The sound quickly faded away, and the whole process lasted only a dozen seconds, so it was impossible for me to hear it even if I wanted to. However, I think that since Huang Ranran and Heng Qi both heard this voice, it means that its appearance has a certain frequency, and maybe it will appear again after a while. So I waited patiently. After waiting for about twenty bells, it reappeared.

But this time I was mentally prepared, so it was noticeably less shocking than the last time. However, I still have a lot of confusion: where did the source of this sound come from? Is it a reflection of the real sound of nature, or is it my auditory hallucination? Or, as Huang Ran and Heng Qi say, a ghost crying?

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?" Just as I was in my trance, a gentle voice suddenly appeared in my ears. Although I knew it was Fu Ying as soon as I heard the voice, I was still so frightened that I almost jumped. It took me a while to come back to my senses, and at the same time I patted my chest with my hand to suppress myself: "Bah, baba, pat, shoot out the flames of the sky......"

"Brother Yang, what are you reciting? Is it an ancient spell?" Fu Ying said strangely.

I blushed and said embarrassedly: "It's nothing, when I was a child, my mother would hum such a song to suppress me, which means to shoot out the flames in my body, and no demons and monsters dare to get close......"

Fu Ying said with a slight annoyance: "Then do you blame me for making you frightened just now?"

"It's a little bit shocking, but I don't blame you. You know, people are scared to death......"

"Really? I'm sorry. By the way, you just hummed a ballad?" Fu Ying had a hint of apology on her face, and at the same time a trace of irrepressible curiosity.

"Yes, it's a ballad. I replied.

"Hehe, and this is the first time I've heard a ballad. How can there be a thousand flames in a human body?"

"Don't you listen to the superstitious people who say that there are three fires in the body of a man? These three fires are not visible to those in the sun, but the ghosts in the underworld can see them, and when they see these three fires, they will be far away. I said with a playful smile.

"So that's the case, then what did Brother Yang get frightened about just now?"

"Just now, I heard the ghost cry. I restrained my smile and changed to a solemn look.

"But as far as I know, Brother Yang doesn't believe in ghosts, and no matter what supernatural events are, they will be interpreted by you as a natural phenomenon. Fu Ying looked at me and said.

"No, I believe in ghosts, everything that has not yet been recognized, can be called 'ghosts,' and of course there is a difference between the 'ghosts' here and the 'ghosts' of superstitious people. I replied earnestly.

"So that's the case—then what 'ghost' did Brother Yang encounter tonight?" Fu Ying said.

"As I said, I heard the ghost cry. ”

"Well, that's a ghost. Fu Ying pondered for a long time, then suddenly nodded.

"Why, you heard that too?" I looked at her in amazement.

"Yes. It's still far away, and at least we won't encounter it tonight, but tomorrow is hard to say. Fu Ying's expression was solemn.

"So, can we beat it?"

"People are righteous and evil, and evil must not invade righteousness!" Fu Ying's tone carried a hint of resoluteness.

Fu Ying's expression made Sheng feel a little moved, and it also increased a lot of confidence. No matter what danger we will face tomorrow, we must face it bravely, and the word retreat should not exist in our dictionary.

"Brother Yang, rest early, I have to hurry tomorrow. Fu Ying's eyes revealed warmth and concern.

"I'm going to keep watch for everyone. I replied.

"No, there's a white patrol around the perimeter, it's very safe here. Fu Ying said.

I was stunned for a moment, and then it dawned on me: it turned out that Bai Bai had never left us at all. Patrolling this mountain forest in vain, our safety can indeed be assured.

Just as I was about to go into the tent, I heard the cry again, and although Fu Ying said that we would only encounter it head-on tomorrow, I still couldn't help but shiver.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you?" my shocked expression naturally didn't hide from Fu Ying, she asked in surprise.

"I heard the cry of the 'female ghost' again. I replied truthfully.

"Female ghost, crying?" Fu Ying's expression was a little stunned.

"What's the matter? What you hear is different from what I hear?" Fu Ying's reaction also surprised me.

"What I hear is sighing and moaning, it is an invasion of the soul by the breath, which can only be felt deep inside, and as for the cry of the female ghost you mentioned, I am afraid it is not the sound I heard. Fu Ying replied.

"Come, you stand in my place. I gently pulled Fu Ying to where I was standing and asked her to listen carefully.

The sound really has a certain frequency. It didn't reappear until more than twenty minutes later.

However, Fu Ying was a little relieved after hearing this voice: "Brother Yang, you heard it wrong, this is not the 'cry of a female ghost', it is the pulse signal of the winged snake. ”

"What? Is it the pulse signal of the winged snake? is the one you caught?" I stammered, turning into a wooden chicken in a daze.

At about ten o'clock the next morning, we finally walked out of the primeval forest and came to the foot of the snow-capped Manuhut crater. It is a typical mountain formed by a volcanic eruption, and the peaks are in the shape of a standard cone, which only refers to the part that is covered with snow. The part below the snow line is composed entirely of huge rocks, unusually steep and steep, almost no green vegetation can be seen, and it is difficult for ordinary birds and beasts to climb up, except for a few large birds of prey chirping over the dangerous rocks, as if searching for prey. These birds of prey are probably eagles, but they are completely different from what we see in China.

"Where is our goal?" I said, taking a breath and looking at Fu Ying.

Fu Ying's beautiful eyes stared at a certain place on the left side of the mountain and said, "It's there—but I feel its pulse beating, and we have to hold on." ”

"Whose pulse is beating?"

"It. Fu Ying pointed to the snow-capped crater.

"How can such a lifeless mountain have a pulse?" I said before I could speak, and Heng Qi scratched the granite in confusion.

"Miss Fu, this is an anthropomorphic technique, it must refer to mountain spirits and ghosts!" Huang Ranran interjected.

"Yes, this mountain always gives people a feeling of breathlessness, and it seems that our trip will not go well!" Chen Han also expressed his "opinion".

Of course, I can only take it as a boring gag, and I must not take it seriously, otherwise it will lower my IQ!

After blocking the words of Huang Ranran and the others, I looked at this mountain peak and pondered for a while, and suddenly my heart jumped and said, "Yingying, did you mean that there will be a volcanic eruption?"

Fu Ying nodded and said, "Not bad—we may only have twelve hours." ”

"What, it's so short?" I stayed there. Twelve hours isn't too long, it's not too short, but it's not enough to complete this expedition.

"Volcanic eruption? This mountain doesn't seem to move at all, how, how can it be?" Huang Ranran's horror was clearly written on his face, and he was only concerned about the volcanic eruption itself.

"The geological activity inside the earth is very active, you can't see it from the outside, for example, earthquakes, in fact, they happen all the time, and the world is estimated to have been shaken thousands of times when you are running in a daze, but these changes are very small, you can't feel it. Xie Ke looked at the runway of the yellow runway.

"Then this volcanic eruption must be very small, we may not feel it at all, and there should be no danger. When Huang Ran heard me say that, he immediately turned his sorrow into joy.

"Haha, Huang Ranran, you have misestimated this, what can cause Miss Fu to pay so much attention is definitely not a slight eruption, maybe it is a large-scale eruption, and it is possible to bring a great change to this island!" Heng Qi sneered.

"It can't be so miserable, right?" Huang Ranran and Chen Traitor changed their faces together.

"Alright, let's not waste time here, let's do it!" I said, glancing at the crowd.

I'm not just worried about the eruption, I'm more worried about what Fu Ying said last night, and the wake-up call that Wu Xiaowen gave us before entering the mountain: let's be wary of moaning in the dark!

Who the hell is moaning in the dark?

"Brother Yang, it's here. Fu Ying stood at the foot of a white stone cliff and looked up at the snow-capped peak.

I looked at the snow-covered summit and wondered, "Is it on the peak?"

"Inside the crater, to be exact. Fu Ying replied.

"What?" my brow furrowed.

If you want to enter the crater, you must first climb to the top and then find a way into the crater. It's going to take a lot of time, and I wonder if we'll be able to get there before the eruption.

But now that you are here, there is no reason to retreat! I urge everyone to speed up and move towards the peak. During this period, I naturally suffered a lot. The journey to the summit was covered in snow and ice, and in some places there were cliffs, and we even encountered a few avalanches.

Thankfully, we were well prepared, we had all the tools to climb, and we were able to choose the best paths, preferring to take the gentlest ridges rather than climb steep places. At the same time, we also tried to avoid places with thick snow, so although there were a few avalanches, they were not large-scale, and there was no danger.

However, Huang Paopao, a decrepit man, was still buried by an avalanche once. Fortunately, it was not buried deeply, and we dug it out in time, otherwise this guy would have become an "ancient".