"If it's really a ghost hitting the wall, are you so happy?" Zeng Yifan glanced at Zhao Dapeng. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, a few minutes after walking into this forest, Zeng Yifan noticed that something was wrong. The trees in the forest are not tall or dense, so the area as far as the eye can see is wide. Through the forest, you can see the col on the opposite side.

How could it take so long to walk such a distance?

According to Zhao Dapeng's theory of ghosts hitting the wall, the scientific explanation is that if there is no goal, the instinctive movement of any creature is a circle. For example, there is a difference between a person's two legs, long legs and strength, so there will be a difference in the distance of the steps taken. Then go all the way, it must be a big circumference.

However, the reason why we usually walk in a straight line is because we are constantly correcting our direction with our eyes and brain.

This explains that the ghost hits the wall, usually because the corrective functions of the eyes and brain are not there, that is, the sense of direction is lost. Driven by instinct, man walked in a big circle.

This point is also introduced in Grandpa's "House Luck Record".

In ancient times, the construction of some houses to preserve valuables, in addition to setting up mechanisms, often made the house itself a trap, creating an artificial "ghost hitting the wall" pattern.

Generally, the small-angle displacement method of the wall is used. That is, the four corners of the room are not at right angles, but deliberately inward by a few degrees, forming an acute angle second only to right angles, and then the angle is restored in the middle to form a butterfly shape or figure-8 shape. Coupled with the special placement of the cabinets, it creates a "ghost hitting the wall" pattern.

As a result, the burglar enters the house, and after several searches, he will be confused by the strange angle of the wall, lose his sense of direction, and will not be able to return the way he came.

But now, the supernatural event of the ghost hitting the wall can be completely solved with science, that is, the compass or navigation.

The compass in Han Li's hand did not move, proving that there was no magnetic field interference around. It is true that they have been walking in the same direction all along, but why is it that no matter how they walk, they are still so far away in front of them, and they look back at the same scene? It was as if several people were on the treadmill, people were moving, and the ground was also moving, without moving forward at all.

Moreover, ghost hitting the wall will generally only trap one or two people, and most of them will take advantage of external factors such as darkness or the surrounding scenery is almost the same.

But now look around, not to mention that the trees are different, even those poisonous snakes that spit letters, and there are at least a dozen or so species that are not repeated along the way.

Thinking about it carefully, the state you are facing now is obviously much more complicated than a ghost hitting a wall.

"Actually, it's not difficult to crack." Zhao Dapeng's crooked voice interrupted Zeng Yifan's thinking.

I saw him take out a tactical dagger from his backpack and come to a large tree with no vine cover and more exposed bark. Speaking of which, this dagger had won the battle with him, and Zhao Dapeng felt that he had aura, so he always carried it with him.

"The ghost hits the wall because we lack indicators, as long as we make good marks along the way, we won't be trapped." Zhao Dapeng was full of confidence, picked up the dagger and began to engrave.

What should I carve? Or just engrave "Zhao Dapeng came here to visit", will it be a little dirty? Or engrave the words "Zhao Dapeng"? But the name is not very loud. Hey, there is a chance to inscribe, but it is quite tangled.

Just as Zhao Dapeng touched his chin and thought about what words to engrave, Zeng Yifan carefully observed the surrounding trees again.

Qiongniao Mountain should be regarded as sparsely populated, the temperature and humidity are suitable, this forest, no matter how you say it, is a primeval forest. However, not only are the trees not very tall, they are also not stout. What's more, the trees seem lifeless, except for the vines that cling to them and the poisonous insects that infest them.

Aren't these living trees?!

Just when Zeng Yifan was thinking about how to get out, Zhao Dapeng's knife had already been inserted into the trunk of the tree.

Suddenly, the four of them only felt the ground around them begin to tremble. The poisons that were originally hanging on the branches and lying in the grass were about to move, as if they had seen natural enemies, and quickly scattered and fled.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Dapeng subconsciously grabbed the vine next to the trunk with his hand to support his body. Could it be that there was a sudden earthquake?

However, the vines, which were originally full of green, were actually like those poisons, as if they were afraid of something, and they withered and curled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As soon as Zhao Dapeng put his hand on it, the emerald green vines turned into withered trees in a few seconds. Frightened, he quickly withdrew his hand and stared at his palm in a daze.

Then, the scene that unfolded before me could probably only be seen in nightmares: the trees, which had not been luxuriant, began to grow wildly in an instant, and the branches stretched over the heads of the four people, quickly blocking the daylight, and the surroundings immediately darkened, almost like night.

Even though it was already pitch black, the rustling sound above my head was getting louder and louder, and even the space around me felt like the surrounding space was getting narrower and narrower, as if the branches of the trees were stretching, but even the trunks were expanding.

"Ahh Zhao Dapeng screamed and fell to the ground. He had been close to the trunk of a tree before, and suddenly he felt hit by something hard, and when he fell, his butt hit the stone, and tears came out of his eyes.

"Fuck, Zeng Yifan, are you bleeding again!" Zhao Dapeng rubbed his ass and complained. This kind of scene that makes trees grow wildly, he has not seen it, or it is caused by the blood of Zeng Yifan and his wife.

Obviously, Zeng Yifan was innocently lying on the gun. But there is no time to explain the current situation. It was pitch black and there was no telling what would happen next, but predictably, they were trapped.

Just when his eyes were black and he was helpless, he saw a light flickering in the darkness, and then another light lit up.

Tactical Spotlights!

After a few seconds, all four of them turned on their flashlights, formed a circle back to back, and looked around vigilantly.

The forest in the dark, unlike before, has no more vines on all the trees. And the branches and trunks are all bare, without leaves, and even more lifeless. The trunk is so thick that it needs to be hugged by two people. Although the rate of expansion has slowed down, it can still be seen that it continues to expand.

Overhead, it has been blocked by tree branches, and those strangely growing branches are intertwined, as if they have been poured with concrete.

"What the hell? What to do? Zhao Dapeng had no time to care about whether this situation was caused by Zeng Yifan's blood. From the place where he had just fallen, he was forced to roll backwards by the crazy growth of several trees, and he was almost blown up. Ju, at this time, I finally returned to the embrace of the organization, and I still have palpitations.

Strange Woods! Three words flashed through Zeng Yifan's mind. But he didn't say it. Because, if they really encountered the Strange Wood Forest, the four of them were afraid that they would die here today.

Thousands of people raise a 10,000-year-old tree, only the root system does not grow branches and leaves, the knife cannot enter, the fire cannot be burned, the gold cannot be destroyed, once the mechanism is touched, the branches will expand infinitely. Neither solid nor imaginary forms can be suppressed.

Because it is necessary to absorb at least a thousand corpses, and it can still take shape in 10,000 years, the most two trees are used as the entrance guards of the large ancient tomb, and few people have the ability to create a large area of the Strange Wood Array.