The charlatan started talking about yesterday morning.

The road map that was completely incompatible with the surrounding mountains, Jiang Lian suddenly fell asleep, Jing Rusi and his party were in danger, Meng Qianzi and Xian Qionghua rushed to help one after another, two strange intestinal mouths, and two first explored the way, but they were unfortunately suffering from the unfortunate snow chicken.

He can only talk about this: no one knows what the situation in the cave is, after all, so far, no one has come out again.

Jiang Lian listened very carefully, but frankly, this information is useless to the current situation and has no reference value for rescue.

He asked, "Then do you think something happened to Qianzi and the others?"

The charlatan spread his hands: "It's hard to say, maybe something big happened..."

Seeing that Jiang Lian's expression was wrong, he changed his words: "Maybe he got lost inside, or he might have gone apart and walked to another mountain - something happened to the snow chicken, but the chicken cannot be compared with others, not to mention that Miss Meng and the others are so well equipped."

Yes, Jiang Lian felt a little relieved, although this "safety" was made by himself.

He asked, "What do you say now? The third aunt is here, what are she going to do?"

The charlatan whined at a tent not far away: "She called out that Huang Song, probably because she wanted to ask more carefully... As for what she planned, she must go in and save her. Twenty-five people, including several heavyweights, can't just ignore it."

Jiang Lian also looked at the tent: "If you don't have this kind of person, you can't know what's wrong, I have to go."

As he said that, he seemed to have just realized that he opened his sleeping bag, quickly put on his clothes and shoes, and then pulled his backpack, and quickly picked up the things he wanted to use in the hole.

The charlatan said to him: "Don't worry, no one will snatch you..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Lian had already grabbed the toothbrush tube and went out. When the charlatan followed him out, he was standing on the edge of the valley, brushing a mouthful of toothpaste foam, and looking at the surrounding mountains while brushing. Today, the weather was not bad, and it was generally cloudy, but there was no fog. Occasionally, there was still one or two lines of sunlight that passed in a flash in the air.

Jiang Lian said to him vaguely: "You expanded that picture and let me see it. Doesn't it really look like it?"

The charlatan kept rolling the two pages of paper and putting them in his pocket. Hearing this, he took it out and unfolded it. Jiang Lian looked at the picture and looked at the mountain again. He took his time and rinsed his saliva: "It really doesn't look like it."

The charlatan suddenly thought of something: "But Miss Meng said that looking backwards is more like looking straight."

He served very well and displayed the pictures upside down.

Those who know how to draw know that if you look at the series of undulating mountains, you will actually be a "mountain", but the original peak has become a valley, and the valley has become a peak.

Jiang Lian stared at him for a while and then went to look at Shan. Qianzi felt that he had "feeling", so he wouldn't be talking nonsense - he looked at him for a long time, and twice, and took a few steps back, frowned, thinking.

The charlatan's heart beat a little fast, and he felt that there was a way.

Sure enough, Jiang Lian spoke.

"Do you know where it looks like it? There are indeed some places that are similar."

Is there any? The charlatan regrets that he has used Meng Qianzi's words as a warning and has not continued to investigate.

Jiang Lian pointed to the picture: "The lower part of the mountain, to be precise, is the mountain root part, and the part that is backed by the mountain root is very similar."

The charlatan is not stupid. After a while, he screamed out "ah".

I understand. Everyone has been talking about the fact that mountains will collapse and avalanches, so the ancient mountain shape is unlikely to be the same as it is now, but I overlooked one thing: unless the entire mountain falls apart, the root part of the mountain will be difficult to change.

It's like a big tree with a dense crown, blown by the wind, struck by lightning, and broken by the crest. The shape of the crown will change at all times. It may be very different ten years ago and ten years later, but the outline trend at the roots will basically not change.

The charlatan was so excited that he stuttered a little: "So, it's really... here?"

It really happened to be a big circle: at first, everyone guessed it was here, but later they saw that the picture was not up to par, and they thought it was something else...

It turned out to be here, it was supposed to be here: there was a mirage where the box sealing scene appeared and Yan Luo and the others were rushing on their way. There was a strange intestine here, and Xiao Xianxian was here again.

Thinking of this, he asked Jiang Lian: "You have been sleeping for so long, just... are you asleep? Or are you a little conscious?"

Jiang Lian casually answered: "I had a little nightmare, nothing special."

The charlatan was curious: "What nightmare?"

Jiang Lian didn't have the heart to tell him about his dreams: "Isn't it just... the kind that runs around."

He stared at the tent on Ni Qiuhui's side, hoping that the next second, the people inside would lift the curtain and be ready to go.

The charlatan was very dissatisfied: "Little Exercise, can your attitude be more correct? No matter how good or bad dreams are, they reflect the spiritual world of people. Every time I have a dream, it is very important..."

Jiang Lian was a little anxious: "Of course your dream is key, but I'm not you."

The sage said, "How do you know that your dream is not critical? I ask you, do you confirm that your sleepiness is just because you put your divine eyes on the middle of the night? What if it is because of something else? What if... it is related to this geographical location? If you are in Xiangxi and Guangxi, you will also have such a dream?"

Jiang Lian felt a thud.

It's really hard to say.

He remembered the boundless fog in his dream, and the uncontrollable collision and desire when he faced the fog.

He hesitated for a moment and told his dream.

The charlatan was indeed interested: "Have you been there twice? After the first ringtone disappeared, did you go back there?"

Jiang Lian nodded.

"Why go back?"

I can't explain clearly. After sleeping for so long, my head was a little drowsy. Jiang Lian reached out and pressed his temples: "I don't know, I went naturally, and I seemed to feel that I should go, and I want to go."

"How did you find the way? According to your statement, it is not smooth to go there. You can climb the mountain, slide down, and sometimes you have to pass through the deep passage."

Jiang Lian couldn't answer: "It's...it's natural to find there."

"Then, you want to go in, but can't you go in?"

"Yes," Jiang Lian shivered unconsciously when he remembered the scene in his dream. "Suddenly, he became very manic. He didn't know himself anymore. He could not control the inner sensation, which was a bit like..."

He didn't know whether this metaphor was appropriate: "It's a bit like a drug addict. When seeing drugs, he was so shameless and useless, and he was particularly crazy."

The charlatan said "Oh" with a somewhat secretive expression.

Jiang Lian noticed his expression change: "Do you have any ideas? Tell me."

The charlatan chose to say it in a roundabout way: "Little exercise, to put it scientifically, you are called loss of consciousness and superstitious, that is called the soul leaving the body. I ask you, what does your soul... desire?"

Jiang Lian didn't understand his point: "...freedom?"

The charlatan was not angry: "Have you read too many prose poems? The soul! Out of the body! Lying there! Where does your soul desire to return? Ah?"

It’s all about this, this is a question of giving away points.

Jiang Lian understood: "Want to return to the body?"

"Oh, yes!" the charlatan nodded, "It's like a bird returning to the nest, a knife entering the sheath, and a turtle looking for a turtle..."

Jiang Lian frowned: Why does it sound like a swearing?

"This is nature, the soul and the body are separated. Of course it wants to go back to the skin, but you are driven by the huge ** and go somewhere else, that is, the fog ball is more attractive to you than your original body. I ask you, what will it be?"

It's simply incredible. What's more important than returning to your original body? Jiang Lian subconsciously said: "No, I would rather give up my old skin, it wouldn't be a fairy who has everlasting life..."

He suddenly stopped.

The charlatan knew that he had started entering the alley, and was even more excited than him. He clenched his fists as if he wanted to cheer him up: "You continue... and then talk down..."

The soul wants to find a place of return, but the body is only a temporary place of return, but there is something that is more stable and lasting than the body...

Jiang Lian murmured: "Shui Jing?"

"By the way!" The charlatan slapped his thighs excitedly, but his hands were tied. This slap in his arms almost staggered, "Do you think it looks like it? I didn't remember it at first, but later you said that people who are taking drugs are eager for drugs, and I realized that it was a particularly strong physiological need - physical physiological need. You can also control it with reason, but what if it is a mental physiological need?"

"And," he said, gushing, "you mentioned that you could feel all kinds of emotional signals from the fog, contempt, ridiculed, contempt—do you look like many, many people? Do you look like ‘them’?"

Jiang Lian was shocked: "You mean, those 'them's' drifting cave?"

That's right, the charlatan simply opened his eyes and said, "They are settled in the water spirit, and you are a passing ghost. How can you get in if you want to go in? They look at you, of course, like the delusional clown. You have not touched your divine eyes until night. Although this time it's even later, you won't almost never come back? These signs make me feel..."

He lowered his voice: "We had a correct guess about the drifting cave drifting back to Kunlun Mountain before, and it is likely to be nearby."

Before Jiang Lian could answer, his attention was attracted by the sudden noise.

That was Ni Qiuhui who brought people out of the tent and was about to start the run.

***

The moment Meng Qianzi fell down and bowed, he understood what it means to "want to get out of his intestines, but look for his hands on the left side of the door."

Because she saw that the ends of the two rope bridges under her feet were tied to the two under the light door... on her hands.

It is not accurate to say this: there were originally two large stone lumps under the door, which looked like irregular protrusions attached to the mountain wall. The ends of the rope bridge seemed to be penetrated and welded to the inside, so no matter how they shaking, they were quite strong.

But now, the two big rock lumps were spreading, stretching their five fingers like clenched fists. Before Meng Qianzi could react, her whole person, along with the rope bridge, had already fallen down.

His body fell rapidly, and the wind whistled in his ears. Meng Qianzi subconsciously grabbed the edge of the rope, and two words flashed through his mind.

It's over.

There was a general outline in her mind: both ends of the rope bridge must be clenched in the strange fist that looked like a stone bump. She didn't know what it inspired when she "knocked the door". She loosened her fist and fell to the bottomless abyss.

Jiuqu's heart, she may be heartbroken this time.

It is said that before a person dies, important people and things in his life will pass by his eyes like a lantern. Next, her lantern seems to be open for business. She hopes that Jiang Lian can appear early and not be the finale. Now it is time to compete for speed. Don’t just fall before he can even move.

Just as he turned his mind, his body suddenly stopped. It felt like someone suddenly caught the rope bridge. Her body was like a diabolic, shaking back and forth on the rope bridge, and her ears were buzzing. Because of the sudden fall, she could no longer hear the sound. When she raised her eyes, she only vaguely saw a hole not far ahead, moving slowly. There were also two stone bumps on both sides of the hole, and the end of this side of the rope bridge was in those two hands.

Meng Qianzi's chest was inverted, dizzy and wanted to vomit, but she didn't eat much these two days and couldn't vomit anything.

Why is the entrance of the cave moving? "The ileum is curved, and the intestines are three times a day". Is it time to "turn the intestines" now?

As soon as the thought arose, the fatal one came again: she saw the two stone bump hands pulling out at the same time.
To be continued...