A hanging coffin, a dark river, that is the place where my life ended in the previous life, and where my next stop is.

I chuckled and muttered, "Daoist Chu, Canglong, I'm coming!" ”

After that, I was just about to leave, when out of the corner of my eye, I found a brown thing on the edge of the dirt pit, it was the pangolin, and it didn't run away!

I walked over, it trembled slightly, obviously scared, I was a little curious, it was a big fate, the battle just now was quite fierce, no one cared about it, it survived unscathed.

I squatted down, picked it up, and said, "Since you heard me, then go with me, and when you get to the place, I'll let you go!" ”

"Hey!" It drooped its head listlessly and had to answer.

Walking out of Huangjia Village, I made a phone call home, reported that I was safe, and repaired in a nearby town for two days to adjust the state to the best state before setting off.

In my memory, I finally died in Canglong Mountain, under the coffin, and the last fragment in my memory is that I looked at the coffin hanging in the air with a complicated expression, opened my mouth as if I wanted to say something, and finally didn't spit out a word, and then sank into the water, drowning by the corpse cockroach.

There are no dead bodies, this is a true portrayal of my last life.

Canglong Mountain is the name of the previous life, and in this life, Canglong Mountain is called Axe Ridge, leaving a lot of notoriety.

The topography of Canglong Mountain is very peculiar, it looks like someone has split it in two with an axe, and a crack nearly thirty meters wide has been opened.

Between the cracks, there is a deep river, and the dark river originates from this river.

The locals call Canglong Mountain Ghost Mountain, and this river is called Ghost River, the reason is very simple, every night, there will be green phosphorus fire in the river, looking from afar, it looks like a ghost fire.

As for the deeper reason, it is because there are no living creatures in Canglong Mountain.

With Axe Ridge as the center, there is not a single living thing within a radius of one mile or one.

There are no fish in the river, no birds on the mountain, and no insects, and being here is like entering another world, which is the most important reason why the nearby villagers call Canglong Mountain a ghost mountain.

I briefly restocked and took the pangolin into the mountains.

At four o'clock in the morning, I set out at dawn, and after walking in the mountains for nearly two hours, I entered the vicinity of the dead land.

One after the other, the dividing line is obvious, one moment there is still insects and birds, the next moment, there is silence, and the light is dimmed.

"Great God Xie, Ancestor Xie, you let me go, I don't want to go inside!"

Carrying the pangolin, I only paused for a moment, and then stepped again, but the pangolin couldn't bear it anymore and opened up with a hint of crying.

I lifted the pangolin, looked at it with a smile, and said, "Now that I let you go, it won't take you two hours, you can run outside, and then report the news, and in less than half a day, the other party will be able to touch it, you say, how can I trust you?" ”

"I swear, I swear, if I send a message of yours to the outside, it will be thundering!" The pangolin swore with its little paws in a curse.

"Swear?"

I looked at the little eyes of the pangolin and shook my head, and said, "With your qualifications, I'm afraid you'll be able to touch the edge of the catastrophe in this life, and the chance of being killed by lightning is too low, so I'll take you in!" ”

After saying that, I didn't care whether it agreed or not, whether it wailed or not, and walked with it towards the mountain.

In fact, when I walked here, I was not far from the core of Canglong Mountain.

After walking about 300 meters, I stopped, put the pangolin down, and looked around warily.

I smelled a familiar smell, some sour, some stinky, and some yin, and if I was not mistaken, it was the smell of corpse cockroaches.

It stands to reason that there is still some distance from the core area, and there should be no corpse cockroaches, but I just smell them.

The pangolin doesn't ask to leave at this time, I let go of it, it doesn't go, it follows me closely, I take a step forward, it moves forward, I take a step back, it also retreats.

Animals are more sensitive to danger than humans, let alone pangolins that are mixed in the mountains.

"What do you feel?"

I asked, crouching down and staring into the pangolin's tiny eyes.

"Danger!"

The pangolin's little eyes rolled, and two little paws grabbed my trouser leg and begged, "Don't leave me!" ”

"Not leaving?" I asked.

"I'm not leaving!" It shook its head violently.

I stood up and sniffed again, the sour smell getting stronger.

Corpse cockroaches feed on corpses, and the first few times they encountered, corpse cockroaches are hiding at the bottom of the river and entering a semi-dormant state to solve the problem of consumption.

The smell of corpse roaches here only shows one reason, the corpse roaches came out of the bottom of the river, that is, the number of corpse roaches below the dark river is likely to exceed my imagination.

I now understand why there are no living creatures here, because everything that can be eaten is eaten by the corpse cockroaches.

There was no food, they could only kill each other, and in the end, the extremely hungry corpse cockroaches could only starve to death, turn into nourishment, and die in the mountains and forests, so I could smell the sour smell, so there would be a green ghost fire on the river.

"There!"

With this in mind, I lifted the pangolin and was about to take it inside, when it suddenly screamed and pointed at a tree twenty meters away with its little paws.

I looked in the direction it was pointing and saw a blurry human face, a man hiding behind a tree watching us.

Finding me looking over, it retracted and disappeared from my sight.

Although this place is called the Dead Land, it means that there is no living thing, the mountains and forests are still very lush, no one has cut them down for many years, the trees here are generally very thick, and for a while, I really can't find the person.

"If you don't want to die, you don't want to be eaten by corpse cockroaches, just follow me!"

Putting down the pangolin, I was not in the mood to tease him, and after an explanation, I walked towards the mountain.

After taking a few steps, I paused, and I had the feeling of being watched.

"Thank you, God, why don't we go back, if we go on like this, we will finish sooner or later!" The pangolin was so frightened that it collapsed, and even took on a human form.

He was in a funny shape, wearing a gray waistcoat, a jet-black hat on his head, and a pair of small eyes that were slippery and sweeping around.

"You want to go?"

I smiled, suddenly turned cold, and said, "Okay, you can go by yourself!" ”

After saying that, I ignored him and walked straight inside.

As I got here, I could already hear a commotion, and I was already very close to the ghost river.

Ten minutes later, I walked through the woods and came to a river more than twenty meters wide.

Coming here, my eyes narrowed, the river was even weirder than I had imagined.

Although the river flows, it is very slow, and it barely makes a sound, but before, I heard a rumbling sound from a distance of one or two hundred meters, which was obviously wrong.

This is just one thing, and the second is that the feeling of being stared at has not disappeared, but it has become stronger, I can feel that there are a pair of eyes staring at me in the dark, but every time, I can't find anyone.

The third is that from time to time there is a little green light floating on the river.

I can see that light very clearly, that is, the ghost fire that the villagers say, is actually the soul fragment hidden in the corpse cockroach.

That is to say, every moment and every moment, there is a corpse cockroach that dies, and the fragments of the yin soul imprisoned in the corpse cockroach's body automatically float up and float on the river.

"It's coming!"

I stared at the river, and as far as I could remember, the river was nearby, or that the river was the one in front of me.

At that moment, the pangolin shouted in panic and turned directly behind me, pointing to a tree behind me.

I turned my head and saw the face again.

This time it was clearer, and he seemed to appear in front of me on purpose, poking his head out from behind the tree and staring at me coldly.

"It's not a human, it's not a ghost!"

The pangolin was the first to notice that something was wrong and exclaimed.

Needless to say, I had already found out, because he had come out from behind the tree, and it was indeed not a man, nor a ghost, but a man made up of corpse worms.

Densely packed corpse cockroaches are stacked together, forming the appearance of a person, and every time you take a step, a large number of corpse roaches will fall, and the face is constantly changing, but it always maintains the appearance of a person.

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