"Okay, stop kidding. This thing is called piranha, not a raspberry..."

Fang Yi waited for a long time, and when he saw Awangchai kneeling by the river and praying devoutly, he couldn't help but feel impatient, and pulled him up and said, "Go away quickly, at your speed, I'm afraid I can't fall down even when dawn..."

"Not far away, I'll be here after crossing the Laka River..."

Awang guessed that he was a little stubborn, so he bowed to the piranha that was pinched to death by Fang Yi, and then he returned to the river. The sound of the splashing water made the river boil again, and the dead fish was also dismembered by his fellow humans.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, the two of them came to a relatively narrow river. There was a big lying tree in the middle of the river, which ran through both sides of the river. Awangchai walked over carefully. When he turned around and looked at Fang Yi, he found that Fang Yi had come behind him at some point.

"Stop..." After walking forward for about five or six hundred meters, Fang Yi suddenly reached out and pressed Awangchai's shoulder.

"Someone has been here. Have you taken this path before?"

Fang Yi stopped and carefully observed the jungle where he was. In a place with thorny vines, there were clearly any clothes torn off. There were still some food packaging bags under a tree. Fang Yi could even ask about the smell of the biscuits that had been filled there.

"It's not a person, not the place you've been to..." As long as there was a ray of light, the night was as bright as day for Fang Yi. After observing a few places, Fang Yi found that at least more than a dozen people had stopped in this dense forest.

"It's the one I've left..." A Wangchai's face was a little pale under the moonlight. After searching for a while, A Wangchai pointed to a big tree and said, "This is the mark I left, but when I went back and passed by, there were no such things!"

Walking in the primeval forest can easily lose direction, and the risk multiple of walking in the forest at night will increase geometrically. Even the indigenous people in the Miao village can do it, and Awang guess is one of them.

However, Awang guessed that he also walked according to the route he was familiar with. He left marks at every distance. The middle part of the big tree he pointed to Fang Yi was engraved with a very hidden arrow sign, which could not be discovered without looking carefully.

"Brother, isn't there any danger?" Fang Yi's face became a little gloomy. He rubbed the little devil's head with his hands and said, "Don't squat there and doze off, go and see if there are anyone around?"

Although Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness has greatly improved in the wild man's mountain, at best he can only sense the energy of more than ten meters around him. If he is a little farther away, he has no choice. However, with the little devil following him, this problem is easy to solve. After receiving Fang Yi's order, the little devil quickly rushed up a big tree and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

"Fang, they can't find Peng!" Awangchai patted his chest confidently and said, "I... can't find anyone who hides me. Even if they know where they hide, they can't get in..."

"Well? Where did you hide your elder brother?" Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Although he didn't have a long contact, he could also see that Awang guessed that he was a cautious person. Since he said that, he must be sure.

"Follow me..."

Awang's Mandarin skills were really not very good. Most of the time, he was browsing out one by one, but he could barely express his meaning clearly. After hearing Awang's words, Fang Yi returned the machete to him and followed Awang's behind.

"Where is the holy beast?" Awangchai suddenly stopped and looked at the place where the little devil disappeared.

"It will find us later."

Fang Yi explained in a word. He was too lazy to defend himself asserting that the little devil was not a holy beast. Awang guessed that he was just a stubborn mind. As long as he decided on something, he would never turn around no matter how Fang Yi said it.

As Fang Yi said, after he and Awangchai walked forward for another half an hour, the little devil fell silently from a big tree on Fang Yi's shoulder. A few "squeaking" sounds and gestures of small claws made Fang Yi realize that no one existed in the several kilometers of mountains and forests around him now.

After climbing a mountain and walking down the mountain to the middle of the mountain, Awangchai suddenly took Fang Yi to a cliff. This mountain road was very difficult to walk. On the road about two or three hundred meters, some rotten corpses of dead animals could be seen everywhere, including tigers, wolves, and some beasts at the top of the food chain.

Fang Yi was also secretly frightened when he stepped on some animals' dead bones under his feet, and followed Awangchai silently, but he was alert. He felt that there seemed to be a great crisis hidden in front of him.

The two of them walked for more than ten minutes on a mountain road of two or three hundred meters. When Fang Yi and Awangchai arrived at the edge of the cliff, Awangchai stopped and pointed to the lower part and said, "Fang, come, Peng, below..."

"Brother is below?"

Fang Yi stretched his head and looked down at the cliff, and his brows frowned, because he could see that under the cliff, the clouds and mist were shrouded in the white area, and there was no sight at all.

More importantly, the white mist also gave Fang Yi an extremely dangerous feeling. At the moment of stretching his head, all the pores in Fang Yi's body were closed, and the breathing between his mouth and nose completely turned into true qi flowing in his body.

"Is this miasma below?"

Fang Yi suddenly remembered the poisonous miasma he encountered in the Wild Man Mountain, and was shocked. He had encountered poisonous miasma more than once in the Wild Man Mountain, but those poisonous miasma floated in the jungle like mist, and some did not even block their sight, which was quite different from the clouds and mist under the cliff.

"Laka, Laka Gate..." Awangchai next to him suddenly said a word.

"The Devil's Gate?" Fang Yi thought of the meaning of Laka and automatically translated the word.

"Hell, the gate of hell..." Awangchai pointed to the white mist below and said, "In the early morning, they will come up, and all the animals that touch them will die. In three hours, they will come up..."

"I understand. The animals behind us were all killed by this poisonous miasma? By the way, why are these big trees okay?"

After hearing Awang guessed, Fang Yi suddenly realized that the poisonous miasma under the cliff was swimming according to time, but the poisonous miasma seemed to have no harm to the plants, because the trees on the road behind them grew particularly vigorously.

After stretching out his head and looking down the cliff, Fang Yi found that the moonlight shining in this vast white mist place was really like a portal. The name of the Gate of Hell that Awang guessed was extremely appropriate.

"The juice in their trunks is all the blood of animals..."

Awangchai whispered, with a look of horror in his eyes. If it weren't for the purpose of saving Peng Bin, Awangchai wouldn't have come to this place no matter what, because there were so many terrifying things happening here.

"If you don't talk about this for now, you must have a way to go, right?"

Fang Yi waved his hand and interrupted Awang's guess. First, the communication between the two was not very smooth, and second, Fang Yi was not in the mood to listen to him telling stories. If it weren't for the concern that there might be someone on the nearby hill, Fang Yi would probably have called Peng Bin's name under the cliff.

"There is a way, no one knows except me!"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Awangchai showed a look of pride on his face and said stutteringly: "Awangchai is the most powerful, and there is no wizard... I don't know how to go here, only I can go..."

"Okay, take me down..." Fang Yi interrupted Awangchai again, which made Awangchai, who was full of confidant, very dissatisfied. He glared at Fang Yi angrily for several times, but suddenly turned around and jumped down to the cliff.

"Hmm? Don't..."

Although Awang guessed his movements were very fast, they were not as fast as Fang Yi. Before his figure disappeared on the cliff, his shoulder was snatched by Fang Yi's hand and he lifted it up from under the cliff.

"Don't seek death if you are angry..."

Fang Yi looked at Awangchai speechlessly. The mountain they climbed was about 400 meters high, and at this time it was almost 200 meters high. If Awangchai jumped from here, no matter the poisonous miasma, he could even fall into a meat pie.

"No...anno, go down from...from here!"

Awangchai, who was very calm when he jumped off, was scared to death after being lifted up by Fang Yi. The position of his jumping off the cliff was particular, and if he made a mistake, he would fall off the cliff. So after stepping on the ground with his feet, Awangchai quickly took several steps back.

"Can we go here?" Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then he thought, Awang guessed that he wouldn't have lived enough and jumped off the cliff and committed suicide, right?

Thinking of this, Fang Yi walked to the place where Awangchai had just jumped down. After a closer look, he found that there was a rock about two meters protruding outward one meter below the cliff.

Although the rock protrudes outward for a short distance, it is spread out in the fan surface, forming a small platform, and the rock and the rock wall have a 45-degree angle. After jumping from above to the rock, the body will definitely roll to the side of the rock wall, but it will never fall below the cliff.

"I'll go down and take a look..."

Fang Yi is skilled and brave. Even if there is a hundred-meter cliff and endless poisonous miasma below, Fang Yi is not afraid at all. He lightly taps his toes and his body falls on the slope. When Fang Yi stood still, he immediately discovered the mystery of the slope.

"So that's it..."

Through the moonlight above his head, Fang Yi clearly saw that there was a cave entrance one meter square on the rock wall facing the slope. Since the cave entrance was sunken inside the rock wall, there was no clue from above.

"You... go in, I'll jump..."

Awang guessed the voice came from above, and Fang Yi did not hesitate. His body shrank and he drilled into the entrance of the cave. After entering, he realized that the space in the cave was much larger than he had imagined. He walked forward only three or five meters and could almost stand upright.

"Will you not enter the cave after the poisonous miasma outside the cave cover the cliff?" Fang Yi touched the dry rock wall of the cave with his hand, and a question arose in his mind. It is logical that Thailand is rainy and wet, so the cave should not be so dry.

"I'm down..."
Chapter completed!