Chapter 42: The Lost Magnetic Field

The dagger fell from my hand whirling and falling downward;

I believe that in the 600 years since Galileo, Huygens, and Newton discovered gravity, I should be the only one who dares to challenge the theories of these three in practice.

Although it seems that the law of gravitation and Einstein's special theory of relativity are two contradictory disciplines, at least for now, the dagger with a crisp sound has declared the victory of the law of gravitation, and my heart has been firmly slapped on the ground;

Looking at the dagger lying on the ground, I reluctantly looked back at the low mountain behind me, the crisp sound of the dagger and the ground has ruthlessly overturned many of my previous assumptions, the magnetic field does not come from all the land under my feet, but only the low mountain that is only a few tens of meters high;

But many things in the world will always give you a head-on blow when you look forward to it, and of course, it will also bring infinite surprises in despair;

Just when I was about to bend down and pick up the dagger, I was stunned by a surprising scene: I saw that the dagger, which had turned to black ash in the dim light at the edge of the dense forest, floated slowly and slowly like a leaf floating in the water, and at first it was a little trembling, until it floated in the air about half a meter away, and it was once again suspended and still, and the handle was still pointing straight to the southeast, which was the swampy area we were heading to;

I was ecstatic to see this result, and although I still can't tell whether this magnetic field is a strong magnetic field of reaction, at least one thing I can understand is that the dagger must be pointing at the core of the magnetic field, and that core area is likely to be the source of all the strange phenomena on this land, or in other words: all the terrain changes and strange natural phenomena are likely to revolve around it, that is, if you really find it, you are likely to stand in the very center of this land. If I can let out a few puffs of wolf smoke there, I have a great chance of being seen by all my lost teammates, not to mention... There is also a "Yellow Spring Eye" that seduces me all the time, and my subconscious keeps telling me that the transparent stone with the inscription inside is probably the guiding card for the exit of this puzzle!

With such joy suppressed in my heart, I caught up with the bald and mute who had stopped in front of me, they were not waiting for me, but took down some of the improvised tools we had left in the forest last night to make water, which were just hundreds, large and small folded leaves, the bald man folded these leaves into a dozen impermeable "boxes" like origami, and buried them on top of the grass, we were lucky, there was no wind this night, and there were some water droplets accumulated under each leaf urn, It's not much, but it's safe, the miasma is so small that it's hopeless to quench our thirst with a little water, but at least it will allow us to live a few more minutes;

The three of us took turns carrying the tiger girl, and her condition was not very good, although every wound was not tight, but there were too many of them, which made her have a low-grade fever, and at the moment I could not find the slightest way to reduce her fever, even the simplest metabolism of drinking water;

Woe is not alone, what makes me helpless is not only the injury of the tiger girl, the tree carving symbol used by the bald man to guide the way actually disappeared in the evening, according to him: "These symbols carved on the ancient trees seem to have been erased out of thin air, the trees seem to be still those trees, but the symbols are gone!" ”。

I repeatedly asked him to confirm whether we were lost, whether those symbols would be on other trees around us, and because it was too late to be ignored, the answer was that he and his team had lost their way several times, so they only carved these symbols on the tallest and densest ancient tree within a few dozen paces, such a tree is very easy to identify in the woodland, and there is no mistake;

I let the mute put down the tiger and rest in place to avoid accidents, I can only pull the bald man to search for the guide symbol within the mute's visual range;

"Based on the distance you've traveled before, how far are we from the swamp where the Eye of Yellow Springs was discovered?" , I asked the bald man with a frown;

"I can't answer your question, at that time we were full of food and drink and walked very fast, and the team was polished by my own hands, without such a burden as you, according to the speed of travel at that time, it should have arrived a long time ago!" The bald man seemed a little tired, and sat crookedly beside a tree and said;

"Don't talk nonsense, get serious!" , I saw that the bald man was talking to me again, and immediately interrupted;

The bald man looked at me and laughed twice as if he was bitter and happy: "If nothing goes wrong, we could have arrived tonight, but now the situation looks like this... By the way, what about your broken knife? Isn't it signifier? ”;

The bald man looked at the dagger in my hand as if he had suddenly seen a savior, but how did he know what I was pointing at the dagger... It's just speculation, although the success rate is higher than the primitive method of "throwing shoes to show the way", but who can guarantee that this dagger will not lead us into a murderous death?

"Damn, if Lao Tzu can get out alive, he must gather everyone to burn the woods that he killed one by one! Cut off their roots! I bent down and gently put the dagger back to the ground that I had been holding in my hand, and scolded with gritting my back molars;

"Don't, you can bring whoever you like to cut down trees, but don't bring Lao Tzu or Huya, if I can get out alive... Kneel in front of your statue of the wood god for three days, and I promise to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the trees from now on, and then avoid them! The bald man muttered angrily, apparently the forest had left a huge shadow in his heart;

I shook my head helplessly, in fact, he was not the only one who saved the shadow......

The dagger did not disappoint me to levitate again, to be honest I regret a little, regret that I should have let the dagger always float in the air when I went down the mountain at noon, instead of holding it in my hand, if there was a temporary change, the dagger would be the first to react, at least this is an early warning mechanism;

But it's too late to regret these now, and I still have to pretend to be hard and deal with the bald grandson whose mouth is poorer than the old man in the city;

"Come on, come on, let you see and see the guide who is known as my four great inventions in China...", I wanted to get back to the field with two sentences, but what happened next made me swallow the word "south" in my mouth before I could say it;

Not believing my eyes, I took the dagger back in my hand, then put it back on the ground, repeating it several times...... But the result is the same!

The dagger is still the same dagger, the hovering is still the hovering of that position, and the forest is still the same forest, but the direction pointed by the handle has made a 180-degree turn, pointing straight in the direction behind us, but... That direction is where we came from!