"Something must have happened to Xiaohao!" Uncle Long lowered his voice, "Quickly, wake up Taotao, we have to go up quickly!"
Chen Tao was hung by Yan on his waist. His seemingly thin body could be so strong, which really surprised Uncle Long and Shan Gui. In order to share his weight, the two of them each wrapped a climbing rope around their waists, and tied the other end firmly to Chen Tao's body. If Chen Tao suddenly woke up and saw himself like this, I don't know what he would think.
The mountain ghost reached in front of Chen Tao and pinched Chen Tao's middle with one hand, but it had no effect.
Uncle Long looked at Chen Tao, who was frowning and motionless, thinking that he might have fallen into some illusion again, "It seems that we still have to use that method!"
Thinking, he grasped the vine with one hand and touched the backpack behind him with the other hand: "Shangui, please lift his head up."
Uncle Long took out a plastic mineral water bottle, which was the same potion that Yang Lixuan made before setting off. He bit open the lid with his mouth and poured it all towards Chen Tao's face.
Chen Tao, who was in a coma, felt a chill on his face, and a strong and unpleasant potion penetrated his mouth and nose, choking him and making it difficult to breathe. He coughed violently several times and opened his eyes with difficulty.
After being stunned for a few seconds, he realized that he was hanging in the air. He glanced blankly at Uncle Long and others above, and quickly understood the current situation. Shaking his aching head, he reached out and hooked a thick vine, stepped on the root of the vine and stood up.
"Little boss, are you okay?" Mountain Ghost asked.
After crawling on the rock wall for a long time, Chen Tao finally came to his senses. He reached out and wiped the pungent liquid on his face and said, "It's okay. Did I faint again?"
"This octagonal dragon grass fruit is really a good thing, but it's a pity that it is going extinct..." Seeing Chen Tao wake up, Uncle Long finally felt relieved. With difficulty, he bit the bottle cap with his mouth, screwed it on, stuffed it back into his backpack, and said in a low voice:
"Something must have happened up there. Xiaohao failed to send us a signal... Let's spread out and crawl, be careful." There was so much noise along the way, and lowering your voice now has no effect. It's just that people are facing each other. It's just an instinct when faced with unknown dangers.
Everyone turned off their headlights and climbed to the edge of the cliff top. They carefully stretched their eyes to look at the horizon, and finally saw the scene on the top of the cliff.
There is light up here!
There seemed to be a road in the middle of the cliff top. On both sides of the road stood stone rats half as tall as a man. The rats were squatting with their paws raised above their heads. There was actually a brazier sitting on it. At this moment, a blazing fire was burning in the basin. Looking around, countless braziers extend from the cliff mouth into the distance like a long dragon. The firelight disappeared when it reached a place dozens of meters away. It was only dark and seemed to be a stone wall. There are two tall black shadows on the stone wall at the end. It is too far away to see clearly and I don't know what they are.
There are many swaying black boulders piled up on both sides of the Yakou Road. Most of what you see are square, and some are processed into cylindrical shapes as thick as a water tank. What attracted Chen Tao most was that part of the stone on the edge seemed to be used to carve stone statues.
The distance between those stones has exceeded the lighting limit of the brazier, and it vaguely looks like a portrait. The stone statues seemed to be unfinished or damaged defective products. Some only had half of the lower body, some only had the upper body carved, and the lower half was still a boulder with some edges.
Looking at the swaying stone statue in the darkness, Chen Tao felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.
"Why do you feel like I've seen it somewhere..." Chen Tao frowned.
There was no sound except the roar of flames. Chen Tao looked around with some worry, but did not find Hao Zi.
"How could these braziers be lit? Could it be that the fuel inside could keep them burning for so many years?" Uncle Long frowned. His voice was so low that only Chen Tao, Shan Gui and others who were closest to him could hear him.
"Maybe it was set on fire." The mountain ghost said.
"Could it be Haozi?" Chen Tao's eyes have been searching for Haozi.
"It can't be him. He's only been here for a few minutes. How could he have time to light so many braziers?"
Everyone walked around to the blind spot where the firelight could not reach, cautiously climbed up the cliff, and climbed under a huge boulder at the edge. The space on the cliff is limited. If the group really has an ambush, they can only hide behind the huge rocks in front.
The road was cut directly on the top of the cliff. The road surface was very smooth and reflected little bits of light under the firelight.
The mountain ghost's hand was pressing the submachine gun on his waist. The gun was already loaded. If something goes wrong, it doesn't matter whether you are a human or a ghost, just call the shuttle first.
Everyone moved forward cautiously against the boulder, taking every step very lightly. They looked around vigilantly, always on guard against enemies in the dark. No one spoke, even breathing was slow.
After advancing seven or eight meters, there was a sudden commotion from the boulder pile on the right rear, followed by a man's scream, several curses, and Haozi's shout: "Be careful! They are behind!"
"MD dares to bite me, I will chop you up!"
"Damn! Why did he wake up! Are you too gentle?"
Hearing the movement over there, Chen Tao and others who had just come out from behind the stone quickly retreated. A series of gunshots rang out behind them, and the boulder area where they were was suddenly filled with sparks and gravel. Fortunately, they were less than one meter away from the boulder, and almost as soon as they leaned out, they shrank back again.
In a panic, Chen Tao and the others fell down behind a boulder to hide. The opponent's firepower was very fierce, and there seemed to be many people there, so they had no way of fighting back.
"MD! There are a lot of them!" The mountain ghost fired a bunch of bullets through the gap and spat hard. Although Si Deng is a bit older, at least he is still a submachine gun. At this time, facing the intensive fire attack from another group of people, the only two people who dared to find the opportunity to fire back were Shan Gui and Ah Cheng. Both of them have been mercenaries, and those who have survived the baptism of gunfire are naturally much more courageous and skillful than others when faced with this situation.
Boss Zhang was hiding in the corner of a big rock, holding a submachine gun tightly in his hand. There was a trace of hesitation in fear on his face, as if he was debating whether to stand up and fight back.
Flames spewed out in the darkness, and the bullets drew lines of fire that crossed over the road. The braziers on both sides roared with flames. Occasionally, bullets grazed the stone basins, bringing up a burst of gravel and sparks.
Shangui and Ah Cheng shot at the group of people on the opposite side from a distance. They had limited bullets, so every time they fired, they would lose one. No one could be seen in the darkness, and most of the bullets fired hit the rocks. They didn't have so many bullets to waste.
"MD! If I had known, I would have loaded more bullets here!" Ah Cheng cursed fiercely.
Yan was guarding the side with a gun, while Uncle Long dragged Uncle Long who was lying on the ground, with the muzzle of the gun facing the other side, to prevent anyone from coming around and attacking.
In comparison, Chen Tao is much more timid. He had only seen this kind of scene in movies. Only when he actually experienced it did he realize how terrifying it was. After all, movies and TV are for people to watch, and here people are really going to die. Chen Tao held the submachine gun in his arms and hid under the stone without daring to raise his head. He had never experienced such a scene before. The bullet rubbed against his head and hit the boulder. Although there was only a shallow crater as big as a fingernail, the splash of gravel still scratched a mark on Chen Tao's face. The blood marks made his legs weak from fear.
"Ah Cheng, stop fighting. If you continue like this, it's just a waste of bullets. Hong Mao, do you have any other guys? Give them a hard hit!"
Yan didn't look back, he reached into his backpack and took out a detonator: "Take it easy, I don't have many left!"
The mountain ghost gritted his teeth, lit the detonator and threw it towards the opposite side.
boom……
With a loud noise, the detonator blew over a brazier. The mouse carrying the stone basin fell to the ground, and the kerosene inside flowed all over the floor. A large ball of flames ignited from the ground, and the brightness of the surrounding areas seemed to be increased.
The darkness was filled with the unique smell of detonator explosions and burning kerosene. Shooting stopped on both sides, and there was dead silence behind the boulders.
The two sides were in a stalemate like this. For a long time, a female voice came from behind the boulders on the opposite side:
"He and I fight side by side, and the pot head lights the fire without breaking the knot!"
Listening to that cliche, Mountain Ghost couldn't help but curse loudly:
"MD! These bitches are bullying people too much! I asked you to play harp, Hongmao, give me a few more detonators!"
