I didn't know what to do all of a sudden, the muscles of my whole body were tense, and I was thinking about touching it with my hands to see if it was Lao Liu. Or did I turn around and walk back, act like nothing had happened, and go back to playing with urine and mud.

The feeling now makes me cry and laugh, thinking, whether it is Lao Liu Tou or not, I have to face it bravely, at this time, I have no other choice but to face it, fear and making excuses are clearly the manifestations of waiting for death.

I was ruthless, gritted my teeth, and pointed to the position where the old Liu Tou was speaking on the side, picked up the torch in my hand and hit it. But I didn't hit anything, I took another step in his direction, and with another blow, the torch was still only air.

I immediately squatted down and asked to the side, "Old Liu, are you still there?" ”

After waiting for a long time and seeing no more answers, I immediately determined that this was not Lao Liu, nor was it something physical, but an angry ghost. As for what they can talk about, I don't want to think about it anymore, because I've realized how terrible it is. It must be trying to take me somewhere, to keep me in the trap.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong, I was already in their trap, why should I be brought into another trap? Isn't where I am the final place they want to lure me to? And where are they going now?

A series of questions surrounded my brain, and for a while my brain seemed to explode, and all calm thinking and calm mind were left behind. I began to feel a headache, I began to be reluctant to think about it, and the more I thought about it, the more strange I felt, and this strange feeling was simply unimaginable to ordinary people.

If it wasn't me who had just experienced this, but an ordinary person, then I have every reason to believe that he would have been scared to death at least a hundred times.

I suddenly felt as if I had been tricked again, these ghosts who had died in vain just wanted to see me as I was, wanted me to give up on myself, wanted me to give up the idea of escaping from here. They weren't trying to lure me somewhere else, they were trying to make me panic and find no way out.

"Oops!" I immediately slapped myself and scolded secretly: "Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, you are so uncalm, their purpose is so obvious, you don't even notice it in the slightest." ”

I really feel guilty about my actions now because I realized the true purpose of those voices. The purpose of their sound was not to let me continue digging into the dirt, but I fell into the trap again and left the place I had just taken.

I immediately calmed down and told myself to be calm, to be calm, not to fall into the trap again, maybe that piece of dirt just now is the way to crack here. I have to go back, I have to find the piece of dirt.

As I walked back, I counted the number of steps I had taken, but when I thought I had walked to the place, I squatted down and touched the soil under my feet, and it was all dry clods, not where I had just peeed. I immediately began to recall and think about the distance and number of steps of each step, but no matter how I calculated, the result was where I am now. In other words, I should have walked through here, and then I walked back the same way, the same number of steps, but the truth is, this is not where I was just now.

In this case, there are only two possibilities, one is that I miscalculated, so the current position is not the position just now. The other is a terrible answer, I was right, and I went back here, but the soil here moved, and the original piece of soil changed its position.

But no matter how much I tried to convince myself, I couldn't believe either of these arguments, because I was pretty sure that nothing had changed under my feet, and I firmly believed that my ability to calculate would not be wrong. Unless, of course, unless it's ......, I immediately thought of a possibility that could be wrong, that is, when I followed the voice, I didn't take a straight road, maybe at some point when I spoke, I unconsciously turned around.

If this is the case, no matter how clever the calculation power is, it will not be able to regain the original position by calculating the pace. I don't know if it's right to think so, but this is the only explanation I can accept, so I hurriedly dug a hole in the ground with a torch to test the like, "What are you doing?" Are you still paying attention to me?

But I chiseled several times, but I didn't hear any reaction. It seems that I am really in the wrong position, and the soil layer in this position is not important, and it does not cause the sound just now. So it means that this is not what they are concerned about, and it will not help me.

It seems that I have to find the location just now, otherwise I am really easy to be trapped in this space, but I don't know how to calculate it now, and it is not easy to find the location of the pit just dug in the dark unknown space, which is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

I had been thinking about how to get back to where I was, and all of a sudden, it occurred to me that I still had urine left in that position, and it was still hot urine, which had a certain taste. It's been a while now, but there should still be some flavor.

I immediately squatted and began to smell everywhere, like a police dog, searching around for the murder weapon. After a period of careful sniffing, I finally found the urine, which was about four or five meters away from the position I had just calculated, and it seemed that it was really a detour to follow the sound.

After finding my own urine, I really had a feeling of overjoy, I think that in this world, there is no one like me, in order to find my own urine, I can smell like a dog on the ground, and I will be so happy when I find it, which is much happier than finding the lost money.

I didn't care about cleaning it anymore, so I quickly reached out and dug up the mud that was already wet, and the clod was really soaked in my urine, and it was no longer so hard, and with the soil taken out, there was still a little temperature. I've never played with mud since I was a child, and this time, I know the way, and I always say that children are old people who pee and play with mud, so it feels so cool.

After digging down for a while, as my hands were about to take out another handful of dirt inside, my fingers immediately felt that there was a hard object underneath, but not the hardness of the earth. I immediately threw the mud aside from my hand and tapped my fingers on the hard object, which made a sound of wood.

A sense of joy came over me, and I was now sure that I was still in the wooden building, and that I had not been lured away by the angry ghosts.

While I was still basking in joy, all of a sudden, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I felt a strong force pressing down on my shoulder, as if it were about to push me to the ground—

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