Old man Wang Si shouted repeatedly: "Oh my god! It's over! Three lives have been lost at once!"

Everyone was so frightened that they were stunned. They couldn't believe that three living people disappeared in such a short time.

Old man Wang Si was so scared that he ran away. He wanted to go back and ask the villagers to rescue people.

The others stood on the cliff stupidly, not knowing what to do.

As for Zhou Bin, the rope broke accidentally and he rolled down the hillside.

Because he fell so fast, Zhou Bin fainted the moment he touched the ground.

He rolled down the hillside like a flour bag.

Half an hour later, Zhou Bin finally woke up in a daze.

He felt sore all over, as if he had been beaten up.

He moved his limbs and found that he could still move. He felt a little relieved, as it seemed that his hands and legs were not broken.

He moved his neck again and found that he could move it freely.

Then I didn’t have a headache, stomachache, or nausea or vomiting.

It seems that he survived the disaster and nothing happened!

Zhou Bin was so happy that he quickly got up.

Only then did he realize that he had fallen into a large field of weeds.

Since the weeds had already turned yellow and grown densely together, they looked like a straw mat.

It was precisely because of the cushion of the weeds that he was safe, otherwise he would have been definitely injured.

He touched his sore butt and looked to the side, only to see weeds everywhere.

He immediately started shouting, "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Han, where are you?"

After shouting a few times and no one answered, Zhou Bin had to look nearby.

After taking a few steps, Zhou Bin suddenly tripped and fell to the ground.

He looked back and was immediately shocked.