If it weren't for the bald man being around me, I would even think that I was in a dream, in fact, I didn't have such a dream, like a normal person, I have dreamed of another self countless times in my dreams (I didn't find out until a long, long time later, in fact, not everyone is like me, or rather, such people, in fact, there are very few).

Only this time, it was so real, so real that I didn't consciously rub my eyes.

Xu is this action is a little too eye-catching, the bald man pressed my head to the ground, I didn't say anything, just pointed in the direction of the man with a small movement, and the bald man raised his head slightly.

The head was on the ground, and the heat from the bald man's paws was transmitted through the scalp, which eased me a lot, and it was no longer the tight, fried appearance just now.

But I understand that this is not because the bald man gives me a sense of security, in fact, this grandson is very difficult to rely on anyone, including Huya, and possibly even himself.

This kind of relaxation stems from my inability to understand some things, but I subtly think that I should be able to understand, but I can't tell the reason for it, such as the wall inscriptions I saw in the "Chaos Cave", such as I can always see myself in dreams since I was a child, such as my grandmother Ge Linqing, such as everything I have experienced in the past few months.

But who is the person I just saw?

If it's just disguise, but why is it that even the height, waist circumference, and mannerisms are so similar?

Even the voice of the voice, I always felt that the voice was very familiar to me, but I couldn't remember who it was in my head over and over again, nonsense, because that voice was originally myself!

The bald man slowly lowered his head, but squinted at me with a puzzled expression, he didn't dare to open them all, too many whites of his eyes would reveal our position.

In fact, I want to say to the bald man, even if you open all your eyes, in fact, the pair of mouse eyes are not that big, and the possibility of exposure is actually not high.

The two men retreated back into the bushes along the way they came, and the other five men were very vigilant and pointed their spears and crossbows at us, until they could see their figures, and then slowly put them down.

"Thirty or so, I see the rebels of the Bloodline," the bald man whispered.

"You mean the fat woman? What else do you see? I asked, in fact, I have also seen that fat woman, do you remember? Seven or eight years ago, when I first went to sea without heart, I met the Huya tribe by chance, and it was this fat woman who killed the old sorcerer of the blood clan with Scarface.

"It's gone, what's the matter, there's still your old friend in it? No way, you've only been with us for a few days? If you want to be cooked, Lao Tzu is much more familiar than you, I have stolen each of them", the bald man squinted at the mouse eyes and pulled his skin.

"Get out, I don't have time to be poor with you, do you see any weird people?" , I asked in a low voice.

The bald man nodded slightly: "There are weirdness." ”

I hurriedly asked, "You saw it too?" ”

"Well, judging by the equipment, there are a few microrepeaters in them, they shouldn't have this", the bald man fell silent again, or rather, he was dodging a question, but it was clear that it couldn't be avoided.

The lightest of this situation is that the Qi people stole the equipment in the weapon cave, that is, there are other people in the tribe who are their internal responses.

But if you think about it more seriously......

If, I mean, someone colluded with them a long time ago to not only pass on the repeater technique, but even agreed to use the tattoo as bait to lure us into ambush, that's what I'm afraid of, and of course, the two people who are most likely to do this, I don't want to mention them, because I used to trust those two people so much.

"You see clearly that it's our micro-crossbow?" , I asked.

"Nonsense, although I have small eyes, but a woman within a thousand steps has lost a strand of hair, and Lao Tzu can see it clearly", the bald man paused, looked at the second girl not far away and said: "Believe it or not, I can still judge the size of that woman's ass by a hair." ”

I was in a bad mood to talk to him, and asked, "Let me ask you again, do you see that there is a person in their team who looks very similar to our tribe?" ”

"No, I haven't seen a few of your new recruits, what did you just see?" , the bald man shook his head and said.

Could it be that I was too nervous and misunderstood? Or did the bald man look at it when he had no longer an angle to observe?

Seeing that I didn't move, he touched me with his arm: "Don't hide anything from me, the bald master has experienced a lot of things, maybe the things you have seen are not uncommon to us." ”

The bald man's words reminded me of what he had told me on the cliff the other day, especially the sentence "As long as you step into the Dryad Forest, no matter who you see, you can't believe it", but he was referring to the situation I had just seen.

I couldn't make up my mind and asked, "Did you just see, did you see that there is a person in their team who looks exactly like me?" ”

The bald man furrowed his only few eyebrows when he heard this, he thought for a long time, which was obviously different from all the smoothness of our previous communication just now, and then he asked, "Did you see a person in a black robe?" ”

I struggled to recall the man's outfit and said, "No, it's someone in gray overalls like me, not black." ”

The bald man sighed, "I did see a man in black who looked like you in that damn place, but I'm not sure if it was a dream, because when I woke up, I was still sleeping in the camp. ”

"What do you mean?"

He frowned: "I can't explain it for a while, to put it simply, I may have gone to pee, and I saw a person in black who looked like you, and I wanted to follow, and then I woke up from my dream, and when I woke up, I was still sleeping in the same place." ”

"So you think it was a dream?" , I asked.

"So it must not be a dream, you know, Lao Tzu slept and turned over, how could he sleep in place?" , He paused, squinted his eyes and said: "There is only one possibility, Lao Tzu fell for someone else's trick and fainted." ”