Strongest Guard

When he was fourteen years old, he had slept with two dead people in the bandit's nest. At that time, he was scared to death and cried for the whole night.    

    

However, after experiencing this kind of thing, one could use a dead person as a pillow to sleep on.    

    

Lee Nanfang hesitated as he stepped on a protruding rock below him.    

    

He suddenly felt like a ghost was urging him to come here and investigate, so he subconsciously looked around.    

    

The bright moon in the sky was like a plate, and the mercury-like moonlight sprinkled on the ground. It was bright as day, and could see everything clearly, yet it was extremely quiet, without the chirping of insects.    

    

There was a party at night, and there was no rest until the end of the night. Why couldn't they hear it from here? Could it be that they knew that this damned place was very fierce and that something would run out if they screamed?    

    

The fact that the bugs who were used to treating the grave as their home did not come only showed how strange this place was.    

    

The moon was so bright that it was as if one could see the bottom of the ditch and rats covered in phosphorus could be seen moving around, but they couldn't be seen clearly. On the contrary, the more they looked, the more they felt that there was a monster with a big mouth waiting for them to go down.    

    

"Forget it, laozi is still young and there's no need to violate the rules of 800. I will just throw my life away here for the sake of exploring."    

    

After carefully thinking about it, Lee Nanfang suppressed his urge to go down. He stood up, untied his pants, peed on it, patted his butt and left.    

    

He was proud to be able to resist some mysterious temptation, the old man said.    

    

In the end, Lee Nanfang was not someone who could do something big. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard a sob coming from the depths of the tank. It was a weak but clear sound, and it was a woman's sobs.    

    

It was as if a female ghost suddenly appeared behind Lee Nanfang and grabbed his neck, preventing him from taking another step forward. Only his body was stiff as it slowly turned around.    

    

The moonlight seemed to have dimmed a lot. Everything was hazy except for the woman's whimper. It pierced through the fog like a steel needle.    

    

It was as if he was asking Lee Nanfang, "Coward, do you not dare to come?"    

    

"F * ck, what's there to be afraid of?" If he didn't know why, he would have been beaten to death by the old man ten years ago. I have even endured his cruel dictatorship and iron fists. How could I be afraid of you playing tricks on me?    

    

She decided that regardless of whether it was Dragon Pool or the tiger cave below, he would go and challenge them. At worst, after being sold out by Second Fool, the old man would give him a good beating, which would be much better than retreating before the battle.    

    

If he didn't step over the threshold of inexplicable fear today, Lee Nanfang would shrink back habitually when he encountered danger in the future and would be looked down upon by others.    

    

After making up his mind, Lee Nanfang, who would not die if he did not commit suicide, took a deep breath, squatted down with his hands on the ground, extended his feet on a protruding rock and walked down.    

    

More than ten years ago, he had walked on the stone beams above the horse trough with Second Fool and the others many times. Every time, he would stop and look down, and he could see the strange rocks on both sides of the trench, making it very suitable for resting.    

    

It was just like how he looked at the bottom of the well in broad daylight, which was only about seven to eight meters away. It was a crater of over seventy degrees and could not be seen from ten meters away.    

    

Very soon, Lee Nanfang arrived at the depth where his vision could reach during the day. The rotten smell was even stronger, and he couldn't hear the faint moaning of a woman anymore, so the dead silence reminded him not to go further down, because no one had said how deep the tank was, and what was the situation below. Was it necessary to take a risk just to get curious and lose face?    

    

It really wasn't necessary.    

    

Lee Nanfang steadied himself, found a fist-sized rock and threw it down.    

    

Bada. The sound of a rock hitting the ground came from more than ten meters below. It bounced a few times and then stopped.    

    

This meant that it wasn't too deep down there, and it was even hard ground, otherwise the rock wouldn't be able to jump up.    

    

But so what if he went down? There were still many beautiful girls waiting for him.    

    

If you're sick, you have to go down and see because it sounds like a woman crying. When the wind blows through a crack in the rock, it makes a sound similar to crying.    

    

"How boring, let's go."    

    

Lee Nanfang felt that since he could reach this depth in the middle of the night, he already had more guts than Second Fool. In the future, he would have enough capital to boast to them for half a day.    

    

Just as he was about to raise his hand to climb up, that damnable woman's whimpering sound came from beneath his feet once again.    

    

This time it was even clearer, about ten meters below his feet. Lee Nanfang believed he did not hear wrongly, this was the real crying of a woman, and it was definitely not the sound of the wind blowing through the cracks in the stone. It was a woman that had endured many years of hardships, like kneeling in front of a grave and crying for her dead son.    

    

"Who!?"    

    

Jack shouted.    

    

He shouted loudly in the deep pit that seemed to go straight up and down. Under special circumstances, the sound would be magnified and the echo would be loud enough to shake the rubbles the size of a pinball ball. It was like rain, falling from the top of his head and beneath his feet with a crashing sound.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

The woman's crying stopped for a moment, then abruptly increased in volume. She was really crying for her son!    

    

There was someone below!    

    

Lee Nanfang's nerves throughout his body suddenly tensed up. Although the woman's crying voice was unclear, perhaps she was not talking about that word at all, but in his subconscious, he recognized it as that word.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

Lee Nanfang shouted again.    

    

There were only intermittent wails drifting about, but no more words were spoken.    

    

Gritting his teeth, Lee Nanfang decided to go down to have a look, even if the woman below him was a thousand-year-old wild ghost, to stay up late to chat with her and listen to her narration of her miserable life, isn't that the same thing as bragging to others in the future?    

    

As for whether Lee Nanfang could actually climb up alive after seeing the thousand-year female ghost, he didn't care.    

    

The old man had said that when he was born, the northwest horizon was as red as a fire. This was the sign of the birth of a great character — although the beautiful scene of burning clouds had long since disappeared.    

    

Big figures would never die in this damned place for no reason. Wherever they went, they should have been avoided by hundreds of ghosts.    

    

Lee Nanfang's right foot moved down and carefully stepped on a rock before he let go.    

    

After that, his body jerked and he lost his center of gravity. A strong gravity pulled him down.    

    

Holy shit, I forgot that moss grows on a rock where the sun can't reach!    

    

Lee Nanfang, who fell from the sky, fell on a big rock and bounced up before continuing to fall down. Lee Nanfang, who fell from the sky, fell on a big rock and bounced up before continuing to fall down.    

    

In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, he realized that the pathfinder's stone that he had thrown down did not fall to the bottom, but hit the platform that was also covered in thick moss and bounced down into the abyss.    

    

He didn't hear an echo because it was very deep down, or if there was a rotten leaf, or something like that.    

    

As for the mysterious woman's crying, it gave him the illusion that it was just ten meters away because the sound was reflected upwards after hitting the small protruding platform.    

    

As he fell, he didn't have any strength left. The only thing he could do was move his limbs wildly.    

    

Of course, he could also open his mouth and let out a mournful scream to tell the Infernal Realm below that he was here.    

    

Bang!    

    

This was the last sound Lee Nanfang heard in his despair. Then, he would no longer know what happened next.    

    

If Second Fool's group had followed him, they would have been able to see him lying on a rotten leaf that was half a meter thick, completely fine. It was just that his luck was too bad, as he fell on his back, the back of his head just happened to hit the forehead of a skull.    

    

It was a fresh skull, and the calcium in the bone was still there. It was as hard as stone, which was why he had been knocked out.    

    

Lee Nanfang felt like he was sleeping on his own bed and had a nightmare. In the dream, there was a woman whose face and body couldn't be seen clearly, but neither could he see her figure. She came over and squatted beside him, and her pale white fingers slowly slid across his forehead, eyebrows, and nose and mouth.    

    

He didn't even need to open his eyes or use his brain to guess that it was a woman.    

    

The woman's hand slipped past his chin. She stood up and turned around to leave. Then, a sobbing sound could be heard, "My son!"    

    

After an unknown amount of time, Lee Nanfang's pinky moved. All the unconscious nerves woke up at the speed of electricity, causing him to feel a splitting headache.    

    

Pain nerves were the most sensitive nerves in a person's body.    

    

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a small rectangular mirror. It wasn't much bigger than the phone that was coming at him from the other side. It was shiny and within reach of his hand.    

    

Slowly, he reached for the small mirror, only to find that it was empty.    

    

His right hand froze in the air. After a moment, Lee Nanfang realized that it wasn't a small mirror, but the sky under the moonlight.    

    

Lying at the bottom, he looked at the dozens of meters wide and dozens of meters long. It had become the size of a cellphone, and according to the formula of "width multiplied by width multiplied by height", Lee Nanfang tragically discovered that the depth of the tank was at least 300 meters!    

    

It was a miracle that he did not fall to his death even though he was a few hundred meters away from the ground.    

    

It could also be that his body had already fallen to his death, and the one still alive now was the demon in his body.    

    

However, no matter what, as long as he could survive, he would win. The mountain wasn't too high, he could climb up easily if he could. Lee Nanfang remembered clearly, but where did that damned woman who made him stupid go?    

    

What's more, the rustling sounds coming from the side were like spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves. What was going on?    

    

Lee Nanfang sat up and slowly stretched his arms. Both of his feet were very good. Both of his hands were nimbly bent under the control of his brain without any delay. The amazing thing was that the back of his head was hurting.    

    

This was nothing. When a three year old child was playing, he would only scream and scream twice before falling. Was Lee Nanfang not as good as a three year old child?    

    

After taking in a deep breath of the rotten air, he felt nauseous and immediately shut his mouth to look behind him.    

    

A blurry White Shadow floated more than ten meters away from his right hand, flickering with phosphorescence.