My host is cold and scumbag

The upside-down corpse had its legs tightly entangled by thick and twisted vines. These vines penetrated through the narrow gap above, and their branches and leaves, along with the corpse, cast flickering shadows under the dim flashlight, adding a bit of eerie and terrifying atmosphere to the scene.

Before the stone door was opened, this should have been an isolated, airtight closed space. The whistling wind seeped in and collided in this narrow space.

The corpse had long lost its former vitality and moisture, becoming a shriveled and fragile corpse, with skin clinging to the skeleton, showing a frightening grayish white. They hung there, shaking violently as the hunting wind passed by.

Yang Qiu looked very unhappy.

At this moment, she was not sure whether Shenxiu locked these things here on purpose or wanted to let them out out of curiosity.

But Shenxiu's break here was too tempting for them.

Yang Qiu couldn't figure it out, and neither could He Chengwu. Everyone looked at each other and couldn't figure it out. Finally, Yang Qiu suddenly said, "Follow those things, quickly."

Yang Qiu hurriedly asked the others to prepare. At this time, Yue Qiu was applying medicine to Yang Taisui, but Yang Taisui was still itchy. He was still complaining and cursing. When he saw Yang Qiu's actions, he widened his eyes and said, "No, you just stopped for a while, and you want to hang it up again??"

Yang Qiu glared at Yang Taisui and said, "Stop talking nonsense. If you keep being pretentious, I'll throw you into the pile of butterflies."

Yang Taisui froze for a moment, then curled his lips and muttered, "It's not like I'm not going, why are you being so fierce?"

But he was also very confused as to why this thing caught him and bit him.

At Yang Qiu's command, everyone began to prepare. The wind in the abyss was howling. He Chengwu and Yang Qiu went down side by side. He Chengwu frowned and asked, "This wind is really very strange."

It's like there's a big hole in the earth.

At this time, everyone was hanging in the air. The abyss below looked too fierce. Even though Yang Qiu, He Chengwu and others had made sufficient mental preparations, they were still hesitant. Yang Taisui screamed in fear, but in the wind, it was not so noisy.

The abyss is extremely deep and the ropes are not enough, but the Yang family, who make a living underground, have their own unique skills.

Yang Qiu was the first to grab the end of the rope. She looked up and felt a little embarrassed.

The end of the rope is actually a grappling hook. You need some skill to swing the rope to create a wave, and then you can use the arc of the swing to throw off the grappling hook. But the prerequisite for this is that there is another rope nearby.

It's not difficult, but it's not easy either. In order to learn this trick, Yang Qiu was forced to live in the mountains by her mother for half a year. She ate so many wild vegetables that she vomited.

But the wind was too strong at that time, and Yang Qiu couldn't guarantee success.

They had already wasted a rope when they climbed the stone well. Now each person had one rope as they were the equipment allocated at that time. Even if there were spare ropes, they were obviously not enough. If they couldn't get them down, they could only cut the rope and connect it.

This time, they were equipped with a high-strength polyethylene sixteen-strand climbing rope, which is the strongest and lightest rope on the market. This trip was special. Although they had enough, they were still a little tight on money.

He Chengwu shouted from above: "Xiao Qiu, what's wrong?"

The wind from below was almost drowning out He Chengwu's voice. Yang Qiu's tied hair was blown upwards, making her itchy. She kept silent, but looked at her rope and swung it hard. It was not successful the first time, but Yang Qiu found that feeling.

The girl had a resolute look on her face. When she swung the rope again, she felt the hook fall off and was immediately delighted.

At this time, the people hanging on the stone wall were thirsty because of the wind. More and more people were reaching the end of the rope. Yang Qiu could only use this trick once for each rope, because there was no suitable place to hold the grappling hook, so she needed to fix it with iron nails.

Yang Qiu tied the safety rope to He Chengwu's rope, stepped on the stone wall, took out the iron nail from his backpack, and hammered it down. He pulled it to make sure it was fixed, then looked up and said to He Chengwu: "Brother Xiaowu, you go to that rope."

He Chengwu glanced at Yang Qiu and nodded with a complicated expression.

Yang Qiu shouted to the people at the end of the rope, "You guys go ahead and make the hooks first. I'll do it one by one."

Yang Qiu's arms were numb from the fall, but he still gritted his teeth and said nothing. As he watched the others climb down one by one, Yang Qiu pulled Yang Taisui's rope, and Yang Taisui screamed in fear. His hands and feet were shaking.

Yang Qiu snorted and laughed: "That's all you can do."

Yang Qiu had been busy for so long, and the man in this wind couldn't even sweat. With this method, they still had to leave a rope just in case, so Yang Taisui and Yang Qiu climbed down on the same rope.

Yang Taisui was at the bottom, and Yang Qiu was at the top. Yang Taisui kept talking, but Yang Qiu couldn't hear much of what he said. He could only climb down silently.

The rope was prepared to be 80 meters long, and twice it was almost 100 meters. Yang Qiu didn't know if he could hold on to the bottom. He could only pray. Pray that God would give them, the Yang family, a chance to survive.

But the further down you go, the stronger the wind becomes, and the stronger it becomes, the more likely you are to experience suffocation and lack of oxygen. Yang Taisui felt a little dizzy, and the others also had varying degrees of discomfort.

Yang Qiu wanted to speak, but when she found that she couldn't hear what she said clearly, she was actually a little panicked inside.

Tengchong is an extremely ancient volcanic group. The deeper you go, the higher the temperature will be, the thinner the oxygen will be, and the long period of darkness will make people feel scared, especially when you know there is something in this place.

The pressure underground will also be very high. In the geographical structure, both upwards and downwards will produce some different high-pressure reactions. Although Yang Qiu had studied this information before coming here, he never thought it would be so serious.

She tried her best not to let the wind blow on her face. But when she saw Yang Taisui no longer climbing down and curled up like a soft egg, this uncontrollable panic was infinitely magnified.

For some reason, she found herself unable to accomplish such a big thing this time.

The wind pressure at this time had reached the point where no sound could be heard. Everyone was trying to overcome their fears and gather the courage to continue. Yang Qiu bit her dry lips. She suddenly missed her mother.

I don't know how a woman like her mother would deal with this situation. Would she suddenly feel like crying like her?

But although she is young, she is very brave.

Yang Taisui, who had stopped, suddenly moved and began to climb down. Yang Qiu's heart was moved and her eyes became red unconsciously, but at this moment, even if she had tears, they would be blown dry immediately, and she had no time to be sad.

At this point, there is no turning back.

Xiao Si, ah Xiao Si.

Just to save your dignity.

It was worth it that they had been planning for so many years.