With the next narrative of the bald man, I who originally thought that my brain circuits were normal, I was also a little shocked.

The bald man who returned to this low mountain still did not find anything, he had to order the white robes to repair and wait for the dawn, and it was also the night of this day, one of the white robes suddenly said that he was dizzy, and after a short time he had severe diarrhea, until he died of blood in the stool, according to the bald man, all this happened very quickly, almost a bonfire has not yet burned the ashes, the white robe has already died.

The bald man had heard what I had said about the contagious disease of such a corpse, so he buried the corpse in a clean place at the foot of the mountain, and that night they had no one to close their eyes, and although the white-robed men did not know what was happening, it was always more or less unsettling to return to the same low ravine one after another.

At dawn, and even before dawn, the bald man made a seemingly bold but reckless decision: to cross the low hill and return in the direction of the gently sloping camp, and whatever happened, go home first.

The sky was obscured by dense trees and was a deep black, almost desperate color, with no sunlight, no moonlight, and no stars, as if dark clouds were covering the sky.

The bald man had the courage to order the white robe to raise the torch, and to try not to touch any branch as safely as possible, so as not to cause a fire, but in the end he had to bury the torches with earth, because the trees in the dense forest were getting denser and denser, and then they continued to light the torches, and before they could go out, they would be burned alive in the forest.

But the bald man did not lose his memory, and a few days ago when they had walked into the forest from the open field, it had taken less than a day to reach the foot of the low mountain, and now, until he had climbed the great tree at the risk of danger, only to find that it was already night, and the party was still in the forest and had no direction at all;

This time, he really had extreme fear in his heart, and even took advantage of the daylight of the next day, like the movement of a hook in my team, to climb the canopy more than forty meters high;

A strange scene happened that immortalized his memory, and above the canopy, where was the open land for the future? Where is the low mountain behind you? As far as the eye can see, there is only a reckless, endless dense forest, layered without bounds.

Startled, he almost fell from the canopy, wondering if he was lost again? At the same time, the canopy is too lush to shade the low hills?

This time he did not recklessly retard, but went back the way they had traveled, and this "original path" was easily recognizable, for there was no road in the dense forest, and in many places they had used stone axes to dig small trees and artemisia grass;

But not long after walking along the same road, the bald man was dumbfounded, and he realized: himself, and the eight or nine people around him, may really never be able to return to the gentle slope station, they have hit the evil!

There were no more low hills in front of them, no graves left behind by their comrades whom they had buried the night before, and in front of them was a ravine, a ravine that surrounded them so much that it was impossible to cross to the opposite side, and even if they had jumped over, the other side of the ravine was still a reckless jungle;

The canyon was extremely deep, and compared with it, the small canyon next to the "paradise" was a low mud ditch, and the bald man tried several times, but finally gave up the possibility of crossing the canyon, and at the bottom of the canyon was a river, a river he had never seen before, a river that kept steaming upwards;

This sudden change made the bald man unusually calm, and he told everyone in the team about all the strange things he had encountered in the past few days, hoping that everyone would brainstorm and find a way to live;

What he got back was that the white-robed man quickly threw away his spear and bow and arrow, and bowed in all directions, but each other's mouths were unusually neat, all praying to the wood god for their safety.

The bald man doesn't believe in God, he may not even believe in me, he is a person who only believes in himself, and of course, he may also trust Huya, as he himself said, Huya is also his faith.

I listened to the bald man's babbling to me for more than an hour, and saw that his expression was not at all like he was making up, fabricating, deceiving, and concealing, but it was more like a real thing:

"And how did you get here?" , I interrupted the bald man and asked;

"Don't worry, listen to me";

He picked up a jug of water behind the white robe and took two sips: "By the way, do you still have enough water?" It's been a few days, I didn't dare to draw any more water here, all I drank was rain, dew and urine, would you like to taste it? ”

He still looked at me with a wicked smile, but looking at his chapped lips, I could even clearly smell the foul smell of the jug in his hand, he didn't lie to me, it was really excrement.

I was immediately alarmed, this grandson must have been cornered to do this;

"Hook, count the number of people, let everyone gather within my field of vision; Huya, you bring the water", I yelled a few words behind me;

As soon as the bald man saw the tiger, he quickly put down the urine jar in his hand and wiped his mouth, revealing a mysterious smile, although this smile was wrapped in thick black mud, but the set of small white teeth just showed the slightly upturned corners of the mouth.

His smile seemed to tell me that this grandson was just blinding me, but nothing had happened;

"Don't be cheap, hurry up, what's next?";

"What's next? Next, Lao Tzu walked around the edge of the canyon! A fool would go back into the dead man's forest, but guess what? ”；

The bald man paused, took the jug handed over by Huya and took a sip of water, he seemed to be deliberately saving water;

"And guess what? We walked for a day and a night, but we were blocked by a large pool of white smoke, but this time it was good, there was no way to go left and right, so we had to push back";

"Big waterhole? Why don't you swim over? I hurriedly asked;

"Swim? How to swim? The pool was boiling hot, and it was slanting down the canyon, and the current was so fast that I didn't even know where it came from, and it was like it came out of the ground, and it was a big one! ”

"And then?";

And then ...... Then we tried to go back, but I was hit by a large broken rock and broke my foot, and they were sorry to carry me, otherwise ......";

He seemed to look at the tiger girl with slightly sad eyes, as if to say, "If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have seen you, my tiger girl!" ”

Huya didn't pay attention to him, didn't even look at him, just stood quietly beside me;

"Seriously?" I asked as I looked at the pair of feet that were also covered with mud, but found nothing unusual;

"It's not here", he said, pointing to his swollen ankle: "It hurts here, it hurts when it lands";

I thought to myself that this was serious enough, but I didn't think it was right, and asked, "How can a person of your size see a big rock?" ”

"You don't know, that big broken stone is stuck in the mud, and you can't see it without stepping up! And, Shanna, you'll have to look at this, and if it doesn't work, I'll give it to ......."; He looked at Huya;

As he spoke, the bald man took something from a jar on the back of his white robe.

It was a crystal, but it didn't have the temperature of a crystal, it was cold and permeable;

It seemed to be a gem, but it was not as clear as a gem, warm as jade;

If I had to determine what this palm-sized, black-brown transparent thing was, I'd rather believe it was a piece of amber!

Because, in the midst of this transparent thing, there was a pebble that seemed to have been carved by someone, but unfortunately, the light was too dim for me to see what was engraved on the little stone;

"Where did you find this?" I stared closely into the bald man's eyes and watched all his reactions;

"Hey! What are you staring at, this thing is the eyes of that big stone, and Lao Tzu finally picked it off! The bald man was a little uncomfortable;

I took a few more steps, looking at the transparent object the size of a palm in my hand by the glimmer of light scattered from the dense forest.

With the intrusion of light, the transparent material changed color, turning from black-brown to blood-red, and at the same time, I found that the stone hidden inside was also faintly visible:

I stared hard at the moment, not missing any moment when I could read the words clearly, and finally, the light suddenly became a little stronger, and five small characters carved by sharp objects flashed into my eyes in two columns:

You're self

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