Meng Qianzi was afraid that once the sun was delayed, the "light gate" and the light spot would disappear, and it was very fast. Fortunately, the walls of the bottomless pit were uneven and it was not difficult to get up.

She didn't say hello to the snow chicken, but the snow chicken seemed to have consciously eaten her food. Even her chicken, she followed her in a few steps, and crawled as well as hers. She often made a fuss and fell, and then panicked and flew around.

When Meng Qianzi picked up cowhide fragments before, he only went down to more than ten meters deep. The flashlight was too deep, so he speculated that it was a bottomless pit. When it was time to get cut between morning and evening, he saw the light spots at a depth of 100 meters, and he felt that he was wrong: this hole may be about a hundred meters deep, and that row of light spots was hit at the bottom of the cave.

The depth of 100 meters is converted into a floor, and there are more than 30 floors. There is no safety rope on your body, so it is not something you can get off in just three or two minutes. Meng Qianzi held her breath and was careful. When she went down halfway, she felt that the air convection was more obvious than before, not as if she was about to reach the bottom of the cave.

She muttered in her heart, and after another period, she finally saw clearly, and her calves began to tremble.

Damn, what kind of light spot is not at all. It is clearly a few swaying ropes, pulled from one end of the mountain wall to the other end, the length is about thirty meters, like a rope bridge set up in mid-air, with two rows of ropes, and the ropes are stuck to something the size of a palm, and the lenses can reflect light, so when you look at it from a high place, it looks like a light spot.

Meng Qianzi's direction was just opposite the "light gate", which means that if she wanted to reach the door, she had to pass this "bridge" that she didn't know what was going on.

She was furious: Who thought of this trick?

When you go down to the bridge, you can see more clearly. There are four ropes in total. The two high ones should be for handrails, and the two low ones are for footsteps. Those "lenses" are distributed scattered on the two low ones. The distance between the two pieces is similar to the steps of a person - it goes without saying that it is something that people step by step.

Meng Qianzi reached out and shook the rope bridge. She didn't know what material it was, but it was not rotten. It felt quite strong, but to be honest, she was really scared that this kind of place made her walk alone in the suspension bridge.

Who knows if there is anything wrong with this bridge?

Her eyes fell on the snow chicken beside her. Although the snow chicken was not flying long, it should be fine to fly dozens of meters. If I had known, I would have rushed all the groups in and one of them could not carry her. Is it okay?

Meng Qianzi squatted down and talked to the snow chicken: "I think it's better to get over to know what's going on... What do you think?"

She missed Jiang Lian and Shenbang, and was not used to having no one around her, and she couldn't discuss anything, so she had to say something, even if she was talking to the chicken.

After saying this, she rubbed the snow chicken's tiny neck with her hands. She was different from others. "Fushan Beast" was truly able to let the mountain beast know her intention, just like when she was in western Hunan, she was using a little white monkey.

She motioned for the rope bridge: "Otherwise, you go there first and let me see what the situation is. Anyway, you can fly, and you can suffocate back."

The snow chicken must have been shocked because its small eyes suddenly rounded. Meng Qianzi made a gesture to push its body towards the bridge. Its legs were fighting to the death, trying to stay here with the friction between its claws and the rocks.

Meng Qianzi said it: "Okay, you only have some courage left to have a little chick."

Then he pointed his head with his finger: "Stay on guard here, no matter whether it is something from above or something from below, you can just call it if there is any movement, do you understand?"

As he said that, he got up, moved his fingers, shook his arms, and then grabbed the rope and went up the bridge.

After just two steps, her palms were already wet. She was the mountain ghost throne and had received strict training. But after all, she was not a circus. As soon as the rope got on, she kept shaking, and the lenses were on the soles of her shoes and slipped.

Meng Qianzi gritted his teeth and found a message to cheer himself up: Yan Luo is obviously gone, even Yan Luo can go, you can't?

This is very useful to cheer up: most people can accept that they cannot do something, but they cannot accept that people they look down on do it, but they cannot do it.

Thinking of Yan Luo, Meng Qianzi suddenly remembered something.

The book that Kuang Zu said in his book that "the box is a tooth, and the mountain ghost knocks on the door." Theoretically, the box should be first in the order of front and back, and then knocks on the door.

But now, the box has never been visible, can she still knock on the door?

She felt a little moved: Could it be that Yan Luo did not take the box out and kept it here? So when they came in, the level of "the box is wrong" was skipped?

Very likely.

When the charlatan explained to her, he once said that "the wrong teeth" was the oldest key model, which was originally used to unravel complex knots. Now I think about it, the nine mountain intestines and the nine curved ileums. The mountain ghosts have not come to Kunlun to explore the mountains, but have never found such strange mountain intestines. Is it because in ancient times, these mountain intestines were wrapped around like dead knots? They were not opened at all?

After the Yama came, the "box was a tooth wrong", just like the key untangling, these mountain intestines stretched out their bodies and slowly moved in the abdomen of the mountain? Whether it was the stone insects or branches that were parasitized in the mountain intestines, they were resurrected?

It must be like this. Meng Qianzi was so excited that her heart was beating. For the first time in these years, she found that she could occasionally... very smart.

But it’s a pity that it’s rare to be smart. Without audiences, you can only show it to yourself.

...

Meng Qianzi was just swaying, carefully taking care of each step, and finally stepped on the last lens.

Here, there is still one or two meters away from the tall "light gate". With her ability, she can jump over it, but she dare not act rashly - some mechanisms, taking a wrong step will cost human life, and before confirmation, she would rather stand there.

She looked up at the light door and almost screamed out.

It turned out that along the way, she knew that her shadow had hit the light gate, but because she was walking around, her figure was huge and shaking, and her attention was on her hands and feet, so she had no time to look carefully.

Now that I finally stood still, I realized that the person above me seemed to be not my own shadow.

It's clearly a skeleton shadow!

Meng Qianzi was shocked and leaned back quickly. Suddenly, she found something again, was slightly stunned and stood back.

It was seen that the skeleton shadow moved with her movements. She fell sharply, and it fell sharply. She stood still, but it didn't move.

This is indeed her shadow, but it is different from ordinary human figures. It is like X-rays. Each bone, the junction of the bones, the spine, and the pelvis are clearly shapes. After watching it for a long time, it will be very uncomfortable. I feel like a monster, and I feel like a mountain "ghost".

Next, should I "knock the door"? Meng Qianzi raised his hand and knocked on the door, but didn't know where to knock. He saw the skeleton elbow joint lifted on the "light door" and five pointed fingers were raised in the air, just like the ancient skeleton fantasy scene. He couldn't stop a chill and then hurriedly retracted.

How should I knock on it, or is there any mystery on this door?

Meng Qianzi didn't dare to raise her feet, for fear that something would happen if the lenses left under her feet would leave her feet. She grabbed the handrail rope, tilted her body as much as possible to the direction of the light door, and then turned on the flashlight, illuminating the door constantly.

This time, she finally saw the clue.

On the door, there were extremely shallow human-shaped concave patterns, lying on the ground in a strange posture, but this weirdness was nothing to her, because most of the postures in the mountain ghost's tattooing technique were strange.

Moreover, the human-shaped concave part below the knee almost coincides with the outline of her calf, which means that she is in the right position.

Meng Qianzi suddenly realized.

It turns out that "knocking" does not mean knocking on the door. The "knocking" here refers to bowing.

The first seven runes of Jinling Jiu are used, and the first seven runes are "moving mountain beasts", "hiding mountain beasts", "avoiding mountain beasts", "cutting mountain", "breaking gall", "looking at the building", and "mountain wind". She all knows the operation methods, but the last two "knocking doors" and "opening ladders", but it doesn't matter. She walked all the way from the rope bridge, which is the footwork. She bowed down the designated position according to the legend, which is the body technique. As long as she is connected step by step, what she does is a complete set of "mountain ghost knocking doors" that have long been lost.

Meng Qianzi let out a long sigh, moved his body slightly to steadily lower the plate, and then according to the figure of the man in the picture, loosened the rope and bowed down.

***

The charlatan didn't expect that the second batch of support from Shan Gui came so quickly.

At that time, he had just finished lunch and was guarding Jiang Lian's side holding the piece of paper in a daze. He occasionally raised his foot and kicked the rocker hanging on the road bell. Lao Shi said that the bell should be shaken all the time so that Xiao Lian's consciousness would not go further and further, but it was so stupid to keep holding the bell and swaying around. So he asked someone to make a rocker with a ring, hanging the bell next to Jiang Lian's bunk, and kicked it when he remembered it.

I don’t know when the first time I kicked it, there was a sudden burst of noise outside. He heard someone shouting excitedly: “The third aunt is here.”

Oh, the third brother is here again, and the charlatan also leans out to see. He thinks that the seven aunts of the mountain ghost are like gourd babies. If something happens to this baby, the baby will come to save it again.

He was not interested in what kind of person his third aunt was, but was a little curious: Why did he come so quickly? Could it be that he used to fly?

From the discussions of people around, the charlatan realized that it was really flying: in the past two years, helicopter tourism on the snowy plateau has developed. On some routes, as long as you obtain China's civil aviation permit and airspace use approval, you can fly. For example, in Tibet, it took at least one day for off-road vehicles to travel from Lhasa to Yanghu, but now, as long as you can afford the price, you can fly back and forth in two hours - the Kunlun Mountain area is also being piloted. Although it has not penetrated here, just borrowing a flight for a while can save a lot of time.

After about a moment of arrival, Tao Tian took a 18-inch password trolley case and hurried over. The charlatan glanced at it and his heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

Above the box, there was a stream of seven colors of light, and there was a phoenix feather here.

It was far more than that. After screwing in the password, I opened the box door and there were several large and small boxes inside, all wrapped tightly in bubble film. Tao Tian urged him: "Hurry up, say you want it. The seventh aunt named it, and it's all inside. I'm sure there is no problem. I can go back to the third aunt."

The charlatan was busy and opened the box to look around.

The phoenix feather is there; the mountain gill is there; and the large lenses wrapped in bubble film are really good and practical.

Xiao Tangzi's blood was actually packed in the largest box, because it was stuffed with seven or eight things that he brought to him, mostly snacks. One of the bags of crumbs had a sticky note on it, and the head was tilted and said, "Uncle 11, this is what I ate, I'll give it to you."

The charlatan's heart is so sweet. This must have been sent to him by the little guy from Yue Feng's family. "1" is a stick, and "11" is "uncle stick". The little guy is so considerate and has a future than his father.

He nodded violently: "Yes, yes, no problem."

I should have given a bag to Tao Tian, ​​but I couldn't bear to let it go, so I couldn't help but pick it up on my side.

***

Jiang Lian felt that he had the longest and most tiring dream in his life.

In the dream, he went to the strange fog twice, and when people got there, they would be extremely irritable and kept rushing, like crazy and demons. Fortunately, the ringtones rang later and took him back to the vicinity of the camp.

The second time he returned to the camp, he had been patrolling for a long time. At first, he could see Meng Qianzi, the charlatan and the mountain dwellings. Later, the people disappeared, leaving him alone, accompanied by the dark night and the empty tents. On several occasions, he couldn't help but want to leave, feeling that there was no meaning here, but he didn't know why, as long as the ringtone rang, his mood would calm down.

Finally, he sat there quietly, counting how many times the ringtones had ringed, and a vague thought was lingering in his mind: it would all end, after a ringtone rang.

This moment finally came. He raised his head and saw a circle of blood red appearing in the night not far away.

He stood up and walked closer to see the end of the blood-red circle. He could not see anything at all. He was looking around and suddenly felt a strong pull, and he fell into the circle.

...

Jiang Lian finally opened his eyes.

Finally I woke up, and I slept so long this time, and even the look of things was a little blurred.

He closed his eyes, opened it again, and then closed it again. After repeated several times, the charlatan's scattered Middle Eastern curly hair and the big face under the curly hair gradually became clear in his sight.

The charlatan was surprised and happy: "Xiao Lianxian, you finally woke up? Do you know that you have been sleeping for three months?"

Damn, three months?

Jiang Lian's scalp numbness and looked at the side. His whole body relaxed again: "Three months ago, don't you say you can change me to a better environment, and throw me into this broken tent?"

The charlatan was excited: "The IQ is still there, Xiaoxuan, you are not stupid!"

He picked up among his own snacks, and made a lot of heart, took the smallest bag of shrimp bars and handed it over to him: "Not three months, there are thirty-six hours, I'm afraid you will fall asleep. I'll give it to you, congratulations on coming back."

Thirty-six hours?

Jiang Lian was stunned and slowly sat up with his body on his back: "Why did I sleep for so long... Qianzi?"

The charlatan sighed: "It's a small exercise. When you slept with all your heart, a lot of things happened. I'll give you one by one."

He turned his fingers and said, "First of all, twenty-five people were missing, including Miss Meng, Fourth Aunt, Xian's girl, and Assistant Meng."

Jiang Lian didn't react to the first one, but just laughed, holding the bag of shrimp strips in his hand, and the plastic paper rustled: "What are you kidding?"

The charlatan glanced at him and continued to say, "It's almost twenty-four hours since the disappearance. The camp is currently head of the third aunt Ni Qiuhui. I haven't seen her before, but I heard that the ranking is very high. She is like Miss Duan at the time, and she is a mountain bun."

Jiang Lian's smile gradually faded: "Are you serious?"

The charlatan raised his hand and showed him the rope tied on his hand: "Your brother, my ancestor, should have been a traitor back then. Also, the oral statement of the ancestor seemed to be written by me... because I followed all the words and words that did not appear on the paper. After 'The mountain ghost knocked on the door, his cave appeared', it was down to the ninth level, sacrificed the phoenix feathers, burned the dragon bones..."
Chapter completed!