I fired a shot at Scarface, and the trigger struck the prime spring with a "boom" sound, and the sound was very crisp, but then? And then there is no more!

Perhaps the bird had been damp with water or gunpowder when I had just fallen unconscious, and the sulphur-smelling white smoke I had expected was not visible, but only a veritable burning stick after the sound of the firing pin.

Run, this is the only way I think there is a way to live, other than that, there is nothing else, fortunately, I have trained a good body when I was in the army, and in the past few years, I have forged a completely different muscle group in the desert island and Tianmou Food, and I ran in the direction of the mountain in three steps and two steps.

Scarface was chasing me four or five meters behind me with gritted molars, and I could imagine his ferocious expression, he must have even eaten my heart alive, or rather, he wanted to eat me alive in the first place!

This run out, according to the distance of nearly two kilometers, the jungle of banyan trees has two advantages, one is that you never have to worry about getting lost, nature and God jointly determine that the gap between the banyan trees is very large, which is different from my original desert island, if on the desert island, I need to use a small axe to open the way little by little, but here there is no need at all; The second is that the banyan trees seem to be connected together by the complex roots on the ground of the banyan woods, although this makes me run a lot faster, and the same also restricts the lord behind me, and later, it is a group of lords behind me, and his partners join the team chasing me in groups of three or two, and almost take me down after a few outflankings, and the sharp javelins sweep over my head and side, so that I have to change the direction of my running frequently to avoid these things that want my life, but they are getting closer and closer to me, I could even clearly hear one of them breathing.

The slope at the foot of the mountain can be vaguely seen not far ahead, just when my lungs are about to burst open, suddenly, the footsteps chasing behind me are stunned, followed by the sound of several sharp objects cutting through the air, very sharp, I know, this may be a few javelins thrown at me, this is not a joke, you must not underestimate the ability of these natives in this regard, and then threw their bodies to the right and rolled for a few meters in a row, then turned over and picked up a javelin stuck on the ground and continued to run forward, very strange, The javelins didn't seem to be aimed at me, but a wall had been erected in my original path, and several javelins stood side by side, as if they had drawn a line for me, and it was very clear.

Although I don't understand why they stopped, I still understand the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them, so I can't just stand still and wait for them to clean me up, right? , glanced back at them, and found that they were yelling at me with their teeth and claws, I didn't understand, but even if they were yelling for me to be their golden sword, Lao Tzu would never look back, I haven't lacked my heart to this point, although I know that my heart and eyes are not very rich.

But then run into the mountains, but the more I run, the more I feel that something is not right, the banyan trees on both sides are relatively dense, and the banyan trees on the road I chose seem to automatically give way to me as if they were extraordinarily spacious, the afterglow of the eyes swept to the trees several times There seems to be something wrong, until I was sure that there was no more tracking of the savages behind me, so I stopped in front of a tree, and repeatedly observed the back and surroundings, those people had long since disappeared, and then sat down on the root veins of the tree and sat down on the tree, The mouth was snorting and panting, and in the drizzle, the gasping breath instantly turned into a white mist and dispersed.

The trunks of these trees are very thick, and it may be that the banyan trees at the foot of the mountain do not grow very tall due to the perennial wind and rain, but I found that many of them have a pattern engraved on the trunk, which looks like a leaf, and the size is uniform, and it can obviously be carved to represent this something.

The pattern grew more and more into the mountains, and the trees grew thicker and thicker, until I realized that the canopy of the trees had completely obscured all the view of the sky, when a surprising discovery appeared at a distance of twenty or thirty meters from me.

This discovery is indeed very strange, not far from the banyan tree, as if it has been hollowed out one by one, each wrapped in a tree hole, it stands to reason that in such a deep mountain and old forest, tree holes are not a rare thing, but this tree hole is every tree, like countless pairs of tree demon eyes staring at my every move.

What's even more special is that in the hollows of a few of the trees, there is something hidden, and I am sure that it is not a human being, because it is not a big thing, and even if it is a human, it is only a few children, maybe some kind of beast is sheltering from the rain?

They remained motionless and stationary until I was brave enough to get closer and realize that they were actually lifelike stone carvings that were half a man tall!

Unlike the stone figures that have been seen in parks or museums, these stone figures are depicted with clear eyebrows, quite expressive, and different expressions, and the surface of the stone is mossy and obviously has been around for some years.

Damn, where did this gobin come from? Counting them carefully, there were three of them, which happened to hold four different forks in the road in front of me.

Staring at these three people, I vaguely realized that this might be the holy place of those natives, obviously they already have a sense of faith, and the reason why they don't dare to chase me anymore is very likely to depend on the existence of these three in front of me.

After years of wind and rain, the wood has become very pale, and on this pale trunk, there are many distinctive patterns, no longer the kind of leaves seen earlier, in fact, these patterns are far more than the leaves that the leaves want to express, I can even use words to describe everything I saw on these three trees, which is very complicated.

What the hell is this? Is it a curse? Or is it a warning? I measured the risks behind this in my mind.

I had never known much about this species of natives or savages, but I did know that they did not worship gods, but had special priests or shamans for them to worship, in other words, shamans knew more than ordinary people, and even knew how to philosophize the sunset, the moon, and the rise of all things, and thus the cycle of death. Therefore, they do not offer to the gods, so the words or patterns on the stone carvings and trees in front of them are likely to be a warning from their shamans or ancestors to future generations, and they have set a boundary here, so that the children and grandchildren of these grandchildren are as far away from here as possible, which is a good illustration of this point when they just stopped in amazement.

But it seems that they are worried that I will cause them some trouble when I break in, so they are dancing at me? If this is the case, what will be in this forest?

It's not going to be a "King Kong", is it? I'm sure that now I, let alone King Kong or dinosaurs, even a wild boar, can easily kill me.