As Ge Weihan said, this wild boar actually didn't have any scratches left by its teeth. The bruise on its head was probably caused by hitting a rock to avoid the enemy.
Lao Jiang frowned and continued what Ge Weihan said: "This thing probably couldn't eat a wild boar at one time, so it hung up the remaining prey. The other party probably has a certain IQ... No, it should be said to be very powerful." Very high IQ!”
He seemed to suddenly think of something, and instantly raised his voice: "Yes, it is using the smell of the remaining corpses to attract more birds and beasts, so that it can catch them all in one go!"
Suddenly, as if I had an enlightenment, the image of the white bird being sucked into the swamp appeared before my eyes, as well as the sound of bubbles that kept ringing along the way.
Gudong, gudong, like the death talisman, hitting my chest again and again!
Lao Jiang once said before that some predators at the top of the food chain disdain to kill their prey with one blow. They enjoy the process of toying with them and can't help but feel happy when they watch their prey being pushed into a corner little by little. joy.
For example, a cat playing with a mouse will play with the mouse until it lasts its last breath before swallowing it in one gulp.
"We're being targeted!"
Lao Jiang and I said in unison, while Ge Weihan also had a rare look of fear on his face.
After realizing this, I became very worried. I always felt that that thing was staring at us from the dark, and would close the net to hunt us when we were not paying attention!
But fear alone is obviously not enough. At this time, the more we need to be calm.
Lao Jiang asked me to keep an eye on Yin Ling'er, while he and Ge Weihan began to search for clues in the swamp around the body.
After all, for us, the more intelligence we have about the enemy, the greater our chance of survival.
This death swamp is an unknown and dangerous place for us!
For that thing, it is its home for survival, or rather, this place has long become its territory.
And those of us who wander in by mistake are its prey, its new play pets in the paradise of death...
The swamp was its best disguise. I was afraid that it would suddenly appear out of nowhere, so I had to carefully protect Yin Ling'er.
Fortunately, Lao Jiang and Ge Weihan were very fast, and with their efforts, they soon made new discoveries.
It was a huge footprint. The shape of the footprint was very strange, like a bamboo leaf, with only the west toe.
In my mind, only frogs seem to fit the bill!
But I have never seen such a big frog. The footprints are half a meter long and about 30 centimeters wide, and the footprints are as deep as a palm.
Geweihan and I thought together. He initially guessed that the footprints matched the soles of frogs, but he quickly rejected it because there were no frogs that big and heavy in the world.
Ge Weihan is a very particular person. He took out his ruler and measured the exact value and depth of the footprint.
But Lao Jiang stopped him: "There is a sticky liquid left on the footprints. It's best not to touch it!"
The liquid seemed to be very similar to the layer of mucus on the surface of the wild boar carcass. They both had a strong stench and smelled of decay.
"No matter what it is, let's run away in the opposite direction of the footprints. I have an ominous premonition!"
Lao Jiang seemed to have noticed something and grabbed us to leave, warning us to stay away from the swamp along the way.
It seems like this thing is lurking in the swamp!
But I know that it may be too late to escape at this time, because my ears once again heard the annoying "gudong" and "gudong" sounds.
It has caught up...
At the same time, I was keenly aware that a mist began to gradually rise from all directions in the west. This mist seemed to come out of the swamp. The black bubbles rose higher and higher, gathered in the air, and condensed. A black net seems to be trapping us here.
The mist at this time was completely different from the white mist when we first entered Ecstasy. This time it was black mist.
And there was an unpleasant smell in the mist, as if it was spit out by something.
There was also the buzzing sound of flies in my ears, which made me sick!
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, spreading around us, covering all the dead trees in front of us, and we can only vaguely see the brown ground under our feet, which is one messy swamp after another.
Our escape gradually slowed down, and in this black mist, we were completely lost.
"Is this a miasma?" My voice began to become erratic.
Yin Ling'er told me: "It doesn't seem to be miasma, but I don't know what it is specifically."
Ge Weihan's answer is the same.
The fog in the west is like thick ink that cannot be dissolved, splashing and exaggerating around us, making people not sure what to do.
At this time, Lao Jiang shouted: "Everyone, please calm down and turn on the flashlights!"
At this time, we no longer care about how precious the batteries are. Previously, we would only take photos at critical moments. At this time, everyone turned on all the available flashlights, trying to light up the road ahead.
"Gudong, gudong."
"Gudong, gudong."
The moment the faint light appeared, the exciting thumping sound sounded again. This time, the sound became clearer, as if it was coming from our ears.
I shined the flashlight over it and saw that the swamp started to bubble out again. At this time, it looked particularly scary.
We held our breath and stood there, no one dared to move now.
However, what we never expected was that at this moment, we clearly saw a ladder slowly rising from the black mist!
Can you imagine that scene?
It was obviously dark in the Western Zhou Dynasty, but that ladder had a strange light, and it was a particularly strange color. The almost transparent color had a hint of pink, just like a girl's extremely tender lips. Glowing and glowing.
I kept staring at the ladder. It led to an unknown place above my head, rising higher and higher, until it reached the sky.
"Is this a ladder to heaven?"
It was extremely difficult for me to ask this question.
As soon as I finished speaking, as if in response to me, in the black mist surrounding the ladder, there were actually the sounds of many women crying, sobbing, miserable, like Dou E who had been wronged.
But I felt no pity at all at this moment, and felt creepy from the bottom of my heart.
Along the way, let alone women, we didn't even see a hair. Who on earth is crying?
Ge Weihan also trembled and said tremblingly: "Mr. Jiang, what is happening now? Can it be explained scientifically?"
Lao Jiang was still calm. He sneered at first, then put his hands behind his hands and read out a poem: "Naihe is the road on the Naihe Bridge. Don't cross the Wangchuan River with right and wrong. There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone. I will meet Po Meng by the Wangxiang Terrace."
"This should be the legendary Huangquan Road!"
