When I jumped onto the other side, my hanging heart finally calmed down. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground with no power to be glad to the danger just now.

I only saw clearly that the bridge I just built was built: it was made of two long iron rods passing through the specially treated canvas, forming a simple and similar stretcher-like shape. Look at the iron rods, there is a wire mouth in the middle, and it is connected to form two long iron rods. The two ends of the iron rods are inlaid with iron teeth about an inch long, similar to an iron rake, which fixes the bridge body across both sides of the abyss, so that it will not be loose when it is subjected to gravity, and that person will be in danger.

This is a very exquisite design! However, the others were used to it and seemed to have become accustomed to it.

In my surprise, the Luohan began to remove the canvas and disassemble the iron rod into pieces about a foot long. Even the iron rake-like objects were flexibly removed and stuffed into the skin. The skin was bulging. Only then did he realize that this huge bag of things was filled with such strange equipment.

"What? Are you surprised?" the little monkey said with a sarcastic sarcasm, "This is the unique skill of Uncle Arhat. You must have never heard of the bridge-by-bridge technique. It is also equipped with a flying bridge lock and a water cloud bridge." He was reminding me of the sense of distance between me and them.

I remembered their conversation at the inn. It turned out that the family skills of the Arhat were the so-called bridge-making technique just now. I started to find it ridiculous. When I thought about the scene just now, I became more curious about the Arhat's origin. After thinking about it carefully, I figured out the principle and felt that it was average, but the Arhat's strength was indeed beyond my own cognition.

Everything was ready. The Luohan wiped off the sweat from his forehead, took a kettle from his body, took a few sips, stared at the group of rats that were hovering on the edge of the rock wall, and had not dispersed for a long time, and cursed, "Damn it, I was almost treated as food by these guys."

Zhuo Bufei and others chuckled. Only I was still thinking about the words of the little monkey just now. Perhaps I was hurt by the little monkey's words. I asked casually, "Then what is your unique skill you rely on for pride?" But as soon as I said, I felt a little regretful. After all, facing a simple little monkey, I want to be more worldly and have never seen any storms.

The pain came from the feet, and at this moment I didn't care whether it hurt people's hearts. I hurriedly squatted down to check and found that there were red marks faintly appearing in the place where the giant rat caught, and purple-black. This was a toxic symptom. I subconsciously felt that my feet began to numb.

"The little monkey's ability is of course..." Yini blurted out. After seeing my abnormality, she hurriedly bent down to check it out, and her face became ugly.

"Sister Yini?" The little monkey interrupted Yini's words and found that Yini was caring for me. After he felt that I was jealous, he saw my back to him, feeling that he did not respect his feelings, and said proudly, "This is all a way to save lives. Zu Xun cannot be revealed to outsiders." Seeing what I looked like at this moment, the little monkey remembered the situation just now, and couldn't help but sneer and add, "Uncle Zhuo can invite Brother Cheng, that must be something extraordinary about Brother Cheng, right? I don't know when, I can see Brother Cheng, you use your means."

Yini complained, "Brother Monkey, what's wrong with you? Brother Cheng is not an outsider. Is it okay to tell him?" Yini took out a handkerchief from her arms and wanted to bandage me the wound, but I stopped her.

Seeing this, the little monkey found that Yini and I were intimate and stared at me with extremely unkind eyes, "Girl, isn't it good for you to do this? He doesn't appreciate your affection?" As he said that, he reached out to pull Yini.

"He saved my father." Yini pushed the little monkey away and said anxiously, "Brother Cheng, are you okay?" After seeing my wound clearly, she found that pus had begun to flow out of the wound. She exclaimed, "This is poisoned and rotten, what should I do?"

The little monkey's angry and charming behavior was filled with a smile when he heard this, "How can this injury be difficult for Brother Cheng? He is a capable man who rescued Uncle Zhuo from the prison of sin."

I clearly felt the hostility of the little monkey. When Yan Ni asked me about my well-being, the little monkey's face became even more ugly. At this time, itchy came from the wound, like a continuous climbing bug, slowly surging along the blood vessels, and even heading towards the brain. Are you really going to die here!

My eyes began to blur, and I couldn't even see the charm beside me. The pretty face gradually blurred and became a strange wormhole. I reached out to grab the corner of her clothes, but it was illusory and could not grasp it. The strange wormhole stretched out its terrifying fangs and rushed towards me. I trembled and reminded myself to run quickly, my body was uncontrollable, and I fell to the ground heavily.

"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Yini saw my abnormality clearly and shouted loudly.

"Smile girl, don't worry, just scratching a little wound, wouldn't it mean that I died?" The little monkey thought I did it on purpose.

My consciousness dissipated, and my blurred pupils gradually expanded. The smile on the little monkey's face and the dimples on my face were gradually engraved in my mind. It can be judged that it was a successful smile. Slowly, I couldn't control myself and wanted to open my mouth, but I lost my strength to speak. My eyes were heavy, just like a lead cloud. When I closed my eyes, my ears were still echoing with a charming and eager shout, "Dad, come and see, Brother Cheng fainted..."

The little monkey's face appeared in front of me. I struggled and stretched out my hand hard to grab his collar, but I couldn't grasp the phantom in front of me. When I was anxious, I fainted from the qi and blood. I didn't know the situation.

Around the mountain is a narrow mountain road, covered with darkness in the dampness. You will never know what will happen if you step on this foot. Even the oil lamp in your hand, even the stone steps under your feet, is invisibly intimidating. The oil lamps in your hands together cannot illuminate the darkness ahead. Moving forward with your breath, you can only hear the footsteps of the grinding stone steps under your feet when you keep moving forward.

The oil lamp in Xu Hui's hand was shaking. He walked along the way, all his courage had been exhausted. He was very scared. The surroundings were like invisible pressure. He only now clearly understood that if he continued to stay in Anxi, there would be nothing wrong with the position of bank manager in this era. In this era, it may not be comparable to warlords, but it is many times better than ordinary people. However, it is too late to regret.

He wanted to retreat and wanted to retreat to the ground and wait for them with the soldiers guarding the Tu tribe outside. Even if there is a gold mine below, he would not want to move forward any further. No one could tell the story of life and death ahead. After hesitating for a long time, he turned around and wanted to retreat.

"Ah." The oil lamp in his hand suddenly went out, and at the moment it was extinguished, he saw the ghost face again, and had already walked through a cup of tea. However, the ghost face appeared in front of him as if following them. The hideous smile exuded a sense of gloomy and terrifying, like an invisible energy, staring at Xu Hui with a terrifying coldness.

The grimace flashed, and the eyes were pitch black and nothing could be seen. Xu Hui blinked his eyes, but there was still darkness in front of him, and nothing could be seen. He suddenly guessed that this place must be unlucky, and the front was pitch black and wet, and he could not see anything clearly. The grimace picture behind him appeared so clearly in the dark and dim lights. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was unreasonable.

Xu Hui thought with fear, "Is there really an evil ghost following us? He is alive?" Moreover, the grimace he just saw had a significant change from the grimace he saw at the beginning. The grimace he saw at the beginning stretched out his scarlet tongue, while the grimace that had just passed was a bloody mouth, and a strange head stretched out from his mouth.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. At this moment, he put one hand on his back. He could no longer bear it, "Help." This sound broke through the pitch black and echoed throughout the dark tunnel, like water waves, gradually fading away without any echo. A gust of cold wind blew, with dampness, Xu Hui almost fainted. Fortunately, he leaned against the edge of the rock wall and did not fall to the ground. He secretly cursed Gao Liangjun and Fujiwara San countless times.

A strange hissing sound came from far away. Xu Hui, who was on the verge of collapse, became frightened. Unconsciously, a warm feeling in his lower body, a pungent and sexy aura rushed straight into his mind. A pair of palms behind him slapped his shoulder again, "What's your name?"

The oil lamp in Xu Hui's hand fell to the ground and said in a trembling voice, "I didn't break in on purpose, please let me go."

"Pa" Gao Liangjun punched Xu Hui hard on the forehead. Xu Hui felt pain, and then he slowly saw clearly the person in front of him. Isn't it Gao Liangjun? He gasped and pointed to the back with a trembling voice, "There are...there are ghosts."

Gao Liangjun was shocked and took out a short gun in his hand. He knew a little about it and was alert to raise the oil lamp to shine forward. Under the dim butter lamp, there was something ghosting there except for the oil lamp that fell on the ground.

"Are you scaring yourself?" Gao Liangjun looked at his wet pants in disgust, patted his shoulders with amused and angry, and turned around and ran towards Fujiwara Mitsu...

"How is it possible? I was obviously..." Xu Hui explained, in shock, there was no shadow behind the darkness, besides the darkness, and thought to himself, "Strange, there is clearly, can you really scare yourself?" He repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed the case. In amazement, he hurriedly turned around and explained to Gao Liangjun, "You have to believe me, it's really just now..."

"Stop talking, go quickly." Gao Liangjun's figure was already a little distance from him, and his heartbeat increased again.

Xu Hui cursed inwardly, fearing his back, and did not dare to stop at all. He simply ran towards Gao Liangjun and explained all the way, "You believe me, really...?"

Gao Liangjun snorted coldly, interrupted him, and mocked, "I believe you? I don't believe in yourself." He touched his nose in annoyance, touched the mask, and simply shook his hand hard and continued to run forward. At this moment, they had already distanced a little from the team.

Xu Hui murmured, "How come it is gone? It's impossible." He lit the oil lamp with a match, thinking in confusion, but he was worried. He raised the oil lamp and looked back. It was still pitch black and there was nothing strange about it. Xu Hui began to suspect that it might be because he was panicked and misread, and all kinds of things kept flashing in his mind, like a wall that could not be removed.

He slammed his chest hard and barely calmed down. But he had a bad smell of urine coming. He also secretly mocked himself, "I scared myself to pee." He also felt very funny, but he couldn't laugh, so he quickly walked forward.

Perhaps he had a clear mind and had a strong courage. He ran a few steps down and caught up with Gao Liangjun and others.

Gao Liangjun laughed and scolded, "Why, there are no ghosts?"

Xu Hui's face turned red and white. Fortunately, he was covered up by a mask in the darkness. He cursed in his heart and said nothing.

After walking for another cup of tea, I suddenly felt the lights in the distance stop, and the soldiers' lights gathered together. Fujiwara San's heart relaxed, and it was obvious that he had finally reached the bottom.

As they accelerated, they did not take a few steps. They appeared on a flat ground. All the soldiers held oil lamps, as if they were seeing something. The entire dark bottom layer seemed to be approaching the area, and it seemed even if dozens of oil lamps gathered, they could not pierce the entire darkness, and it also showed the horror and emptiness of the darkness, as if there was no end.

Fujiwara San came up and found the soldiers looking at the strange stone carvings on the ground. He leaned over and carefully identified them. His mind roared, and was shocked. The bluestone carvings on the ground were shining with a faint light, which looked extremely bizarre under the light.

A huge head was stretched out from the giant mouth that was opened. After careful identification, the snake with a snake with a human face was highlighted. Fujiwara Mi could not understand the reason. I wonder what it was to shock or make a mystery.

Xu Hui and Gao Liangjun approached, and Xu Hui shouted, "It was this ghost face just now. I really saw this ghost face, exactly the same."

Gao Liangjun could no longer hold it back. He found that the soldiers beside him were obviously convinced and began to get restless. In order to stabilize the morale of the army, he scolded Xu Hui, "Stop me, if you are making a fuss about me, be sure that I will kill you."

Xu Hui complained, but when facing Gao Liangjun, he was still a little scared. Thinking of Gao Liangjun's cruel treatment of Mei Jiaofeng, Xu Hui shivered and did not dare to say more. He stared at the stone sculpture in horror.

"This should be a warning totem." Fujiwara Mi concluded and said slowly, "This totem is just a shock to this underground altar, so don't be afraid."

"altar?"

Xuhui first heard that someone would build an altar underground.

Fujiwara Mitsu opened the kettle, took a few big gulps, pulled down the cover again, and continued, "I guess the altar was originally very high, but for some reason, it began to sink gradually. The tribe members had no choice but to make the altar the most sacred place, and they could only dig the Taoist practice, spreading to the ground. As time goes by, it became more and more low, and finally they could only bear the pain of giving up. At this original altar ruins, a sacrificial tower was built. As for the altar below, the altar gradually disappeared into everyone's memory."

Gao Liangjun was overjoyed and said, "The altar is a place to worship the gods, so there must be a lot of good things."

Fujiwara Sandao, "No, I have put a lot of good things on my back, but I am not a sacrifice to the gods."

"Isn't it a sacrifice to the gods?" Gao Liangjun said unbelievingly, "Is it a sacrifice to the evil ghosts?"

Fujiwara Mi's eyes shone with a swaying light and said, "You are right, this ghost face should be worshipped here, but I can't see what kind of god it is."

Xu Hui's heart skipped a beat and said tremblingly, "Can you stop talking about this? Let's leave quickly. I always feel that there is gloomy and terrifying around me."

"You coward, I knew you would be bad?" Gao Liangjun said angrily, "You go up to me now, otherwise I will really kill you." Gao Liangjun's gun trembled. He was very suspicious. How could such a smart and decisive person find such a person as a confidant? And even though he knew that he had an affair with his wife, he would rather shoot and kill his wife than kill the waste in front of him. He shouldn't have been responsible for dealing with the treasures at the beginning.

"The region is said to have eighteen layers." Fujiwara Mitsu smiled proudly, "I want to see if we are walking in the region today."

He took the lead in walking a few steps, "Start now, everyone gathered to move, a few looked in front, a few looked in the back, a few looked in the left, a few looked in the right, and of course, there are also the upper and lower bodies, so they will be handed over to Brother Gao and Brother Xu." He calmly ordered, and Chengzhu was holding it.

Gao Liangjun nodded excitedly and said, "No problem, I really want to see those things now, what exactly do you look like."

Fujiwara Mishi was bound to be successful, "Don't worry, as long as there is really that thing, we will find it." His eyes fell on Xu Hui, and found that he kept trembling, reminded, "Don't you have a gun in your hand? What are you afraid of? Even the red-haired ghost can't stand the bullet, let alone the slut here?"

Xu Hui was stunned and thought it was right, but he always felt that this place was strange, but he could not convince everyone. He was afraid of walking alone, so he could only nod his head indifferently.

Everyone followed Fujiwara Mi's layout, bypassed the ghost head carving and continued to walk towards the darkness ahead.

It is said that there is a poisonous insect. Once it is bitten, there is only one way to die and there is no possibility of survival. Especially in this place where water and grass are lush all year round and miasma is everywhere, and those who lurk at any time are at risk.

I was in a daze, only to feel dry mouth and tongue, my throat was dry, but a cold feeling came from my forehead. This was the second time I felt this kind of soft drowning. Could it be that I was already in the underworld? It was impossible, I could clearly feel the warmth, but I didn't want to die, nor could I die.

I still remember that when my father left, he seemed to have no words but stopped talking. No valuable things were left behind. He only left me a strange Buddhist bead, which was not a material. Even if I wanted to exchange for a few dollars to fill my stomach, no one would buy it.

It seems like I have returned to the period of suffering, and I can only drink cold water every night and live a hunger life. Fortunately, I am flexible in my hands and feet, so I don’t care about morality or not. As long as I can survive, it is more important than anything else.

"Brother Cheng? Brother Cheng?" was a charming voice. Her anxious voice poured into my ears, just like a warmth.

"At first, I believed what you said, thinking he was so powerful? He was just a pussy, but he was caught and fainted for so long." The little monkey said unhappy, "Smile girl, you are a little grateful to him, so you always think he is good. You should care more about yourself and look at the wilderness. Also, didn't your father say that? He is not seriously injured."

"Brother Monkey, what are you talking about?" Yini said annoyedly, "Brother Cheng saved my father. Besides, what's wrong with him? I think he is very good, has a wide range of knowledge and is very humble."

"Yes, he is okay, he can save your father, I can't." The little monkey seemed to be stepped on his tail, and his words were full of jealousy.

Yini slowly stood up, stared at the little monkey and said, "Brother Monkey, what's wrong with you? I always think you're weird all the way?"

The little monkey argued, "Yes? I'm weird. You've been talking about him all the way. How can I not blame me?"

Yini burst into laughter, "What? I'm jealous and disliked me for not saying hello to you? Really, we grew up together, and you are of course incomparable to him."

The little monkey heard the sense of superiority and said happily, "Really?"

"Of course?" Yini said angrily, "Everything I said is true, so don't be as familiar with him. Look, he is still lying? If we don't get better as soon as possible, when will we be able to leave this ghost place?"

The little monkey snorted coldly, "I want to tell you, you really shouldn't have brought him this oil bottle. If it weren't for him, we might have gotten that thing home now, so why bother here?"

"Okay, stop complaining, go and see if my father and others have cooked the porridge."

"Okay! Just take good care of your Brother Cheng." The little monkey complained and walked away slowly.

I heard the beautiful conversation and was very excited. It turned out that she kept whispering to the little monkey along the way, saying to me. A warm current in my heart was rushing around, and I could hardly help jumping up.

Thinking of what Zhuo Bufei said in his hometown of Yini, if I could leave this motherland safely with them, I might be able to create a foreign interesting story. At that time, I felt it was just a word of win over, but now I suddenly felt excited and excited to look forward to it.

From the beginning of the encounter to the present moment, I felt very incredible, but fate is so unpredictable.

"Brother Cheng, wake up quickly. My father said that if you can withstand three hours, you will be in peace, but now it's dark. If you don't wake up, it's dangerous. You heard it just now. Brother Monkey has objections to you." I just felt that the towel on my forehead moved. It was Yini who helped me move. She continued, "But don't be angry with him. He and I grew up with him since childhood. I know him very well. He is actually kind of warm-hearted." Yini murmured to herself, telling her thoughts.

I smelled the fragrance of porridge and felt very hungry. I wanted to hear what I thought, so I barely closed my eyes and endured it.

The beautiful voice became weird and said, "I was really worried when you were injured just now. After Dad released poisonous blood for you, he said that you could survive three hours, but I became even more worried, if, if you were..."

"Girl? What if?" the little monkey came over and shouted, "The porridge is ready, Uncle Zhuo asked you to go and eat it together. It seems that you can only stay here tonight."

"Oh, I know." Yini responded in panic, stood up, and walked away with footsteps.

I secretly opened my eyes and found that the sky had dim. In the few supported tents, the oil lamp emitted a dim light. Looking around, the tents faced the ravines were clear. In the night, the shadows in the distance overlapped thickly, like a huge dark net, covering the world, and looked very solemn.
Chapter completed!