What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

There was mist in Shuanglong Mountain and visibility was very low.

It is difficult to distinguish between male and female from half a meter away, and there is no distinction between humans and animals.

Zhang Youzhi and Qiu Ke each had a three-meter-long rope tied around their waists to ensure that they would not get separated in the fog.

Qiu Ke stepped on the dead branches that fell from the tree, making a "click-click" sound.

"Mr. Zhang, if you feel any discomfort in your body, you must tell me and we will go back immediately."

Zhang Youzhi followed Qiu Ke, unable to see the other party's figure, and could only hear the other party's voice.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm in pretty good shape and can handle it."

Although Zhang Youzhi is old, he pays more attention to physical exercise and likes swimming, Tai Chi and other sports that are good for the body.

Plus, it’s rich and well maintained.

His current physical fitness is roughly equivalent to that of a person who is about sixty years old and has just entered old age.

It may be more resistant than some young people who stay up late all day and eat irregularly.

"To be honest, Mr. Zhang, you have the best physical fitness among the elderly people I have ever seen." Qiu Ke said with a smile as he walked: "My father is just in his early sixties this year, and he is already suffering from geriatric diseases. "

"I have to go to the hospital at least once a month. I don't know what kind of condition he will be in when he grows old."

Zhang Youzhi asked as if to make things happen: "What did your father do when he was young?"

"Workers in steel plants work from early in the morning to late at night every day, which makes their bodies exhausted. All the money they have saved throughout their lives is donated to the hospital."

"Haha, don't say that. Don't look at me. I never get sick. It seems that I am in good health."

"You see, whenever I get sick now, I become seriously ill. Haha, it's life-threatening!" Zhang Youzhi joked with a smile.

His mentality is also really good, and he doesn't take the cancer cells in his body seriously at all.

Even if there was no Zhang Xiaoan, he probably wouldn't be too scared.

After all, I have lived for such a long time, have many children and grandchildren, and a brilliant career. I have enjoyed everything that I should enjoy, and there is nothing that I cannot let go of.

As long as he is afraid of death in his heart, he will not go to Shuanglong Mountain to explore this ghost place.

"Hey! There are more people with terminal illnesses now. Don't take your illness seriously. Now that medicine is so advanced, there will always be symptomatic drugs to treat the disease. What's more, aren't you also developing drugs to treat terminal illnesses? Just relax a little bit, it'll be fine!"

When Qiu Ke faced Zhang Youzhi, he was quite warm and not so arrogant. He would say some comforting words.

However, after he finished speaking these words, Zhang Youzhi's voice did not come from behind him.

Qiu Ke stopped, turned to look at Misty, and called softly: "Mr. Zhang...Mr. Zhang?"

The surroundings were silent.

The only answer to Qiu Ke was the gentle breeze blowing the leaves, making a "rustling" sound.

Qiu Ke lowered his head and found that the rope tied around his waist was hanging on the ground. He felt a thump in his heart and hurriedly pulled the rope hard.

"Whoosh!"

A three-meter-long rope flew out of the fog and hit Qiu Ke's forehead.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

After seeing that the rope was broken, Qiu Ke cursed. He picked up the rope and looked at the break.

The fracture was smooth and flat. It definitely didn't look like it was broken by grinding, but rather like it had been cut off with a knife.

Could it be that Mr. Zhang was planning to find a place to end his life because of his cancer, and then cut the rope with a knife?

Qiu Ke thought of this possibility for a moment, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Qiu Ke shouted in panic: "Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang!"

……

Zhang Youzhi stood there and kept rubbing his eyes.

A breeze blew by just now, blowing sand into my eyes.

When he opened his eyes again after rubbing his glasses, he suddenly found that the rope tied around his waist had been broken at some point.

Zhang Youzhi immediately stood there and did not dare to move.

"Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang!"

Church's shout echoed in the forest.

Qiu Ke's voice seemed to be echoing in the horizon, but also seemed to be not far away in front of his eyes.

Zhang Youzhi felt that Qiu Ke's voice calling him was everywhere in his ears. He had tried very hard to identify it, but he couldn't tell from which direction Qiu Ke's voice came from.

In desperation, Zhang Youzhi had no choice but to pull his neck and shout: "Qiu Ke! Where are you?!"

"Qiu Ke! Cough cough cough..."

The severe pain in his lungs made Zhang Youzhi kneel on the ground and cough violently.

Then with a "wow" sound, Zhang Youzhi vomited out a large mouthful of blood.

After all, he is a cancer patient, and the disease will attack from time to time, making him feel short of breath and tight in the chest.

Qiu Ke in the forest heard his cry and responded hurriedly: "Mr. Zhang, just stay where you are and don't move! I'll go find you right away!"

Qiu Ke took out his mobile phone from his waist and found that the screen of the mobile phone was somehow affected. The screen was flashing with snowflakes and he couldn't operate it no matter how he clicked.

Fortunately, Qiu Ke was prepared.

He took out the compass from his pocket, and then sadly discovered that the compass needle was spinning like an airplane propeller.

Qiu Ke quickly calmed down when he saw this.

Zhang Youzhi definitely wanted to be rescued, but in the fog, people simply couldn't walk in a straight line.

If you take the liberty of walking forward, you never know where you will end up.

"Mr. Zhang, wait for me a moment, I'll be there right away!"

After Qiu Ke shouted, he took out the dagger from his waist, then squatted on the ground and inserted the dagger into the soil.

He followed the route in his memory and moved forward little by little, keeping his eyes fixed on the line drawn with the dagger under his feet.

As long as the line is straight, it means it's not going astray.

Although the method is a bit cumbersome and time-consuming, it is fortunately safe enough.

……

"Mr. Zhang, please say something! Otherwise I won't be able to hear your voice or identify your location!"

"Mr. Zhang...Mr. Zhang!"

"..."

Zhang Youzhi knelt on the ground and heard Qiu Ke's call. He wanted to respond but could not speak.

"Cough...cough..."

Zhang Youzhi coughed so hard that he felt like his lungs were about to come out.

In the end, he couldn't resist, his eyes darkened, he fell to the side, and his body rolled down the mountain.

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you...Mr. Zhang!"

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Zhang Youzhi slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a skull. It was the unlucky explorer that Zhang Xiaoan had photographed when he first entered the mountain.

"I'm sloth!"

Zhang Youzhi was startled and punched the skull away.

He turned around and looked around, and found that he had rolled into a tent, and a headless corpse was lying beside him.

Even at such an old age, Zhang Youzhi couldn't help but get goosebumps after seeing the bones.

Zhang Youzhi moved his hands and feet in panic.

"hiss……"

A heartbreaking pain came from his calf, and Zhang Youzhi fainted again from the pain.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Crack clap..."

A strange man with disheveled hair and a hound walked out of the woods nearby.

The weirdo walked into the tent, bent down and held up Zhang Youzhi's face to look at it carefully.

"Tsk! A big shot..."