Section 20, Ten Thousand Bones River Today

In the end, we only dug up a neatly folded set of clothes. There is no body either! Just as we buried the burial mound for the botanist!

Ye Yi didn't give up and continued to turn over the second one. The result is the same.

Ye Yi, who was dead, sat next to a grave bag, inserted the knife on the ground, looked up and said, "Yang Guang, from the moment the botanist's body melted, I had no illusion in my heart."

I squatted beside Ye Yi, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a smooth voice as possible, "Ye Yi, what you have to do now is to take us out alive."

"Ha ha, I know! I'll try my best." Ye Yi said.

I smiled and said, "Ye Yi, I have always believed that you can do it."

"Do you really believe me?" Ye Yi said.

I said, "Of course, if I can't trust you, I won't come here with you."

Ye Yi closed his eyes and was silent for a while. Suddenly, he stood up and asked me condescendingly, "Do you really believe me?"

I raised my head, narrowed my eyes, and said, "xin!"

"Let's move on! If we go back now, we will definitely die. If we can find the answer, we still have a chance to live!" Ye Yi said affirmatively.

I asked, "Why do you say that?"

Ye Yiyi: "I believe that the last two people alive must be Uncle Gao and Aunt Gao. After so many people died, they didn't look back, which means that there must be a greater danger to look back! I even suspect that this is the cemetery where we died after turning back. We will chase this and find it, and we will definitely find it. Even if they die, they will leave us some clues. I don't believe that with the means and knowledge of Uncle and Aunt Gao, they will die so easily.

I stood up, looked at Ye Yi seriously and said, "Then go find it! Ye Yi, this line of vitality must be grasped. You have never let me down!"

Ye Yi pulled out the mountain knife inserted on the ground and carried it in the palm of his hand. His voice became heroic from the original loneliness. The hoarse voice, in such a desolate place at this time, seemed to give people a different kind of courage and strength to support me, or our almost collapsed confidence: "Let's go and have a look. The river, Uncle Gao and others are even buried far away from the river.

"Good!" Suddenly, I was full of pride. After Ye Yi regained his cold look like a glacier, I suddenly felt that my backbone was back! My previous worries and fears seemed to disappear at this moment: "Just go and see what kind of thing it is!"

The pride returned to pride, and the two of us still walked slowly towards the river cautiously.

As the sound of the stream gets louder and louder, the thick fog spreading in front of us gradually becomes thinner, and the water waves reflecting the luster of the thick fog appear in our vision.

What caught our eyes was a small river that was not wide. The water flowed very fast and made a crisp sound.

Ss...

Standing by the river, Ye Yi and I's scalp are buzzing. This may be the most horrible thing I have ever seen! The fear made me afraid that Ye Yi didn't dare to speak. Standing here, neither of them dared to move at all.

Dang!

Ye's knife fell on the ground and made a crisp sound. The atmosphere of fear had just been dispersed by Ye Yi's pride, but the distance of 100 meters recondensed in our hearts.

Looking at the river, I twisted my neck, and my neck unconsciously made a creaking sound: "Ye... One... Did we read it wrong?"

In the clear riverbed, countless bones are immersed in it, and it seems that ferocious faces can be seen. Can anyone imagine that the whole riverbed is made up of bones? They are dense at the bottom of the river, and the clear and thorough stream shows their most authentic side in front of us without concealment. The river was clean and messy, with no trace of mud, no water plants, and no creatures. There is only the sound of a dead stream. At this time, the sound is no longer the smell of joy. The sound in our ears is like a roar, a collection of words that negatively describe the sound, such as roaring, grief and anger, whine.

Drip-on...

Ye Yi and I retreated crazily, and we didn't even dare to pick up the mountain knife. We retreated to the area close to the bush, and then turned around and ran back in a panic.

I ran all the way to the place where we opened the gap and saw the fat man, Professor Yun and Sui Xiang waiting for us. Seeing us come back, the fat man first asked, "How's it going? Is the water all right?"

Ye Yi and I calmed down our fears and adjusted our breathing at the same time. Ye Yicai said, "Fat man, you take people to wait here. Don't go anywhere!" Don't go to the river to get water to drink. I'm going to go alone with Yang Guang.

The fat man frowned and said, "What's going on?"

My breathing was also even, and I said, "Fat brother, the riverbed of the whole river is full of bones, and it is a riverbed made of countless bones."

Ss...

Zhao Lei and the other three were as shocked as when we saw it. At the same time, they took a breath: "This, this, is it true?" The fat man asked with trembling lips.

I nodded.

The fat man said tremblingly, "Have you ever heard of such a legend?"

"What do you say?"

"Wangu River, Wangu River, not enough to cross. Living people cross the river to become white bones, and dead people can't cross the river bones. The fat man said in a low voice, which was almost hoarse as Ye Yi's.

Ye Yi frowned. Obviously, he had never heard of such a legend, but I asked, "What is the purpose of this legend?" Where should this Wangu River be?

"I can only say that this is a place where a god lived in ancient times. This popular proverb says that if you want to see this god, you must sacrifice to ten thousand people at the place where the god lives to see the god.

"According to this legend? Isn't the place where we live the gods live? I said in horror. Any folk proverbs and legends are not groundless, especially in our industry. Behind every proverb is an unusual meaning, even about life and death.

"What we see is a stream, not a river." Ye Yi suddenly said.

The fat man's facial features were squeezed together, and he took a deep breath and said, "Ye Yi, what should we do now?" He is no longer entangled in whether it is the Wangu River or the stream.

Ye Yiyi: "Yang Guang and I continue to move forward. You wait here."

"What if there are more people dying?" Professor Yun asked.

"No matter how dead you are, you have to endure it. Don't step back. Wait and maybe there is hope to live. If you retreat... you will really die." Ye Yi said affirmatively.

"How can you be sure?" Sui Xiang asked.

Ye glanced at him and didn't intend to explain it at all.

And I think we are a team of people anyway. Without explanation, it is impossible to convince the people of the archaeological team to wait for us here at ease. So I explained, "We found some empty graves not far away. There are only clothes and no bones inside. However, two are missing. Ye Yi judged that there were still people who were alive and did not die together. What's more, it is judged that they died when they retreated. So, we can't go back! You have to move forward.

After a pause, I continued: Professor Yun, you have also seen it, and now people are panicked. It's not a good choice to follow us. If the front is safe, the archaeological team of Gonier's parents will not return. This shows that it is more dangerous ahead.

"So... what if you can't find a way out? Or what if you go out by yourself after finding a way out? Sui Xiang asked at this time.

In fact, the archaeological team is very sad. They are not like us, but with the same heart. The archaeological team itself has also divided its own faction, whether it is attachment or unified management. Of the six people, one is a botanist, a survival expert, and an archaeological team, all of whom are completely reduced to the point of fighting separately. Sui Xiang, a survival expert, trusts us more than the archaeological team. And the botanist was the first to die. Now we ask them to stay here. Just like waiting for death to come, face the unknown death threat.

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