This idea crossed my mind just now. When you think about it, there are indeed some clues to this.

First of all, Yang Xiaoqi said that the person's back is extremely similar to mine.

Second, the series of photographs sent to me by the Yellow River Ghost Cliff are exactly the same as the ones I photographed along the way. At first I thought someone had dropped my camera, but now that I think so, that shouldn't be the case. Those pictures were indeed taken by me.

Third, the Yellow River Ghost Cliff did not explain the specific purpose of letting me come to Yinyang Island, he just asked me to come, since he dared to do so, he must believe that I would meet Feijing and them after I came. It's not that he's setting up a game, but that he clearly knows that the whole thing is going in this direction. Under what circumstances would he have such faith? There is only one explanation, and he knows where the time is going.

Based on the above reasoning, I found that the whole person was very willing to be the one who walked out of the turbulence of time and space.

I told Yang Xiaoqi what I thought, and he shook his head and asked, "Are you sure?" ”。

I nodded and said that there is ** and that's it.

He thought about it for a moment and said, "Well, he didn't succeed at all. Otherwise, we wouldn't have suffered this way. At the end of the day, it's up to us to change the past. ”。

Yang Xiaoqi's mind has always been based on the most fundamental basis, which I have to admire.

He's right, whether that person is me or not, we're going to end up at the location of the turbulent space-time stream.

The reason is simple, the man who traveled through time and space did not succeed in changing the past. The road ahead of us is inevitable.

After understanding this, Yang Xiaoqi and I continued to set off, and I believe that as long as we get to that place, all the secrets will be solved.

The eerie silence in the jungle seemed to indicate that the place was full of murderous motives, and we walked cautiously along the way, without stopping at anything except to grab a bite to eat. Yang Xiaoqi constantly corrected the direction we had taken, which saved us from many detours.

Finally, before dark, we came to the location of the yin-yang fish.

Strangely, I saw traces of human construction in this place, and although it was not dilapidated, it was different from other jungle places at a glance.

It was a stone wall submerged in the bushes, only about half a man high, covered with moss, like a natural stone. But we know that it is not a naturally occurring stone, because it is too regular, only the kind that humans have repaired.

"There should have been a human civilization here." Yang Xiaoqi said as he slammed his dagger against the wall.

I agree with him, "Feijing told me that in the ancient books of the Nine Great Families, it was mentioned that the Yellow Emperor in front of him once sent troops to guard this Yin Yang Island. Do you think this will be the place where our ancestors stationed their troops back then? ”。

He shook his head and said he didn't know.

As we continued to go deeper into the vicinity of the Yin-Yang Fish, we found some scattered buildings, all of which were simple things with no value.

It was getting dark, and the temperature around me was dropping. I even felt a chill like my teeth chattering.

Yang Xiaoqi is no better than me, he looked at the busy forest everywhere and sighed: "Forget it, we can't leave tonight, we have to wait until dawn tomorrow to find that place." ”。

I nodded in agreement with what he said. While we can ignore the cold, we can't ignore the darkness everywhere. God knows where those scaly things with their faces will hide.

The two of us discussed it and found a slightly more open area to set up camp.

After setting up the tent, I lit some dry firewood everywhere to make a fire, threw the cans of the tin box into the fire to heat it, and after eating enough, I used the box to boil some hot water, and then I changed my mind from the cold just now.

In fact, it was already late at night, and if we had set up camp before dark, we would not have frozen.

Yang Xiaoqi held the hot water boiled out of the canned food box and kept sending it to his mouth, he said: "This forest is very strange, have you noticed that the temperature during the day is almost in contrast to the night. The temperature difference between day and night is larger than that of the desert. ”。

"We'll move the fire a little bit later, and move the tent to the area where it's been roasted, so that we can sleep warmer at night." I said, roasting my hands.

Yang Xiaoqi gave me an appreciative look and said it was a good idea.

"Do you think we're going to encounter those monsters again tonight?" I looked at the darkness around and said to Yang Xiaoqi worriedly.

He frowned and said, "Probably not, weren't we safe and sound last night?"

I said yesterday was outside the woods, can you compare it to now?

"How can we prevent this?" I asked him.

"Nope. If those things really harm us, we can't even deal with them individually, and we can only let others slaughter them. However, this forest is so big, I don't believe that such a coincidence could happen. Rather than worrying about this, we should discuss how we should go tomorrow," he said, and lit a cigarette.

"You said that the place where this Yin Yang Fish is likely to be the location of the turbulence of time and space, since we have already come, don't you have a powerful plan?" I asked.

Yang Xiaoqi said: "The key is that we have too little information. It's the same everywhere here, and there's not even a place to start. ”。

He's right, we really don't have enough information, and it's not easy to find that place.

I thought about it for a while, carefully recalling all the things that Feijing had told me about Yinyang Island, hoping to find something valuable.

"You say, where would that other one be now? What are you doing? Yang Xiaoqi said suddenly.

I was dumbfounded by his question, staring at him, not knowing what he meant.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he continued, "I'm thinking, if that person is really you, then why has he been avoiding you and me all the time?" Don't you think it's weird? ”。

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then said to me, "I don't know if I'm right. That person may have traveled through time and space, but it's hard to know who it is. Maybe it's the organizations that we've been working against all the time. ”。

Could it be that my previous guess was completely wrong? That person wasn't me at all. Thinking of this, I took out my backpack and wanted to take out the photos inside to compare with the camera, but I was surprised to find that the camera and photos in the backpack were missing.

How is this possible? It was packed in a backpack at first. I hurriedly rummaged through my body, even Yang Xiaoqi's backpack, but I just didn't find it.

"Looking for what?" Yang Xiaoqi asked me.

"The camera, my camera and the photos are gone. It was in the backpack in the first place, which is strange. "I didn't want to rummage through it.

"Don't look for it," Yang Xiaoqi suddenly said to me, "Now I can be sure that that person is really not you." It's possible that your backpack has been replaced. Do you see if there's anything in the bag that doesn't belong to you? He reminded me.

I suddenly felt a thrill, and then I remembered that when I first encountered those things, I fell to the ground, grabbed a backpack and walked away as I ran, not noticing whether it was my own or not.

After being reminded by Yang Xiaoqi, I immediately reacted and poured out the contents of the backpack, and found that this was actually Feijing's backpack.

In addition to a few sigils, there were other things he used to hunt ghosts, one of which was the roll of blood silk I had seen.

I remember. In order to fight better, I threw my backpack on the ground, but I didn't expect it to be picked up in a panic.

"Your bag is likely to fall into the hands of the Yellow River Ghost Cliff." Yang Xiaoqi said.

"Who do you think that person will be?" I asked him.

"First of all, it's not a flying scope. Because the flying mirror is different from you in terms of back and appearance. Let's not talk about this for a while, let's see if there is a map in the Flying Scope Bag? Maybe it will help us" Yang Xiaoqi knew the key point of the matter, and did not dwell with me on the problem of the Yellow River Ghost Cliff.

The two of us started rummaging through the contents of the Mirror Backpack, bits and pieces, but nothing of value to us. I didn't find a map when I searched around, but a compass inside caught my attention.

"Does Feijing still know Feng Shui?" I took out the compass and interrogated Yang Xiaoqi.

Yang Xiaoqi looked at the constantly shaking compass pointer, frowned and said, "This is a bearded thing, not a flying mirror." ”。

I'm even weirder. Why did the bearded thing come back into the hands of the flying mirror?

Yang Xiaoqi's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said to me slowly: "I told you at the beginning that after we came back from Yingloulan, Hu Zi once said that he wanted to wash his hands in the golden basin and quit the industry of touching the golden captain. In order to show that what he said was true, he handed over the compass he used to find the dragon and explore the cave to Feijing for safekeeping. I didn't expect this Taoist priest to wear it all the time. ”。

As he spoke, he picked up the compass as if he were nostalgic for his old friend. Speaking of beards, I don't feel good in my heart, I didn't expect such a powerful person to be dropped so easily. Even now life and death are unknown.

glanced at Yang Xiaoqi, his eyes were staring at the fire and he was silent, as if he was recalling the past, and his eyes were even darker.

He once told me that he knew Hu Zi and Wu Kai when he was a policeman in Qingyang Town, and it has been nearly ten years now. It's been ten years, and the relationship must be very deep.

First, Wu Kai died in Yingloulan, and now Hu Zi's life and death are unknown, and he is likely to have suffered a poisonous hand. The friends who have known him for so long have died one after another, how can he not feel sad in his heart.

It can be seen that he has been deliberately trying to escape the shadow brought by the death of those companions. I have to admit that he is strong enough. Because since I knew him, this man has never shown even the slightest bit of sadness.

He was so sane all the time, even overly sober.

Now I realize that the Yang Xiaoqi in the necromantic file no longer exists, he has left me, from my readers, and will never come back!

I looked at Yang Xiaoqi now.

He just watched the fire quietly, without any movement, as if a bored person was in a daze. But I know that he is actually very sad in his heart, not because he didn't hide it well, but because of this moment, I suddenly really got to know him.

"What does it mean that the hands in the compass are constantly shaking?" To divert attention, I pointed to the compass in his hand and interrogated.

"Oh. It should indicate that this place has a good dragon vein of feng shui. He said nonchalantly. ，

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"To put it simply, there are tombs nearby." After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up at me and said, "Tomb." Yes, there are tombs here! ”。