I thought to myself that this professor is crazy. He is dead and he can save Mao. But Yan Xinyi and Tian Wenya are very obedient. They took the flashlight from him and were about to go down.

Shen Bing hurriedly stopped them: "Don't go down first, don't you see the depth of the mud below, is it just a mud? If you go down, you will lose your life." Hey, Shen Bing has more brains than them, which makes me feel ashamed.

They both stretched their heads down and looked carefully for a while, then turned back to Fan Qiuyi. The professor frowned: "Professor Zhong must be rescued. He has a few precious biological specimens on him, and we must take them back."

I almost fell into it after hearing this. You didn't even know whether you could walk out of this underground river, and you had to bring things back. It was really pedantic. But speaking of this, they came here to live and die, just to collect precious samples. For example, scientists spent their entire lives on this, and the biological specimens on Professor Zhong should be more important than their lives.

"Professor Fan, it is absolutely impossible to retrieve Professor Zhong's body. It's better to die." I told Fan Qiuyi.

"Do you bring a mountain rope?" Fan Qiuyi asked.

Damn, I don’t give up. This is not climbing a mountain, but entering a ghost creature. Maybe it will kill everyone. I want to say no, but Shen Bing said quickly: "Yes, we will bring it. But we will wrap it on that big stone."

"I'll go back to get it." Yan Xinyi reacted quickly and walked back without waiting for me to say anything.

I secretly glared at Shen Bing. She didn't understand what was going on, so she glared back.

After waiting for a while, Yan Xinyi ran back with a mountain rope and tied it to his waist. Several of us pulled the rope hard and put it down. However, Professor Zhong was at least fifty meters away from the edge of the pond. The rope could be hung vertically, but it was impossible to walk in slanted.

Yan Xinyi tried several times, and we loosened a piece of rope. He walked forward two steps and then fell to his waist. He was so scared that he quickly climbed back. We tried our best to drag him back to the edge of the pond.

"Professor Fan, please let him come back. Not to mention that he can't walk there, even if he walks in front of him, there is a very strange ghost flower inside..."

As soon as I said this, I was interrupted by Fan Qiuyi: "Young man, where are there ghosts in this world? I understand that you must be superstitious in this industry, but we must respect science. There are no ghosts and gods in the world. If you want to find a way to help me salvage Professor Zhong's body, we will thank you very much."

Damn, what do you have to be superstitious? You said that my buddy is willing to be superstitious. I'm more than you sleep with women. How can I not be superstitious?

"Professor Zhong, we don't want to thank you very much. If we can help you, we will definitely spare no effort, but..."

"Mr. Xi, there is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of those who are interested. If we try a few more times, we will definitely be able to salvage Professor Zhong's body."

The second uncle of the bookish professor always interrupted me, which made me feel very angry.

"Professor Fan, I am a policeman and I didn't believe in ghosts and gods at first, but I have experienced many supernatural cases, and now I have to believe it." Shen Bing turned around and spoke to me.

Fan Qiuyi smiled disdainfully and said, "I once took a course with my students to expose Mr. Yin and Yang's ghost hunting scam. I know more about this than you..."

As soon as he said this, Yan Xinyi's scream suddenly came from below, which made our faces change color at the same time, and we quickly looked down. He leaned against the edge of the pond, and slowly poked a head out of the mud less than two meters in front. Because the distance was very close, he could see at first glance that it was a dead man, his face turned gray and white, and he stared at a pair of violent eyes, looking very creepy.

Even if it is impossible to confirm that this person is really dead, is there anyone who can still survive after drilling out of the mud? Do you think it is water?

Tian Wenya screamed first, asking Fan Qiuyi to fight a cold war, but he shouted: "Xiao Xin, there may be a monster below to push the corpse out. Do you think you can take this opportunity to use it and walk to Professor Zhong?"

I'll take a break, what a professor, you really want something but don't live. Besides, this life is not yours, right? Your imagination is too rich. Will your monster live in the mud and arch the corpse out to play with it? I watched the corpse slowly poke out of the mud, thinking that it might be the white flower making a fuss, so I hurriedly took out the yellow talisman from my backpack.

Yan Xinyi was obviously frightened and just nodded when he stuck to the edge of the pond, but did not dare to move.

"Professor, there seems to be a ghost below, so let Xiaoxin come out." Tian Wenya said tremblingly.

Fan Qiuyi immediately sank his face and scolded: "How do you learn from me normally? Where are the ghosts in the world..."

Before he finished speaking, the corpse was suddenly pushed out quickly, and a slightly blooming white flower arched from below. The corpse flew towards Yan Xinyi. Shen Bing and I winked, and the two of us pulled the rope up hard. Yan Xinyi was so scared that he closed his eyes and screamed loudly. When the corpse was about to hit him, it had been pulled by us for more than two meters. The corpse hit the edge of the pond and fell into the mud and disappeared in an instant.

Fan Qiuyi was stunned when he looked at Bai Hua because he was confident that it was a monster, but a white flower emerged. If there were no ghosts, how could the corpse be pushed out?

In fact, I was even more shocked. This white flower was the one that I saw before that spitting out the body. It was not inside and moved to the edge of the pond. It seemed that it had recovered a lot in less than half a day.

"Is the big white flower you mentioned?" Shen Bing asked me while pulling the rope up hard.

"It's it, pull the person up quickly and then retreat immediately!"

Tian Wenya helped pull the rope, but Fan Qiuyi stretched his head forward and was still observing the strange big white flower. The distance is very close now, and it can be seen clearly. The whole bud stands tall, as tall as a cabinet-style air conditioner, and the petals are similar to the lotus. As it slowly blooms, I have seen the black hole in the heart of the flower, the size of a basin, and the black exudes an infinite breath of death.

This is a damn demon mouth that can eat people, which immediately makes my back feel cold!

"This is a giant flower that has been extinct for thousands of years. According to data, it is called the Flower of Hell, also known as the Flower King of Hell. I didn't expect that I could survive here. It was a miracle!" Fan Qiuyi pushed his glasses and said excitedly.

"Professor, isn't this... this isn't a ghost?" Tian Wenya asked in a trembling voice.

"How could it be a ghost? Although the name is a bit terrifying, it is definitely a precious flower..."

When we were about to pull Yan Xinyi ashore, the white flowers suddenly opened completely, and a furry black shadow suddenly appeared from the black hole. Before we could see clearly what it looked, we rushed up quickly and grabbed Yan Xinyi's feet and pulled it down. This thing was quite powerful, and the three of us were pulled forward and almost fell down. Fortunately, we let go of the rope and stood firm.

Shen Bing and I both let go of their hands, but Tian Wenya was still holding the rope firmly and was pulled off. Both of them screamed in thrillingly. Yan Xinyi was quickly pulled into the black hole by the furry thing and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Tian Wenya also landed on a huge petal, trying to stand up, but the petals were too soft and could not stand up no matter how hard the hands and feet were.

Shen Bing and I shouted at the same time: "Drop the rope!"
Chapter completed!