Wen Jin was obviously frightened by us and was a little at a loss. She looked around and wanted to find a gap to escape.

"Don't be afraid, Aunt Chen...Auntie." I wanted to talk to comfort her, but after saying that, I found it was really hard to say it.

Wen Jin looked at me and suddenly rushed towards me. I opened my arms and wanted to hug her and suppress her. Unexpectedly, she suddenly lowered her body, twisted my arm, and twisted me over. I screamed in pain. She pushed me to the tent with her push, almost crushing the tent, and ran into the thick fog.

I got up and saw that the fat man and the man had already chased him. I secretly scolded him for being useless and immediately followed him.

Wen Jin ran in the front, and I could no longer see it. I was chasing the fat man's back. I could not even fall a step in chasing people under such light, otherwise you would not be able to see it in a flash.

This time, we must not run away. I said to myself that we have too many questions to ask her.

I ran outside the camp and had not yet entered the wide area of ​​the jungle. In this place, the oil bottle was extremely fast, and it forced her to a close by a huge rock. The three of us surrounded her again. She leaned against the huge rock, as if there was no way out, and only she was gasping for breath.

"Sister, what are you afraid of?" asked the fat man, "We are good people, don't run away, it makes us like the Japanese chasing girls."

Wen Jin suddenly shouted, "I didn't hear what she was calling clearly. She suddenly turned around and climbed up the huge rock a few times. Her movements were extremely light, and she obviously had practiced Kung Fu, but she didn't have a trace of slowness."

Among us, only the oil bottle can follow. He immediately turned over and grabbed Wen Jin from behind. As soon as Wen Jin struggled, the two of them rolled together and rolled behind the huge rock. He heard a sound of water, as if he had fallen into the water.

Fatty and I chased after the huge rock. After seeing the pool of water I saw before, there was a low-lying part of the temple below, which was not bottom-out. There were corridors and corridors leading to the inside of the ruins. After the muffled oil bottle fell down, I had to let go to avoid suffocating Wen Jin. He floated to the water. I thought to myself that I must have grabbed it this time. Each of them and Fatty took a piece on the shore. If she climbed up, she would hold her down immediately.

However, three people, two on the shore and one in the water, waited until the waves on the water level, and Wen Jin did not come up either.

After waiting for a few seconds, I thought it was terrible. Could it be that she could not swim and sink? This wasn’t a kill for us. The oil bottle immediately stabbed and dived into the water to find it.

There were bubbles in the water. He turned around for half a minute before floating up and said to us: "This leads to other places, and she got in!"

"What should I do? Then she is dead? I have to rescue her immediately!" I said.

The structure in this kind of ruin is extremely complex, with crisscrossing corridors, and there must be a large number of desertifications everywhere. Even if there are oxygen cylinders in it, it will be a little bit of auspicious.

"No, the pools here seem to be all connected." As soon as we finished speaking, a sound of people coming out of water and violently breathing came from a place behind us.

We immediately turned around and rushed towards that place. After running for a few steps, we saw that there was indeed a pool. The edge of the pool was wet, and our footprints were heading straight into the forest. It was obvious that Wen Jin was extremely familiar with the waterways under the temple.

We immediately followed our footprints and chased us wildly. After running a few steps, we heard the rapid gasping and footsteps in front of us, and immediately accelerated. At this moment, a heavy black appeared on my head. In awe, I found that we were chasing into the rainforest.

I paused for a moment, and thought it was not good. I just chased her in like this. What if I got lost? With this, Mon Oil Bottle and Fatty immediately ran away. I cursed and could only follow. Now I can only hope that Mon Oil Bottle in the front could catch her immediately, otherwise I would feel bad.

Although the fat man analyzed that the fog in the forest was not poisonous, who knows whether the speculation was correct. If he suddenly became blind inside, he would definitely be done.

But this Wenjin was like a loach in the rain forest, traveling between the gaps of trees, as if entering a nobody. This pursuit was so dark that I finally hit a short branch and was knocked over and stopped. When I stood up, the fat man and the silenced oil bottle had long disappeared. Only the sound of passing through the bushes came from afar, and I could not tell the direction clearly.

I had a star-eyed look, and I squatted down and panted for a long time before I recovered. I felt my lungs were about to thrust. I looked up and looked around, but I couldn't tell the direction. I was immediately anxious.

After chasing in the approximate direction for a few meters, I stopped and didn't dare to chase after me anymore. I started shouting, telling them not to chase after me, as this would be too dangerous.

After screaming a few times, I heard the sound of leaves shaking and panting. It seemed that they had run back again, and I immediately chased in the direction of that sound.

I crossed several groups of vines that could hardly pass through in a row, but lost them again. I thought to myself that this was simply filming "Cat and Mouse", and I was always in circles.

I looked for the sound again to distinguish the direction. At this moment, someone suddenly called me behind me, "Mr. Three."

The sound seemed to be yelling with a pinch of his nose, which was so sharp that it was a woman's voice, which sounded heart-wrenching.

I was startled and turned around immediately and shone it with the mine lamp. "Wen Jin?"

There was a thick fog behind me and I couldn't see anything. But the sound was really real. I knew I had heard it wrong, so I immediately asked, "Who?"

In the depths of the thick fog, someone called out again: "Mr. Little Three?"

I immediately adjusted the direction of the mine lamp, shone it in that direction, and took two steps, but I still couldn't see anything.

I was a little surprised. The sound was very close to me. It should be just a short distance. It was definitely a range that flashlight could be illuminated. Why was there no one? Is that person hiding it?

"Who are you?" I asked again.

There was no answer, and I felt something was wrong. I used a flashlight to illuminate around, trying to find something to defend myself, but it was too dark and I couldn't see anything. I didn't dare to let the flashlight leave my front for too long.

"Is it the Third Master's person?" I said again.

"Mr. Little Third Master?" The voice sounded again and moved to my left. I was startled and immediately shone the mine lamp over. There was still no one's shadow.

This guy must have been hidden, and I felt distressed, but when I thought about it, it was wrong. Those who could speak must be human, and they were called Xiao San Master, who must know me, and they should be the third uncle's friend. He seemed to be circling around me. Could it be that he couldn't see the place clearly and dared not show up rashly?

Thinking of me, I immediately said, "I am the third master, who is the third uncle?"

There was no reply there, and I thought to myself that what he was tabooing about. I immediately swiped the mine lamp and walked towards the direction where the sound came. As I walked, I said, "Come out, I am a human or not."

After walking six or seven meters forward, a big tree appeared in front of me, but I still didn't see anyone. I wondered. After hesitating for a moment, I suddenly heard another sound from behind the big tree: "Mr. Three."

This guy shouldn't be deaf, I thought to myself, and shouted loudly: "I'm here!"

The shrub behind the tree suddenly trembled, and I thought to myself that I didn’t have time to waste this with you, so I rushed over and rushed to the tree and took a photo. Unexpectedly, there was a cliff behind the tree. Before I could stand firm, I stepped on the air and planted it down.

This fall was completely unexpected. It was completely different from the fall that I had traveled in the jungle. I had rolled off the cliff without even reacting. In the chaos, I grabbed it hard, trying to catch anything that I could stop myself, but what I felt was all the bare moss-covered rock surface. My hand slid down, and then my knee hit the stone again. I couldn't control my posture and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Fortunately, the section was not high, and there was water and mud below, so there was no fatal injury, but I found that the water was flowing very fast and pulled me downstream. I immediately fluttered a few times, grabbed the water and didn't know what was under the water, and stood up with difficulty, and found that the mine lamp was hanging half a cliff high, which was nowhere to reach.

After a little slowing down, I felt that there was no fracture in the area. I could not see clearly. I could only feel like I was standing in a swamp, my feet were trapped in the mud. The area above the mine lamp showed that the rock surface I fell down should be part of a ruin.

I wondered in my heart why there was a cliff behind the tree? Where was the man talking just now? Was he lying on the tree like a gecko?

So I screamed, but there was no reply. It seemed that the man was going to seduce me to fall down. I suddenly remembered the sound I heard during the day and said to myself: It's over, I'm really a little hallucinating. Could the forest here disturb my nerves?

After a few more flutters, I swam to the edge of the cliff, grabbed a protruding stone to fix my body, and began to climb up with the extremely faint light reflected by the stone wall of the mine light, but the moss was too slippery and there was nothing to leverage. After climbing several times, I slid down.

I didn't have to change it a few sides. The only place I could move forward was to walk down the rock wall and it was dark there. But the water flowed here so fast that there were either a wellhead or a steep fault nearby. Once I made a mistake, I would probably be swept into the vortex of the wellhead or washed down the small waterfall. Even if I didn't die, I would have to peel off the layer.

After hesitating for a while, I found that my situation was actually trapped. Either wait until dawn or someone came to save me. I would never refuse until dawn, so I immediately raised my throat and shouted "Help".

They may be just a short distance away, so quiet that they may be able to hear it when they shout.

But the sky did not follow the wishes of others. After shouting for a long time, my throat became hoarse, but there was no echo at all. The surroundings were silent, and it was ridiculously quiet. There was no movement in the dark that could make people imagine.

I really couldn't shout anymore, so I didn't mention the depression in my heart. I thought I had encountered all the unlucky things. I took a deep breath and calmed down. I went to look at the watch to see when the fog would dissipate. After the fog dissipated, the visibility would increase and the light of the mine lamp could be shining wider. In this way, maybe I could have a way to climb up, or I could find something under the water to smash the mine lamp down.

After looking at my watch, according to yesterday's experience, the fog should not last for a few hours, and the time is still tolerated. I touched the protruding stone on one side and kept myself in a more comfortable position. After looking around, I thought to myself: I can't see anything, how can I pass these hours?

My feet were in the mud, which made me feel very uncomfortable. This feeling was definitely not good. I still remember the story that Pan Zi told me. At this time, I also felt that my feet in the mud were being eaten by insects. I lifted them out from time to time and touched them, but found that they were just an illusion.

This illusion made me uneasy. I tried to lean on the rock and climb upwards to let my feet come out of water, but I failed every time. I mustered up the courage to touch the rock wall and lean against my feet, thinking that there is something under the water that can make me step out of water. Or I can step on some branches and debris, which I can use to smash the mine lamp.

As my feet moved, I really stepped on something, but it was not a branch, and that feeling made me shudder.

It's thin, as if it's human hair.

I started to sweat coldly. I now have a memory of extreme disgust for my hair. In the first few weeks after I came back from Xisha, I almost felt sick when I touched my hair.

I immediately pulled my foot back, and I didn't dare to stretch it out again, but when my foot moved, I kicked something again. This time it was soft, and I suddenly realized that something might be calm in the mud here.

To be cautious, I started to use the blue light of my watch and shone it underwater. This blue light was designed just to allow people to see the values ​​of the electronic watch in the dark. The light could hardly shine into the water. I had to squat down and sink the watch into the water.

Then I was shocked. Under the ghostly blue light, I saw a person sinking in the mud, buried in the mud, and his hair danced along the water waves like a water grass.

My hands were trembling and moving. I found that it was a corpse, and it was a fresh corpse. Although it was completely wrapped in the mud, it could be seen that the marching uniform he was wearing was very similar to the fat man's.

Then, I found something was wrong. When I turned the direction of my watch, I leaned forward hard and found that the mud below the front was full of dead people, all of which were sunk in the mud, and their limbs were intertwined, like a mass grave after the massacre. And everyone had just died.

I pulled the corpse in front of me out of the mud and found it dead, as if it was filled with lead. I immediately saw that the various equipment on the man's waist was exactly the same as those of Fatty and Pan Zi.

I was trembling and suddenly understood what was going on - Uncle San’s team was actually here!

Looking at the corpse again, I found that these corpses were soaked in dust, but they were not seriously decayed. Obviously, they had not been dead for much time. The corpse was not soaked in the mud and water, but instead turned a little blue, which seemed a little unusual.

There are so many dead people here, and they all died not long ago. Obviously, these are the people of Uncle San. When I think of the empty camp, I couldn't help but shudder. These people must have been bitten by the cockskin snake and transported them to this quagmire after being killed.

Are these people the first to have an accident? Or the ones from the surviving Uncle San? Is the third uncle among them?

I suddenly remembered the cry of the third master I heard just now, and said to myself: Isn’t this someone calling me, but the wronged soul of the guy here, wanting me to discover this place and guide me?

My mind swelled, but the blue light of my watch went out again and darkness fell into the surroundings.

I tidied up my watch again and began to touch the pocket of the body in front of me. I took out a wallet from his trouser bag, which was soaked so hard that it was so heavy. I weighed it and threw it at the light spot on the stone wall on one side. The first time I didn't throw it, I unplugged the flashlight from the man's belt and threw it over. I found something was wrong with it when I swung it, but it was too late and the flashlight had already flew out. I was about to slap myself, but this time it succeeded. The bush that stuck the mine lamp was hit, and the mine lamp slid down, fell into the water, and sank.

I grabbed the protrusion of the rock with one hand, stretched my hand hard, barely reached it, and snatched the mine lamp. The flashlight was very light, but it was washed downstream by the water for several meters, and I was missing.

I shine the mine lamp around, and then I see it more clearly. This is part of the swamp, similar to a circular pool, where the water flows to one side. When the mine lamp shines, I see that the water flows downstream is a stone ruin carved with the head of an animal. The water flows to the ruins, flowing in from the open beast mouth, as I thought, there must be a wellhead below, and the past will inevitably be dangerous.

I began to go upstream, tied the mine lamp to my waist, moved against the rock wall, and shone all the way, and saw a large number of corpses in the swamp, most of which were trapped in the mud, with only stiff hands or other parts stretching out. Almost all the bottom of the entire pool was.

I avoided the corpse while walking, but there were too many corpses and I couldn't get out of it. Many of the corpses were washed away by the water flow caused by me. I found that there were two black tooth holes on their necks, and the whole neck was black, and the surrounding part turned blue.

I immediately understood that they were all bitten to death by snakes. No wonder there were no signs of fighting in the entire camp. It was possible that they were bitten to death in their sleep. It was also possible that they were attacked on a large scale while marching here.

I adjusted the mine lamps and looked for their faces one by one nervously, trying to see if there was any third uncle from it.

I don't want to see Uncle San, but reason told me that I can't escape. This kind of mood is like parents who recognize their son's body. They have to confirm but really don't want to confirm. However, under the mud, it is not easy to identify them. I looked at them one by one, but I didn't find anyone like Uncle San, but I couldn't be sure that these are not Uncle San.

Just when I wanted to give up, my mine lamp shone on one of the faces. This face had not been completely covered with the mud. I subconsciously stopped and suddenly realized that the face was a little familiar, and then I recognized it.

That's Aning!

Her eyes were closed, and her whole body was in a very strange position. She was covered with only a thin layer of mud, and the corpse spots on her face were already very obvious.

I was almost suffocated, and looked around and thought to myself that the snakes actually transported her body here too!

The more I think about it, the more I feel sad. The more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I am: Where is this quagmire? Is this a place where they accumulate food? So, huge pythons may appear here to eat?

I felt extremely uneasy, the place was unsafe and I had to leave immediately.

While thinking about me, I waved the mine lamp and found a place to climb around me. I soon found that the vines of a tree were hanging in the water in the opposite direction of the water flow. I bit the mine lamp and swam there. After reaching it a few steps, I grabbed the vines.

The fog was already a little thin. I gritted my teeth and climbed up to the vine, but I thought of what the Mon Oil Bottle said.

"Silt to prevent snakes", I went down and scooped up the mud in my hand, applied it to the place where the mud was washed away by the water, and then climbed up again, climbing all the way to the branches full of vines before breathing a sigh of relief.

I walked along the branches to the center of the canopy. I was about to climb down the tree when I suddenly heard a sound of water in the pool on one side, and something fell down?

I looked for the sound and saw that ripples were indeed stirred up by the pool. Something rolled down from the shore. The mine lamp shone towards that corner. I saw a red intestine-like thing, which was a large number of cockscomb snakes entangled together, and there seemed to be something wrapped in them.

I looked carefully and for a moment I saw a hand stretching out from the pile of snakes, and then I saw a fat head.
Chapter completed!