The method in front of him and the agreed place may be the best way for Zhang Meng to break the cycle of death and escape.

The watch hand went to the appointed time, and Zhang Meng could even hear it clearly, and there was a clicking sound in the air. In Zhang Meng's expectation, the figures of Zhao San and the pheasant finally appeared in his sight.

"Third uncle, pheasant." Seeing the two people walking in the distance, Zhang Meng had the urge to cry.

Finally out of that dead end.

Finally, I don't have to repeat those disgusting, horrible images.

Damn it, go hell!

"Cute boy."

"Young master."

Hearing the familiar call, Zhang Meng was so excited that he didn't have time to greet them, but directly took Zhao San's hand: "Third uncle, come with me." ”

"Ugh." Zhao San was stunned and asked Zhang Meng rhetorically: "What happened?" Did you find the body? ”

"Corpses?" Zhang Meng laughed miserably, shook his head, and walked towards the sea of flowers, while telling everything that happened before from beginning to end, and even Zhang Meng told his conversation with the fat man and the mercenaries word for word.

Listening to Zhang Meng's words, the faces of Qing Pheasant and Zhao San were full of incredulity. But neither of them interjected, but looked down and thought about something.

"Third uncle, you must follow me closely, no matter what you see on the road for a while, you can't act without permission." Zhang Meng advised: "Later, you will see that dead loop, we have to find a way to save the fat man......"

Listening to Zhang Meng's words, Zhao San and Qing Pheasant nodded.

lest Zhao San and Qing Pheasant didn't believe it, along the way, Zhang Meng also pointed to the surrounding environment and markers, referring to what happened here, showing the two of them the clues he found.

"Look, that, there."

"Yes, there's there."

Before, Zhang Meng, who was constantly tortured, finally found his own person, and he said all the words that he was pressing in his heart at the moment, and he didn't give Zhao San and Qing Pheasant time to talk at all.

And Zhao San and Qing Pheasant also seemed to be frightened by what Zhang Meng said, and they didn't say anything along the way, just carefully observed around.

But no matter what Zhang Meng said, he couldn't find any evidence.

Even on the way here, the visions that had appeared in the past, as if they were joking with him, suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on? On my way to you, I saw the ghost, the fat man, and the mercenaries of the Bogut Company. Looking at Zhao San and Qing Pheasant behind him with a blank face, Zhang Meng hurriedly explained: "You won't believe me, right?" ”

However, Zhao San and Qing Pheasant didn't seem to believe Zhang Meng, and their expressions when they looked at Zhang Meng were a little strange.

"It's true, it's true!" Seeing that the two didn't seem to believe him, Zhang Meng hurriedly grabbed Zhao San's arm and explained, "Third uncle, you must believe me." ”

"This ......" Zhao San's eyes were a little confused.

Seeing Zhao San's expression, Zhang Meng helplessly let go of his arm, it seemed that the matter had been explained clearly. Could it be that I was wrong? But how is that possible? Such a clear cycle of death, appearing again and again, my own head is about to be tortured by them and go crazy.

Wait, head, is it really my own nerves? The qiē that happened before was an illusion of your own imagination? Myself...... Zhang Meng suddenly felt a feeling of helplessness, a sense of self-doubt and a sense of grievance repeatedly entangled in Zhang Meng's mind, this feeling made Zhang Meng feel painful.

Just when Zhang Meng's head began to hurt again, the fluttering white shadow finally reappeared.

"It's her, it's her!" Seeing the familiar white shadow, Zhang Meng grabbed Zhao San's arm and chased after the white shadow, he wanted to grab the white shadow to prove his innocence.

The three of them chased after the white shadow and saw the scene that had happened before.

However, the perspective this time is a little different from what Zhang Meng saw before.

The fat man and the batch of mercenaries were like performing a stage play, and they began to act in front of Zhang Meng, Zhao San, and Qing Pheasant, but Zhang Meng's story was missing in the middle.

Looking at the fat man who went from desperately running away to peeping, frightened, and then finally giving up a fight, Zhang Meng felt a little pain in his heart, he had experienced this feeling several times, if he hadn't worked hard to wait for Zhao San and others, how could he escape from this dead end.

The pain of the fat man's exhaustion, Zhang Meng knows best.

In the end, Zhang Meng really couldn't stand it anymore, and turned back to Zhao San and Qing Pheasant and said, "Third uncle, we must rescue the fat man." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao San and Qing Pheasant nodded.

Seeing that Zhao San and the pheasant were not in a hurry, Zhang Meng shouted anxiously: "We can't let this terrifying nightmare continue like this anymore, if it goes on like this, the fat man will be tortured and crazy, and in the end, he will eat himself raw like those mercenaries." ”

"But what can we do?" Zhao San looked up at Zhang Meng and said with a straight face: "According to what you said, if we rush in, I'm afraid we will also fall into this trap." ”

"I think this matter has to be considered in the long run." The pheasant echoed: "And don't look at the fat brother's mouth, he usually doesn't have a door, but when it comes to the critical time, it is not as fragile as we imagined." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Meng's head sank, as if he felt that something was wrong. But his head was like he was blindfolded, and he couldn't remember what the light flashed in his head just now: "But we can't just sit back and watch the fat man fall into a nightmare, right?" What if the fat man can't hold it up and does something stupid? ”

"What does the young master say?"

"I don't have an idea for the time being." Zhang Meng's whole heart was tied to this continuous cycle in front of him, and he didn't look up at Zhao San and the pheasant at all.

"By the way, how did you get out of this trap?" The pheasant raised his head and stared at Zhang Meng, and asked with a stern expression.

"I walked out of that cycle according to the time and direction we agreed upon, as well as the marks left along the way." Zhang Meng didn't care about what the pheasant called herself, but thought about how to rescue the fat man.

"Tsk, if that's the case." The pheasant thought for a moment, then spoke, "We can also use this method to get out of it." ”

"But." Listening to the pheasant's words, Zhang Meng hurriedly refused: "I'm afraid this method won't work." ”

"Why?" Zhao San stood aside and said with a stern expression.

"I can get out, although I rely on the agreed time, direction, and marks along the way, but the premise is that I want to meet with outsiders, if we all enter this dead loop now, I'm afraid it will be ......" Zhang Meng shook his head and said: "And I suspect that the best way to break this dead cycle is to rely on people outside the dead loop, so we can't all go in." ”

Looking at Zhang Meng, who was bowing his head and meditating, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Zhao San's mouth, and then continued: "It seems that I have to trouble the young master to come out and bring the fat man out, and the third uncle and I will answer outside." ”

"It's only ......" Zhang Meng wanted to nod and agree, but his brain was like an electric shock at this moment, and then he raised his head and looked at Zhao San and the pheasant in front of him stupidly.

What did the third uncle say just now?

He said that he was out with his third uncle to answer him?

He himself is Zhao San, and there is a third uncle here?

What's going on here?

Could it be that the third uncle is old and confused, and he said the wrong thing? But the more Zhang Meng pondered this sentence, the more he felt that something was wrong, although Zhao San was old, he was not old enough to be confused! And he had never heard Zhao San say anything wrong before.

It must have been that he was too nervous and misheard the words of the third uncle, Zhang Meng hurriedly comforted himself.

However, Zhang Meng did not ignore the matter in front of him because of this, but turned his head and said another word to Zhao San as a temptation. Zhang Meng stared at Zhao San and the pheasant this time and spoke: "The manpower trapped by the nightmare is very strong, I'm afraid I won't be able to bring out the fat man alone, so it's better to let the pheasant go in with me." ”

"Okay."

Under Zhang Meng's gaze, the person who was obviously a pheasant nodded in response, while the other Zhao San walked to his side. Zhang Meng hurriedly wiped his eyes, and after confirming that there was no dazzle, Zhang Meng's nerves tensed up, and the air seemed to stop flowing at this moment.

Zhang Meng stood stupidly in place, not daring to breathe, for fear of annoying the two familiar and strange people in front of him.

Zhao San, green pheasant.

Zhang Meng realized why he had a strange feeling when he saw Zhao San and the pheasant before. Because the cigarette pouch and pot that originally belonged to Zhao San were in the hands of the pheasant, and Hai Dongqing, who had always been inseparable from the pheasant, was lying on Zhao San's shoulder.

It's two people who are completely in tune.

Zhang Meng didn't know if the Zhao San and the pheasant in front of him were real, could they be another illusion sent by the naked woman to frame him? Or is it that the third uncle and the pheasant have long been fooled by the illusion of a naked woman, even if they themselves don't know that they have been swapped?

If it is the first possibility, then Zhang Meng's situation is very dangerous, the appearance of Zhao San and Qing Pheasant is obviously to bring him into a dead situation again, and although Zhang Meng's strength has improved, it is completely impossible to deal with Zhao San and Qing Pheasant at the same time.

If it is the second possibility, then Zhao San, Qing Pheasant, and the fat man, like the fat man, are also trapped in a never-ending cycle of death. Although their loops are different, no matter what kind of cycle they are, they end up being driven crazy and then starting to self-harm.

At this moment, Zhang Meng really doesn't know what to do next.

How should I get out of this game?

Zhang Meng has a headache, on the one hand, he has to deal with the traps in front of him at any time, and on the other hand, he has to beware of Zhao San and Qing Pheasant, who don't know the truth or falsehood. For a while, Zhang Meng felt that he was actually more dangerous than the fat man and Zhao San, because they didn't know what they were doing, and Zhang Meng knew everything, but he couldn't do anything.