I heard Shen Dali's reminder, my whole heart hung up, and I hurriedly raised my flashlight to look up, but I didn't find anything unusual, and I didn't even hear any abnormal sound.

No, if nothing happened, Shen Dali would not be so surprised, he must have found something.

I was about to ask him, but suddenly I made a new discovery: the dome was getting closer and closer to us.

Originally, the dome should have been about ten meters high from the ground, but at this time, it is estimated that only about five meters remained. Although the dome was descending very slowly, at this point I was able to confirm that it was indeed moving.

This discovery made me feel threatened, and I hurriedly called for everyone to retreat.

But what I didn't expect was that before I could shout a word, the dome suddenly "buzzed" and fell, extremely fast and vigorous, not giving us any chance to escape at all.

Oops, I didn't pay attention for a while, and I actually ignored such a serious problem.

Now that I knew I couldn't escape, I could only close my eyes and wait for death.

I didn't expect that I would die in this place. Master Zhao, you don't have to feel lonely anymore, we are here to accompany you.

For a split second, I felt a tremendous force press on top of my head, causing me to fall down. Then, my body lost all sensation, and all I could see was a very harsh buzzing sound in my ears, and the beam of the flashlight had disappeared at some point, and all I could see was endless darkness.

After some time, I began to feel like I was in the middle of a cold lake, and the buzzing in my ears had disappeared and was replaced by a "coo-dong" sound.

Instinctively, I waved my arms and kicked my legs upwards with all my might, when I suddenly heard a "bang", my eyes lit up, and I was finally able to breathe again.

Looking around again, I was stunned, my eyes widened and my mouth opened wide, and I poured my stomach into the cold lake water.

What appeared in front of me at this time was all ink landscapes, and they were three-dimensional, and it looked as if I was only in an ink painting.

I could see the smoke, the ripples on the surface of the lake were circles of black lines, the mountains near and far seemed to be pierced by ink, and I could see a few abstract black and white geese flying silently in the air......

Is this what is the place where a person goes after death?

I felt incredible, I was amazed, but anyway, I didn't want to just soak in the lake because it was so cold.

The shore was not far from me, and I climbed to the shore after a few swims. I gasped for air, poured out the water that had entered my ears, looked down at my body, and was horrified to find that my body was also made of ink lines, very simple, and only black and white.

Before I could be shocked, I heard the sound of "banging" water behind me one after another, so I hurriedly turned my head to look back, and actually saw several black human heads emerging from the lake, which startled me a lot.

After taking a closer look, I recognized that those heads were Shen Dali, Leng Yue and others.

They were all shocked to see such a strange scene, but after all, they were not people who had never seen the world, had not experienced life and death, and when they saw me squatting on the shore, they all quickly regained their composure and swam towards me one after another.

After everyone had come ashore, I counted the number of people and made sure that everyone was there, and then I was relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhang Yi asked me in a panic: "Old Five, we won't really die, right, what kind of place is this?" ”

I smiled wryly and said, "I really don't know if we live or die, but I guess we may be in ink landscape painting." Remember the sentence written on the stone gate? ”

Zhang Yi frowned and asked, "Which one?" ”

This guy's memory is too bad, there is only one sentence on the second stone door, and he actually asked me which one.

Mr. Cui said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I was drunk last night and fell into the ink landscape. ”

Zhang Yi was stunned when he heard this, and said with a little doubt: "This is written on the wall next to the door, and he asked about the sentence on the door." ”

I coughed awkwardly and said, "That's right, that's it." ”

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes at me and didn't say anything more.

I was very unhappy in my heart, and thought to myself: What is this like, you kid is still in the mood to roll my eyes?

As we spoke, we didn't even notice that everything was changing at a rapid pace. When I noticed that the scenery around me had become more colorful, no longer like an ink painting, but a normal landscape, flowers, plants, birds, and insects, I was shocked again.

If I had been going through all this alone, I would have thought it was all my hallucination.

But so many of us are in this and see the same scene, which is very unusual. Could it be that all of us are hallucinating and experiencing the same hallucination scenes? That's!

"What's next?" The GI asked suddenly.

I thought for a moment and replied, "No matter what happens here, I always think that we must be trapped in the ink landscape paintings of that hall. It's hard to accept, but there's no way, we have to face it. Now there is only one goal, to find a way to get out of the painting. ”

The soldier exclaimed, "In the painting? I don't think anything here can be real anymore, how can it be drawn? ”

As if to confirm his words, he stooped down and plucked a weed from the ground and handed it to me.

I took the weed and rubbed it, and it really felt very real to the touch, and it really didn't look like a fake.

So if all of this is true, what about what we saw when we first got here?

Mr. Cui took a deep breath on the side, and said with a solemn expression: "If we continue to discuss this issue like this, I am afraid that we will not be able to discuss an answer in our lifetime." I think there's a road here, so let's keep walking along it and see where we go. ”

What he said was actually exactly what I was thinking, and I naturally agreed. Seeing my agreeing attitude, Shen Dali, Leng Yue and Zhang Yi did not raise any further objections. The GI has always been brainless to support Mr. Cui, so he kept his mouth shut at this time.

We straightened up a bit, wrung the water off our shirts and trousers, found our backpacks, checked the equipment inside, and began to walk down the rugged trail towards the mountain directly in front of us.

The path seemed to lead to the top of the mountain, but after bypassing a field of weeds taller than a man, we stepped down a gentle slope and instead of going uphill, we descended into the valley.

It was still a long way from the depths of the valley, and I reached out to stop everyone.

I did this because not only did I hear faint screams and cries coming from the depths of the valley, but I also smelled the foul smell wafting in the wind.