The visibility here is too low, and Wu Xiaoxie is like a blind man when he uses a flashlight, and his eyes are covered with fog.

He tentatively called twice, "Old itch? Where are you? ”

The sonic vibration caused the fog in front of him to flutter leisurely, forming a wave-like trajectory.

Wu Xiaoxie waited for a while, and called twice, but no one answered.

It's weird, it's such a big place, and the old itch is with him, where can he go?

Could it be that I fell and fell unconscious and didn't hear his voice.

Because he basically couldn't see anything, Wu Xiaoxie had to grope along the cave wall to find someone little by little, and just after walking two steps, the weird "ooh" sound that attracted them down suddenly sounded behind his ears, very close, as if it was thunder, and it sounded loudly in this silent space, Wu Xiaoxie trembled all over, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and he turned around and used the flashlight as a weapon to hit the rear.

As expected, nothing hit, and the sound came to an abrupt halt.

Wu Xiaoxie gritted his teeth, and told himself in his heart to calm down, the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, it can't go on like this, it's too passive, once he is attacked by a sneak attack, he doesn't even have time to react.

At this time, it is too late to say that you are afraid, and you can only face the unknown danger head-on, and sitting still is equivalent to waiting for death.

Wu Xiaoxie took a step, raised 120,000 points of vigilance, and slowly walked to the cave wall with his back against him, his eyes firmly fixed on the movement in the white mist.

The ghostly voice didn't sound again, but Wu Xiaoxie still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and the moment he turned his head to look to the left, the fog on his right suddenly shook violently, and it was fleeting, so fast that Wu Xiaoxie didn't have time to see what it was, and the movement disappeared.

"Damn! Damn it! ”

Wu Xiaoxie just wants to scold his mother, what the hell is it, so he is mysterious, and he has the ability to stand up and fight with the master!

He had some doubts in his heart that it was deliberately scary, and he estimated the height of the part where the mist fluctuated, and found that he was much shorter than Lao Itch, unless Lao Itch half-curled up on his knees and bent his waist more than forty-five degrees.

In this awkward posture, I still want to achieve that kind of high-speed movement, unless I am not a person, or I squat down and fly over with Nezha's hot wheels.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of the fat man, the more nervous he is, the more ridiculous thoughts will pop up in Wu Xiaoxie's mind.

However, the miscellaneous brain makes up for it, and the tension is reduced a little.

It doesn't matter if it's a ghost or not, find it out and let it show its original form first.

After settling down and swallowing his saliva, Wu Xiaoxie held the lamp in one hand and the knife in the other, and walked in the direction where there was movement.

However, when he passed, he still didn't find anything, and he couldn't help but be a little discouraged, and turned his head to look left and right, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something hanging next to his head, and he was not sure, so he turned his head that way again.

Oh my god, there's something!

Wu Xiaoxie held the knife and poked and slashed frantically, but he didn't poke the fart, but the fan wind dispersed the mist in that direction, revealing the true face of that thing.

It turned out to be a bronze chain hanging from above, the thickness of a wrist, covered with patina mycelium and tiny roots, hanging in the air, and there was nothing tied underneath.