It is normal that there is phosphorous fire in the ditch where the dead are thrown. Li Nanfang can''t be intimidated. When he was 14 years old, he once slept with two dead people in the robber''s nest. At that time, he was scared to death and cried all night.
But when this happens more often, the dead can be put to sleep on the pillow.
Li Nan hesitated when he put his foot on a raised stone below.
He suddenly felt that there was a ghost urging him to come here. He had to go down to find out, and subconsciously looked around.
The bright moon in the sky is like a plate, and the mercury like moonlight spreads on the ground. It is as bright as day. Every plant and tree can see it clearly, but it is very quiet. There is no sound of insects.
The most important thing in the mountains is insects. When the night comes, parties will be held, and one night after another will never stop. Why can''t you hear them here? Do they know that this ghost place is very fierce, and something will come out?
The fact that no insect who is used to treating the grave as home can only show that this place is very evil.
Especially when the moon is so bright, it seems that you can see the bottom of the ditch all at once, and there are mice covered with phosphorus swimming around, but they can''t see clearly. On the contrary, the more you look at it, the more you feel like a monster with a big mouth, so you wait for him to go down and close your mouth again.
"Forget it, I''m still young. I don''t need to break the rules of 800 and put my life here for exploration."
After thinking about it carefully, Li Nan suppressed the strong impulse to go down, stood up and untied his pants, sprinkled a bubble of urine to the bottom, patted his buttocks and turned away.
He was very proud that he could resist some mysterious temptation. The old man said that only a man of firm will can do great things.
After all, Li Nanfang is not a person who can do great things. Just after turning around and taking two steps, a burst of sobbing cry came up from the depths of the manger. The voice was weak but clear, and it was also the cry of a woman.
It was just like a ghost girl appeared behind Li Nanfang. She grabbed him by the neck and made him unable to move forward any more. Only her body was a little stiff and slowly turned over her head.
Moonlight, as if in a moment dim a lot, see what is hazy, only the woman''s whimpering cry, like a steel needle, pierce the fog, from east to west, floating indefinitely.
It''s like asking Li Nanfang, coward, don''t you dare to come?
"Grass, what am I afraid of? If I had been here today, I would have been killed by the old man ten years ago. I''ve survived his tyrannical tyranny and iron fist. I''m afraid you''ll play tricks? "
The insidious ridicule from the women aroused Li NanFang''s stubbornness. He decided that no matter whether it was the dragon''s pool or the tiger''s den, he would go and make a breakthrough. After being betrayed by the two Leng Zi, the old man beat him hard, which was much better than retreating in the face of the battle.
If we don''t cross the threshold of inexplicable fear today, Li Nanfang will habitually shrink back and be looked down upon when he encounters danger in the future.
After making up his mind, Li Nanfang, who would not die if he did not die, took a deep breath, squatted down, supported the ground with both hands, stretched his foot on a raised stone, and went down.
As early as more than 10 years ago, he and erlengzi and others had walked on the stone beam above the manger for many times. Each time, he would stop to look down and see the strange rocks on both sides of the ditch and cutting, which was very suitable for landing.
Just like looking at the bottom of a well in broad daylight, you can see seven or eight meters. Jingmangao is a deep pit with an angle of more than 70 degrees. You can''t see clearly below more than ten meters. The surrounding mountains block the light.
Soon, Li Nanfang came to the depth that his eyesight could reach during the day. The smell of putrefaction was stronger, and the faint woman''s sobbing could not be heard. The dead silence reminded him that he had better not go down, because no one has said how deep the jingmanger is and what the terrain is like. It is necessary to take risks for curiosity and face?
No need.
Li Nan Nan stood firm, found a stone the size of a fist and threw it down.
Bata, the sound of the stone landing came from more than ten meters below. After a few jumps, there was no sound.
This shows that the bottom is not too deep, and it is still hard, otherwise the stone will not jump up.
But what if he went down? There were beautiful women waiting for him.
If you are sick, you have to go down and have a look because it looks like a woman''s cry. When the wind blows through the cracks in the stone, it will make a sound similar to crying. It''s nothing strange.
"It''s boring. It''s gone."
Li Nanfang thinks that if he can get to this depth in the middle of the night, he has more courage than Er Leng Zi. In the future, he has enough capital to boast to them for a long time. If anyone is still unconvinced, he should come here in the middle of the night to slip around this depth.
Just as she was about to climb up, the damned woman sobbed again from under her feet.
This time, it was clearer. Just a few meters under his feet, Li Nanfang believed that he had heard it correctly. This is the real cry of a woman. It is not the wind that blows through the cracks in the stone, but a woman who has suffered a lot of vicissitudes of life, just like kneeling in front of the grave crying for her early son.
"Who is it?"Li Nanfang gave a big drink.
Drinking in the pit is almost straight up and down. Under special circumstances, the sound will be infinitely amplified, and the echo can even vibrate the gravel the size of a pinball. As if it were raining, it would roll down from the top of the head and the foot, making a clattering sound of rain.
"Son"
the woman''s cry stopped, and then suddenly high, it was really crying for her son!
Down here, someone!
Li NanFang''s whole body nerves were tense. Although the woman''s voice of crying and shouting was vague, maybe he didn''t say these two words at all, but his subconscious thought it was these two words.
"Who are you?"
Li Nanfang called out again.
Only intermittent crying, erratic, but did not say anything.
After biting his teeth, Li Nanfang decided to go down and have a look. Even if the woman below is a thousand year old wild ghost, she has a long night and has no intention of sleeping. Talking with her at night and listening to her tell her about her miserable life is also the capital for bragging to others later, isn''t it?
Li Nanfang doesn''t care whether he can still climb up alive after seeing the ghost girl for thousands of years.
The old man said that when he was born, the distant northwest sky was as red as fire, which was a sign of the birth of a great man. Although the beautiful scenery of burning clouds has long been regarded as a rare thing.
The great man will never die in this ghost place for no reason. Wherever he goes, he should be avoided by all ghosts.
Li Nanfang put his right foot down, carefully stepping on a stone before releasing his hand.
Then, his body suddenly tilted one after another, the center of gravity lost, and the strong gravity pulled him down rapidly.
Lying trough, I even forget that moss will grow on the stone where the sun can''t shine!
Li Nanfang, who fell out of thin air, fell on a big protruding stone. When he bounced up and continued to fall, he yelled in his heart, reached out and scratched around in an attempt to catch stones, tree roots and other things. Even if it was hung in the air like bacon, it was much better than falling into this bottomless abyss.
He realized that the Pathfinder he had just thrown down did not fall to the bottom, but hit the small platform covered with thick moss, and then fell into the abyss below.
He didn''t hear the echo, because it was very deep down there, or there were rotten leaves or something.
As for the mysterious woman''s cry, it can give him the illusion that he is more than ten meters under his feet, because the sound swings on this small protruding platform and refracts upward.
He is falling, there is no effort, the only thing to do is to dance.
Of course, he can also open his mouth and utter a shrill cry to tell the hell below that I am coming.
Bang!
This is the last voice that Li Nanfang heard in despair, and then he didn''t know anything.
If erlengzi and others follow him and take a flashlight, you can see him lying on a rotten leaf half a meter thick. There is nothing wrong with him, but his luck is not too good. When he falls down on his back, the back of his head just hits the forehead of a skull.
It''s still a fresh skull. The calcium in the bone is not lost at all. It''s as hard as a stone, so it can knock him out.
It was still as silent as death, and the cry of the ghost woman disappeared. Li Nanfang was like sleeping in his own bed and had a nightmare. He dreamed that there was a woman who could not see clearly her appearance and figure. She came and squatted beside him. Her fingers with miserable white skin slipped slowly over his forehead, eyebrows, nose and mouth.
He didn''t have to open his eyes, or even use his brain to guess, to be sure it was a woman.
After the woman''s hand slipped up his chin, she stood up and turned away, and there was a sobbing cry: "my son ---"
I don''t know how long after that, Li NanFang''s little finger moved, and all the nerves in coma recovered instantly with the speed of electricity, which made him feel the pain of splitting headache.
The pain nerve is the most sensitive nerve in human body, none of them.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw a small rectangular mirror, which was not much bigger than the mobile phone coming across horizontally. It was crystal clear, and it was within reach.
Slowly, he reached for the small mirror, but it was empty.
His right hand was frozen in the air. After a while, Li Nanfang understood that it was not a small mirror, but the sky under the moonlight.
It was the night sky above the jingmanger. He was lying at the bottom. It looked like the jingmanger was tens of meters wide and tens of meters long. It was the size of a mobile phone. According to the formula of length multiplied by width and then by height, Li Nan Nan found that the trough was at least 300 meters deep!
He fell from hundreds of meters and didn''t fall to death. It''s a miracle, just like his premature aging and adverse growth.
It is also possible that his people had already fallen to death, and now living is the devil in his body.
But no matter what, as long as you can live is victory. If the mountain is not high, you can climb up if you have hands. This is what Liu Yuxi said. Li Nanfang remembers very clearly, but where is the ghost woman who made him stupid?What''s more, what''s the matter with the rustling sound coming from the distance, like spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves?
Li Nanfang sat up and slowly moved his arms and feet. Both hands were under the control of his brain. They were dexterously bent, without a trace of dullness. The great thing is that the back of the brain is very painful.
This is not a matter. When a three-year-old child breaks his back head when playing, at most, he is pulled down with two howls at his throat. Will Li Nanfang be inferior to a three-year-old?
Take a deep breath of the air full of rotten smell, some disgusting trend, quickly shut up, suddenly look back.
A fuzzy white shadow, more than ten meters away from his right hand, was flickering with phosphorous fire.
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