Let's talk about Lin Zhennan, who was once again dumbfounded when he carried Wang Ziyan to the top of the mountain.

It turns out that there is a steep cliff below the top of the mountain.

Under this steep cliff is a small basin with a radius of several kilometers.

This small basin is a bit like an enlarged version of a sinkhole.

This enlarged version of the tiankeng has a small plain and a small river flowing through the plain.

This small river should be the river they traced and flowed from the underground river in front.

There are many thatched houses on the higher sides of this huge tiankeng. Some are stone houses covered with stone slabs, and some are stone houses built into sunken stone walls and built with small stones. It looks like

There are dozens of households.

This is Lin Zhennan and Wang Ziyan. They only saw the crowd after walking for half a month, and they immediately felt friendly.

But this cliff, from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the sinkhole, is at least 1 kilometer in diameter.

Moreover, it is a cliff and there is absolutely no way to walk on it.

Of course this couldn't stop Lin Zhennan, he took out the Spider Spirit's Sky Silk from the space.

One end was wrapped around a small tree on the mountain ridge.

Then he put Wang Ziyan down and held her in his arms.

Lin Zhennan felt that the two strings of hot things were close to his chest, which made him feel a little distracted.

Wang Ziyan also felt that her heart was pounding and her face was as red as a monkey's butt.

Lin Zhennan jumped into the air with Wang Ziyan in his arms.

Wang Ziyan felt the wind whistling past her ears, and she felt her body falling straight down.

She unconsciously burst out a string of Chinese quintessence: "Fuck, Lin Zhennan, what are you doing? Don't let it get to you. If you don't let it get to you, don't let me be buried with you."

Lin Zhennan listened to this little girl's bad words and slapped her round butt angrily: "Who can't think of it? We have to go through this place. Didn't you see that there are people down there? We all have them.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen anyone, you can see that we both are almost turning into savages.”

While talking, the two of them reached the bottom of the sinkhole easily.

Lin Zhennan, let go of Wang Ziyan.

The place where they descended was right by the small river.

Wang Ziyan quickly ran to the river, took a handful of cool river water, and washed her dirty face.

At this time, several boys and girls wearing ancient clothes came next to them, looking at them curiously.

When Wang Ziyan saw the group of children, she immediately said to them with a smile: "Children, what is the name of your place?"

The children seemed to understand what they said, but their answers made the two people dumbfounded.

I could only hear them chattering and talking about something.

Lin Zhennan said: "They are from Myanmar. Who knows if they can understand what you are saying, and we can't understand what they are saying."

Lin Zhennan took out a bag of compressed biscuits from his body and handed it to the group of children.

The compressed biscuits that Lin Zhennan and Wang Ziyan were tired of eating were incredibly delicious fairy food to this group of children who had never seen the world.

There are seven or eight children in their group.

Each of them took a small piece of compressed biscuit and bit it gently out of fear. After eating it in one bite, there would be no more.

At this time, another group of adults came. They were dressed like the clothes worn by ethnic minorities in China. They could not understand what they were saying and could not communicate with them.

Here comes a skinny old man in his seventies or eighties.

The old man's legs seemed to be inconvenient. He was sitting in a sedan chair and was carried by two young people.

"Two young men, did you fall from the mountain?" the old man said in a very stiff Chinese dialect.

Lin Zhennan and Wang Ziwei were happy: they finally met someone who could speak Chinese and communicate with each other. Before, they were just parroting each other, which was really sad.

Wang Ziyan hurriedly said: "Uncle, we didn't fall down, we flew down from the mountain. We mainly saw that there are many other families here. We have been walking for more than 10 days and haven't seen a single family, so we came down out of curiosity.

have a look."

"Fly down, are you gods? Can you still fly down?" the old man said strangely.

Lin Zhennan said: "To tell you the truth, I know some magic and can fly down from the top of this mountain. I do have this ability."

Don't tell me, this old man really believes that he has magic, because the more traditional and less educated a person is, the easier it is for him to believe in those gods and ghosts.

In order to win the trust of these people, Lin Zhennan walked to the river and reached out to grab him in the river.

In an instant, Lin Zhennan caught two carp weighing two to three kilograms in his hands. The carp were jumping alive and struggling in Lin Zhennan's hands.

His hand shocked the group of people, who hurriedly knelt down and murmured in their clan's language.

The old man sitting in the sedan chair smiled and said: "We people in the village all worship you and think of you as a god from heaven. I hope you will bless us with good weather."

Lin Zhennan said in his heart: "It would be great if I had that ability."

Lin Zhennan raised his hands and saw those who were kneeling stood up as if they were being supported.

This hand even conquered these people of unknown nationality.

Wang Ziwei didn't think it was strange, because she had heard Lin Zhennan say before that he knew some tricks, so she thought Lin Zhennan was using tricks to deceive these ignorant villagers.

The seventy or eighty-year-old man sitting in the chair smiled and said: "This young master is indeed a fairy. I am a foolish person who is really lucky to meet a real fairy."

As he spoke, the old man bowed respectfully to Lin Zhennan.

Lin Zhennan looked at this old man. He should be a highly respected person in this place. His every action highlighted that he was a knowledgeable and cultivated person.

So Lin Zhennan said to the old man: "The old man has some inconvenience, so there is no need to be polite."

The old man said: "Well, this problem is a common problem in our place. Everyone will be paralyzed after reaching the age of fifty or sixty and cannot move around. I don't know if they have been cursed by some gods."

Only then did Lin Zhennan realize that among the people who came here, there were really no old people over the age of fifty or sixty. They were all young men in their twenties and thirties and a few women, none of whom were very old.

Lin Zhennan was a person with supernatural powers. He stepped forward, took the old man's hand, felt his pulse, opened his eyes with supernatural powers, and took a closer look at the old man's whole body.

Sure enough, there are no problems with the old man above the waist, but the two limbs below the waist lack blood nourishment, the blood vessels have shrunk, and the blood has frozen and turned into thrombi, which cannot flow. No wonder they can't move. There are some unexplained problems in the clogged blood vessels.

substance.

Lin Zhennan estimated that there might be some disease-causing factors in the soil or water quality of this place, which caused this paralysis.

Otherwise, why? Does it only occur after a certain age? Most likely, over time, more and more harmful substances are added, slowly poisoning people, and then lesions develop, so older people become paralyzed.

People are unable to move.

Lin Zhennan used his superpower to inject his own purple light back and forth into the blood vessels of the old man's body, and used his superpower to comb the blood vessels with the old man.

The old man only felt a warm feeling in his blood vessels.

He was so surprised that he had not had any feeling in his legs for twenty or thirty years.
Chapter completed!