Chapter 282: Snake Ghost Town · Third Night: People in the Mist

Apart from the rumble of water leaking in the distance, I could hardly hear any other voices. This voice was extremely abrupt. When it suddenly rang, I was caught off guard and I was frightened by cold sweat.
The first reaction came to the thought of whether it was the third uncle's person. The heart said that there are survivors here?
'S voice just now was definitely someone talking. I know I ’m not auditory. I have n’t expected to meet a living person before. It ’s a person that made me feel a little calmer. I stopped and looked at the probe behind the fat man, but the back was all piled up. The dry branches are staggered, the light is poor, and nothing can be seen clearly.
Should be the person of the third uncle. I have an idea. There can be no other people in this forest. If you suddenly encounter a person, the most likely person is the third uncle. Maybe this was calling me just now, and then I was flushed here before I fell into the quagmire. Listening to what I said just now, it seems that he is talking to others, and there may be more than one person.
"Who's there?" I screamed, squinted my eyes and looked hard in that direction. If I met a third uncle here, it would be a blessing to know the whereabouts and encounter of the third uncle.
Wait for a while, however, there was silence behind the fat man, without any echo. The beast mouth covered by the branches over there seemed to freeze, and there was no movement.
I immediately became alert, and an ominous premonition appeared in my heart. On the one side, I touched a long wooden stick on the side, picked it up and carried it, and slowly leaned towards it. But after walking a few steps, I heard a deep voice from the depth of the branches: "Little Three Lord?"
The voice was very weird and spoke very fast, but it was indeed a person's speech, and it was calling me the nickname. I let go of it all at once, and it must be the third uncle's person, and certainly knew me.
I breathed a sigh of relief: "It's me!" Immediately passed, opened the gap between the branches, and asked, "Who is inside? Are you trapped? Don't worry, I will save you immediately !!"
"Little Three Lord?" Asked again in the depths.
"It's me !!! It's me !!!" I cried, and at the same time, I pulled a hole out of the pile of branches and passed the probe through the gap between the branches to find someone deep.
I drove a long distance away, and no one saw it. It was full of decaying branches, but the people there did n’t speak. I felt strange, so I scolded in Changsha, saying, "Damn your mother Anyway, who is inside, what the are you doing? Tell me where you are. "
I called a few times, but there was still no echo. I felt a bit wrong again. Listening to the person ’s voice did not seem to be injured or immobile. Then I heard that I should have come here, how could it be called? Indifferent for so long? Or, could he not hear what I was talking about? Or is he also confused?
Thinking of me, I suddenly realized that although I myself was not affected, but the swamp was full of black gas, there must be some here, this person may also be bitten by a snake, if the poisoning is very deep, it must be unconscious If it is clear, even if it has not been bitten, it may be because of the water flow that just smashed my head, and I ca n’t understand what I said.
When I thought about it, I stopped calling, clenched my teeth, and digged in. I wanted to dig him and say, if the other party is indeed poisoned, then the trouble will be greater. I ca n’t take care of two, but I ca n’t pretend not to. know.
This pile of branches is about six or seven meters high, and it does n’t look big, but it ’s also very difficult to dig a hole in it to find something. I endured the severe pain and grabbed the branches with my hands. It took two or three minutes to take a look Dig through a space, and immediately I lie on the probe and look at the place where the sound comes out.
I thought I would see a person leaning there. However, what stunned me was that there was nothing in the branch, there was no one at all, and there was a beast behind.
"What's going on?" I scolded, and the words didn't fall. Suddenly, from the side of the pile of holes that I dug out, there was another faint, ghost-like voice.
"Little Three Lord?"
The sound almost screamed beside my ears. My scared scalp exploded and almost fell off the pile of branches. When I turned my head and saw it, I found that on the side of the hole where I dug the hole, in the darkness inside the branch, He was lying on my side like me, and a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the gap, staring at me fiercely.