Chapter 187: :no Zuo no Die

There was a phosphorous fire in the deep ditch where the dead person was thrown. This is normal and can’t scare Li Nanfang. When he was fourteen years old in the robber’s den, he slept with two dead men. At that time he was so scared to death and crying. It took a whole night.
But when this kind of thing happens too much, you can sleep with the dead as a pillow.
Li Nanfang hesitated as he reached out and stepped on a raised rock below.
Suddenly he felt whether there was a ghost urging him, so he ran here to find out what happened, and subconsciously turned his head and looked around.
The bright moon in the sky is like a plate, and the mercury-like moonlight is spreading on the ground, bright as day, and every tree and plant can be seen clearly, but it is very quiet, without the sound of insects.
The most indispensable thing in the mountains is the insects. When the night falls, there will be parties. There will be no tossing for one night. Why can't they hear it here? Do they also know that this ghost place is very fierce and screaming? , Something will come out?
The worms who are used to treating the grave as a home do not come, only to 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 of a sudden. There is a mouse covered in phosphorus walking around, but you can't see clearly. On the contrary, the more you look at it, the more it feels like a monster with an open mouth below. Let him go down and close his mouth again with a click.
"Forget it, I'm still young. There is no need to violate the eight hundred rules for expeditions and put my life here."
After thinking about it carefully, Li Nanfang suppressed the strong urge to go down, stood up and untied his pants, on the bottom, patted his and turned away.
He is very proud of his ability to resist some mysterious temptation. The old man said that only a strong-willed person 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 sobbing cry suddenly floated up from the depths of the frightened manger, his voice was weak, but very clear, and he was still a woman. Crying.
It was like a female ghost suddenly appeared behind Li Nanfang, pinched his neck, so that he could no longer take a step, only the body was a little stiff, and she slowly turned her head back.
The moonlight seemed to be dimmed a lot in an instant, and everything looked hazy, only the woman's sobbing and crying, like a steel needle, pierced the mist, flickering and floating.
It's like asking Li Nanfang, coward, don't you dare to come?
"Grass, what is Lao Tzu afraid of? If you don't know what to do here today, you should have been beaten to death by the old man ten years ago. I even survived his brutal dictatorship, and I will be afraid of you being a fool. of?"
The woman sneered faintly, which aroused Li Nanfang's stubbornness. He decided that whether it was Longtan or Tiger's lair below, he would go for a break. The big deal is that after being betrayed by Er Lengzi, the old man beat him badly, which is better than retreating. a lot of.
If you don't pass the hurdle 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 wouldn't die if he didn't die, took a deep breath, squatted down to support the ground with both hands, stretched his feet on a raised stone, and walked down.
As early as more than ten years ago, he and Er Lengzi and others have walked many times on the stone beam above the manger. Every time they stopped and looked down, they could see the strange rocks on both sides of the trench, which is very suitable for resting. .
Just like looking at the bottom of a well during the day, that is, you can see seven or eight meters-Jingmancao, which is a deep pit with an angle of more than seventy degrees. Below ten meters, you can’t see clearly, surrounded by high mountains. , Blocking the light.
Soon, Li Nanfang came to the depth of his eyesight during the day, the rancid breath was stronger, and the faint woman's whimpers were inaudible, and the deathly silence reminded him that it is best not to go down, because there is no one. I have said how deep the shocking manger is, and what is the situation underneath. It is necessary to take risks for curiosity and face?
It's really unnecessary.
Li Nanfang stood firm, found a fist-sized stone, and threw it down.
Click, the sound of the stone falling to the ground came from more than ten meters below, and after a few jumps, it was silent.
This shows that the bottom is not too deep, and the ground is still hard, otherwise the rock won't rise.
But what happened after it went down, the undressed beauty below was waiting for him.
It's because of a woman's cry that you have to go down and see if you are sick-when the wind blows through the cracks in the stone, it will make a sound similar to crying, which is nothing unusual.
"It's boring, let's go."
Li Nanfang felt that if he could go down to this depth in the middle of the night, he was already more courageous than Er Lengzi, and he would have enough capital to brag to them for a long time in the future. If anyone is not convinced, then it would be better to come here in the middle of the night to take a dip.
Raising her hand to climb up, the woman whimpered again from under her feet.
This time it’s clearer. Just ten meters below his feet, Li Nanfang believes that he heard it right. This is the real cry of a woman. It is definitely not the wind blowing through the stone, but the woman who has endured the vicissitudes of time. Kneeling at the grave and crying like her son who died young.
"Who!?"
Li Nanfang shouted.
Drinking in a deep pit that is almost straight up and down, the special environment will amplify the sound infinitely, cause the echo, and even shake the gravel the size of a pinball, like rain, rolling down from the top of the head and under the feet. The sound of raining.
"My son----"
The woman's cry stopped, and then rose suddenly, really crying for her son!
Below, someone!
The nerves in Li Nanfang's whole body tightened abruptly. Although the woman's crying and screaming sound was vague, perhaps it was not saying these two words at all, but in his subconscious, he believed that it was these two words.
"who are you?"
Li Nanfang shouted again.
Only sometimes cries intermittently, erratic, but did not say anything.
After gritting his teeth, Li Nanfang decided to go and take a look, even if the woman below is a wild ghost for a thousand years, long nights, sleepless, talking with her at night, listening to her telling about her tragic life, it is also when she brags to others. Isn't capital?
As for whether he can climb up alive after seeing the Millennium Female Ghost, Li Nanfang doesn't care.
The old man said that when he was born, the sky in the far northwest was as red as a fire. This is a sign of the birth of a big man. Although the beauty of the fire and the clouds has long been regarded as a rare thing.
A big man will never die in this ghost place somehow, wherever he goes, it should be avoided by a hundred ghosts.
Li Nanfang dropped his right foot, cautiously, and released his hand after stepping on a stone.
Then, he suddenly leaned back one after another, losing his center of gravity, and the strong gravity dragged him down quickly.
Damn it, I forgot that moss grows on rocks that cannot be sunlit!
Li Nanfang, who fell out of thin air, fell on a protruding big rock. When he bounced and continued to fall down, he cursed in his heart, stretched out his hands and grabbed around, trying to grab stones, tree roots and other things, even if Hanging in the air like bacon is much better than falling into this bottomless abyss.
Between the sparks and flints, he realized that the pathfinder stone that had just been thrown down did not fall to the bottom, but hit this small platform that was also covered with thick moss, and then fell into the abyss below.
He didn't hear the echo, it was because it was deep below, or there were corrupted leaves or something.
As for the cry of the mysterious woman, it can give him the illusion that he is just over ten meters below his feet, because the sound is reflected upwards after swinging on this small protruding platform.
He was falling, there was no focus, the only thing he could do was to dance with his hands and feet.
Of course, he can also open his mouth and let out a scream to tell the below that I am coming.
boom!
This was the last voice Li Nanfang heard in despair, and then he didn't know anything.
If Er Lengzi and others follow him and shine it with a flashlight, then you can see him lying on a rotted leaf half a meter thick, no fart, just don’t be too lucky, and fall on his back. When, the back of the head happened to hit the forehead of a skull.
It was still a fresh skull, and the calcium in the bones had not been lost at all, and it was as hard as a stone, so it was able to knock him out.
There was still deathly silence, the cry of the ghost woman was gone. Li Nanfang seemed to be sleeping in his own bed and had a nightmare. He dreamed of a woman who couldn't see her appearance and figure, and walked over and squatted. Beside him, the pale-skinned fingers slowly slid across his forehead, eyebrows, nose and mouth.
He can be sure that this is a woman without opening his eyes, or even using his brain to guess.
After the woman's hand slid on his chin, she stood up and turned away, and there was another sob cry: "My son----"
I don't know how long it took, Li Nanfang moved his little finger, and all the nerves in a coma were awakened instantly at the speed of electrification, making him the first to feel the pain of a splitting headache.
Pain nerves are the most sensitive nerves in the human body, not one of them.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw a small rectangular mirror, not much bigger than the mobile phone coming across, it was shining, right in front of his eyes and within reach.
He slowly stretched out his hand to get the small mirror, but caught it empty.
His right hand froze in the air. After a while, Li Nanfang understood that it was not a small mirror, but the sky under the moonlight.
That was the night sky above Jing Manger. He was lying at the bottom, and it looked like Jing Manger, which was tens of meters wide and tens of meters long, became the size of a mobile phone. Multiplying length by width and then by height-- Calculated by the formula of --, Li Nanfang sadly discovered that the manger was at least three hundred meters deep!
He fell from hundreds of meters and didn't fall to his death. This is a miracle, just like his premature aging and growth.
It is also possible that his people had fallen to death a long time ago, and now the devil in his body is alive.
But no matter what, as long as you can live, you will win. If the mountain is not high, you can climb it with your hands-this is what Liu Yuxi said, Li Nanfang remembers clearly, it is just the ghost woman who made him stupid, where is he running now went?
What's more, the rustling sound from a distance nearby, like a spring silkworm eating mulberry leaves, what's the matter?
Li Nanfang turned over and sat up, slowly moved his lower arms and both feet. It was fine. Both hands were also under the control of the brain. They were dexterously bent without a trace of stagnation. What is remarkable is that the back of the head hurts.
This is not a big deal. A three-year-old kid knocks his head back when he plays, and at most he screams and pulls it down. Would he be inferior to a three-year-old kid?
Taking a deep breath of the rancid air, with a disgusting tendency, he shut up and looked back abruptly.
A vague white shadow, more than ten meters away from his right hand, was erratic and flashed with phosphorous fire.
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