What's going on? Why do I hear a conversation from hours ago on this intercom?

And where did this walkie-talkie come from?

One question after another jumped into my mind, and I crawled over to pick up the walkie-talkie, and upon closer inspection, I realized that it was actually the same walkie-talkie that Scarface was using.

Vintage Marantz walkie-talkies!

It's this mobile phone again, vaguely remembering that before I entered the mountain, I also saw a walkie-talkie like this, which fell to the ground in tatters, and it didn't attract much of my attention at the time, but as far as the current situation is concerned, I can't help but feel chills when I look back and think about it.

"Why is this happening? It's hard to ......"

Could it be that it's because of the same model of equipment, so this thing can receive the conversation between Scarface and the dwarf? And then the walkie-talkie has the function of saving calls?

Pressed his temples, and glanced at the power indicator of the walkie-talkie, which was still in a green state, and it seemed that the person who came was not long ago, so according to this thought, this person was basically determined to be a person with Scarface, which means that someone in this place had already come in to explore the way before the four of them.

When you think about it, this is the most likely.

But then, new problems have emerged.

Isn't their target something in the city? Why do you run outside? Not far away, I saw blood scattered in the dirt, stretching towards the depths of the forest.

I saw that this was already the exterior of the ancient city, and the place I just drilled out was a hole in the wall, and the cyan city wall stretched left and right, not to mention that there was no head or tail at all at the end of the line of sight for a hundred miles.

On the other side of the ancient city is the primeval forest, which is the oldest pristine jungle, in which ancient plants and trees compete for light under unrestricted conditions. At first glance, the sun is completely visible, and no matter how grand the "sun" above the head is, the light it emits still cannot shine through.

According to my progress into the mountain, this is the hinterland of the forest, no, it should be said that it is the hinterland of the mountain.

"Why did that man go into the woods?" Pressing my temple, my instinct told me that something important must be hiding there, otherwise the injured creature wouldn't have risked his way in, as the smell of blood would have attracted large carnivores.

"Do you want to go in?" The subconscious tells me that this forest will not be as peaceful as it seems.

Lifting the flashlight and shining inside, it was very pure and unadulterated darkness, like a huge black hole, and in the black hole there was a pair of strange eyes, staring silently at me, an outsider.

I heard my grandfather mention it before, saying that every ancient forest has its own set of respiratory systems, which are like the internal organs of human beings, and often in the heart of the deep forest, there are some unknown things. It was some ancient and mysterious existence, I don't know when it was born, but it was hidden in the dense primeval forest all year round.

"Do you want to take the risk and go in?" A choice was in front of me.

"Forget it, let's go in." I told myself that the situation wasn't going to allow me to do multiple-choice questions anymore, and that there was definitely something in the woods that Scarface was looking for, and that thing would probably allow me to find a way out of here.

He patted his face, made up his mind, and followed the bloodstain all the way to the forest.

Walking into the woods, the surroundings changed dramatically in an instant, and the ground was covered with damp foliage, under which decaying mud and wood were hidden, and overhead were giant trees of fir forests and coniferous and broad-leaved trees, which alternated and shaded the sky.

After walking for half an hour, I saw a small white stream of water falling from a high place not far ahead, the sound of the water was very good, and it was a waterhole when I got closer, the water in the pool was very clear, if it was not the reflection of the water, I could hardly feel the existence of water.

After pursing my chapped lips, I couldn't wait to bend down and take a sip of water, and after replenishing some energy, I began to walk forward in search of the bloodstained route.

Soon there was a row of wooden fences in sight, the fences were full of animal fur, and various colored ribbons, at a glance colorful and beautiful, over the wooden fence inside is a dirt path, the road is scarlet, it is estimated that it is the cause of blood infiltration, earlier I heard that the ancient ancestors tribe would water the road to the sacrificial altar with blood, meaning the path of the soul walking, now it is not true.

I was overjoyed, thinking that I had found the right direction and walked along the forest path, and soon a little light jumped out in front of me, and I was in a hurry, and I slowed down and walked over quietly.

It's getting closer...... The light grew clearer and clearer in the darkness.

The light is beating......

Be...... It turned out to be a bonfire.

I hid in the middle of the forest and looked around, and soon I saw the whole place, and I didn't think that it was actually a camp made of simple canvas and tree branches, and the camp was empty, but there was a bonfire, and the light of the fire was blowing in my face, especially in the cold forest.

But that's it, but I didn't see the people in the camp, I turned over a pile of weeds, got closer, and saw that there was a huge rock in the camp, and there were several books on the stone like a workbench, and under the boulder were two hiking bags, as well as some daily necessities, and there was a hammock hanging not far away, and a blanket was placed on it.

He rubbed his hands together and sighed into his palms.

"The people haven't left yet, wait a minute."

Ten minutes......

Twenty minutes......

Because of the lack of activity, the blood all over the body coagulated, and the cold began to invade, and I shivered and felt that my feet could not move.

"? Could it be that he died outside? ”

Eventually, I couldn't help it anymore and picked up the weeds and groped towards the camp.

Up close, the camp was still a mess, strewn with bloodstains, rolls of bandages and disinfectants, and jugs and bags of compressed biscuits that had been thrown on the ground.

"Phew, that's fucking rich."

Like a devil who had entered the village, I touched the camp, and as the temperature of the drip reached my body, I took off my shoes and torn clothes still on the edge of the fire, and began to turn over the guy's backpack.

It was a brown tactical backpack with double shoulders, and I watched foreign adventure movies carry this, saying that there is a layer of steel plate sandwiched in the middle, which is easier to bear, and the internal space is huge.

Opened the zipper, and with a bang, the light in his eyes exploded, and he saw that there was a comprehensive amount of things, such as canned beef, large batteries, salt, vitamin tablets, and even two bottles of glucose.

"Tut-tut." wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, didn't take it easy, opened a can, reached in and took it out, then picked up a bottle of mineral water, stretched out his legs and sat on a stone slab and put his feet on the side of the bonfire.

"Ah~"

In an instant, the feeling of numbness spread throughout the body, the bones seemed to be about to fall apart, squinting slightly, and the violent sleepiness hit again.

But before I could rest, there was the sound of grass and trees shaking and the sound of slight footsteps in the woods.

"Who?" As soon as he opened his eyes, a carp scrambled to his feet, shrunk back, and hunched over to look in the direction of the sound.

First a black shadow, then a flashlight, and then as I got closer, I finally saw the guy clearly.

It was an unkempt middle-aged man, his left hand was bandaged, his clothes were ragged, and his thin face was covered with vicissitudes and blood stains from rattan.

I looked at the guy and thought to myself, "Hey, where do I think I've seen this guy?" ”