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There was complete darkness all around.

Isn't it hell here?

Suddenly, in the depths of the endless darkness, a slight heartbeat sounded.

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......".

Slowly, the sound grew louder and louder. Then, there was a heavy gasp.

The abrupt sounds, mingling with each other and echoing in the darkness, sounded so eerie. Especially in the current dead and silent environment, people can't help but feel hairy in their hearts.

Slowly, a figure shuddered slightly in the darkness, and then, he struggled to sit up.

After his eyes adjusted to the darkness for a while, he looked around and saw that he was in a cave surrounded by black-brown rock walls.

However, this is not a natural cave, but more like a people's hall, with a stone table and stone bench made of stones, and several water vessels made of bamboo tubes and various household utensils made of wood or rattan are placed next to the wall.

As for the place where he was living at the moment, it was a stone bed.

Could it be that who lives here?

Yang Xiaoling didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and when he woke up, he found that he was already lying in this cave.

What is this place?

Didn't he choose to jump off the cliff in frustration, how could he be here again?

What happened after he jumped off a cliff?

Is he dead?

......

At that moment, a series of questions poured into my mind.

He tried to remember, but his mind was groggy and he couldn't think of anything for a while.

At this moment, wisps of meat wafted from behind, making his stomach churn.

He could still feel hungry?

A dead man will never feel hungry, that is, he is still alive.

At least, he's alive now.

Yang Xiaoling struggled to turn around, and immediately felt a hot pain in his body, which was caused by the abrasions caused by the trees growing between the cliff walls after falling off the cliff.

But anyway, after all, he is still alive.

Being alive was a happy enough thing, but he didn't even feel a trace of joy.

Why, those who live well always die inadvertently, and he, a person who is bent on death, can't die.

The pain sensation made Yang Xiaoling sober up a lot. Only then did he realize that a short distance behind him was sitting a person, or rather a humanoid creature.

There was a fire in the cave, and at this moment the man was sitting in front of the fire and was intently roasting two hares, and the smell of the rabbit meat came from his hand.

As if sensing Yang Xiaoling's movement, the man's face was overjoyed, but he didn't come over immediately.

After looking up at Yang Xiaoling, he refocused on the rabbit meat in his hand.

He seems to be a very single-minded person, so when he is doing one thing, he is never disturbed by another.

Since the person didn't come over, Yang Xiaoling had no choice but to walk over.

After rubbing his eyes, he carefully got out of the stone bed, walked slowly to the fire, and sat down opposite the man.

Only then did he take a closer look at the other party.

It was indeed a man, a man to be exact.

He looked to be in his early fifties at best, but half of his hair had turned completely gray, but fortunately it was neatly combed.

And yet on him, he didn't even have a single piece of clothing on him.

What he was wearing, to be exact, was nothing more than a few hides stitched together with fine vines.

The fur coat was long, hanging down to the knees.

As for his feet, he was also covered with a layer of animal skin, which was tightly wrapped with fine vines until it reached the kneecap.

This person's outfit is completely a primitive person.

Think about it, in such a deep valley where people are scattered, the cloth that comes from makes clothes.

When Yang Xiaoling looked at him, he also looked up at Yang Xiaoling carefully.

Yang Xiaoling realized that his face was full of deep wrinkles. After the baptism of time, those wrinkles seem to be extraordinarily vicissitudes.

But the most special thing is his eyes. His eyes were bright and full of life.

Yang Xiaoling didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

The look in his eyes seemed to have a strong magical power, which made people can't help but be impressed.

However, his eyes are very pure, as if he can see through a person's heart at a glance. No matter what kind of person he is, no matter how deep his city is, under the gaze of these eyes, there will be nothing to hide in an instant.

But it is such a pair of eyes that perceive everything, but there is no trace of scheming in it.

Facing such a pair of eyes, people can immediately have a strong sense of respect in their hearts.

In fact, he was a very respectable person.

It was these eyes that made his whole spirit look completely out of step with his age.

Yang Xiaoling suddenly had an illusion, he felt that he was not facing an old man who was already in his fifties, but more like a young man of his own age.

However, after just looking up at Yang Xiaoling, the man quickly lowered his head again, and even his very bright eyes dimmed. His gaze fell back on the hare that was roasting in his hand.

Looking at his appearance, he didn't plan to talk to Yang Xiaoling.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Xiaoling had no choice but to test and ask very carefully: "Senior, what is this place?"

The man was silent, concentrating on roasting the rabbit meat in his hand, still ignoring Yang Xiaoling.

After waiting for a while, Yang Xiaoling asked again very carefully: "Did you save me?"

The man nodded, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time before he said with difficulty: "You...... I ......".

Although he tried hard for a while, he only said two words vaguely.

It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, it was just that he hadn't spoken for too long, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Since he couldn't speak anymore, he simply didn't say anything, just smiled and put a roast rabbit in his hand in front of Yang Xiaoling.

Yang Xiaoling was slightly stunned, looking at the smile of the old man in front of him, and his heart suddenly warmed.

The smile on the old man's face made people feel so comfortable, and for some reason, the pain in his heart seemed to fade a little at this moment.

"Thank you seniors for ......", Yang Xiaoling first bowed heavily to the old man, and then took the rabbit meat in the other party's hand, and leaned in front of him to take a closer look.

The fragrant rabbit meat is grilled just right, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding a layer of oily luster, which makes people very appetizing just by looking at it.

After taking a deep sniff, Yang Xiaoling tore off a rabbit leg and chewed it.

For him, being alive now is more important than anything else.

Since God won't let him die after jumping off the cliff, then he has to live well.

Not only does he want to live for himself, but he wants to live for everyone.

The old man saw that Yang Xiaoling was eating energetically, and the corners of his face couldn't help but show a few gratifying smiles.

He didn't know why this young man was here, but at least, he finally had a companion now, didn't he?

Perhaps, in his lifetime, this young man will be able to take him out of here.

As soon as he thought of this, an inexplicable impulse immediately sprouted in his heart.

Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles.

Even though the hero is long gone, his heart is not completely dead.

A breeze blew in, and the old man turned his eyes to see that it was already dusk outside the cave.

The twilight was heavy, and the night soon fell again.