After Qin Yin said this, Xiaolan was a little inspired, "It seems to be a black ball."
The two looked at each other.
"Should we go down and take a look?"
The answer is obvious, but...
Qin Yin's shivering has not stopped, and Xiaolan has just returned to the warm reality from the extreme cold. Do you want to go into the water again?
"Forget it, I'll go down and take a look."
Qin Yin, who was unwilling to let Xiaolan take risks, threw her arm and was about to go into the water, but Xiaolan grabbed her wrist.
"Sister Xiaoyin, I'll go down first this time," Xiaolan took a deep breath, "I...I have an ominous premonition."
"What bad premonition?"
"Uh...I can't tell."
"You kid," Qin Yin wiped the water from his face, "you have said so, and if I let you go down alone again, wouldn't I be too ungrateful?"
Xiaolan didn't consider whether Qin Yin wanted to be a human being. She lowered her head and stared at the black ball in the center surrounded by stone lotus petals. After a while, she raised her head and said, "How about we go down together."
The essence of teamwork is that if we work together, we will survive or die apart. The two of them pinched their noses with a tragic look on their faces and plunged into the cold water.
The black ball was about four or five meters below their feet. The two held each other's hands and tried to dive.
It was Xiaolan's first time diving. Her body floated straight to the surface. Qin Yin dragged her down like a kite. The visibility underwater was very low. The flashlight could only illuminate a small area in front of her. Qin Yin struggled to bite the flashlight.
, and slowly sinking with Xiaolan.
Wen Ling on the shore looked at the calm water, scratched his head, and waited.
Suddenly, two strings of bubbles appeared on the surface of the water.
Immediately afterwards, Xiaolan and Wenling coughed and splashed out of the water. As soon as they came out of the water, they started shouting.
"Sister Xiaoyin, have you seen it?!..."
"Of course I saw it, oh my god, it scared me, I almost didn't recognize it was a person... It was so tragic, the death was so tragic."
Wen Ling stood on the shore holding their coats and packages, looking at Xiaolan and Qin Yin, stamping her feet anxiously.
"What?"
The two swam back to the shore, shaking off the water from their bodies, while staring and saying, "It's a dead man!"
"dead?"
Qin Yin nodded exaggeratedly, "Between the petals of the stone lotus under the water, there was a dead man lying, and he died very miserably."
"It's a woman. She seemed to have suffered some kind of punishment during her lifetime, and her face was very distorted," Xiaolan added, "Do you know what's going on?"
Wen Ling shook his head in denial.
She hugged the package and clothes tightly, looking a little scared.
Xiaolan sneezed and wiped her nose, and the scene just now came to mind again.
The two of them dive... dive...
As the black ball got closer and closer to the two of them, the ominous feeling in her heart became clearer and clearer.
Qin Yin, who was below, suddenly pinched her left hand.
Xiaolan lowered her head and saw Qin Yin's frightened eyes.
She pointed at the black ball and danced around with it.
Xiaolan discerned it for a long time before realizing that Qin Yin had written a word in the void.
people.
people?
Who?
Then she saw it.
The black ball was nothing else, but the top of a person's head, a long-haired woman, with her back to them, lying in the middle of the stone lotus petals.
The woman only wore a white coat, and her thick black hair was twisted into a knot and wrapped around her neck.
The woman's head dropped to her chest, and she couldn't see clearly. Xiaolan boldly reached out and touched her shoulder.
The tentacles were cold, and the woman's body was even colder than the water. The coldness reached Xiaolan's hands through the thin linen gown.
With a move of her wrist, the woman's body swayed and she turned around.
That was a face that was extremely terrifying.
The woman's face was covered with large and small pits, and her mouth was wide open, as if she was complaining about the experience before her death. There were almost no complete parts of the face, and all the facial features were turned into a ball of mud.
Bai Sensen's teeth were exposed to the dim white light. If you look closely, even the teeth were mostly broken.
As soon as Xiaolan's eyes moved towards the woman's body, Qin Yin was squeezed out of the last air in his lungs by the sudden shock, and brought Xiaolan to the surface.
After listening to the two people's descriptions, Wen Ling's face had become tangled into a pattern like the pleats of a bun.
"All?" She waved her hand and made a circle.
The two then looked over.
"I don't know if it's the same in other petals..." Xiaolan didn't consider this, "But I think this matter is very important and we need to investigate."
This was said without saying anything, because they had nothing else to do except investigate this matter at this time.
Qin Yin sighed, "Xiaolan is right."
The air suddenly became quiet.
After a few seconds, Xiaolan and Qin Yin raised their eyes and looked at Wenling.
"Why are you still standing there?" Qin Yin gently took the backpack from Wen Ling's hand, "Wen Ling, take off your clothes."
***
Fool and Baomu stood on the edge of a steep cliff, looking down at the abyss under the cliff.
This cliff is several hundred meters long. The two of them never expected that there would be such a dangerous cliff in Huolian Mountain. The red bow that Wen Ling wore was hanging on a crooked tree on the edge of the cliff, swaying in the wind.
With.
"No, that's nonsense." The fool looked around and focused on the bow, "How could it fly to a place like this?"
The crooked-neck tree grew on the cliff, a few meters away from them. Unless they had wings, they would not be able to touch the bowknot.
Baomu squinted his eyes and shouted, "It wasn't blown by the wind! It was tied to the branch!"
He pointed at the bow as if complaining.
"It's tied to it? Are you sure?"
"I'm sure!" Baomu almost spit out his saliva, "It's tied with a bow, it's made by humans."
The fool was silent.
After a while, he said, "It may not have been done by humans."
Baomu put down his hand.
In fact, 80% of it is not made by humans.
The two of them lowered their arms and stared blankly at the swinging bow, lost in thought.
"Then what are we going to do?" Baomu turned his face and looked at the fool.
The fool shook his head slowly, "I think we may have been deceived."
"Who was deceived?"
"This mountain," the fool raised his foot and kicked a stone off the edge of his shoe, "this mountain is playing tricks on us, don't you think?"
"If the power of this mountain is really so strong," Bao said numbly, "why doesn't it just kill us?"
As soon as Baomu finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly passed by his ears.
He shuddered and regretted saying this.
Another gust of wind.
The wind in the forest rustled, and all the sounds merged into one, lingering in Baomu's ears.