In the last days, people spend crazy money to buy equipment.

It was like a long tunnel inside, and there was an airtight smell of decay in the forest.

The further inside, the less light becomes.

Until around the corner, there was a rustling sound, and she clenched the gun in her hand vigilantly.

Shen Musen only felt that the soles of his feet felt soft and a little sticky.

I took out the flashlight and saw that the ground was covered with a layer of semi-liquid liquid that was as black as sesame paste.

Come a little closer, it seems to smell a bit sweet

"There are footprints ahead."

After regaining his sight, Suman pointed to the traces not far away and said.

Almost only one of her eyes was exposed, and the rest of her organs were covered by a thick piece of cloth. Her mouth was hidden behind the scarf, and her voice was muffled.

However, there was no response from the people behind him.

She turned around and saw Shen Musen standing there as frightened as a stone pillar, looking down at the black mud on his feet in a daze.

The hand holding the flashlight hung down by his side, the silvery white light refracted on the ground, and the mirror-like black mud seemed to be swimming slowly.

"Sensen, what's wrong with you?"

Suman thought his voice was too soft and Shen Musen didn't hear it.

So he turned around and walked to her side, patted her shoulder and repeated what he just said.

But the moment he touched Shen Musen's body, Hei Ni seemed to come to life.

The rush surged up, overflowing the boots, and crawled straight onto Shen Musen.

"What the hell?" Suman cursed subconsciously after seeing it, and went to drag her, "Sensen, run quickly, there is something wrong with this black mud."

Shen Mu raised his head indifferently, his pupils dilated and his eyes empty.

Suman pulled her like a carrot, and Shen Musen's feet were nailed to the spot.

Hei Mu seemed to feel the external force and climbed faster.

The only strange thing was that Suman discovered that the purpose of the black mud was to wrap Shen Musen completely in it, but when it was about to touch him, he would automatically avoid it.

Shen Musen's lower body was completely submerged.

At the critical moment, Suman caught a glimpse of the bulging black tendons in his hands.

She had a bold idea, maybe it was because she was a living dead, so Hei Ni was afraid of being interested in her.

The moment the black mud stuck to Shen Musen's waist, Suman's fingertips slipped across his palm, and black and red blood dripped to the ground, and also to Shen Musen's body.

After a few seconds, Shen Musen's eyes slowly returned to clarity, and the black mud dissipated.

"What are you doing?"

At the first glance, Shen Musen saw the horrific wound on Suman's hand, which was deep enough to see the bone, and blood was still dripping down.

There was also a faint fishy smell in the air, and the fragrance just now seemed to be an illusion.

Suman breathed a sigh of relief and pursed her lips helplessly. "You almost died, do you know that?"

"?" Shen Musen slowly typed a question mark.

"Look at what's under your feet, I guarantee you'll be sick."

Under Suman's eyes, Shen Musen slowly lowered his head.

With just one glance, her face instantly turned pale, her eyes widened, and she hurriedly jumped towards the dry ground next to her.

Where is the black mud now? There is only a pile of dark red flesh lying on the ground, with a few broken bones in the middle.

The puddle of meat was gurgling and bubbling with every breath, as if it was breathing.

To describe it, it's like rotten minced meat.

Thinking of the fragrance just now, Shen Musen wiped his mouth and felt his stomach churn.

Suman looked at her pale face and kindly swallowed what happened before.

"Do you know what these are?"

Suman picked up a branch from somewhere and poked the bubbles on it out of curiosity.

Shen Musen looked around, then looked at the pile of meat on the ground, and thought that the path and flowers he saw just now were probably all fantasy.

"This should be a trap, designed to lure living people."

This was the only explanation she could think of, and she held up the flashlight to look at the footprints found by Suman.

Densely packed and chaotic, they appeared in front of the cave entrance, and it was obvious that there was more than a bunch of people.

There are also a few pairs of shoe prints that look smaller than the footprints next to them.

"I'm thinking that they were just like us, blinded by fantasy, and those who didn't escape became the skeletons inside."

Shen Musen lowered her head and analyzed lightly. She looked at the clothes covered in black mud and there were faint traces of corrosion.

The soles of the shoes have been in contact for the longest time and have melted.

If you stay longer, you can imagine the consequences.

"Then let's be careful, I'll go ahead."

Suman frowned and blocked Shen Musen behind him. "My body is dead, they should not be interested in me."

What she said made sense, Shen Musen nodded and followed.

If it hadn't been for Suman just now, I might have ended up with those skeletons.

"Then be careful, here."

Shen Musen handed her the flashlight, held the hem of Suman's clothes, and leaned against the corner to avoid touching the meat.

But when I got into the so-called hole, I thought it was still dark and I couldn't see my fingers.

Never thought about it.

"Is this some kind of special fetish show?"