On killing the protagonist

Chapter 64 Schrödinger's cat!

No one knows why Tong Shan did this, maybe he wanted to play cat and mouse game, put them here on purpose, and kill them one by one after playing enough.

With the current situation and Wanke's revelation of the parallel space, everyone stopped arguing and began to think of ways to get out.

Ye Hanjiang looked up to the top of his head. The entrance of the cave was nearly 20 meters high from the ground. Without a magnetic transmitter, trying to climb up it with bare hands was tantamount to a dream.

He fixed his gaze on the narrow river, secretly thinking about the success rate of floating down the river.

While everyone was looking at the surrounding environment, Zhang Li had already climbed up from the cliff, and shook his head at Ye Hanjiang while walking, "The average water flow rate is 6 meters/s, and the fastest flow rate reaches 12 meters/s. The Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon has flown."

"Can you drift?" Ye Hanjiang asked.

Hearing this, the other party shook his head: "The speed of the water has exceeded the maximum speed limit for rafting. People have to spin and float down when they get out of the water, and..."

He said that he took a flashlight to shine on the water surface, and motioned Ye Hanjiang to look for himself: "There are many obstacles and whirlpools in the dark river, and there are many invisible reefs underwater. The difficulty of drifting is too great, and it has almost reached the expert level. With the kung fu of a three-legged cat, it takes less than half a minute to stop cooking."

Upon hearing what he said, Wan Ke suggested: "Since the waterway is impassable, we can only go by land. Why don't we go down this road?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the narrow path on the mountain wall next to him.

Ye Qiu glanced at the path beside him, and agreed: "That's right, the end of this dark river either flows into the sea, or it is connected to the river on the island, no matter which one it is, we just need to walk along the river We must be able to get out of this underground river."

After bandaging the wound, the group rested for a while, and began to walk slowly along the narrow path to the lower reaches of the underground river.

It is said to be a narrow path, but it is not considered a road at all. The width of the path is only about ten centimeters. Move over little by little, and you may fall into the dark river if you are not careful.

Just stopping and going like this, a group of people walked along the path for almost an hour, but Zhang Li, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.

Seeing that he stopped, Ye Hanjiang made a timely gesture to make everyone behind him stop, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Li signaled him to keep quiet, and pointed to the front: "Listen..."

Everyone held their breath, only to hear the sound of wind passing through the cave in the suddenly quiet space, followed by a seemingly invisible whimpering sound, sharp and ear-piercing, which made one's hair stand on end.

"What's that sound?" Ye Qiu rubbed his arms, feeling that the hairs on his body were about to stand on end.

"Is it the wind?"

Wan Ke said disapprovingly: "This underground cave has a complex structure, and it is not unusual for the wind to make such strange noises."

After hearing his explanation, everyone didn't feel strange for a while, and continued to climb forward.

The road gets narrower as you go forward. At first, you can stand with your feet parallel, but in the end, you can only turn your body sideways, and move your feet slowly forward.

Just then.

"what is that?"

Following Ye Qiu's exclamation, everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look into the distance.

I saw a hole in the top of the head in front of me, the whole space suddenly opened up, and the light became brighter.

A dam level with them suddenly appeared in front of everyone. There were nine holes in the dam, and water rushed out of the holes, and the sound of the water was deafening.

There seemed to be something like a curtain hanging above the embankment, but it was too far away and backlit, so it couldn't be seen clearly.

The few people in front freed their hands, turned on the flashlight and swept towards the shadow, only to see a shocking scene appear in front of everyone.

I saw a place about ten meters above the embankment. The first thing I saw was a piece of red and white. On closer inspection, I saw a pile of red cloth strips hanging in the air, and among these red cloth strips, there were evenly spaced A bunch of white strips about [-] to [-] centimeters long hang from the one.

At this time, the wind blows, and the cloth strips and strips sway gently with the wind.

To everyone's amazement, it was these white strips that emanated from the eerie whine they had heard earlier.

Just when I saw those strips clearly, I heard a voice shouting excitedly: "My God! This... this is the Gangbell!"

Everyone turned their heads, and it was Xiang Xiu who exclaimed. He patted Wan Ke on the shoulder hastily, and said anxiously, "Hurry up, let me take a closer look."

Wan Ke in front of him still moved in a leisurely manner, while jokingly jokingly said: "What's the hurry? Take your time! That pile of broken things has neither arms nor legs, and you're still worried about it running away." Is it done?"

Xiang Xiu was as anxious as a cat scratching his paws, but he could only move slowly behind his buttocks, not to mention the torment.

When he got close, he hurriedly jumped onto the embankment from the path, raised his head and looked at the bells carefully.

Ye Qiu, who had been following behind him, asked, "Hey, what is this Gangbell?"

Xiangxiu took a flashlight to shine on the long white strip three to four meters above his head, and stared obsessively. Ye Qiu even asked twice before he came back to his senses: "Ah? Oh...Are you asking Gangling?"

Then he shone the flashlight back on those dense white strips, and said, "Look, don't these look like a flute?"

Zhang Ligang picked up a white stick that fell from the embankment, and was playing with it curiously. Hearing this, he immediately became interested, raised the hollow cylinder and asked, "Isn't it? This thing can also be used as a flute make?"

Xiang Xiu continued, "The sound of the bell is clear and high-pitched, like the singing of a lark. It is regarded by the aborigines as a sound that can cleanse the soul."

At this time, after hearing Zhang Li's words, he smiled and encouraged him: "Why don't you try it?" "

Seeing his impatient look, Zhang Li had to half-push and put the thing horizontally on his lips, and tried to blow into the hole, when he heard a voice next to his ear: "Woo~"

Unexpectedly, the voice was not high-pitched and crisp like what Xiang Xiu said, but rather deep and gloomy, very much like a person crying with his throat held down.

Xiang Xiu stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "It seems that sometimes, you can't believe all the introduction materials?"

Zhang Li was dumbfounded, and complained: "What? After a long time, it turns out that you are also the daughter of a gardener—you can't spin in talks!"

Xiang Xiu rolled his eyes at him: "Are you kidding? This thing has been recorded in local chronicles. No one has ever seen the real thing. Even if it does exist, it will be put in a museum as a treasure. Where are you going to blow it?"

Zhang Li curled his lips, and became curious again: "Seriously, what is this thing made of? It doesn't look like gold or jade, but it's quite slippery to the touch!"

As he spoke, he touched two more hands involuntarily.

Xiang Xiu suddenly showed a teasing expression, and he winked at Zhang Li and said: "According to the records, this bell is usually made of the leg bones of dead girls or criminals..."

"what?"

Before Xiang Xiu finished speaking, Zhang Li yelled loudly, threw the bell in his hand in fright, and turned his head to spit on the ground: "Bah... bah... bah!"

Then hurriedly took the water bottle and rinsed his mouth. After finishing the work, he blew his beard and stared at him with an angry face and said: "You boy, do it on purpose!"

Xiang Xiu didn't have time to talk to him, he carefully picked up the bell that Shao Wu threw on the ground, after confirming that it was not damaged, he gently blew the dust on the bone flute, and put it into the diagonal work place like a baby. In the bag, I patted it uneasy.

Ye Qiu, who watched the whole process, smiled helplessly, looked up at the row upon row of leg bones above his head, and was puzzled for a moment: "The length of this bone does not look like a girl's leg bone, but the population of this island is not Where can I find so many sinners?"

"It doesn't have to be a sinner, but it may also be a prisoner."

Ye Hanjiang behind him looked up at the densely packed gang bells, squinted his eyes and said, "Don't forget, since we entered this small island, none of our aborigines have found it."

Xiang Xiu nodded to confirm his statement: "Yes, there are basic living facilities for the islanders to survive here, which means that there should be many people living here before, but now everyone has disappeared, and I am afraid that something has happened to them."

For some reason, looking at the bell made of hundreds of leg bones on their heads, everyone felt a chill go down their backs, and the already creepy whimper sounded even more terrifying.

It was getting late at this time, and everyone had a simple dinner on the embankment, and began to pack their things, preparing to leave the underground river overnight.

Along the way, the road conditions became better and better. When we were about five kilometers away from the first embankment, the road ahead had turned into a stone road that could be used by cars.

They passed two more dams, and these two dams were the same as the previous ones, made of stone strips, with red cloth strips and bells hanging above them, but one seemed to be taller than the other.

Seeing that another embankment passed by, Ye Hanjiang became confused, turned his head and asked, "Third brother, have we walked a kilometer?"

Ye Qiu shook his head: "Probably not, what's wrong?"

"I don't know, I always feel that this dam is very strange!"

Ye Hanjiang looked at the dam in front of him, wondering: "Accordingly, the dams should be built at equal distances. Why do the dams here get denser the further they go?"

Zhang Li behind him interjected, "Fresh water is scarce on the island, maybe they want to retain as much water as possible."

Ye Hanjiang heard that such a statement made sense, so he put the matter aside and stopped worrying, and turned to focus on his way.

At this time, it was almost 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. Wan Ke found the vanguard and discussed profusely: "Bian Qing and the others can't move anymore. It's getting late, it's really not good, can we just deal with it here overnight?"

Everyone heard the words and looked back, and sure enough, they saw Bian Qing sitting on the side of the road with Xiaojie in his arms, looking at them with a guilty face, his fair face was flushed, obviously feeling sorry for himself for dragging the team back. Excuse me.

It was only then that Ye Hanjiang and the others realized that besides strong men, there were also weak women and children following them.

Before Ye Hanjiang opened his mouth, Zhang Li who was next to him rejected the proposal: "I'm afraid not."

"Why?" Li Yi, who had been listening, asked a little unhappy.

Although the human leg bones on the top of the head are really scary, it is tolerable for her who is a medical practitioner. If you walk forward, you may not be able to encounter such a flat place. In addition, it is convenient to fetch water, which is something that a pair has never seen for many days. The temptation of a well-washed girl is too great.

Zhang Linai explained patiently: "There is no shelter in front and no backing in the back, and all four sides may become attack directions, so there is no way to guarantee safety."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Hanjiang behind touched the surface of the embankment and voted against it: "I don't agree to live here either."

To Ye Hanjiang, Li Yi was much more polite after all, and hurriedly asked, "What's the reason?"

"I can't tell."

Ye Hanjiang looked at some wet stones under his feet, and frowned slightly: "There is always a bad feeling!"