I thought to myself, this crazy woman is not very smart. She keeps taking us to some strange roads. If we don't die, we will be crippled this time.
I heard a "plop" sound from below, and I was startled. Could it be that the blood river turned here? Just as I was thinking, I also fell into the water, splashing a lot of water. All I saw was clear water, not blood, and I was relieved. My body sank very deep with the force of falling, and then slowly rose up.
When I came out of the water, I saw Qu Mo staring at me. I was relieved that she was safe, but where was that crazy woman? I turned around and looked around. This was a narrow crack in the mountain, probably less than two meters wide, but very deep. I couldn't see the top if I looked up.
The bottom of the entire mountain gap was filled with water, forming a long and narrow pool. I reached the end not far ahead, but I couldn't see the shadow of the crazy woman. I didn't believe she couldn't fly. I looked up and looked around. The headlight shone on the stone wall, which was bare without even a hair. It was incredible. Where was she
As I was thinking, I heard a "wave" and a splash of water appeared in front of the opposite stone wall. A hairy head appeared. It was the crazy woman. She waved at us and sank down again. There seemed to be an exit on the underwater stone wall over there
Qu Mo and I looked at each other, and we both swam over and sank to the surface. Fortunately, Lu Fei bought a waterproof headlamp this time, which was not affected by the water at all. As the light hit the stone wall in front, I saw a hole that seemed to be shaking in the ripples of the water.
One of the crazy woman's feet was still exposed, but it instantly retracted and disappeared. I gestured to Qu Mo, and in order to avoid any more accidents, I took the lead and went in first. There was a ramp going up diagonally inside. In fact, from the entrance to the inside, there was also a crack in the mountain, all of which were formed naturally, without any traces of artificial excavation.
The water level inside was parallel to that outside, and it was only less than one meter up that it emerged from the water. This low crack had a low slope upwards and was basically very gentle, so it didn't take much effort to climb up. Qu Mo followed closely behind me, chasing the crazy woman up all the way.
The crack was indeed a little low, so I could only crawl forward and could not stand up, so my legs suffered, especially my knees. Fortunately, I was wearing a cotton coat, otherwise I would have been unable to bear it. I saw many corpses along the way, and their clothes had long been turned into powder, but from the hoes and iron rods held in the hand bones, I seemed to understand something.
These may be the migrant workers who were requisitioned to build the ghost town in the mountain, but their final fate was death. Some of the decapitated bodies may be those of these migrant workers. Some people who were unwilling to succumb to fate may have found out that there was a way out, so they opened a very small dog-hole-like hole and escaped. However, some people along the way could not make it to the exit and died regretfully.
After crawling forward for a long time, they still couldn't see the end, but there were more and more corpses. It is conceivable that these migrant workers were abused, had no food to fill their stomachs, and were starving to death one by one on the way to escape. It is really sad.
The crazy woman's knees may have been worn out, so she turned over and lay there gasping for breath. We also took the opportunity to stop and took out two bottles of water to drink. The crazy woman licked her dry lips and stared at the two empty bottles. I took out a bottle of water from my bag, which was the only one I had, and threw it to her to drink. Unfortunately, the food was all on Wang Zijun, so although we felt hungry, we could only bear it.