Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Fawn's Head

"Fawn...... Uncle Li ...... "I kept shouting and looking around, but I couldn't hear anything but my own echo. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I shouted several times in a row, but no one answered, and I became more and more worried, and if they really had an accident, I would blame myself for the rest of my life.

It's not a way to call them by name like this, I looked at those tulou, and I couldn't help but feel a little helpless, but I still found them one by one.

The door beam of the tulou was very low, and it was all pitch black inside, and I had to bend down to get in and check the inside.

As soon as I put my head in, an extremely strong smell came to my nose, which made me subconsciously retreat, and my head slammed against the door, and my tears flowed from the pain.

I covered my head and stood still again, and watched with a flashlight.

At first glance, the interior of the tulou is very simple, without any structure, and is surrounded by walls, but when I looked closely, I found dozens of short sticks hanging from the top of my head, and the surface was black, like a small piece of burnt sausage.

What the hell is this thing? I stood on tiptoe curiously, trying to get a closer look, but they were too tall for me to see, so I had to give up.

I found a few more earthen buildings, and like the previous ones, they were empty, only those things hung on the top, and I felt more and more strange, as for this kind of thing, as for building a large area of earth buildings, it was too much of a fuss.

Looking all the way, I didn't find the shadow of the fawn, but was dizzy and dazed by the stench.

Now, the only way they could go was the gap in the stone wall, and I waded cautiously to it.

The gap was large enough for several people to pass side by side, and the crack on the section was still new, it should have just been chiseled out, and it must have been made by the fawn, and it was very likely that he was in some danger at that time, and had to find another way to escape from here.

But why didn't he untie the rope and float up?

I immediately thought of the possibility that he had no chance of untying the rope at all, or that the danger was overhead!

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little scared, because the danger that the fawn encountered must be extraordinary, otherwise it would be impossible for him to escape with his skills, and smashing the wall was just a last resort.

In any case, this place should not be stayed for long, since the fawn is difficult to deal with, I will not stay here and wait for death.

I looked into the cave with my flashlight, but I couldn't see anything but the sound of ticking water, only the howling of the wind.

For the sake of prudence, I tied a heavy object to one end of the rope and threw it in, trying to test how deep it was, and when the rope I put down was used up, there was no sign of bottoming, and the whole rope was very tight, and it was swayed from side to side by the wind.

I couldn't help but get nervous, you know, this rope is more than 20 meters long, if the water is poured below, it's okay, if there is any hard bulge, it's strange that they don't break their bones!

I pulled the rope up little by little, and the anxiety in my heart kept getting worse, such a big whirlpool swept people in, and it was so deep underneath, even if I could do light work, I might not be able to escape, not to mention that they had both been injured before.

At this moment, I suddenly smelled a hint of blood, which was faint at first, and as the rope continued to be pulled out, the smell became stronger and stronger, making people feel like they were in a slaughterhouse.

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, although the water on my body had not completely dried up, I could clearly feel that I was in a cold sweat again.

Eventually, knots began to appear on the rope, a sign that it was about to be pulled, and I simply pulled hard and hard, and the weight at the other end was thrown out.

The first thing I saw was a red mass flying before my eyes, and the next moment it fell into the water, splashing wildly, and between the splashes I saw a bloody head lying on the ground, oozing blood staining the water red.

I was immediately scared silly, I couldn't believe my eyes at all, my whole body was full of blood, my ears were hot, my breathing was very short, and I felt like my heart was about to jump out!

What the hell is going on, there is a heavy object tied to it just now, why is it a human head that is pulled up, and it looks like this person has just died?!

I couldn't explain what was in front of me, so I froze in place for half a minute, and then realized that I couldn't panic at this point, so I quickly adjusted my breathing and tried to calm myself down.

The skull was still bleeding, and I stepped forward and turned him face up, trying to see what it looked like.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it almost didn't force my bile out - this is clearly the head of a fawn!!

I'm confused! Completely confused!

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No, it won't! I took a deep breath, and said that this must be an illusion, so I pumped my mouth a few times, rubbed my eyes, and looked down again, I couldn't help but tremble, if it weren't for the fawn, I would have eaten it!

For a moment, my skull felt like it was exploding, and I couldn't think about it anymore, I just felt like the sky was falling, and if it weren't for the cold lake water that made me a little sober, I might have really thought I was dreaming.

The fawn is dead?! I asked myself this question over and over again in my mind. How could this grandson die before me, although he often told me that people should have the mental attitude of "living towards death", but they can't die without saying a word.

My head was a mess and I didn't know what to do now.

Do I have to move on, at least Uncle Li may still be alive, but even if we find him, we may not be able to get out, rather than being hit again, I might as well lie here and wait for death!

I don't know why, without the fawn, my whole person seems to be slacking off, completely losing the motivation to move forward, maybe I'm too sad, or maybe I'm unwilling to accept this fact.

Before, my tireless search for the truth was all because Xiaolu, probably assimilated by his spirit of adventure, and now that he is dead, I have to reflect on what my purpose here is.

It all seemed to have nothing to do with me, but from everyone's mouth, I could vaguely sense that things might not be as simple as they imagined.

The more they wouldn't let me get closer, the more curious I became; The more they didn't want me to know, the more I tried to find out.

I don't know what's the point of doing this, but I've heard this sentence in my dreams more than once: This is your fate!

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of splashing water behind me, and I looked back absentmindedly, and I was startled for a moment.

I saw the head of the fawn standing in the water, and its eyes were wide open, looking at me with a smile instead of a smile!