In the face of Liang Zi's current injury, it is impossible for Liang Zi to move forward with me, but if I continue to wait here with him, it is very likely that we will both be trapped here.

Now I have to give it a go, let Liang Zi rest and heal here, I will take some necessary supplies to explore the road alone, and then come back and walk with Liang Zi.

Because it was a pathfinder, I tried to travel as light as possible, so I simply packed a few necessary supplies such as rope locks and fire folds, and took advantage of the light of the flashlight to march forward.

In order to calculate the distance and make it easier to return the same way, I silently calculated in my mind every step I took.

After walking about 2,000 steps, the road under my feet began to be muddy, the humid air next to me became heavier and heavier, clothes and sweat stuck to my body, and every step I moved had to pay twice as much physical strength as usual, and the key was that my mood involuntarily began to become irritable.

At this moment, a jungle-like shadow appeared in front of me.

I was amazed, could it be that there is a primeval forest in the inner space of this mountain? Will there be tigers and lions in it?

Immediately, this thought was dispelled, because it was still quiet, and it was a little scary!

As I got closer to the forest, my heart beat faster and faster, and my steps began to lighten.

When I got closer, I saw that this so-called forest was not a forest, but a forest.

I picked up a leaf that had fallen to the ground, and based on the shape of the leaf, I could tell that it was a mulberry tree.

And looking into the woods from afar, there are some stone jars everywhere, some intact and some broken, scattered in the woods.

These half-human-sized stone jars are so familiar!

My grass, isn't this the stone jar of the stone statue group?

I slowly approached one of the relatively intact stone jars, picked up a flashlight and shone it inside, for fear that something like a monster might come out of it.

Luckily, there was nothing in the jar but some fallen leaves!

I was thinking about what I was doing with all this stuff in this forest when I suddenly heard that rustling sound in my ears.

As soon as my scalp tightened, I immediately picked up the lamp and shone it at the place where it sounded, because I was using a flashlight this time, the light was quite sufficient, and I could see at a glance what was ringing.

It was a pink flesh worm, about half a meter long, with a blood-red sarcoma on its head, and through the light, it seemed to have spotted me as well, opened its mouth at me, revealing a row of dense fangs, and began to squirm towards me.

What the is this, I pulled out the dagger pinned to my waist and ran back.

But the moment I turned my head, I was dumbfounded, and I don't know when several of these bugs appeared behind me and began to approach me.

In the face of the sudden situation, it seems that I have no choice but to rush into the woods, because there is one in front and seven or eight in the back!

I couldn't care about the ones behind my ass for a while, and I was ready to pick up the dagger and rush to the lone one in the woods.

During the charge, I quickly imagined the whole thing in my mind, and I was ready to slash it in two with a dagger before it attacked me first!

But when it approached the bug, it reacted much faster than I expected, and it rushed to my feet like a snake and bit me, thanks to the cowhide boots I was wearing, but still felt the sting of the heart.

I didn't care if this thing was poisonous for a while, and when I saw that it didn't let go after biting it, I quickly cut it into two pieces with a dagger, and a thick stream of blood followed the beach.

At this moment, there was another sharp pain in my calf, this time the pain was clear, like a snake bite, and my calf was followed by a local paralysis!

Oh no, this thing is poisonous!

I didn't want to, so I swung my knife and slashed at the back of my calf.

With a "poof", the bug turned into two at my calf, and the insect's blood splattered all over the ground.

I didn't bother to check the wound and was about to continue running, but the bitten right leg began to become paralyzed and refused to obey the call, so I had to drag my right leg and run forward.

"Rustling ......"

Then there was a sound all around, and I picked up my flashlight and I broke down, and there were all the things with red sarcoma heads held up, and they all seemed to have spotted me, and they were looking at me with their heads up.

Finished! That's all I have in my head at this time.

People are like this, once they give up the desire to survive, the spiritual world will collapse and disintegrate in an instant, and after running so many dozens of steps on one leg, the body can no longer bear it.

I simply stopped running, and simply leaned against a stone jar close to me, gasping for breath, not so much gasping as waiting for death!

The rustle is getting closer......