[69 Book Bar - www.] Almost everyone almost screamed. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. The vision in front of me disappeared, and the word "death" disappeared. There are seven of us, please look at me.

, I look at you, no one knows what to do next, we are like frozen statues, letting the mountain wind beat on us.

I gritted my teeth and suddenly raised the red flag, "Comrades, see clearly, it's just a sunset, it's nothing. For the victory of the revolution, we continue to move forward!" After saying this, I gritted my teeth and continued to move forward, thinking in my heart

But I was so hairy that if it weren't for the red flag holding me up, my calves would almost collapse. But since I came up with this adventure plan, I couldn't have stage fright, otherwise I would be laughed out of my mind when I went back.

A group of seven people advanced slowly on the serpentine mountain road. This road was very difficult to walk. Sometimes they had to climb up on all fours. Almost everyone had bloody cuts on their bodies.

It was finally dark, and the originally dark mountain road became even darker. Fortunately, I was prepared, so I took out a box of matches from my bag and asked Chun'er to cut some branches and tie them together to make a simple torch.

If you light the torch, you can roughly see eight or nine meters away.

I said: "Xiao Heizi, aren't you good at telling stories on weekdays? Let's tell a few to relieve everyone's boredom."

So Xiao Heizi started to tell stories to everyone while walking. He usually loved to tell stories about bandits, and he often made our blood boil with excitement. Under his encouragement, at that time, the life ideal of every child in our town was to grow up.

When he grew up, he became a bandit. These stories of rivers and lakes filled with gunfire and bullets, Xiao Heizi completely lost the flavor when he told them today. After a while, his voice became lower and lower, lower and lower, and finally became inaudible, and finally he simply shut up.

He opened his mouth and stopped talking.

The mountain road began to be filled with that oppressive silence again, and everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

For some unknown reason, all kinds of ancient horror legends suddenly appeared one after another at this time.

Qing'er suddenly said: "Do you remember the story of the bloody corpse?"

My scalp suddenly went numb. Damn it, your grandpa, when has it been bad to tell such a bad story? But if you tell it at this time, people will not be allowed to live? So I planted the red flag on the spot and told everyone to find some dry grass and dead branches.
Chapter completed!