The entire cavern, according to my eyesight, is about one meter high and about six meters long, and I have been here for at least twenty minutes, so it stands to reason that the air here should have run out of air a long time ago.

This shows that there must be a place for ventilation in this cave.

Thinking of this, I was refreshed and decided to search this place again, but I had almost searched for the places that could be seen by the naked eye before, so the only places left were invisible to the naked eye.

But where will this place be?

I scanned the confined space for a moment, finally resting on the corpse's head.

Regardless of how he died, wouldn't it seem strange for a man to bury his head like an ostrich in the dirt before he died? I reached out and probed for the silt-like substance, the black goo covered my forearm, that is, the pile, at least half a meter high, and the bottom of the pile was a layer of hard, like a reef.

I wondered, isn't there a vent underneath?

But then I resigned myself to my fate, even if there was a vent underneath, then it would be impossible for the air to penetrate the mud and emit it, that is, the vent that kept the airflow in this space stable was not under the silt.

But apart from the fact that this place is invisible to the naked eye, I really can't think of anything else that I ignore in such a small space, I don't have any other special skills, that is, I have strong observation, but at this moment, my observation seems to be ineffective.

I kept hypnotizing myself, reminding myself to calm down, the more chaotic the more difficult it was to find the flaws, and just as I was pulling my hand out of the mud-like substance, I was suddenly pushed by something under my palm.

It's a living thing.

I was startled and subconsciously wanted to pull my hand out, but then, there was a sudden sharp pain on the back of my hand, and something was biting on it.

"Hiss......" I gasped and pulled out my hand violently, and the black goo was thrown everywhere, only to see that something was crawling on the back of my hand, about the size of a baby's palm, covered in a layer of black mud.

It should be some kind of blood-sucking insect.

I didn't care to look at it, so I picked up the dagger in my right hand and slashed it, but the thing bit very tightly, and my dagger was cut down, and instead of pulling it down, it hurt my flesh, and then I realized that there was a pair of gray big crows on the mouth.

I was stunned for a moment, isn't this a corpse cockroach?

This is an ordinary corpse cockroach, because it is covered in a layer of mud, so I really didn't see it at first, but at this moment, the thing is biting the back of my hand, probably thinking that there is little meat there, and the big cockroach in its mouth is loosened, and it climbs up along its upper arm.

This is not the corpse cockroach king, and I have no taboos, just like catching a crab, clamping its back, dragging it down, throwing it to the ground and stepping on it. But at this moment, I suddenly found that two corpse roaches suddenly appeared in those mud-like things, and my heart was alarmed, and my heart said no, is it full of corpse roaches down here?

As soon as the two corpse cockroaches came out, they jumped towards me like fleas, but they were just ordinary goods, compared to the big corpse cockroaches in the corpse cave, it was 108,000 miles behind, I tightened my body, tried to let my back against the stone wall, and stepped on the corpse cockroach with my feet, one by one, one by one.

Although there are corpse roaches constantly burrowing up in the mud, but fortunately, there are not many of them, they are all scattered out, and after I stepped on about 30 of them, there are no corpse roaches crawling out. At this time, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Before, I thought it was a ghost hitting the wall, and the male corpse pulled out his head and wanted to be close to me, but looking at the current situation, it is estimated that the head of the male corpse should have been topped by the corpse cockroach inside, plus I didn't shine a soft dumpling with the hooves of a black donkey before, could it be that this is not actually this brother making trouble?

It's not a zongzi, is it Milota?

I feel like I'm going to be driven crazy, if it's really Milota, I'm afraid I've been split up at this time, but this cave, except for trapping me, there is no abnormal movement, even if a few corpse cockroaches come out, it is also a level of death, not enough to pose a threat at all.

I've been in this situation many times, but at least every time I have a clue whether it's a dumpling or a trick, but this time, I found that I didn't have any clue at all, even if I was calm at first, but now, I'm already feeling a little anxious.

I thought about it for a long time, but there was no way at all, time was lost little by little in the dark, the air smelled foul, at first I could force myself to think of a way, but in the end, I really couldn't think of any possibility, because of the long curled up in a small space, I even felt like my internal organs were being squeezed, and it was uncomfortable to breathe.

I don't know how long I sat down, I couldn't hold my breath anymore, and couldn't help but scold my mother at the corpse in front of me: "Fuck, are you the ghost, if you have the ability, get up and fight alone!" Yes! Come on! ”

No one answered me, this quiet and suffocating feeling was almost driving people crazy, I curled up and felt uncomfortable, and finally I could only move in a crawling position in a narrow space, surrounded by black sticky, and the corpse of a corpse, as for the male corpse, the stench and the old maggots on the body were enough to make people daunted.

In order to save the light source, I have always turned off the searchlight, in this narrow space, the passage of time seems to pass very slowly, and in the end, I don't even have the heart to crawl, the only thought in my heart is to go out, no matter what the method, as long as I can see a living person and hear a little sound.

I remembered that I still had a dagger on me, so I used it to dig for the reef, which was silly, but in this desperate moment, there was really no way to think about more, and if I was left to wait in such a state of inaction, I would have gone mad.

I don't know how long I've been digging, but all I hear is the sound of the dagger hitting the reef, monotonous and poignant, piercing into my eardrum with a bang, until the tip of the dagger dulls when I can't exert the slightest strength in my wrist.

In the end, maybe I stayed in the dark for too long, too much longing for the light, so even though I knew that the light source was precious, I couldn't help but turn on the searchlight, and the moment the light was turned on, I subconsciously looked at my watch, and the time display on it shocked me, because I found that I had been in this small space for a full six hours.

I don't feel hungry at all at the moment, it is estimated that when anyone is in this environment, the ** for eating and drinking will disappear, but I have never been as desperate as at this moment, and then later, the searchlight was turned off and on, turned on and off, and the dagger that had been blunted changed countless positions, except for knocking down one or two pieces of gravel, there was no more more, and finally, the searchlight lit up a warning light.

I was stunned, the whole person crawled on the ground in a dejected manner, the black sludge in front of me, and all the strength of my body was drained, at this moment, I once again experienced despair, and it was complete despair.

In this place, no one can find me, even if the stuffy oil bottle finds out that I am missing, and then comes back to look for me, will it be like in the Milota Cave in Guangxi, and find that you can't find the way at all?

I vaguely felt that this was very likely, and I didn't even dare to think about it anymore, and when my eyes looked at the male corpse, a strong fear rose uncontrollably...... Maybe it won't be long before I become like him......

When the time comes, will someone spot me the same way I found him and touch my ass along the way?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my stomach was churning, rubbing against the sticky skin, and even dense goosebumps, in case that person was fat, if it was a woman, how embarrassing would it be?

Thinking about it, I became more and more irritable, in such a small and muddy space, people's mental and physical strength, also disappeared very quickly, in the end, I was even so tired that I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was almost crazy, and finally I couldn't stand it anymore, in the narrow space, shouting some people's names.

I can't tell you who I called, I just feel that my head is muddy, it seems to be the name of the stuffy oil bottle, and it seems to be the name of the third uncle, when people are vulnerable, it is easy to show the most instinctive fear, maybe in my subconscious, there is still a hope that at a certain corner, those who died because of protecting me will appear again......

This is an extremely naïve and unreliable thinking, but at this moment, my brain is completely paralyzed, like a person's deathbed wail, and the names of countless people echo in the narrow hole.

I've always felt that although I can't do it, my mental capacity is not low, but now I have realized that the human heart can be both the strongest and the weakest.

I don't know how long I screamed, but the miracle didn't happen, the surrounding environment didn't change at all, it was still stench, it was still cramped, I was completely desperate, and in my frenzy, I threw myself directly at the male corpse.

"It's all you! Fuck, damn it! "In a desperate environment, the brutality of human nature is aroused, and when I call the names of countless people and get no response, under despair and fear, I have only one thought in my heart, destruction!

I punched the male corpse in the face, and the corpse splashed, and I used to be disgusted by the molluscs, but at this moment, watching those little creatures struggling in the mud, I instead felt like I was the same thing, at least I was not the only living creature here.

If it were a fat man here, he would definitely laugh at me fiercely, and even compare himself to maggots, but at this moment, I can't laugh, I just want to cry.

However, at this moment, I suddenly realized that something had emerged from the arms of the male corpse......