Yue Guanchao looked carefully and saw that the narrowest part of the river could only be used by a boat, but the widest part could reach dozens of feet!
The whole is in the shape of a "Y" and is embedded in the mountains. The river is winding, clear and clear, with abundant water. The whirlpool occasionally attracts mosquitoes and dragonflies, causing fish to scatter in pursuit.
The river bank is intertwined with convex and concave edges, with dense ancient forests on both sides. Water vapor rises from the river surface, hiding the lush forest in the white mist. From time to time, water birds chirp and pass by, leaving a series of light ripples!
In the mist, you can vaguely see the endless plank roads on the river bank. Most of them have missing boards and are broken. Weeds are spreading and they don't look strong.
The most shocking thing is the exposed rocks on both sides of the river valley. The two ocher red words "forbidden area" are clearly visible, shutting out all those who want to find out.
"There is Juma here, which is probably the entrance to Wu Coffin Town."
Song Siyuan picked up the telescope and saw that the end of the forest was impassable. The wooden posts were like a long wall of thorns full of arrows, blocking the entrance of the valley.
"Come on, let's go take a look."
Yue Guanchao led them towards the thorn wall, paying no attention to the dead leaves on the ground. Suddenly there was a clicking sound under his feet. Before they had time to react, they all fell into the trap.
"Ouch! Are you two okay?"
"We are both fine, but our backs hurt a little."
Song Siyuan lay on the ground for a while before helping Lu Fengjian get up. They rubbed their waists and looked around. The entrance to the cave where they fell was not big or small, nearly ten meters above the ground. The walls of the cave went straight up and down, and were wet and slippery. It was not easy to climb up.
Lu Fengjian wanted to sit down and rest, but when he opened the pile of dead leaves at the bottom of the cave, he saw the rotten and black dead face staring straight at him.
"Ah, there's a skeleton here."
"Be careful, bang bang!"
Yue Guanchao kept fighting for a while, and after confirming that it was just a corpse, he slowly dragged it out of the hay pile.
Song Siyuan looked at the corpse. It was obviously a male corpse. He was probably as tall as Yue Guanchao. He was wearing a robe, mandarin jacket, old cloth shoes, and his braids were as dry as grass. There were many tomb-exploring tools in the backpack beside him. It rotted in the entrance of the cave until only a layer of flesh was left. ,:
"It seems that we are not the only ones who are unlucky. Judging from the way this person is dressed, he probably came to Wu Coffin Town to explore, and he committed his life here before he even entered."
"No wonder Lao Lu told us not to delve deeper. There is probably more than one corpse like this."
Yue Guanchao suddenly realized. He picked up the dagger and continued to dig roots and grass. He rummaged through the bottom of the hole. As expected, the haystacks were covered with several layers of corpses. There were priests, military officers, foreigners, tomb robbers, green forest heroes and knights-errants with swords and guns. , it is simply a small unknown grave.
Song Siyuan looked down at the corpses and her face became serious: "They all died here. This either means that this is the place where the villagers dumped their bodies, or it means that few people come here and calling for help is hopeless."
"We have to think about how we can get out if there's no one there by dark!"
The three people tried several times in the trap, but the soil on the cave wall could not be used at all, and the vines were too fragile to bear the weight of people. They tried all the methods they could think of, but still had no solution.
When I was feeling depressed, I suddenly heard voices coming from the entrance of the cave.
"Aweng, I clearly heard gunshots just now, why are they gone now?"
Yue Guanchao's eyes lit up, he picked up the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger, and fired the bullet.
As expected, the man's footsteps followed the sound of gunshots and came closer and closer.
"Aweng, there is someone in this trap!"
At the entrance of the cave, a girl with braids was lying on her back, looking down at Song Siyuan and the others.
"Aying, there are not many good people who can come here. They are all grave robbers. What are you doing to save them?"
The girl did not obey the instructions, put down the rope in the bamboo basket, and shouted down the cave: "Hey, I tied the rope to the tree. You can climb up without worry."
Although the old hunter objected to rescuing people, he just looked at her coldly and did not stop Aying from rescuing people. After a few moments, the three of them climbed up along the rope.
Yue Guanchao patted the dirt on his body a few times, raised his hands to them and said: "Thank you for the rescue, you two have noble surnames!"
"My name is Aying, and this is Aweng Utuman!"
Yue Guanchao followed the sound and looked at the two of them.
Utu is not very tall, and his dark skin shows the vicissitudes of hunting all year round. He wears a patched cloak and wears hemp straw sandals. He has a bow and arrow, a kettle, a whip, a dagger and a long knife hung on his waist. He looks at them with a pair of eyes. , although the hair is mottled, it does not look old at all, but has a dangerous aura.
On the other hand, the girl Aying is much more approachable than her grandfather. She has black hair with shiny braids hanging down her back. Her top and bottom skirts are tie-dyed with grass patterns, and her cloth shoes are tied to her knees. She has a rather ethnic style.
"Humph, from the looks of you, you must be interested in Witch Coffin Town too!"
The old hunter Wu Tuman leaned against the tree, stroking the dagger in his hand in dissatisfaction.
"Old man, you misunderstood. I am a reporter here to investigate the incident in Cunwu Coffin Town. They are my colleagues."
Song Siyuan knew that there was no benefit in revealing her identity at this time, so she took out her press card. Wu Tuman took the sword in his hand and looked at it. The emotion on his face softened slightly, but he was still wary.
"No matter what you do, I can only count you lucky. If you meet our grandfather and grandson, if you take a few steps forward, you will have no choice but to put your life here."
As he spoke, the old hunter Wu Tuman picked up a stone and smashed open the trap bush next to him. Yue Guanchao lowered his head and took a breath.
At the entrance of the cave, wooden prongs were sharpened like arrows, corpses were covered in blood, and poisonous snakes were circling among them. If I had made a wrong step just now, I would have drank Meng Po soup by now!
