Wrong marriage at night: the princess has yin and yang pupils

Chapter 421 Vines Covered With Fingers

A man and a woman rushed in, turned a blind eye to me, and dragged the old woman out.

The old woman turned her head and cried, and yelled at me for help.

I rushed over, and I was about to grab the old lady's shoulder, but I missed it again.

The old granny was like a bubble that burst and melted in an instant.

"Who are you talking to?"

The idiot facing the wall came over and looked at me with one eye in the gap of the messy dirty hair.

Finished!

I can't tell the difference between reality and dream now, and I can't distinguish between human beings and spirits.

The young man before and the grandma now seem to be asking for help from me.

Their deaths should all be related to Dadun Township.

Lu Pianbiao!
Suddenly, I reacted.

"Can't go! Can't go!" The fool blocked my way.

"If I don't go, my friend will be in danger!" I said shortly, "Although you saved me, I can't leave her behind."

"I...I..." The fool pointed to his nose, "I'll go!"

After finishing speaking, the fool turned around and ran wildly.

Soon, it disappeared from my sight.

Walking out of the cave, I found myself in a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides.

On the cliffs, there are "cave dwellings" scattered one by one.

The entrance of the cave dwelling is built with mud bricks.

Yes, it is tightly blocked.

In some cases, half of the vacancies were left.

And the cave I was in just now was at the bottom, and there was not a single mud brick at the door.

What is this cave dwelling for?

Suddenly, I remembered the scene in my dream.

The weird old man bent over, laying bricks in front of him.

Glancing at the vines hanging from the cliff next to it, I reached out and grabbed it.

Then, climb up along the vines.

The cave dwelling closest to the ground is about ten feet high.

Weeds have grown on the half-sealed mud bricks.

The weed seemed to have experienced four seasons of wind and frost, and it had already withered and yellowed there.

The roots of the vines stretched into the crevices of the cliff, and they were tightly buckled like hooks. I thought it was enough to bear my weight.

However, I think too much.

Halfway through the climb, the soil on the roots suddenly loosened.

It started as dry soil, loose and splashed down.

Later, it was wet mud.

When I realized something was wrong, the root closest to me was suddenly pulled out with a lump of clay.

And, keep squirming.

When I looked closely, my heartbeat suddenly became messy.

It's not the roots of the vines that tightly hook the soil, but the fingers.

Those fingers were pulled out of the soil one by one.

I, who was clinging to the cliff, lost my center of gravity and swung into the air.

Looking up, I saw those fingers quickly leaving the rock wall.

At this speed, when the topmost one leaves, I will fall from a high altitude and die.

Without thinking too much, I swung with all my strength and slammed into the cliff.

Regardless of the pain, the moment he stretched out his hand to grab a raised stone, the vine fell loose.

During the fall, the fingers on top squirmed.

One of them grabbed my ankle violently.

I lifted my foot violently and hit a sharp rock.

That hand let go of me painfully before the vine fell completely.

The wind howled, and the air became thinner.

As the gravel fell, I quickly climbed up.

When finally climbing to the entrance of the cave, a wrinkled hand suddenly stretched out.

That hand, shriveled and almost devoid of moisture.

Only the exposed blood vessels proved that he was still breathing.

But the nails on it are almost completely turned up.

The only little finger that was not turned up was stuffed with black mud.

"Girl, I'll pull you up!"

A faint voice suddenly came from inside.

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(End of this chapter)