We took off our pickaxe and rope and began to climb up along the stone walls on both sides.

There are no stone caves under the stone wall, so there are few places to settle down, and it is difficult to climb. Every time I go up one meter, I have to make great efforts, and sometimes with the help of my second uncle and Shi Tao, but what surprised me was Kong Xue. Her movements were very flexible and she could find a suitable leverage point every time.

Feeling my gaze, Kong Xue smiled at me, "Do you want to learn rock climbing? Come to my account after you go out, and the tuition fee is discounted!"

It turns out that Kong Xue has practiced rock climbing, no wonder. It seems that this time I really need to strengthen my skills training, otherwise I will be a burden every time I have such a thing, although I don’t want to have another next time!

This situation was not until the stone caves for corpses appeared above the stone wall that the situation began to improve a little, and I had the opportunity to take a breath.

The second uncle found two larger caves adjacent to each other. He crawled into the cave first, looked at the corpses inside, and then bowed to each other, and said, "I'm sorry, I borrowed two treasure lands to hide. I hope we can forgive the disturbances!"

I stared at my second uncle with wide eyes, "What do you mean is to let us stay with the corpse?"

Uncle II looked at me, "Yes, what's wrong?"

I looked at the very weird-looking corpses, "Can you move them aside?"

The second uncle's expression became a little serious, "The ancestors of Faqiu have a lesson. They go to the tomb and fight. If they are absolutely necessary, they should not hurt the master's body. All things are left with a thread and cannot be done."

When I heard that my second uncle even moved out his ancestors, I had to agree. The second uncle continued, "Don't be unhappy. We borrow other people's places now, don't forget that we are the intruders!"

As soon as Uncle Er finished speaking, I suddenly felt that this sentence sounded very familiar, and seemed to have heard it somewhere.

After trying hard to recall, I suddenly remembered a person's name, Wen Mo!

I remember that it was in Qilian Mountains when we were attacked by the green-haired monster. Yuanxiao complained a few times and scolded the green-haired monster. Wen Mo said to Yuanxiao with a gloomy face, as if this was the same sentence, and it seemed that even the words were similar!

I suddenly thought of a possibility that Wen Mo was also from Faqiu, so the ancestral teachings he and his second uncle received were the same.

I originally wanted to talk to my second uncle for a few more words, but when I turned around, I saw that my second uncle had already crawled into the cave with Shi Tao and squatted on the left and right sides of the corpse in the cave. At first glance, it looked like the left and right guardian of the temple statue!

I patted Kong Xue and signaled her to follow me to the cave on the other side. Kong Xue seemed to be much more free and easy than me. Without saying a word, she had already crawled into the corpse carefully. She even poked out her fingers and pretended to insert the corpse's eyes.

I was funny watching from the side and asked her, what are she doing?

Kong Xue pouted, "I'll test him to see if he's pretending to be dead, just like the one we met before."

I laughed in silence. When Kong Xue was so funny, my fear of this corpse was greatly reduced. So I stepped in and squatted on the other side of the corpse, just like Uncle Er and Shi Tao and others.

The cave on the stone wall is much larger than it looks from below, and the three of us would not feel crowded even if we stayed inside.

I held the cave wall with one hand and leaned forward to look deeper into the river. At first, I didn't notice anything unusual, but the sound of flowing water was still getting louder and louder. Gradually, I saw something rolling in the depths of the river, and I even felt a slight vibration. This made me feel shocked. It wasn't really that the dark river had changed its course suddenly!

When I looked over again, I found that the surging water was not the river, but the thick white fog. Seeing this, I suddenly couldn't help but think of the experience of Qilian Mountain again, the canyon with thick fog, and the Tibetan temple on the stone wall. We were probably in our current location at that time, looking down at the situation in the canyon, but now the canyon has become a river channel. Why are there such similarities in these two experiences? What is the relationship between them?

The fogs were very fast. Due to the previous experience of encountering fogs in the thick fogs in Qilian Mountains, I always felt that there was something in the fog this time.

I looked at Kong Xue beside me. From her expression, I knew that she should have remembered all the things she had in Qilian Mountains. I leaned out to see the second uncle in the stone cave next to me, "Uncle II, look at the fog below, what are the tricks?"

Uncle Er stared carefully for a while, but shook his head. Then he turned around and took the glasses in his bag. It might be that Uncle Er was a little distracted when he thought about the problem. When he took out the glasses and turned around, his elbow hit the body of the corpse in their hole.

It was too late for the second uncle to catch him again, and Shi Tao next to him was unprepared. In this way, the corpse in the cave where they were shaking and fell down!

Uncle II stared at the corpse falling straight into the river below, and instantly broke into several sections.

I looked at my second uncle, "Uncle II, didn't you say we were lending other people's places? Now, a tenant has thrown the landlord out. This matter is not very authentic!"

The second uncle didn't bother to quarrel with me, stared at the falling corpse blankly and bowed, "The sin is really an unintentional mistake. Forgive me!"

As we were talking, the thick fog in the river had spread. We looked at the fog that had turned from light to thick, and the corpse that had just fallen down was gradually submerged in the fog. I was about to turn my eyes elsewhere, but suddenly we saw that the corpse in the fog had moved! But his body had been broken and could not move, but despite this, he still used his hands as his feet and followed the direction of the fog and crawled forward.

We were all shocked and looked at each other, unable to understand what was going on!

I said to myself, "Can those river fogs resurrect the dead? And then lead the dead away?" Such nonsense has now become the only possibility.

The second uncle nodded, "It is very likely that you have noticed that the locations of the caves on the stone wall are all relatively upwards, and there is not a single cave on the lower side of the stone wall! Maybe the people who built these here knew that this would happen, so they prepared for the future and directly avoided the height of the thick fog in the river channel, so as not to be taken away by the thick fog!"

Uncle Er's statement added more evidence of credibility to this situation. I couldn't help but start to imagine that if the height of these fog was high enough, then all the corpses on the stone walls on both sides would be resurrected, which would be a spectacular and shocking scene. But I knew it was impossible. These corpses have existed here for thousands of years and there was no sign of resurrection, except for the one I was fucked to death!

The fog became thicker and thicker, and the moving corpse below was swallowed by the fog without a trace. The strangest thing was that there was a sound similar to running water in the fog. It was really impossible to imagine how it was produced!

I looked towards the river and thought of the lonely tent. I could imagine that scene. The dark green tent was like a small boat in the turbulent waves, shaking in the stormy waves!

I suddenly thought of a situation. If the ancestors of Shanhuan ancient country dug stone caves above the stone wall to avoid the corpse from contact with fog, it means that this phenomenon probably occurs in a periodic pattern. If this is the case, there will be a contradiction: the female corpse in the tent!

If the fog can make people resurrect, then why did the female corpse stay in the tent? It is impossible that this situation is the first time in more than 20 years. This is a coincidence. We have encountered it since. The possibility of such coincidence is probably lower than the chance of winning the lottery. If this situation is not the first time, then how did the female corpse avoid the influence of the fog again and again?

Unless there is something special, in an instant, an idea flashed into my mind. Could it be that little lamp?! I gestured to touch my bag. If this is true, the female corpse who lost the little lamp this time might be doomed this time, and suddenly felt guilt in my heart that she was hurt by me.

I stared at the heavy fog in the river, and my heart was extremely complicated. Suddenly, I saw a little green fire appearing in the fog in the river.

I suddenly widened my eyes, and soon I found that this green fire was not one. Then a second, third, and fourth appeared behind it...arranged into a long string of green lights.

I thought this scene looked familiar, but it was not in Qilian Mountains. I took out the night vision telescope in my bag and looked at the location of the green light in the fog.

When I looked at it, I realized that this was not a green light at all, it was clearly a small green lantern.

These small lanterns with green light were carried in their hands by a group of people who seemed to be wearing black robes, hidden in the mist, and slowly walked forward.

I suddenly remembered where I had seen it. Just as I passed through the ancient well in the middle of the Haizi and came to the deepest part of the desert to meet with Shi Tao and the others, that night, we saw a group of people walking out of the Haizi, holding such a green lamp in our hands.

The same scene happened here. I looked at the others, and everyone was stunned. Who was in the fog? Where were they going? What exactly did these mean? Countless questions piled up in our minds, and I had no clue for a moment.

He looked at his second uncle and said, "The same?"

Uncle Second understood what I was referring to, so he nodded, "Yes, but who are these people? Where are they going?"
Chapter completed!