Not to mention that after hearing Zhou Hongsong's screams, Li Xiangdong and the other two immediately grabbed their guns and rushed over to help.

Speaking of Zhou Hongsong, he was so focused on the bird that he didn't notice where he was standing. He had just picked up his gun and was trying to take down the white pheasant.

In fact, in the mountains, the ground is covered with dead branches and leaves, and the ground is uneven, making it not very convenient to walk on.

Perhaps he was a little too excited today, because he wasn't paying attention to where he was going at all.

Just like that, the white horse bird suddenly flew away and disappeared into the dense forest. Zhou Hongsong's feet slipped, and he quickly fell downwards.

In the face of this sudden change, Zhou Hongsong didn't have time to curse. Instead, he shouted loudly to warn the people waiting for him outside.

In this deep mountain forest, if the hole you fall into turns out to be a hunter's trap, that's fine. Even if there are bamboo skewers inside, if you're careful, you'll only suffer minor injuries.

But what if this is a natural crack in the mountain, its depth unknown, and if I fall in, Li Xiangdong and the others won't be able to find me for a while? Then I'll truly be doomed.

Therefore, Zhou Hongsong made the most advantageous response for himself at that moment.

Then, it's a matter of where to go, awaiting the arrangements of fate.

As the wind whistled past his ears, Zhou Hongsong's thought for a moment was: one should not be complacent. If one becomes arrogant, God will slap him in the face to wake him up.

Then, a dull pain came over him, and his buttocks and back slammed hard onto the ground!

Fortunately, there was a lot of decaying humus at the bottom of the cave, which acted as a buffer, preventing him from falling to his death.

As he slammed down, a damp, moldy mist rose up around him, which Zhou Hongsong inhaled, causing him to cough violently.

The cough sent shivers down his spine, causing excruciating pain in his tailbone and spine.

Zhou Hongsong breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, there were no iron hooks, bamboo skewers, or large animal traps underneath.

He looked up and saw a small patch of sunlight shimmering overhead in the distance.

Zhou Hongsong cursed under his breath, endured the pain, and sat up, wondering if Xiang Dong and the others had heard his shouts!

It seems my luck is only as good as a few grouse and rock partridges. I just saw a white-eared pheasant and it got me into this dark and gloomy cave!

Of course, this is just Zhou Hongsong's opinion. If he could read Jin Yong's martial arts novels, he would definitely be excited at this point.

After all, when the male protagonist falls off a cliff or into a cave, it's the beginning of an extraordinary adventure.

He leaned against the cave wall and rested for a while, when he heard someone shouting his name loudly down from the cave entrance.

Judging from the voices, it was Li Xiangdong and his two sons, Luo Hongkai.

Despite the pain, Zhou Hongsong responded loudly to those above.

Upon hearing his firm reply, Li Xiangdong and the other two above were relieved.

The person is still alive!

Li Xiangdong lay prone at the cave entrance, his head tilted downwards, his hands cupped around his mouth like a megaphone, and shouted at Zhou Hongsong:

Fifth Brother, are you alright?

"Hiss—it's nothing—"

"That's good! Wait down here for a bit, we'll lower a rope down to rescue you!"

Luo Hongkai lowered the rope down the cave, but the rope wasn't long enough and it swayed halfway down!

Luo Yonggang's forehead was beaded with sweat. "How can this hole be so deep! Our rope is 12 meters long!"

Luo Hongkai made a quick decision: "Go and get some broad-stemmed vines to graft on!"

Li Xiangdong shouted down, telling Zhou Hongsong to wait a while while they went to find the broad-tendoned vine and then come back to rescue him after they had tied the rope. He told Zhou Hongsong not to rush and to recover his strength in the cave.

Zhou Hongsong agreed and continued to rest against the cave wall. After a while, he moved his arms and legs and found that apart from the pain, he had no broken bones.

He breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "God has been kind to me; at least the slap didn't break any bones."

Now that he was standing up, he decided to wander around the bottom of the cave.

This is a natural mountain cave, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. The top is only a little over a meter long and forty centimeters wide, but the bottom is more than a dozen square meters wide.

The surrounding cave walls were smooth and flat, as if they had been cleaved by a knife or axe. However, due to the dampness of the mountains, they were very slippery and sticky to the touch, covered with slippery moss.

Beneath his feet lay a thick layer of withered grass and fallen leaves, accumulated over countless years, reaching a depth of over a meter. Fortunately, this natural cushion provided a safe haven; otherwise, falling from such a height would have left Zhou Hongsong either dead or crippled.

As time went by, the already small patch of light overhead gradually dimmed, making the cave even darker.

Suddenly, faint blue lights began to flicker in the darkness not far away.

Zhou Hongsong became curious: Could there be fireflies here?

However, he wasn't in the mood to catch fireflies right now; he needed to conserve his energy. After all, with his weight, even if the three people above him pulled him up together, it would be very strenuous. So, he'd better be able to exert his own strength.

After sitting there for a while longer, there was still no movement above my head, but the blue light opposite me was getting brighter and brighter.

Seeing the flashing blue light, Zhou Hongsong couldn't resist his curiosity and walked over.

The blue light was emitted from under the dead leaves.

Zhou Hongsong reached out to catch it, but to his surprise, the glowing firefly did not run away. He easily touched the shimmering blue light.

Huh?

Why is it hard?

Did the fireflies crawl inside the stick?

He picked up the smooth wooden stick, which was shimmering with blue light. He held it in his hand and played with it for a while, wondering what kind of treasure it was.

Just then, Li Xiangdong's voice suddenly came from above:

"Fifth Brother! Is it really dark down there? I'll throw you a pine nut torch to light your way! We need to weave the broad vines together to make it sturdy, otherwise if it breaks while you're hanging in mid-air, you'll fall and get injured again!"

"Okay, take your time making it up, no rush!"

"Then move aside, so you don't get hit by the torch!"

"Okay, come on—"

Then, a ball of fire fell freely from above, the flame flickering on and off due to the violently flowing air, before landing precisely one meter in front of Zhou Hongsong.

Zhou Hongsong quickly picked up the torch and stomped out the burning dry branches and leaves nearby.

The blazing pine torches illuminated the surrounding caves, and the warm yellow light dispelled people's fear of the darkness.

Zhou Hongsong let out a long sigh of relief, then looked down and suddenly threw the blue-glowing stick in his hand far away!

My God, that's a stark white human bone!

When Zhou Hongsong was in the labor camp, they once unearthed a group of graves while clearing land. The graves were filled with white bones, and he helped collect them.

Therefore, he could clearly see that the bone in his hand was a human shinbone!

Oh my god! Oh my god!

What's this guy, some unlucky old man here who's just as down on his luck?