Section 245

"Wait until night..."

Uncle Sun shook his head with a bitter expression on his face. "If it was really possible, Jiangyuan and the others wouldn't still be here."

Uncle Sun now feels that what Xiao Ge said is true.

Jiang Yuan is the one who knows the most and has the strongest ability among them.

Since Jiang Yuan said that he had to catch ten tricksters before he could get out, that was probably correct.

After all, there are too many tricks here, and when it is gone, they will naturally be able to go out with peace of mind.

"Let's go back."

Yang Xiaotian shook his head, "Their food is not enough. If they stay like this, I don't know how long they will have to stay."

"Let's go to where we rolled down the valley before. Our luggage should still be there."

"If you find food, you can follow them."

When Uncle Sun thought about it, it was true.

After their accident, they just didn't have time to bring their luggage.

Among the four of them, only his backpack took him into the valley, but there wasn't much food. All he brought was some incense and other things.

"We had a bad opinion of Jiang Yuan before. Alas, we can't just follow him with such peace of mind. Let's go!"

The two decided on their goal and set off together.

When we reached the hillside, the original tents were still there, but they were covered with leaves.

Following the place where they fell, I saw three backpacks hanging on tree stumps or pinned to rocks on the steep hillside.

However, the slope is very steep. If you are not careful, you may fall down again.

That would be really miserable.

Yang Xiaotian picked up a vine and said, "I'll go."

"Just keep an eye on it for me."

Uncle Sun was originally afraid that Yang Xiaotian would force him to go down, but now it seems that he just hates Jiang Zhiyuan.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

Yang Xiaotian groped along the steep slope to pick up the first backpack.

It went smoothly, except that it was a backpack for equipment, Brother Xiong’s backpack.

There is only enough food for one person for a week.

"This belongs to Ah Xiong." Uncle Sun took a look at it. "The food was taken out before, and it should all be in the river...it's all in that backpack."

Uncle Sun didn't know why, but when he mentioned Jiang Zhiyuan, he felt a fuzzy feeling.

He could only think that he had a guilty conscience.

Otherwise there is no way to explain this uneasy feeling.

Yang Xiaotian continued to pick up the second one.

They didn't know at the time that they would stay so long after coming in, so everyone had a week's worth of food in their backpacks.

There was also a backpack containing a week's worth of food for four people, and it was Jiang Zhiyuan who was carrying it.

I'm just afraid that if someone's bag is lost, they will have to drink the northwest wind.

The second backpack that was picked up belonged to Yang Xiaotian himself.

It mainly contains medicines and a lot of compressed biscuits.

"This..." Uncle Sun saw Yang Xiaotian's disappointed look, "It should be the last one."

Only the last one is obviously Jiang Zhiyuan's.

Yang Xiaotian glanced at the backpack that had fallen the deepest and furthest. The bottom was gloomy and looked a little dark.

Just looking at it made me feel cold.

"no solution anymore."

"It's a bit far. I'll pick it up as soon as possible. If something goes wrong... forget it!"

He was heartbroken and took out a bundle of rope from Ah Xiong's backpack and tied it around his waist.

The other end was tied to the tree. After making sure it was correct, he quickly went down.

He didn't want to stay here any longer.

"rustle"

The sound of feet stepping on leaves is a little unnerving.

Yang Xiaotian has a ghost in his heart, is afraid of the valley, and is very nervous.

Three minutes later,

Yang Xiaotian's vision was already very dark, but the backpack was right in front of him.

A few steps forward,

He stretched out his hand, grasped the backpack firmly, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's done."

With that said, he put his backpack on his back and started climbing up the mountain.

A heavy weight on my back,

Yang Xiaotian had a hard time climbing.

It only took him a few minutes to get down, but it was difficult to move up.

too heavy!

what happened?

Yang Xiaotian didn’t understand, but still tried his best to climb up——

"This this……"

Uncle Sun above looked at Yang Xiaotian with horrified eyes and a pale face.

It was like seeing an extremely terrifying scene.

He opened his mouth, "Yes, there is something strange..."

It's just that the voice is too low,

Yang Xiaotian couldn't hear it at all.

I saw Yang Xiaotian climbing up with the rope, carrying a bulging backpack on his back.

But under the backpack, there were actually two hands holding the shoulder straps.

A flattened, non-human-shaped piece of bait hung under the backpack,

It was so red that the human shape could only be vaguely discerned.

The legs were like noodles, swaying with the movements, so soft that they had no sense of bones.

"He really came to take revenge..." Uncle Sun was covered in cold sweat and his legs were trembling. He knew,

When Jiang Zhiyuan died, he was crushed.

That’s why it’s like this!

He shouted in horror, "Xiaotian, Xiaotian, you lost your backpack!"

Uncle Sun rushed to the rope and grabbed the rope with both hands.

He stiffened for a moment,

Jiang Zhiyuan underneath, as soft as an earthworm, leaned out from behind his backpack.

That flat, paper-like face, the facial features on it had long been indistinguishable, like a painting that had been damaged by a child's graffiti.

The only thing he could see clearly was his white teeth,

showing a horrifying smile to himself!

It was clearly broad daylight, but Grandpa Sun was already sweating like he had just been pulled out of the water!

The rope in his hand also became extremely hot -

If he pulled it up, Jiang Zhiyuan would not let him go.

If he broke the rope directly, they would fall into the valley together and would never come out again.

Chapter 185: Following like a shadow, vicious and treacherous

Grandpa Sun was frightened by his own horrifying thoughts and quickly shook his head, "If I do this, what's the difference between me and Jiang Zhiyuan."

"No, I can't hurt people."

Besides, even if Yang Xiaotian died, it would not be enough to quell Jiang Zhiyuan's resentment,

I still have to die!