I waited for a long time at the mouth of the cliff, but I didn't hear the sound of the big stone falling to the ground.

Maybe it's because the waterfall of the underground river is too loud, or maybe it's ...... It's a bottomless pit.

I used the wolf's tooth flashlight given by the third uncle to shine on this cliff, the part close to the edge is very slippery, the light can be seen in the reflection, the dark river is five meters wide, rushing from the hole upstream, opposite the waterfall, is a vertical rock wall. On both sides of the strait are wide cave halls, and the flashlight shines past, and there is no edge in sight. Occasionally, a few dark shadows were illuminated, and in a flash, they were probably small mice. I walked back with a feeling of relief, and the flashlight shone on the shore, and there was a lot of moss, and some small bugs were burrowing around.

The third uncle took the flashlight, smiled, but his face turned pale, and said that he knew why he was so urgent, right?

I nodded, and said that I knew, and if I fell, I might be scared to death in the air.

He helped the hairy trail to his feet, and said to go back and see—how many seconds did we drop just now? I said no, the soul was gone all of a sudden, who still had time to count. He sighed and said that this road is dozens of meters underground, let's see if there is a way back. We walked upstream, thinking about the black abyss, and we were all afraid, for fear that we would step on the air and slide down the dark river, so we walked slowly three or four meters away from the river.

Walking nearly 100 meters upstream, you can see a pale yellow opening in the air.

That's where we fell, at the altar.

There was the fluttering of wings in the darkness, and it flew close to me, and then something was thrown at me, and I followed, very soft, flowery, asleep. The tiger cat flew to the head of the wounded soldier of the miscellaneous trail and fell, noisy, and said that the little Taoist, you are a hanging hair, and you are not good at catching my little Lori, if you really fall, what should you be guilty of. It said to me again, don't worry, it's okay, this little Lori will wake up in a while.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao covered his head, still dizzy, and looked at this fat bird and became angry, saying If it weren't for you, an old bird, who starved to death and reincarnated and ate the tomb spirit, how could this kind of thing happen? It's all your fault.

Lord Tiger Cat defended and said Fart, I don't eat this tomb spirit, I'm afraid that I will be killed by Lu Zuo's little poison. Speaking of which, Lu Zuo, you little thing, can be a blessing in disguise, with a pair of hands like a soldering iron, ordinary ghosts, but you don't have to be afraid of them.

Its nagging, everyone was annoyed, even the third uncle, who had always respected it, also gave it up, asked it to work hard, go up and inform the fourth child and Zhou Lin, saying that our side is fine, don't worry about it for the time being. It flew up from the head of the miscellaneous hairy trail, hovered, and said yes, just eaten, fly and fly, help digestion.

The fat parrot flew up, so high.

I looked at the high yellow circle of light and asked the third uncle if the rope we brought was enough? From here to the top, I'm afraid there must be thirty or forty meters, right? The third uncle compared it with his thumb, and after reciting it silently in his heart, he said that he was afraid that it would be even higher, about 56 meters. The rope is certainly not long enough, and the knots are not strong enough. We may have to wait for a while, and only when the fourth child and Zhou Lin go back and call someone to come to the rescue will there be hope.

I nodded, and my face immediately turned ugly.

How easy is it to go back and call someone? At the mouth of the cave outside this underground building, there are still two door gods. Zhou Lin was hugged by Blood Xiaoyang and rolled back to the floor, this is different from "rolling the sheets", ordinary people may have a few broken bones, although he is strong, but it is not much better; The uncle was even more miserable, relying on a little bit of food and water, he was hungry for a few days, and his left hand was broken at the elbow, and he didn't know how to get it, but he was definitely so weak that he was terribly weak.

Such two wounded, let alone go back to call someone, whether they can get out of that hole is still a problem.

Don't add two full sets of offerings to the altar of the stone table.

I can think of it, the third uncle can naturally too, he sighed ugly with an ugly face, and said that the fourth child can really find a place, magnolia, tea citrus shell, wood incense ti...... If you want to find these flavored herbs, they are also available in other places, but he found them here, and so many lives died in vain.

I was silent, there was so much going on in the past few hours that my mind hadn't even turned a corner yet.

Think about it at this time, uncle's three travelers and a guide, three died and one was missing, and on our trip, the guide Lao Jiang also died. I don't know anyone else, let's not talk about it, Lao Jiang, this Hubei man who looks like a little old man, he is only forty-six years old, and he is the pillar of the family, both old and young, but he died here in no apparent way.

Although it was those Gan giants and Xiaoyang who killed him out of nowhere, in fact, do we also have some responsibility?

I didn't dare to shirk, and my heart was even more uncomfortable.

When I think back to the moment when the Gan giant killed, I was terrified, killing between people of different kinds was so cruel and direct. In fact, not only Gan giants, but also human beings, is there less such killing? Take a look at the allusions to the slaughter of cities during the invasion of foreign races in Chinese history, and look at the slave traders and Indians killed in the world of Western civilization......

There are always the most cruel devils in human nature, and there are also the kindest angels, and this is human beings, real people.

I stood by the river in a daze, thinking, and was awakened by the cries of the third uncle and the miscellaneous hairy road, turned my head, and found that they had walked more than ten meters away from me. I asked what's wrong? The hairy trail beckoned to me and told me to come over. His voice was mixed with strange emotions, I hurriedly ran over with Duoduo in my arms, only to see the two of them standing on the edge of a big pit, I walked to the side and looked down, only to see that the big pit was full of white bones in the middle of many dirty dust.

These white bones, some large and some small, may be too old, and most of them have been fused together to form "fossils".

But some, but it was unusually clear, especially at the edges, I saw several huge skulls, this size is simply not something that humans can have, not even that Xiaoyang, can not compare. There are still a few places, there are complete dried corpses, originally this place is close to the dark river, it is impossible to have a dry corpse, but on the contrary, we looked over and were taken aback, this is not a human corpse, but the black-scaled shark man mentioned by the third uncle before, because the body was roasted out of the grease, it was thrown here.

Here, there is a large cemetery, and the lights shine through, and such large pits abound in the dark.

Is this where the grave spirit needs to be suppressed?

The third uncle continued to search with a flashlight, and finally, we found a large altar due south. This is a place that is larger than the altar just now, and in the middle, there is still a stone tripod, four meters high, rectangular, with two straight ears on the top and four cylindrical tripods on the bottom, and the arrangement is almost identical. We approached and lifted our feet, but we did not dare to step on them.

The third uncle picked up the compass, wiped the water stains on it, and then recited the "Please God open the light mantra", I leaned over and saw the black magnetic needle shaking sharply. I couldn't understand the relationship between the pointer and the direction on the compass, and I didn't understand what these characters meant, but when I saw that the faces of the third uncle and the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao were blue, my heart was empty, and I asked what's wrong? Miscellaneous Xiaodao smiled, pulled his stiff face, and said that there are two news, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first? I suddenly felt that it was not good, and said, I have to listen to it.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao pointed to the black magnetic needle of the compass and said that the good news is that this altar, oh, to be precise, should be called a monument, and there is no offensive formation; Then the bad news is that the resentment here is so thick that people are afraid, and the black fog is swirling, and there must be demons. The third uncle smiled bitterly and said that at this time, I still know how to quarrel, let's go, go up and have a look, maybe we can find the answer.

We rushed in and went up to the altar.

It is a floor with six paintings carved on the ground. Let's go through them one by one, discussing the abstract images and lines:

The first painting is empty and chaotic, the abyss is dark, and the world is in the womb of the womb;

In the second painting, mountains appear, surrounded by the sky, forests and forests, and giants appear in the majestic mountains;

The third painting shows the appearance of a three-eyed figure on the alluvial plain between the two mountains, and they established a kingdom, farming, hunting, fishing, and sacrificing......

The fourth painting is a chaotic and dark underground, with all kinds of horrors and monsters depicted in countless lines;

The fifth painting is a war, where homes are destroyed by light and fire, and corpses are buried for thousands of miles;

The sixth painting is the building altar, where the three-eyed villain finally defeats the darkness, and the winged one becomes king, establishing four great tripods to suppress the dark eyes in the mountains on all sides.

……

Miscellaneous Xiaodao swallowed his saliva and pointed to the sixth picture, saying that the place where we are standing is not one of the eyes? That's, isn't it? Myths? I was silent, didn't speak, just remembered the dark and bottomless pit that flowed down the waterfall just now, and I was afraid in my heart, not knowing what the end of the road was. Every nation has its own myths and legends, and the rulers, for their own interests, tend to exaggerate the facts and compile a lot of unwarranted things, so that what we are exposed to now is not comprehensive, and if we do not believe it, we will not be able to believe it, and if we believe it, we will be fooled if we accept it all.

However, what does it mean to have such a terrifying altar in such a place?

Is this giant stone tripod really the eye of the suppression of the dark passage?

The third uncle held a compass in his hand, squatted under the big ding, and said Maybe it's true, you see, it's windy, and the pointer is abnormal. This darkness may be what we call the spiritual realm, and this may not be. However, since we can get these things here, then there must be a way, back to the surface, we will look for it, and we will definitely find it.

This place is very big and empty, and I and the miscellaneous trail equipment have been lost, so there is only the third uncle's flashlight. We gathered together and searched around, but we found nothing, but we found a dark river. This is a tributary, and it can't be compared with the rushing dark river in front of it, gentle. There are a lot of rocks next to this tributary, and when you look through the gap, there are white objects. We walked a few steps past it, and it turned out to be eggs. The egg, as big as a baby's little fist, was densely distributed on the banks of the river and on the rocks, and when it turned over a large rock, it was white as far as the eye could see.

There is a degree to everything, and once there are too many, it can feel weird.

My heart was numb, I felt something in my heart, and when I looked back, in the darkness, there were suddenly more flames, blue-green, looking at the past, like the night sky of my hometown county.