I seemed to be having a long, long dream, full of strange symbols and some horrible images. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThey're so fragmentary that I can't even see what they are.

I just think they're very familiar, a little scary to be familiar with, but there's an indescribable sense of strangeness.

I knew none of this was true, but I couldn't move, I could only stand helplessly and watch them flash, picture after picture, as if it would never stop, and I was about to collapse.

This process lasted for a long time, and when I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed in the dormitory, and at that moment, the extreme nausea and dizziness were almost life-threatening. I couldn't speak, I couldn't hear anything, I was in a vegetative state, I could only stare blankly at the ceiling, my mind blank.

The next day, my condition improved slightly, and my consciousness gradually recovered, and when I sat up, I saw Xiaolu and Brother Hao playing chess on the side. Seeing that I was awake, they immediately ran over and sat down next to me.

They looked good and kept asking me how I felt. But it was as if my throat was stuck in something, and I couldn't make any sound at all, and I gestured wildly, hoping they would understand.

After a while, they didn't react, and I realized how stupid this was, so I had to shake my head and lie down helplessly, thinking nothing of it, my head completely empty, staring at the clouds outside the window.

In the evening, I could finally speak, but my tongue wasn't very flexible, so I spoke very slowly, almost word by word, like squeezing toothpaste.

Brother Hao had already gone back, and Xiaolu said that it was the third day, and although Brother Hao woke up first, he refused to say anything, so there was no way to know how we were rescued.

"This guy is as stubborn as a stone, and he just said that someone found us outside the woods and carried us to the hospital."

This logic obviously doesn't make sense, since we are in the hospital, how can we be sent back to the dormitory, let alone how can there be a hospital here.

Xiaolu nodded approvingly and said, "There is a pharmacy, but the hospital really hasn't seen it." ”

We can't help it, since Brother Hao doesn't want to say it, then even if we kill him, we can't hear half the truth from his mouth.

I tried to get out of bed and walk, but suddenly I realized that I was very injured, with plasters and gauze all over my body, and a lot of needles and holes in my hands. I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself, if my mother saw me like this, she would go crazy.

I was relatively weak, and it took me about a week to recover from rest, but I couldn't do too strenuous exercise. During this period, a person came to give me a drip every day, and when I asked him, he never answered me, and the fawn said that he should be the guardian.

The man was probably in his fifties, with gray hair on his sideburns, very deep lines on his head, and a cleanly shaved beard on his face. Although he kept a straight face and did not speak, there was serenity in his eyes, and I could tell from the way he gave me the injection that he was gentle.

As usual, after ten o'clock, he came to fill my medicine on time. I said that I was recovering well and that he would not use it in the future, and bowed deeply to thank him. The moment he turned to go out, I was stunned.

I saw a shallow sickle-shaped scar on the back of his neck, which was exactly the same as on the corpse of Four-Eyed, and if you didn't look closely, you really couldn't see it. I poked the fawn, and he noticed the slightest strangeness, and frowned.

How could he have the same imprint as Four-Eyes, did they know each other? Or does he have some kind of close relationship with Four-Eyes?

I was immediately interested, and glanced at the fawn knowingly, hoping that he would do something, but he changed into a pestle there, like a log.

Since he came back from the dungeon, this kid's reaction seems to have slowed down, and I don't know if his brain is broken, since he doesn't go, then I'll go. I hurriedly rushed forward and asked, "What is the mark on your neck?" I think I've seen it somewhere! ”

The man stopped for a moment, his face twitching visibly, and then turned his head to look at me. His eyes were very deep and sharp, and his pupils exuded a sense of majesty that was soul-staggering. I broke out in a cold sweat as he stared at me, wondering if I had said something wrong.

I double-checked my question, it was salutation, honorific, polite, and concise, and I couldn't find any loopholes, but I didn't understand why he looked at me like that.

After a long time, he said slowly: "The mud is stuck to your shoes, you can wipe it; But if it spills on your body, can you still wipe it off? ”

With that, he smiled slightly, and then walked deeper into the hallway. I was confused and wanted to go up and continue to ask, but the fawn stopped me.

He shook his head at me and said seriously: "He actually spoke, which means that this matter is not simple, and we have to think about it in the long run." ”

Indeed, this is the first time I've heard Guardians speak, and I have the impression that they are a bunch of robots that can't speak. But now that the sun is coming out in the west, it can at least prove that the matter I asked is definitely not trivial.

I asked Xiaolu what he meant, and Xiaolu was puzzled and said, "The twisted melon is not sweet, since he doesn't say it, let's find the answer ourselves!" ”

In fact, in the past, I really couldn't figure out what these strange things had to do with Xiaolu, he seemed to be full of infinite interest in every bizarre incident, and I, as his friend, could only accompany him all day long. But after going through so much, I gradually realized that he might not only do this for himself, but also for me, a friend, and for all the people in the ghost town to get out of the sea of misery as soon as possible.

"So what do we do next?" I asked.

The fawn blinked mischievously and said ambiguously: "Guess! Then he put his hands in his pockets, whistled and went out. I was so confused by him that I had to follow.

When I got downstairs, the man had not gone far, and the fawn motioned for me to follow him, trying not to make a sound, and then walked forward with the cat bent over.

It turned out that he was trying to stalk that person!

We kept our distance from the person one after the other, because I had experience in tracking before, and this time I was a lot more professional, trying to find cover but behaving naturally, so as not to be noticed by passers-by.

The Guardian kept walking east, not noticing us. Gradually, we crossed the sports field and entered the deserted eastern border.

The eastern side of this ghost town is very large, and the roads are crisscrossed and complicated, and although we have been here many times before, we have not explored all of the area, and soon we will come to a strange place.