It was a terrifying feeling, and my heart began to pound, trying to suppress my uneasiness, but I couldn't help but glance around.

If there are other people secretly following in the gate space, I should suspect that it is Su Shiren the most. However, as soon as this idea appeared, I myself inexplicably denied it, and I felt that this person was definitely not Su Shiren.

Things seem to have gotten more complicated, if it weren't for Su Shiren, who else would there be?

I've been thinking about it, thinking about who this person would be. As I think about it, the feeling of being watched has always been there. However, there was absolute calm around the main space, and I couldn't hear anything or sense any danger.

Time passed minute by minute in this stalemate, and from beginning to end, I only felt like I was being watched, and I could not observe anything else.

After a while, Bandatchado returned, and he remembered the route very well, and made two trips back and forth without the slightest mistake.

"Are you in good spirits?"

"It's okay, I'm resting all the time." When I was talking to Bandacsada, I was thinking about whether or not to tell him how I felt. Bandacado had already vetoed me once, so I didn't speak rashly.

"Now, you can walk in through this gate." Bandacado sat down in front of me and opened a small cloth bag.

Inside the cloth bag was a bit of smoked jerky from yak meat and a bottle of barley wine. These are all supplies that have been exchanged before, and they have not been used up yet.

I looked at Bandacsado, who clearly wanted to sit down and have a good drink. I was a little surprised, Bandachata may have been more anxious than me, I think after opening the door, he must be eager to enter, I didn't expect to have the leisure to drink in this environment.

"Drink a little." Bandacado picked up the bottle of wine, there was no glass, he took two sips directly into the bottle, then wiped the mouth of the bottle and handed it to me.

The wine was a little hanging, Bandacado frowned slightly, and his expression seemed to have a little ripple. I silently drank two sips, I don't know if it was because I hadn't touched the wine for a long time, and I was a little dizzy after two sips of wine.

"I rarely drink alcohol, and my father used to tell me that this kind of thing is wrong, and if one indulges in it, one may not achieve anything in the rest of his life." Bandacsado said: "I just don't drink it today, I don't know if there will be a chance in the future." ”

"Now it's just about exploring, not parting with life and death." I put down the wine bottle and felt the wine in my stomach rush upwards: "Besides, the two of us go in, if there is really any situation, just exit in time." ”

"No, you stay outside, I'll go in alone." Bandacado shook his head decisively.

"Why?"

"This road may be a road of no return, but the road is in front of you, and someone has to go to it."

There was only a little bit of wine, and we both drank it quickly. When he had finished his drink, Bandacsada stood up, looked at me, and then turned and went in towards the door that had just been opened.

"Wait!" I suddenly felt that a lot of things were not quite right today, including Bandachatado's actions, I called out to him and said, "This place, maybe not only us, but also other people, I have been feeling for a long time, and I believe that my feelings will not be wrong." ”

"Nope." Bandacsaddo stood in front of the crack in the door and said, "You are wrong. ”

"I ......"

"Wait here." Bandacsada interrupted me, and he seemed confident that there could be no one else in this gate space. Without waiting for me to say anything more, Bandatsardo stepped through the door.

The space behind the gate was immersed in darkness, that kind of darkness was rare and special, and the light seemed to be restricted by some kind of force in the darkness behind the gate, and could not shine far away.

Bandacsada walked in with a torch, but when he entered the gate, the light of the torch suddenly went out. I stood in front of the gate, helpless, unable to see through the darkness in front of me.

The moment the fire in the door went out, I couldn't see anything. I even had an impulse to cross the door desperately, but an impulse is an impulse after all, and I have suffered too many losses because of impulsiveness, and I can't remember it for a long time.

Involuntarily, I took a step back. There was still deep darkness in front of me, but I always felt as if Bandacsada had stopped not far away and was looking back at me.

"Are you still there?" I thought Bandacsada was acting a little strangely, and he shouted through the door. This special gate is really a hell of a place, not only is the light absorbed, but even my voice can't seem to get in.

I didn't get any response, Bandachata may have gone far away, or he may have heard it and didn't answer. I could predict that it would not be long before he walked alone in this darkness and was able to walk that path.

At the end of the path is where the huge and mysterious ball of light is located.

The only thing I can do now is wait. After a while, my emotions calmed down. Originally, I always suspected that there were other people around here, but it was strange that when my emotions calmed down, the feeling of being spied on suddenly disappeared.

There was a clear difference between the two sensory transformations, and I immediately noticed it. I didn't give up, and I took a circle around about ten meters. The feeling of being spied on is indeed gone, which means that the people in the neighborhood have left, and it is likely that everything is my delusion, as Bandacsada said.

I went back to the door and sat down, looking at the empty bottle in my hand, and I suddenly realized that Bandacsada was suddenly going to drink before entering the door, which was a bit of a strong man's strangulation and never returned. I still have some understanding of his character, but I am emotionally unstable and have left out many details.

Bandacsada entered this gate with the intention of death, and he did not think about the way back, nor did he think about the consequences. It was also at this time that I felt that there seemed to be an indescribable aura wafting in the darkness inside the gate. This kind of breath is something I haven't felt before, I've been here with Monkey Dajue, but this time the feeling is completely different from the last time.

The heavy gate suddenly turned into a ghost gate in my eyes, and my heart began to churn violently, and then I thought of Bandacsadado's words and deeds before entering the gate, and I became more and more unable to calm down.

I paced back and forth outside the gate, trying to enter the gate several times, but after thinking about it, I finally gave up. Bandacado must have sensed something in advance and insisted on going in alone.

What will happen to him? What exactly will happen?

The endless darkness hides all kinds of possibilities, and I have thought about it for a long time, but I can't fully summarize these possibilities. Perhaps, all I can do is wait, wait for Bandatcha to come out.

I sat back where I was, but the indescribable smell of danger inside the gate was stirring and stirring my mind. Before I knew it, the palms of both hands were covered with sweat, and I picked up the bottle and drank what little wine I had left.

I roughly calculated the time it took for Bandacsada to enter, and I estimated that the time error would not be too large, at most about five minutes up and down. When Bandacsada entered the gate a little over an hour ago, my heart seemed to thump, and I stood up from the ground.

An inexplicable panic enveloped me all at once, and I couldn't tell why I was suddenly flustered, which was quite weird.

Click......

At this moment, the small wine bottle in his hand suddenly cracked. The bottle was sturdy and followed us all the way without any damage. But the bottle shattered so completely in an instant that I was left with only a powdery crumb in my hand.

This sudden scene made me even more frightened, holding a hand of slag, completely lost my mind.

Wine bottles, Banda Chata, these seemingly unrelated people and things, but they brought me a kind of anxiety in the depths of my psyche. Many things seemed to have signs, and I stood in a daze for a long time, and then looked down at the broken wine bottle in my hand, and felt that this was definitely not a good sign.

My mind was in a mess, and what was happening now was beyond my imagination. My original plan was to help Bandatsado do what he had to do on this plane, no matter what, and even if it didn't work out, I needed to do my best. I never thought about what I would do if Bandacsada died suddenly.

I don't know if I'm too pessimistic, just because of the sudden shattering of a bottle, I think of Bandachata being in trouble. I kept telling myself that I couldn't mess around now, and I couldn't think about it. I have also seen that huge and mysterious ball of light, although the ball of light contains secrets that no one can guess, but at least the ball of light itself should be safe, and it will not pose any threat or impact to Bandacador.

I cheered myself up like this, and at the same time kept wandering around the crack in the door about a meter wide. The inside of the gate remained pitch black, and there was no firelight or footsteps to be heard.

I wandered around for about ten minutes, and there was still no movement. I felt like I couldn't wait any longer, so I hesitated for a moment and suddenly made up my mind to go in and have a look.

The gate, the path, the mysterious ball of light, these things are not only closely related to Bandatsado, but also closely related to me, I have a hunch that the truth of this big event in the world is hidden in the ball of light, if the secret of the ball of light is revealed, the mystery of this big event will also fall off.

I packed up what little I had, and I had four unlit torches and a little oil at hand, and when the torches ran out, and when I needed a light source, I could tear off a piece of the corner of my clothes and put another improvised torch on it.

When I was ready, I walked to the crack in the door, and now there was nothing to hesitate about, I raised one foot and was about to step through the door.

"Don't go in." A voice suddenly sounded not far behind me, and it came to my ears clearly: "He can't come back." ”