Chapter 910: Countdown to Despair (Part I)
Ignoring the fear in his heart, he desperately tried to find a place to hide.
At this moment, a shout came from the thick fog, which made him let go of his heart, which had been raised to his throat.
"Zhou Xiang, where are you?" In the distance, there were the shouts of Qiu Mu and the gaffer Gao Wei.
The photographer felt that his whole body had lost his strength, and he collapsed and fainted to the ground.
When I met with three groups of nine people at the North Temple, the photographer was carried back by the gaffer and Qiu Mu, and there was no sign of sobriety at all.
"What's wrong with him?" I asked.
Qiu Mu was a little distressed, "The ghost only knew that he was walking well in the forest, but for some reason it was foggy." Zhou Xiang suddenly shouted the names of the two of us like a ghost, but we were obviously not far behind him. Call him hard, and he doesn't seem to hear. Before we could go, he had already run away and quickly disappeared into the fog. After waiting for half an hour to find him by chance, the guy had passed out. ”
"You're experiencing fog too?" I frowned.
"Yes, that fog is a bit evil, almost to the point where you can't see your fingers." The gaffer grumbled.
Gao Shan immediately said, "Our team also encountered fog, and there was really no way to go far, and we wanted to retreat and accidentally lost our way." He took out the compass, but in the mist, the compass was completely out of order, and it kept spinning like a merry-go-round. We walked around and turned back to where we started. ”
"It's a similar situation with my team." I hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the information I had gathered about the fog: "I felt strange when I first encountered the fog, and when I came out, I went in again. I found that the GPS didn't work properly in the fog, and the satellite phone I brought with me couldn't be used long after I entered the village. ”
"What the hell is this fog? Cloud? The goose plucked and asked.
"It shouldn't be clouds, the altitude here is only a few hundred meters above sea level, how can there be clouds on the ridge. As far as I know, the mountain has to be more than three thousand meters high to hold the clouds out. I shook my head, "And if you look closely, where is the fog in the mountains?" ”
Everyone listened to my words and looked towards the place where they had encountered the fog. The sun shone brightly on the earth, and the ridges in front of me were bright, and you could see the dense woods and grassy slopes. Everything was clear at a glance, and there was not the slightest trace of the fog.
"Really! Where the hell did that fog go? Yan Guo plucked his feathers and said in surprise.
"This fog is very strange, and the three of us walked to the north, west, and east, but we all encountered it without exception. You know, the area we're searching for is a fan. "I analyzed it in a slow tone," and although the formation of fog is diverse, it should not be possible to naturally form an evenly distributed fan-shaped space. That's the weirdest thing about me! ”
"Is it artificial?" Qiu Mu felt more and more that organizing this event was a mistake, and the slightest careless negligence would put his own life into it.
"Artificially caused such a large concentration, such a large area of fog. I guess the power of the state will be used. I shook my head again.
"Why don't we go in and have a look?" Takayama suggested, "From this vantage point, you can't see any fog. The fog certainly won't go away all of a sudden, maybe it's just going to dissipate right now! ”
"Okay." I don't think it's likely, but it's good to have hope.
Putting the photographer in a safe place, a group of 8 of us randomly chose a direction and walked slowly towards the forest. About ten minutes later, he encountered a dense white mist without any suspense, and had to retreat back in despair.
"I'm getting more and more confused." The flowing water, who has always been very silent, buckled his head hard, and his face was pale.
My face was also very bad, and a thought suddenly flashed in my heart: "It's not good, won't our way out of Yinshan Village also be blocked by a thick fog, right?" ”
Everyone's hearts trembled.
"It shouldn't be that cruel." The goose plucked her lips and said tremblingly. This woman has changed from a hippie smile a few days ago to a crying face all day long, and the change is obvious to all. The environment can really change a person's mood and even personality.
The photographer still didn't come to his senses, and the men in the team took turns to move him back to the tent and set him up. Then everyone quickened their pace and came to the West Temple in Yinshan Village, which was the only way out of the mountain. Taking a deep breath, we followed one by one, following each other and walking outward. After walking for more than ten minutes, the thick fog cut off the view. The road is hidden in the rolling mist, and it is impossible to find the north, south, east, and west.
"Look at the compass." Takayama pulled out his compass. Sure enough, as soon as they entered the fog, the sealed hands began to gurgle and spin, and the speed made people dizzy.
I also took out the GPS, "My GPS is very professional, but I can't find a single satellite here." And as long as it is within the scope of Yinshan Village, it cannot be used inexplicably. The satellite phone that I brought is also useless! There is no way to judge the direction due to the fog, and I am afraid that I will only circle around the place and eventually return to the village. ”
"You mean, we're completely trapped in this hellish place in Yinshan Village?" The goose plucked its feathers and sat down on the ground.
"Perhaps, it really is." I nodded helplessly.
There is a sense of powerlessness in everyone's heart. Having lost his food, Sanglin, the only key person who has the potential to solve the curse, has run away again, and is now trapped in this uninhabited village by an inexplicable mist. It's so bad that it couldn't be worse.
Everyone was terrified, and they returned to the camp step by step like a walking corpse.
"Could that mist be part of the curse?" Qingyin Water Drop rarely spoke, "It trapped us one by one in order to kill us one by one, and didn't let us leave." ”
"If that's the case, one thing is completely certain." I smiled bitterly, "All of us, unmistakably cursed." ”
"The only way now is to dig out the porridge first. I couldn't find him, so I had to wait for death. Takayama viciously slashed at a nearby stone with the mountain opener in his hand, and the crisp sound of metal clashing echoed all around, and the sparks that burst out flashed away.
By the time everyone silently returned to the camp, photographer Zhou Xiang had already sobered up.
"When did you wake up?" Gao Wei, a gaffer who slept in the same tent as him, asked listlessly.
"I just woke up." Under our questioning, he told in detail about the terrifying things he encountered not long ago, and when we were not surprised, Zhou Xiang's eyes stayed on Qiu Mu's body.
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