Wu Xiaoxie was woken up by the pain, as if there were countless fine and dense needles beckoning to him at the same time, the pain that pierced his heart and bones, and cold sweat swished out.

For a moment, he even felt that he might as well burp directly, and it was really not something ordinary people could stand to breathe for a while.

Thinking in a daze, he suddenly felt a hand put a hot wet towel on his forehead, and he felt strange in his heart, so he wanted to open his eyes and see which snail girl was so kind to save him.

As soon as his eyelids fluttered twice, a familiar voice came out of his ears.

"Awake?"

Hey? Wu Xiaoxie was a little surprised in his heart, is it a wooden fish?

His eyelids were so heavy that he seemed to have entered a state of ghost pressing, and he could feel the movement of the people around him, but he couldn't move at all.

He even smelled the fragrance of Sanxian hot pot, he kept secreting saliva when he was greedy, faintly, he seemed to hear the voice of the fat man, and the wooden fish was also talking, and the object of conversation between the two seemed to be the stuffy oil bottle of the little brother.

The fat man also told him to stop sleeping and get up and eat fish in a strange voice, huh? Wu Xiaoxie became more and more confused, what's the situation, the fat brother and they also came to Qinling?

The relationship was good, Wu Xiaoxie was a little happy, they got together again, and it was really fate.

With his miserable appearance now, the fat guy will definitely laugh at him again.

Thinking about it, he fell asleep again.

This sleep was extraordinarily comfortable, and Wu Xiaoxie finally woke up completely, and was about to turn over and sit up, but was pulled back by the pain in his back.

Wu Xiaoxie's face was wrinkled, Ge Laozi, what kind of evil did he create in his previous life, why was he the most unlucky every time.

Paralyzed on the ground for a while, and when the pain passed, Wu Xiaoxie got up cautiously, he felt his wrist swell, and he found that it was swollen when he touched it with his hand, and it was probably reconnected after dislocation.

He fumbled around his body with his hands to make sure that there were no missing parts on his body, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's pitch black here, there's only a fire that can't be extinguished, and there is not even a ghost except for him, and it's all an illusion to eat hot pot or something.

Wu Xiaoxie sighed heavily, turned over and crawled towards the fire with a little support on his elbows, he estimated that he should have broken a few ribs, and his left leg was also broken, and he was immobilized by someone with a simple splint made of a branch, and he couldn't move significantly.

Suddenly touched something in his hand, Wu Xiaoxie touched it, and then he was happy, it was a mountaineering flashlight, it should still work.

He turned on his flashlight, and the incandescent glare light illuminated his surroundings.

This is the inside of a cave, and there is a man-wide crack in front of the fire, and the light can be seen that there is still a hole inside.

"Old itch?" Wu Xiaoxiao screamed twice, "Are you in there?" ”

The injuries on his body have obviously been treated, this person is either a wooden fish or an old itch, and he prefers to be an old itch.

Thinking of the wooden fish that had disappeared so far, Wu Xiaoxie felt irrepressibly sad in his heart.

Sucking in his sour nose, Wu Xiaoxie sighed, cheered up, and crawled towards the crack with a flashlight.

After entering, Wu Xiaoxie propped up his body and leaned against the stone panting, resting while checking around with a flashlight.

It's a little smaller than half of the outside, and it's clear at a glance, and it's impossible for the old itch to be inside.

Wu Xiaoxie didn't have the heart to stay long, and he turned around and was about to crawl back outside, when suddenly, something flashed in front of his eyes when the flashlight swept over.

Wu Xiaoxie took a closer look, it turned out that there were some child-like graffiti-like traces carved on the stone wall where he was resting just now, originally he thought that this was carved by people who had entered here before, but after a closer look, it turned out to be an airplane and a few scattered English letters.

This is a modern man's thing!

Wu Xiaoxie was a little confused, what kind of person would go to this ghost place to draw airplanes, what are you doing.

The lower part of the graffiti was covered by some broken stones in the lower lungs, and Wu Xiaoxie moved away from those stones to see what was drawn.

When the broken stones were almost cleaned up, Wu Xiaoxie's hand touched a piece of rag, he pulled it hard, only to hear a series of friction sounds, and took a closer look with a flashlight, and he was scared out of white sweat.

It turned out that the rotten cloth was wrapped in a rotten and ossified human skeleton.

The muscles on both of its hands had fallen off, and it stood erect in front of it in claws, as if trying to dig through the rubble that had buried it and came out of it, but eventually suffocated to death.

Wu Xiaoxie was startled at first, then calmed down and removed the gravel that was pressing on the bones, and soon, a complete skeleton appeared in front of him.

The clothes wrapped around the bones had been soaked in corpse water, and they had become a heap, and the texture could not be seen, but he fished out an amulet necklace from the chest of the skeleton, so it seems that this person should be a companion who came here to rob the tomb a long time ago, and finally hid in this cave for some reason, and was finally crushed to death by the collapsed rubble.

Wu Xiaoxie had previously observed that there were traces of the collapse of this cave, perhaps it happened at that time.

There was also a two-finger-wide strap on one shoulder of the skeleton, and the quality was very good, Wu Xiaoxie guessed that this should be a very sturdy kind of mountaineering backpack.

Sure enough, a few more pieces of gravel were lifted back along the straps, revealing a black backpack that looked barely intact.

The zipper has been embroidered, Wu Xiaoxie pulled it casually, revealing the core inside, a pile of dry black powder came to his face, Wu Xiaoxie threw off the backpack and quickly hid back, the backpack was thrown onto the stone wall and planted upside down, all the things contained in it fell out, and when he picked it up, it was a notebook wrapped in oilcloth.

Wu Xiaoxie opened it, and in front of it were some geographical locations and phone numbers written with a blue oil pen, and after glancing at the lack of useful information, he flipped it back, and then was stunned for a moment, and behind it was a diary written with the same pen, looking at the time, it was three years ago.