"Qi Ji~"

Qi Yu shouted, sat up, and looked at the scene around him in confusion. He saw the little one, in a dark corner, surrounded by invisible tentacles and darkness, and there was nothing he could do. The familiar snow forest in front of him reminded him that it was a dream, but Qi Yu's heart was still clouded with a layer of haze.

It was already getting bright, but what was bad was that there was a thick layer of snow on my body, and it was snowing heavily in the sky again. But if you can't wake up from the dream just now, you will definitely freeze to death here again.

Qi Yu struggled to stand up, and there was no place on his body that was not painful. The constant spasmodic pain coming from his body, the black charcoal lying not far away with a trace of smoke, and the chaotic snow that had been covered by the wind and snow, all reminded Qi Yu of how tragic the battle was last night.

What made Qi Yu strange was that there was no monster in front of him, Qi Yu took off his headband, and there was no whispering in his ears.

The trace of the monster has indeed disappeared, even if it is here, even if it is alive, the walnut that has been knocked by Qi Yu for so long will not be rampant. I don't care about the monsters anymore.

After thinking about it, he put the head ring on his head in turn, Qi Yu found the short knife and barrel stick nearby, and staggered in the direction of the bunker, where it was the final end, and the monster and the pain were not important.

Returning to the glade where the monster was ambushed, there was no trace of the monster's ravage in the clearing, Qi Yu passed through the middle, hating himself for getting carried away at that time, and then thinking about it, it was not all bad, at least lure the monster away, and the fortress was much safer.

Qi Yu no longer wanted to think about the east and west, and reached the bottom of the rock wall.

What is unexpected is that the long hanging rope hanging from the rock wall is not the climbing rope that Qi Yu dropped that day.

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Qi Yu approached and grabbed the bottom end of the climbing rope, and gently pulled it, but it was easy to pull down the halfway, and with another pull, the entire rope all slid down with the spilled snow blocks.

There is no fixing on it. Qi Yu looked up at the rock wall, picked up the rope on the ground, and reconfirmed. That's right, it's the one I played. Qi Yu's heart couldn't help sinking, this could never be the convenience that the little guy left for himself.

When I set off, the hatch was re-covered with ice and snow by myself, and the little guy couldn't push it open, which was one of them.

The ropes up and down have all been brought out by themselves, and it is impossible for the little guy to go up and down with his bare hands, which is the second thing.

The place where he threw the rope was already quite far from here, and it was snowing at the time, how could the little guy run so far and still find the rope accurately from the snow. This is the third.

Someone else has been here, and the climbing rope that shouldn't be here is proof of that.

Qi Yu couldn't care about the pain on his body anymore and climbed up. There is something more important than Qi Yu's life on it.

The coagulated wound on his left arm was ripped open again, and the viscous black and red blood continued to slide and drip down.

The scalded flesh of his right hand was scraped by the cold, rough rock, and the flesh was even more bloody and blurred, leaving patches of blood.

The flesh and skin of the chest and abdomen and the burnt clothes have been cemented together, and the body is attached to the rock wall, and the whole piece is pulled.

Qi Yu's whole body was about to spasm in pain, and he let out a painful roar in his throat from time to time, and he didn't let go and gritted his teeth to climb up, and finally grabbed the edge of the rock, rolled over, and panted in the ice and snow on the edge of the rock.

I didn't dare to lie down for too long, and as soon as I breathed slowly, Qi Yu got up, and as soon as I stood still, I found that there were many footprints on the side of the rock. Although it is now covered with a layer of floating snow, you can still see a shallow nest, and if you look closely, there are large and small.

It seemed that he had ignored something, Qi Yu returned to the edge of the rock and turned his head to look down, the one below had been trampled on by himself, and the surrounding area had been covered with snow, only a few footprints under the trees next to him had not been completely covered, very similar to the footprints on this rock; A little farther away, you couldn't see anything in the growing snowstorm.

Looking back at the rock, Qi Yu bent down to find something, wanting to confirm his guess.

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When the rope came down, it left an obvious scratch on the snow, and at the end of the scratch, where the end of the rope was close, Qi Yu carefully found that there were several small nests on each side.

Qi Yu guessed right, and an impression came to his mind.

An adult with a child walked to the edge of the rock. Because there was no fixed place on the edge of the rock, the adult himself dragged the rope on it, and asked the child to go down first, and then dropped the rope himself and climbed down the rock.

Just like what Qi Yu did when he took the little guy down the cliff while hunting.

Thinking of this, Qi Yu hurriedly ran towards the position of the hatch, and after running for a while, Qi Yu found the main hatch that he had been thinking about for a while, it was not too easy to find the hatch in the vast snow, unless it was like now, and the black hatch was widened.

The hatch was forced downwards. Half of the hatch hung downwards from the hatch, and the other lay in the tunnel below the hatch below, covered with a layer of snow. On both doors, the marks of huge impact dents are impressive. In the corridor farther away, Qi Yu also saw the collapsed hatch latch and the broken wooden stick.

No gunpowder explosions or other obvious traces were found from the scene. It can be seen that the hatch was blasted open by a huge force, Qi Yu's eyes couldn't help but narrow, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he was even more worried.

As far as he had seen, only a monster of this size and strength could smash the hatch open. It's ridiculous if someone is more powerful than a monster.

Qi Yu brought the stick to his chest and walked through the corridor into the main cabin. It was as dreary and dark as ever. The observation window was the same as when he left, only one was open, and a faint light of light came in, and a few arrow shafts were scattered under the window.

There was no one in the main cabin, and everything was normal on the ground and in the bunk around it, and there was no other trace.

The door of the water room was also open, the stream was still flowing silently, and the food and sleeping bag were still the same as when Qi Yu brought them in.

The door of the sugar boiling cabin was wide open, and there was no one inside, but the fire in the stove had been extinguished, and the firewood did not seem to have moved.

All signs indicated that on the day he left, the fortress was attacked by someone with great power, so fast that the little guy didn't even react.

The only remaining luck was easily broken, and Qi Yu could no longer support his body, so he fell to the ground, clutching his bloody right hand tightly, and letting the blood flow.

All mistakes come from one's hasty departure. Blind arrogance harmed himself and his son.

The only good news that can be confirmed is that the son was taken captive alive.

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Only by doing something can Qi Yu's mood calm down.

The fortress is no longer strong, the mutated world is even more strange and unfamiliar in just a few days, and the sky outside the valley is even more strange, and monsters are everywhere. Being alive is the best news.

The last thing you need at the moment is self-pity, you should pack up your mood and prepare to go out to find the little one.

Qi Yu had to concentrate on raising the fire, not only was it cold in the warehouse where the door was broken, but his heart was already frozen. Just casually filled his stomach with the cold stream water and dry food, Qi Yu started to do it.

When I walked to the stove, there was no fire left inside. Qi Yu cut out some shavings and built a small pile in the middle of the hearth, leaving an empty space underneath the small pile.

Finding another piece of dry firewood, Qi Yu carved out a smooth wooden groove with a short knife, cut out extremely fine and extremely fine wood shavings wire, stuffed it at one end of the wooden groove, sharpened an arrow shaft, rubbed it on the ground a few times, and quickly rubbed the blunt arrow shaft against the wooden groove.

Focusing on the action, green smoke soon rose from the wooden trough, and then accelerated the speed, and the wood shavings that had been prepared at one end of the wooden trough also smoked.

Qi Yu gently blew a few times on the somewhat burning wood shavings, and a thin fire came out with the smoke, and then it was put under the wooden pile in the hearth by Qi Yu, and after a few blows, the faint fire rose.

The cabin was also warm, and the hot water in the dry food jar was tumbling next to the fire.

Qi Yu moved the little guy's sleeping bag over and cut off a section with a short knife, which was a bulging backpack. The extra section can also be wrapped around the body to keep out the cold. The wounds on the body showed no signs of inflammation in this weather, but the speed of healing also decreased. All clothing should be washed and tidyed, as well as the body and wounds.

The fire in the stove was burned to the maximum by Qi Yu, and he would never come back in the future anyway, so he didn't hesitate to use the firewood. Qi Yu boiled hot water in a pressure kettle many times before finishing his clothes.

The clothes full of holes and scorched flakes, the stinking blackened deerskin and shoes, etc., were all washed by Qi Yu and hung on the shelves that had been moved, and bursts of heat came out of the somewhat excessive temperature of the cabin.

Qi Yu himself took a hot shower with hot water, and the whole person was naked facing the fire, surrounded by steaming laundry, feeling as if he was in a sauna, which made Qi Yu very relaxed.

The fire reflected the huge wounds on his body. The burns on the chest, abdomen and right hand, and the stab wound on the left arm were the most serious, and after the whole person relaxed after rushing through the hot bath, the pain from the wound made Qi Yu feel painful.

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Luckily, Qi Yu found the fortress with 127I, as well as gas masks, first-aid kits and other things, which Qi Yu turned out of the shelves of the sugar room.

Qi Yu opened the first aid kit, there were a lot of bandages, alcohol wipes and other things in it, but he didn't find medicine and other things. I remember when I was a child in the countryside, my family had no medicine, and I would use honey to compress the burns, and the effect was good. There is also a lot of boiled maple syrup in this sugar room, which should have a certain effect on burns and wounds.

Qi Yu used alcohol wipes to detoxify the wound, then used maple sugar to thickly apply a layer of burns on his body, and finally wrapped gauze bandages, even if he was done.

After getting all this done, Qi Yu added firewood to the stove and waited for his clothes to dry, while thinking about his experience in the past few days.

The environment outside is so complicated now, I'm afraid it's not so easy to find my son.

Judging from the traces, the man took the little guy down the stone cliff, presumably out of the valley now, out of the valley is the stone plain. The only thing to worry about is that there are monsters in the mist of Ishihara, and Qi Yu is very worried that the man will encounter a monster with the little guy.

Invisible monsters in the fog are more difficult to deal with, invisible to the naked eye, and monsters emit bewildering moans.

The ashes of fire have a miraculous effect when dealing with monsters, and can make monsters manifest, but this is something that Qi Yu found out that those warriors don't know, and this is also what Qi Yu happened to discover, and it is still unknown whether that person knows or not.

And the manifest monster body is difficult to destroy, and the brain on the body is the only attack weakness found so far, but the attack efficiency is too low.

For the rest, no eyes were found on the monster, but it wasn't all about eyesight to track oneself, but it was confirmed that sometimes, the monster was not good at tracking the enemy in the dark, and it would lose its accuracy.

The most troublesome point is that the monster has a certain amount of intelligence, and thinking that he almost became the meat in the monster's mouth stupidly, Qi Yu felt cold on his body.

If that person and the little guy encountered a monster on the stone plain, Qi Yu didn't dare to think about it.

Now, it's time to go to Ishihara quickly, and now it's been two or three days apart, and the later the time, the slimmer the chance.

To go to Ishihara, you have to find both someone and a helper.

The difference between the strength of himself and the monster is too great, for this monster, Qi Yu feels that it is useless to think too much, but it is in the way, only to find the power that can help deal with the monster. The best thing is to find Mark and them, and before that is to run away if you run into a monster by yourself.

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Speaking of Mark, Qi Yu still has a mystery locked in his heart.

It is impossible for a person to rise from the dead. Yesterday there was a third mark.

If the third Mark is fake, will the Mark that appears in the town also be fake.

Recalling the facial features that were exactly the same as those of Mark in his memory, Qi Yu preferred to believe that the latter two people were cloned. They spoke the same language, and it was a language that Qi Yu had never heard before. Their outfits and weapons were exactly the same, and Qi Yu had never seen them before. The two marks that appeared after this were a gang.

However, one thing is certain, these two marks and those warriors, at least not enemies, at least they saved their lives, or twice.

Then, Mark, whom Qi Yu's father and son know, is now alive or dead; What are the two identities of the new Mark, and why do they look exactly the same as Mark; Is it possible that there is some kind of connection between the three marks? Qi Yu didn't understand any of this.

This Ishihara, no matter what, Qi Yu is going to break through.

It's just that I am seriously injured now, so I have to be very careful before I encounter danger.

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Early the next morning, Qi Yu, who had packed everything, stood stupidly on the edge of the stone cliff in the wind and snow, how could this go down. It's really a slap in the face of reality.

The climbing rope is not used, and it is too risky to go down the cliff with bare hands. One of the sequelae of the past few days is that Qi Yu's right hand and left arm were severely injured, and after resting for a night and relaxing, Qi Yu has no confidence to climb down with his bare hands. Jump down directly, even if you don't die, it is estimated that you will break your muscles and bones.

Qi Yu, who racked his brains and couldn't think of a way, sweated on his anxious head. At this time, there was a tinkling sound in Qi Yu's ears, it was the wind coming from the forest.

Carrying a sleeping bag backpack with no energy at all, Qi Yu circled back into the sugar maple forest.

All kinds of boxes in front of him are swaying with the wind and snow blowing out of the valley.

The sugar inside hasn't been cut for a long time, and although it sounds like it's empty, it's still a bit of a pity.

However, for Qi Yu, he cared more about where the end of the Sugar Maple Valley was. The maple leaf mark that pointed the way had shrunk and turned black, but it did not affect Qi Yu's footsteps at all.

After trekking two or three times the distance marked by the leaves, Qi Yu came to a deeper place.

The tree in front of him was not a tree that Qi Yu recognized, the black-brown bark was smooth and damp to the touch, but there was no moss to be seen.

Qi Yu knew that the older the tree, the more domineering the occupation of the land. These trees are taller and thicker than the sugar maple outside, but unusually dense. The high canopy of trees holds up the snow and blocks the skylight, and occasionally a little snow falls down, giving the impression that it is dark.

There are rotten leaves on the ground, and the soft layer is not very deep, and it is not difficult to walk, but it is a little disgusting.

Qi Yu walked through this strange forest with his bag on his back, and the backpack touched the trees on both sides from time to time. The more he walked, the darker it became, but Qi Yu was very calm in his heart, a little nervous. Anyone who has experienced these days will also get rough nerves.

It's good that there is no snow in the forest, so it's convenient for Qi Yu to hurry continuously. While walking and gnawing on dry food, Qi Yu did not let go of his vigilance, and there was no hostile situation for the time being.

When he chewed down two pieces of dry food intermittently, Qi Yu couldn't go any longer.

The trees became denser and denser, and now they were so dense that Qi Yu could barely get through them alone. The wind was blowing very strongly, and Qi Yu couldn't stand up with a backpack of more than a dozen pounds. Qi Yu desperately swallowed the dried food residue in his mouth, choking and rolling his eyes, but he untied his backpack, took out a few pieces of dry food and stuffed them into his arms, preparing to go over without anything.

The wind through the forest was getting colder and colder, blowing on Qi Yu's face like a knife. The trees on both sides did not become narrower, and they could pass, but the trees became more and more strange, and more and more trees grew together like conjoined babies.

I don't know how long I have been drilling in the cracks of the trees, Qi Yu saw light coming through the cracks in the trees, the wind began to carry snowflakes, and a thin layer of snow began to appear on the ground.

His feet suddenly softened, and Qi Yu stepped on the knee-high snow and fell, the snow outside was much deeper than the inside. When I got up, I realized that I had come out.

Out of the woods, Qi Yu realized that it was already dark.

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The wind and snow suddenly came to him, and in the darkness and confusion, Qi Yu saw a swarthy house more than ten meters away, lowered his head and moved over, and when he got closer, he touched the outer wall, which was stone.

Along the wall, Qi Yu found the door, a hatch that was ordinary but exactly the same as a fortress. pulled it away, and the situation inside dazzled Qi Yu's eyes.

It is said that the darker it is, the more it can set off the light, and in front of Qi Yu's eyes, it is a pure black space, and the black inside seems to absorb the light, boundless. This reflected the pile of flames that came in front of him after opening the door, and the flames that were floating out of thin air were so bright that they even stinged Qi Yu's eyes.

Walking into the room and getting used to the light inside, Qi Yu slowly saw the outline of the space inside. The ordinary space gave Qi Yu a sense of familiarity, and he savored this familiarity carefully, but he couldn't find any clues at all. The whole space is boxy, all made of pitch black stone, except for the doors and windows.

The stone on the walls and floor was polished like a mirror, but the stone was too black, as black as the black house Qi Yu saw in Nutao Town. No wonder it's so familiar, Qi Yu thought to himself.

Looking around, Qi Yu also found that the flames did not rise out of thin air. The flames were suspended in the fireplace facing the door, because the fireplace was made of the same material as the wall and floor, and it was too dark to hide behind the flames, but it was even more difficult to see, and when you got closer, you could see that the wood burning underneath the flames was also extremely dark.

This must be the legendary little black house. Qi Yu faintly felt in his heart that if there was no flame, even if it was turned off for an hour or two, it would be enough to make people crazy.

Looking around, Qi Yu found something besides the fireplace.

Obscured by the brightness of the flames, there was a black table by the fireplace.

There was no common decoration on the table, Qi Yu walked over and found that there were two photos on the table.

Qi Yu picked up the photo that was placed in the reverse first, because there were a few lines of words on it.

There was a firelight, and the handwriting on it was delicate and familiar.

"Yu, I miss you so much."

"Take care of my son, don't think about me"

"Also, don't forget the name"

"Sith"

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Xi Si, Qi Yu's deceased wife. This is the handwriting of his deceased wife.

It's just why this photo doesn't appear in the house she left behind.

Flipping through the photo and seeing the front picture, Qi Yu finally couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

This photo is a group photo of the family at the airport taken by Qi Yu's mother before Xi Si went abroad for the last time and came here, and later passed it on to Xi Si, who was working outside and couldn't come back immediately, to relieve the pain of longing.

In the photo, Qi Yu smiled and fed a piece of dim sum to his wife, his wife opened her mouth with a smile, but her little hand secretly reached into the lunch box next to her and took another piece. The little guy covered his mouth and snickered at the camera, pointing his finger at the greedy mother.

In the dark, silent space, only howls and cries remained. The longing for his deceased wife, Qi Ji's worries, and the fear and hesitation between life and death for several days finally vented here, and I don't know how long it took to stop.

Hurriedly wiping away his tears, Qi Yu reluctantly put the photo back on the table, calmed down, and picked up another photo on the table.

The things in the photo immediately attracted Qi Yu's attention, and it also stopped Qi Yu from continuing to vent in time.

The photo itself is quite unusual, it is an old black and white photo. The photo is not very clear, but it is still clear that the protagonists are a man and a woman. The shooting position seems to be a bit far away from the protagonists, and it is not frontal.

In the photo, the woman is wearing a light-colored wide but dignified and solemn robe that cannot be said, barefoot, handing a familiar thing to Qi Yu to the man kneeling in front of her on one knee, the man is wearing a headdress that is still familiar to Qi Yu, and his hands are taking the things handed over by the woman. The two protagonists seem to be holding some kind of ceremony on the beach.

The backdrop of the ceremony is the inky black sea, where the waves are erected like a wall, and even in the photographs, you can feel the boundless coercion and terror. It's just that maybe it's not well preserved, and some of the dirt in the photo has polluted a spot on the waves, and it looks like a black shadow standing in the waves.

Even if it is no longer credible, Qi Yu can recognize the heroine as Xi Si, and the thing she gave the male protagonist is the tube stick that Qi Yu is by his side now, and the headdress that the male protagonist is wearing on his head, Qi Yu is now wearing the same style on his head. Moreover, the figure of the male protagonist is a bit like Mark.

Qi Yu hurriedly turned over the photo, and sure enough, there were words on his face.

"We are going to victory, and we will win."

"Mark Head"

Sure enough, it was Mark. It's been so long, Qi Yu has forgotten that he didn't even know Mark's surname all along, and after getting along with him for a few months, he didn't think to ask, and Mark himself didn't mention it.

And the most important thing is that this is a line of Chinese characters, Chinese traditional, or brush characters, strong and powerful.

Qi Yu was a little confused.