"That's right, it's Zhan Liang's voice."
"That's great, Zhan Liang isn't dead, he's still alive."
"Yes, let's hurry down and save him!"
Hearing them say that, Old Man Chen stamped his feet in frustration. "You're all such fools! You don't understand anything! That sound is so mournful and pitiful, it's clearly a ghost calling for its soul!"
It's trying to get our attention, then it's trying to make us fall off a cliff and die one by one. We must not take that risk.
If you ask me, the resentment here is too strong. For everyone's safety, let's head back quickly, or none of us will survive.
Upon hearing these words, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
Wu Baoan was furious. "Uncle Zhonghou, stop talking nonsense. It was clearly Zhanliang's voice just now. Stop making a fuss. If you're scared, just wait upstairs. We'll go down and rescue Zhanliang."
Hearing the distant howls of wolves, Old Man Chen's scalp tingled with fear. He quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no, don't leave me behind! I'll go with you!"
"Do whatever you want!"
Wu Baoan ignored him and then found a gentler slope, quickly leading everyone down the cliff.
The group proceeded cautiously and, with great effort, finally reached the bottom of the cliff.
By the light of the torches, they saw Chen Zhanliang huddled not far away, and the group quickly ran over.
Wu Baoan asked anxiously, "Zhanliang, how are you feeling? Are you injured?"
Chen Zhanliang weakly raised his finger and pointed to his calf, "Village head, I think my leg is broken."
Old Chen was already exhausted and really wanted to sit down and rest, but seeing everyone anxiously crowding around him,
To make it look like a show, he had to grit his teeth, push through the crowd, and rush forward, wailing...
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