The cave was about to collapse, and the big and small stones were smashed into my head regardless of 100% of the time. If you stay for a second, you would be in danger of burying the rocks. In this case, there was a good road in front of you, so how could you care about anything else? I pulled him and shouted at him: "What can't you go in? If you don't go in, are you waiting to die outside?"

Lao Yang said, "The situation inside is not clear, please take a look first!"

I said to him, "I can't care about so much. Look at this situation, I have to break into the cave even if I have a dragon's nest." As he said that, he pulled him into the cave and went to the cat.

Lao Yang held his hand tightly and refused to let me pull him in, saying, "Please listen to me once, I really can't get into this hole!"

As he said that, he wanted to pull me out. I was furious. I was about to ask him if he wanted to die or why, suddenly a stone collapsed suddenly. I quickly let go and both of them fell backwards. The stone roared across the middle of us, and the collapsed hole suddenly blocked.

I was so scared that I hurriedly asked him if there was anything wrong. After a long time, I heard him moan and replied, "It's okay, he smashed his mother's head. It's no longer here. How are you?"

I told him that I was fine, so I pushed the stone casually. Seeing that it was still moving, I knew that the way it came from was broken, so I looked around. I thought it was another cave on the rock wall, and there must be an exit on one side. However, when I looked at it, it was a closed space, very narrow, as if it was a natural gap in the mountain. I always felt familiar with it when I saw the situation.

After climbing a few steps with the gravels, I suddenly realized that this place was also a cave that collapsed, but it has been a few years since the collapse of this place, and everything that should have collapsed has collapsed, and the ground is full of gravel.

I was wondering just now why this giant snake was so powerful. It hit the hard rock like this after a few collisions. Now I think about it, it turned out that there had been a collapse here, and the last accident would have caused great damage to the surrounding rock formations. The rock that looked solid on the surface had actually cracked inside, and it finally exploded when the giant snake hit it. This passage collapsed.

I looked over my head and found that there was a gap between two collapsed rocks. The degree of fit should be very strong. Even if the outside is still hitting, only dust will fall down here.

It seemed that the giant snake had almost used its strength, and it hit it lighter and finally became quieter.

I was still in shock and remembered that Lao Yang had just pulled me. If I hadn't let it go in time, it would have become a meat pie and would have been angry and said angrily behind the stone: "What kind of medicine did you have taken the wrong one just now? I almost killed you."

Lao Yang was blocked outside by stones and couldn't get in even if he wanted to. He also said, "What did I take the wrong medicine? Why don't you say you are awkward? You see, it's good now, what should I do?"

I dug a few stones. I saw the old itchy flashlight coming through the gaps between the stones. However, the largest stone is at least as big as an Eight Immortals table. The gaps between them are limited. I can reach out, but I will definitely not be able to get out.

I knocked the stone a few times and smashed a few white stubble. The two stones had the same hardness, so it was very difficult to smash. Lao Yang saw that the gravel stones started to loosen again because I hit me, so he hurriedly told me not to do it, and said, "Please take it easy, and knock it here again and it will collapse again."

I said, "It's also a knife to stretch your head and shrink your head. Anyway, it's either falling to death or starving to death. I don't have so many worries."

Lao Yang said, "You'd better not to do it. When we have no time to get to the end, you can take a look around first. Is there anything special? I'll call me immediately if I find it."

I looked around for a week and it was dark and winter. When I saw that there was only gravel, I told him that there was nothing inside.

He was silent for a moment and asked, "It's really nothing? Take a closer look."

I said, "What are you lying to? This is a bigger place. I will definitely see anything."

Lao Yang said, "Okay, look carefully, and I'll go to the front first to see if it's so blocked, maybe there are still gaps to climb out."

As he said that, he moved away from the flashlight. I leaned against the stone for a while and crawled into the gap. When I looked around, I knew there would be no exit here. The stones on my head weighed several tons. I am afraid I can't get out after a year or two.

After walking inside, there was no way out. Just as I was about to turn back, I suddenly saw something painted on the stone wall, so I quickly plucked it over to take a look.

When I first looked at it, I thought it was some graffiti-like cave murals, very primitive. The ancestors who cast bronze trees might have left the ground. After a closer look, I found that it was not. The patterns on these graffiti were an airplane and several English letters, which were the works of modern people.

Who would do these things in such places? I was very puzzled.

Half of the graffiti was pressed into the pile of gravels under my feet. I moved the stones away and wanted to see what was drawn. After removing a large stone, a ball of black rag appeared, as if it was a fragment of a piece of clothing.

I pulled the ball of rag and a dry and rotten hand exposed to the bone was exposed. The hand was claw-shaped, as if trying to crawl out of the gravel, and finally died of exhaustion.

I was shocked and almost screamed, thinking to myself, why was there a dead person buried here? Could it be that the hole collapsed and buried here alive? Then who is this person?

I continued to move the stones away, and soon a corpse appeared. The corpse was completely decayed. It seemed that it had been burying here for some time. The clothes on my body were torn into balls. I don’t know what color it was, but judging from the amulets hanging around his neck, this person might have come to fight like us.

I remembered the corpse I saw at the bottom of the waterfall, which was also rotten like him. Then these two people might be in the same group. They really died for money and birds died for food. These two people might be my fate.

I continued to dig, dug out the whole body, and found a backpack. It was so rotten that it could not be rotten anymore. It was almost empty inside, with only some black slag. I don’t know what was rotten, so I flipped over the back and fell out of the mezzanine.

The notebook is almost falling apart. Fortunately, the paper is of good quality and the words written in the orchid original pen are still clear. I picked them up and looked at them. There were journals in front, some geographical locations and phone numbers. I turned to the back and suddenly was stunned. There were some diaries behind. The time I read the first article seemed to have been recorded three years ago.

This person's font is quite naive and should not be very good at writing. Each diary has only a hundred words. I quickly flipped through a few pages and looked straight at it and my back felt cold.

Judging from the records in the diary, this man should have come here three years ago. The diary did not write about his coming process. Instead, it started from the time he was trapped in this cave. However, in the contents later, he occasionally mentioned his experience before coming in.

There should be eighteen of them in total, because in one of the articles, he mentioned: I am the only one of the eighteen people left. It also mentioned that they did not enter the ground through our route. Instead, they came in from a huge tree hole wrapped in a rooted root in the banyan forest on the top of the mountain.

At that time, we had passed by that banyan forest, but the locals said it was haunted inside and could not get out when we went in. We were in a hurry to go, but we didn't go to this trip. We didn't expect that there was such a big strange thing inside. If we had known this, we wouldn't have to waste so many twists and turns.

But after watching, I couldn't help but be glad that I didn't take that path, because it was recorded inside, the way they came down. It was extremely dangerous. Eighteen people went in and when they came out from below, there were only six left, and all the others died on the road.

It is estimated that the tree hole should be opened in the middle of the forest. The dozen people couldn't embrace one of the ancestors of the banyan tree, but the banyan tree formed a forest alone. It is hard to say whether the forest was a few or one. After these people came down, they should be the opposite of us. We climbed up from the bottom, and they should have fallen directly to the top.

Their route should be in line with the habit of sacrificial rituals. The path they took should be the main gate.

As I expected, he also said that after they found nothing on the sacrificial platform, they walked down the surrounding plank road. The bottom of the plank road was full of water, like a very deep pool of water, with the water being a green wall and no bottom could be seen at all.

They jumped into the pool and found that the depth was very deep and they could not dive without equipment. The diving equipment they brought was too small. After trying it, they had to give up. Six people floated to the surface, but when they saw it, they were stunned.

It turned out that when they were diving, the water level dropped sharply. When they came out, the plank road they had put on their equipment was six or seven meters away from them. They didn't expect that all the ropes were in their bags and they didn't carry them on their bodies, and they were all panicked all at once.

The water level dropped rapidly. A group of them climbed onto the bronze tree, and a group of people ran into the cave exposed in the rock wall. The owner of this diary entered the cave where I was at that time. Unfortunately, before he entered the cave, a giant python like a black dragon suddenly appeared from the water and chased after the bronze tree. He could only hear the tragic sounds and gunshots of his companions, so scared that he hid in the cave and did not dare to go out.

This disaster was caught off guard. His companions were all desperate. One of them started explosives before he died while fighting the giant python. They were preparing to open mountains and explode the tombs, so the explosives were very large, and the sky and the earth were shattered. Even the cave where he was hiding collapsed and the shock wave collapsed.

The owner of the diary fainted for a while. When he woke up, he found that he was trapped. He expected that such a violent explosion would make no one survive outside (in fact, there was another one, that person died in the waterfall). He came to the cemetery himself, and he had no goal in his own way, and it was impossible to expect someone to rescue him. He was discouraged for a while.

The following content began to become a little boring.

He was sleepy in the gap for seven days, and he didn't have much food on his body, so he finished eating in an instant. He was thirsty and hungry, and his battery and electricity were exhausted. In the darkness, he knew that his deadline was coming, and he couldn't help but feel pain when he remembered that his mother was unattended to take care of him.

A few days later, he was hungry and in a daze. One day he woke up. He didn't know when it was now, but he felt that his thirst was at its limit. In a daze, he picked up the kettle that had been dry and took a few sips. At this time, a miracle happened. Suddenly, sweet water gushed out of the kettle. He didn't know what was going on. He drank it greedily for more than ten minutes, but the water was not missing at all.

He thought he was dreaming, and thought that he must be dying and had hallucinations, so he just died like this. He thought that since he was dreaming, there might be something to eat in his bag. As soon as he took it, the bags of food were all full. He was overjoyed and ate desperately, but he almost choked to death.

Gradually, he found that all this was not a dream. At first, he thought that God had appeared and came to save him, but later he felt that something was wrong. Finally, he discovered that all this had a certain connection with his thoughts, but it was not a sight to all spirits. For example, when he wanted to eat something, the thing would not appear, but when he touched the food in his bag, he would often touch what he liked to eat, and there was nothing in the bag.

He began to consciously analyze and do thinking experiments. Gradually, he discovered his materialization ability. He wrote a lot of this paragraph, and the experiment process was very complicated. In the end, he did not come to the conclusion of materialization ability, but believed that he had become a "trance-like God."

The graffiti on the stones were drawn during this period, and I'm afraid he was playing with it when he was very bored.

At the end of the diary, he wrote that he would use this ability to try to get out from here. If he succeeded, he could go out to be a superman. If he failed, he would die here. I don’t know what experiment he did in the end. Anyway, it seems that he failed in the end.

However, if you have such ability to come to the real society, you don’t know whether it is a good or a bad thing.

When I saw this corpse and thought of my own situation, I couldn't help feeling heartbroken. I had no food around me, and I'm afraid I couldn't hold on for even seven days. Besides, even if there was food, it would be better to die if I stayed here endlessly.

I put down my diary, searched for the pockets of the body, and found a cell phone. It was already out of power. I still went aside and found another wallet with some money in it. I thought it would be rotten, but the RMB would not rot. What is this called?

There was also this person's ID card in my wallet. I pulled it out and wanted to see what this unlucky person was called. When I turned on the flashlight, I saw that the person's photo was blurred, but the name was still clear, and it was called "Xie Ziyang".

This surname is really rare. Jie Lianhuan, who died in the "underwater tomb", also has this surname. I looked at this person's birthday and was quite young, which was a pity.
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