly grabbed my hand and pointed to the backyard, "Ahh

Got something in the backyard? Looking at the courtyard of Hessesen, I beat a drum in my heart and said in a deep voice: "There is consumption in the back, don't go over, bite." ”

The little girl held my hand tightly and pointed to the backyard, her expression was very anxious, but she couldn't speak, and she was about to cry.

I held the sorghum stalk in my other hand, scared, but also a little curious, maybe there was something in the backyard that could provide a clue to me where I was and how I could get out.

I took the girl's hand and the two of us went to the backyard. Because the light was too dim, I went out through the back door, relying only on the thin moonlight, and saw that the yard was not large, and it was full of firewood, and there was a kennel, but there were no dogs in it. The yard was empty and there was nothing.

I looked at the little girl, a little surprised, and made a gesture to her to spread out, indicating that there was nothing.

The little girl pointed to a courtyard door in the backyard, her expression very anxious. The courtyard wall of this backyard is not made of earth, but a fence made of branches from the mountains. I don't know who did it, the craftsmanship is very clever, the branches are braided horizontally and vertically, and they are densely tied, and they look very strong.

In the middle of this fence, a small wooden door was opened for only one person to enter and exit, and at this time it was half hidden and half a little, and I did not know what was behind it.

I suddenly chuckled in my heart, realizing a terrifying and somewhat unbelievable possibility.

This little girl definitely didn't appear here alone for no reason. If she is the one who lives in this house, then there must be parents, grandparents or something, why is she only alone now, but not this adult? Isn't it...... Are they all dead?

I swallowed. Open this wooden door, and there won't be the corpses of the whole family inside, right?

At this time, the courtyard was getting darker and darker, and the wind in the mountains was very hard, and it was cold all over. With her in one hand and sorghum stalks in the other, I staggered to the small wooden door, stretched out my pole and pulled the door open.

I thought it might be a warehouse or something, but when I opened it, I realized that this small door opened to the farmer's yard next door.

I looked at the little girl, who nodded anxiously at me and pointed inside.

I gritted my teeth, and then I let go. I walked over and looked inside. That yard is not big, and the things in it are similar to this yard, firewood stacks, dog kennels, donkey sheds, etc. The two of us went into the courtyard, and I pinched my waist and looked around, and it was quiet, and there was no figure.

Just as he was wondering, suddenly there was a strange sound from a stack of firewood. I was so frightened that I quickly aimed the sorghum stalks there, and the firewood stack kept stirring and fell with a "bang". I saw a black shadow crawling out of it, this shadow was hunched, fat, and fat, and I was so frightened that my scalp was numb, and I stood there motionless.

The black figure got up from the ground and swept the broken branches from his head with a very human movement. I breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a person.

"Who?" I shouted.

"Me." The fat man replied.

Grass, I laughed angrily. I know who the are you?

The fat man slowly approached, and I saw clearly that this was a big boy, wearing a school uniform, quite fat, and looking stupid, wearing a myopic glasses, stunned like a stupid fork.

Seeing this picture of a student, I felt a lot of peace in my heart, and wiped my nose: "Who are you?" ”

"Hey, who are you?" This little fat man is a little rude to speak. Not to mention that I'm older than him, you should call out brother. Okay, even if you don't call me brother, you don't even have a title? Just shout hey. The child was uneducated.

It was already very hot, so I resisted it and said, "My name is Liu Yang, and I don't know how I came to this place." Who are you? ”

"My name is He Qin." The little fat man said, he pushed his glasses, rubbed his head and said, "By the way, I remembered how I got here." ”

My heart tightened, and I hurriedly asked, "What the hell is this place?" ”