In the valley in the early morning, there is a quiet.

The sun hadn't risen yet, but the sky was already glowing slightly.

The rocks and trees that looked black last night are now showing their true colors.

Teal rocks, towering high on both sides of the valley.

Between the rocks, high and low, densely growing all kinds of miscellaneous trees and weeds, lush, a gust of wind blowing, like waves, rustling.

Deep in the valley, there was still mist, and the wet stone paths stretched in the mist, and finally disappeared into the white expanse.

Yanagishita Fuhui got out of the tent, stood up straight, stretched his long waist, and took a deep breath.

The air in the mountains is indeed fresh and has a high oxygen content.

A breath of clear air seems to flow from the mouth and nose to the lungs at once, and in an instant, all the internal organs are as fresh as if they have been recleaned.

Yanagi Buhui couldn't help but feel refreshed and shook a lot.

Ye Mengfei was still asleep, she was already very tired from yesterday's long journey, after stationing in the camp, she also made dinner and picnic with Xiaoyan, and when she arrived, she cleaned up the camp spotlessly and organized, it was really difficult for her.

Therefore, Yanagi Buhui walked out lightly, for fear of alarming Ye Mengfei's good dreams.

The tent between the little fat man and Jiang Xiaoyan was also quiet, and there was no sound at all.

In the whole valley, except for the Dream Seeker parked there alone, there were only two camping tents, a large canopy, and some bits and pieces of camping equipment, and then there was the fresh air that permeated the valley, and the silence of all things.

Yanagishita Buhui remembered the wheezing and ** sound that came from the little fat man's tent last night, and couldn't help but smile.

This kind of thing is no stranger to Yanagi Buhui and Ye Mengfei.

In such an environment, perhaps, people get along with each other more simply, feelings are more simple, and passion will be more enthusiastic.

At least, that's what Yanagishita doesn't think so.

Last night, due to the light, Yanagishita did not take a closer look at the surrounding environment.

Now in the daytime, the sun is not out, but the light is enough to see everything.

The place where they were was was a large open space in front of the farmhouse.

The open space is paved with bluestone slabs, probably because the age is too old, many stone slabs have been broken and broken, the cracks of the stone slabs are full of weeds, and there are some white, red, yellow flowers, although it looks a little barren and lonely, but there is also an inexplicable sense of tranquility.

The hut was just as dilapidated.

The thatched roof is almost completely gone, and only a few purlins remain, vaguely outlining the outline of the original roof.

There were also a few sparse weeds on the purlins, shivering in the morning breeze like a handful of hairs on a bald man's head.

The walls made of bluestone blocks were also damaged in the wind and sun, and there were countless stone cracks on all four walls, and the mountain wind blew in from all directions, without cover.

The big stone crack in the wall must be the window.

If it weren't for the slight traces of the window frame on the side, it would have been almost impossible to tell that this was once a window.

There is a relatively large gap in the wall facing the large clearing, and according to the traces of the years, it is speculated that this should be the gate of this farmhouse.

Yanagishita Fue was born with a feeling for such an environment, and he always wanted to go and see it, and explore it.

Perhaps, it is a dream that everyone has in their hearts.

After all, it seems, this place should have a long history.

He bent down slightly, bowed his head, and entered the farmhouse.

What disappointed him was that although this cottage looked long and charming from the outside, and he felt that there should be a lot of antiquities inside, maybe he could take one or two, but when he went inside, he saw that the inside was almost as dilapidated and empty as the outside.

The empty walls, the empty roof purlins, the empty doors and windows, even the ground, were empty, except for some large and small stones that were blown by the wind from the roof, the walls, or other places, and some clumps of weeds.

Originally, in Yanagi Buhui's mind, there should be broken straw hats, old shotguns, hoes, sickles and machetes on the walls here, which is in line with the setting of this scene in film and television dramas.

However, reality is reality after all, not acting.

So, it's not a script either.

Yanagishita Buhui sighed and shook his head, did he watch the drama a little crazy?

He smiled wryly, turned and walked out of the hut.

The sky outside the hut looked very empty, probably without a few purlins on the roof.

The willow does not benefit the tour and looks around.

There was an open space all around, with only weeds, rocks, ruins, and remnants.

Under the rising sun, it looks inexplicably desolate.

Yanagishita Fuhui felt a strange poignancy.

"Brother! Elder brother! Come here!! ”

In the thick fog deep in the valley, there was a sudden rush of the little fat man's shout, and his voice was full of nervousness and fear, and there was a slight trembling.

How did the little fat man get there? Isn't he still in the tent, sleeping with Xiaoyan?

Yanagi Buhui was shocked!

He didn't have time to think about it, and turned his head to look deeper into the valley.

I saw that the wet bluestone road, rugged and winding among the half-man-high weeds, finally drowned in a mist.

The bottomless mist, the bluestone pavement that does not know what to do, makes Yanagi Buhui feel a little weird and uneasy.

The little fat man's voice came from the vague mist.

"Chubby! Chubby! Where are you?! ”

Yanagishita shouted loudly in a hurry, responding to the cries of the little fat man.

He shouted as he stumbled into the mist deep in the valley.

The bluestone pavement that is wet by the humidity is extremely difficult to walk on and slippery, and if you are not careful, you will fall and gnaw on the mud.

Yanagishita Buhui was very panicked, he didn't know what danger the little fat man had encountered.

However, he also knows that the little fat man is his brother, and no matter what danger it is, he must save him.

The morning mist, floating on the ground, is like a turbulent sea, like a fairyland.

Yanagishita doesn't know what is hidden in this fairyland-like mist.

The mist hits the face, there is a hint of coolness, and at this time of the morning, there is even a cold feeling.

Yanagishita didn't feel the slightest coldness, on the contrary, he felt that his face was heating and his blood was hot.

It's even a little hot.

"Brother! I am here! ”

The little fat man's voice came from the front, it was very loud, it didn't sound far away, but it was a little choppy, with excitement and anticipation in the voice, and a rapid panting.

As Yanagi Buhui continued to move deeper into the valley, the mist became thicker and thicker, and after a few steps, all the eyes were covered by the white mist.

As far as the eye can see, there is a white expanse everywhere.

People who have experienced the invisible fingers have an inexplicable fear of the dark.

It's not dark, but it's not the same.

The only difference is that it's a white expanse.

Yanagishita Fue tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, and groped his way forward in the direction that he instinctively confirmed.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a black shadow burst out from the front, and it was very fast.

Due to the limitation of line of sight, by the time Yanagi Buhui found out, the black shadow was already close at hand.

The black thing is almost sticking to Yanagishita's face.

The black shadow couldn't hold back, and suddenly hit Yanagi Buhui hard.

Yanagi Shita couldn't dodge, and he was already wet and unstable under his feet, but now, he was really knocked on his back and fell on the cold and slippery bluestone slab.

The black shadow also fell, and pressed firmly against Yanagishita Buhui.

"Chubby! Is that you?! ”

Yanagishita, who was pressed to the ground and couldn't move, shouted.

"Brother!? Is that you?! ”

The dark shadow asked breathlessly, struggling to his feet.

"It's me! Chubby! ”

Yanagishita Buhui breathed a sigh of relief, "Chubby, don't be afraid, there's a brother!" ”

He patted the little fat man who was still crawling on top of him, "You get up first!" You press me so hard, I can't move! ”

The little fat man struggled a few times, and finally stood up.

He put his face in front of Yanagi Buhui, looked at Yanagi Buhui vigorously, and said, "Brother! Let's get out quickly, there's a situation ahead! Let's go! ”

There was panic in his voice.

"What's going on?!"

Yanagi Buhui stood up and patted the dust on his body, in fact, in addition to the wet water, how can there be any dust on the body?

"I'll tell you back, brother! It's horrible! Let's go back quickly, shall we?! ”

"Well, come, Chubby, follow brother! Don't worry! Stay steadfast and don't fall! ”

Yanagishita Buhui can deeply feel Chubby's fear, this feeling, he has already experienced when he was camping last time.

Therefore, he didn't continue to ask, holding the little fat man's hand with one hand, and groping forward with the other hand to walk back.

This direction may be the direction of going back!

Yanagishita's unfavorable heart began to sink.

The fog in the sky lost the eyes of Yanagishita Buhui and the little fat man, and they couldn't see the left and right north and south at all.

Originally, I was groping forward, but after falling like this, I didn't know the east, west, north and south.

Yanagishita bent down as hard as he could, keeping his head as close to the ground as possible.

He knew that the part of the fog near the ground would be a little thinner.

Keep your head down and stay close to the ground, and they'll find their way through.

This skill was learned by Yanagishita Buhui in fire knowledge training and fire drills.

It worked.

In a small space close to the ground, the fog is very thin, and the mottled bluestone slabs can be clearly seen under the willow.

He calmed down in his heart at once, took the little fat man's hand, bent down deeply, and walked forward step by step.

I don't know how long I walked, but Yanagi Buhui's bent waist was a little sore, and he still didn't get out of this dense white mist.

He felt a little strange in his heart, as if he hadn't traveled such a long distance when he came, right?

Wrong!

He thought about it for a moment, when he came just now, he was standing and running in, and he was in a hurry, and he must have forgotten how far it was.

Now, I have been bending over with great difficulty, and I am still holding a tall little fat man in my hand, which will definitely be much more laborious than when I came.

Maybe it's the same road, but it feels longer psychologically, right?!

Yanagi Buhui secretly gritted his teeth and said to himself in his heart, come on! I'm going to be out right away!

As soon as he thought about it, Yanagishita Buhui noticed that the white fog in front of him began to thin out, and his vision became transparent.

"Look! Look! Chubby! We're out! ”

"Just come out! Emma! It scared the hell out of me! Elder brother! ”

The little fat man breathed a sigh of relief, let go of Yanagi's unfavorable hand and said.

"Well, it's okay, it's okay!"

While comforting the little fat man, Yanagishita Buhui lifted the mist and walked out of this increasingly thin white mist.

Suddenly, he stopped!

Staring straight at the ground, the cold hair stands on end!

Goosebumps spread all over the body at once.

Following his gaze, there was something on the ground not far in front of him that resembled a human head.

"Skull?!"