Chapter 30: The Vulture's Lair

The silence in the valley is unusually quiet, the configuration of the ghost valley is a very peculiar kind in the valley, the whole valley is composed of two parts, leading to the depths of the valley is a narrow passage, the mountain rocks on both sides are very steep and smooth, as if the mountain was split in half with a big knife. This landform is called a line of sky, unless the sun shines on the top of the valley, otherwise the valley must be pitch black, and this probability is really small, so this valley is probably dark all year round, through a line of sky, is the second part of this valley, no one would have thought that there is such a huge and very rigorous space in the depths of this ghost valley, it is rigorous, because this space is extremely complete and circular, its regularity, not so much a natural formation, but more like someone deliberately did it, in the concept of water cold, only when building a large mausoleum, but now it seems that it is more like it is for the arrangement of the eight gates, The five poisons really have these idle and elegant things to fiddle with, originally thought that this was dangerous and abnormal, but now it seems that it has some fun.

Shui Han and Richu stood in front of the "Shengmen", Shui Han stepped forward and pushed the door, found that there was no movement, and pushed hard, but there was still no movement, but Shui Han didn't have much doubts, just a little lost, he knew that he couldn't push it away because his strength was too small and not because there was some mechanism, he wanted to ask Richu to push together, but considering that he was a boy, it didn't seem appropriate to call a girl to help, and under the entanglement, Richu was impatient.

"Get out of the way. ”

Shui Han was stunned for a moment, he had already pushed him away at the beginning of the day, he just wanted to remind him that this door was very heavy or something.

"Hum—"

The door opened, and Shui Han was a little embarrassed, but when he saw Richu, he immediately sent a cute smile, so he had to pretend to be okay and follow Richu in.

Hey, it seems that the old lady, no, no, Lao Tzu, still needs more exercise.

Chongluan thought it was a little funny, it was really a strange combination, he relied on the cold water to use his brain, and his strength depended on the beginning of the day.

"I think you're from Sister Richard Days. Chongluan quipped very rarely.

Shui Han gave him a blank look, because he was on the side at the beginning of the day, and he couldn't attack, so he had to secretly feel unhappy. Actually, there is nothing to attack, Chongluan has this statement, after all, it is based on the facts.

The space behind the door is a long and narrow road, very dark, but there is a light on the index finger lamp at the beginning of the day, it doesn't hurt, the two walk in the road, the road is very long, and crooked, not very easy to walk, the key is that although the index finger light at the beginning of the day is very bright, but the range is very small, can only illuminate a very small spherical shape with the index finger as the center of the ball at the beginning of the day, so you can't see the situation ahead, which directly leads to the water cold and the beginning of the day to walk very slowly, coupled with the dark environment around, it is really uncomfortable.

Suddenly there is a feeling, is this really a living door? How do you feel that the gap with your imagination is a bit big, looking at the bare stone walls around, except bare, there is nothing, it stands to reason that there should be no traps in such terrain, but I always feel that the height of this road is a little wrong, some are too high, the index finger lamp can't shine on the top at all, Shui Han looked up at the empty darkness, and always felt that there was something on it, this feeling has no basis, just a feeling, to put it nicely, it is called a man's intuition.

Although he and Richu walked very slowly, but they have been walking for some time, and now they haven't even seen the shadow of an exit, which is really panicking, Shui Han wants to remind Richu, just wanted to speak, and suddenly heard a voice from the top of his head, the voice is very sad and desolate, and it is very long, echoing in the corridor, very terrifying, Shui Han also had two thoughts in addition to being afraid, first, where have I heard this voice, second, something is really wrong!

Sure enough, as soon as this voice was transmitted in the corridor, thousands of the same sound sounded, and the effect of the echo sounded like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Shui Han just wanted to scream out to show that he was scared, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he was quickly caught by Richu's eyes, and instantly covered Shui Han's mouth with his hand, and at the same time instantly extinguished the index finger lamp on his other hand.

Shui Han watched the extinguishing of the index finger lamp, and his surroundings instantly turned into darkness, his brain seemed to be shocked, and at the same time, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

No, this voice, this familiar voice. Shui Han remembered those disgusting corpses lying outside, absolutely yes, it was a vulture!

What's going on, why are there still vultures here, is this the real vulture lair!

But now everything is not the point, Shui Han looked at Richu, she obviously hadn't noticed this yet, and she couldn't speak, God, if that voice was really a vulture, the act of extinguishing the index finger lamp at the beginning of the day was useless, and now it was dark all around, without a trace of bright light, it was a good environment for those beasts to act, thinking about it, Shui Han felt that he had to remind Richu of this matter, so he wanted to tear off Richu's hand with force, my God, why is this Nizi so strong.

Shui Han struggled, and he saw that many blood-red beast eyes suddenly appeared on the roof of the cave, and those eyes stared directly at himself and the beginning of the day in the dark night, which was really terrifying.

What to do, is it too late?