We had lunch in a small town at noon, and by two o'clock in the afternoon we had already followed the path into the mountains and walked through the jungle for half an hour, and finally we could no longer let the car go forward.

The Seventh Master spread out the map and looked at it: "Almost, we should be on the edge of that primeval forest now, the location is deep in the Donggong Mountain Range, if it is correct, Li Yu's tomb should be here." ”

Everyone nodded, checked the belongings they were carrying, and made sure that they had not fallen on the car, then got out of the car, identified the direction, and walked forward along a gentle slope.

The trees of this primeval forest are extremely luxuriant, and countless broad-leaved trees almost obscure the sky, and when I look up, I can see that the beams of sunlight are like sharp swords piercing in from the outside, and people suddenly think of the jungle tragedy on TV.

Layers of fallen leaves and slightly soft soil were underfoot, and from time to time you could see spiders the size of eggs weaving their webs industriously on the branches.

"Seventh Master, how big is this primeval forest, known as the 'Forest of Death'?" I asked the Seventh Master as I walked.

"I can't tell." The seventh master said with a smile: "This mountain is actually not famous, the so-called 'Death Forest' is only circulated in a few nearby towns, before the war period, the war was chaotic, many people came to take refuge near here, so there is a legend of the Death Forest, you also see, this is a primeval forest, and when it is peaceful outside, no one will come here at all, it is not easy to determine whether it is true or not." ”

"If you look at the forest, it is estimated that there are at least hundreds of hectares, and this forest is still not small." Liang Ruoyi added.

I answered, snapped off a branch, and walked on. The pig's head on one side was already a little panting, but it didn't seem to have changed, it was estimated that this person's kung fu would not be weaker than the old clam, but since he got out of the car, this person frowned, and the eyes that were originally only the size of peanuts were round, full of caution, and looked very funny.

It's a cloth bag monk, who hasn't said a word until now, and I don't know what I'm thinking in my heart. Although this old monk usually doesn't talk much, this time it is too little, and it seems out of place.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky had gradually darkened, and the surroundings had become dim, and there was a gray patch everywhere, which looked dull.

"Seventh Master, why do I feel a little wrong?!" Liang Ruoyi stopped, looked around and said, "We've been walking for more than an hour, how do you feel like you're going around in circles?" ”

"Going round and round?" The Seventh Master stopped and looked around.

"Maze of approximations." The Budai monk, who had not spoken all the way, observed carefully, and suddenly said coldly.

"Approximate maze?" I was stunned, I had heard of this kind of maze before. This kind of labyrinth originally originated in ancient Greece, and it was originally a simple two or several paths, using some similar or even completely similar items to confuse others, making people feel that they were familiar everywhere they went, and the road was very simple, but they could not go out anyway.

This kind of maze is different from other mazes, other mazes are the use of complex forks or intersections to confuse each other, not out of subjective consciousness, and similar mazes are not the same, in this setting is actually very simple after walking in the maze for a while, you will voluntarily begin to doubt your choice, until the heart becomes more and more chaotic, become as messy as the maze, so that you completely lose your sense of direction.

Although I have never played this kind of labyrinth, I know that the ancient Greeks did not set up this kind of labyrinth for recreation, but for torturing prisoners. Those nobles would make a promise to the slaves that they would be free as long as they walked out of the labyrinth, and then they would watch these prisoners in the dark from the excitement and yearning at the beginning, to the madness and entanglement later, until finally starved to death in the labyrinth, and even some prisoners were too weak in psychological endurance and directly hit their heads to death.

In fact, they don't know that many times, they are just one step away from the exit......

When I heard Budai Monk say this, I immediately stood in a fixed position and looked around, and this time it was indeed like this: at this time, all the trees around us were all the same, regardless of thickness or height, and even the direction of the growth of the branches was very similar.

There was no road under our feet, and the trees around us were so similarly spaced between them that we couldn't follow them to determine our direction.

"What about the compass? Seventh Master! I walked up to the seventh master and asked.

"The sun hasn't set yet, and we can determine the direction." The seventh master smiled bitterly: "It's just that even if we can determine the direction, we don't know where the exit is now...... Don't act rashly. ”

"It's not safe to be safe after dark, so it's best to find an exit while it's still dark." Monk Budai whispered.

The seventh master frowned, looked around, and walked to the side of the cloth bag monk: "Master, I really don't see any clues, what about you?" ”

Yes, even the Seventh Master can't see any clues now, so he can only rely on the cloth bag monk.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Budai monk.

The old monk took a deep breath, his eyebrows without eyebrows furrowed, raised his eyes to look around, and then pointed in one direction and said, "Here it is!" ”

Everyone glanced in the direction of his finger, and then turned back to look at him, waiting for his reason.

"Hmm......" The old monk folded his hands and recited a Buddha name: "The old man just thinks that it is brighter over there." ”

Burst!

I almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood: nonsense, it's the direction of the sun setting over there, and of course it's bright over there!

"It's fine." The Seventh Master smiled bitterly: "Anyway, there is no direction, just follow the direction guided by the master!" ”

As he spoke, the seventh master greeted the pig's head, the pig's head was stunned, and then with a sudden look, he took out a black thing from his bag and put it on his feet, then nodded to the seventh master, and walked in the direction pointed by the old monk.

After walking a few steps, I found that the pig's head had been using the things in his hand to draw marks on the trunks of the trees beside him, like limestone, and the marks drawn were similar to the marks that the Seventh Master had made before. And the thing that the pig's head is wearing at his feet is also marked on the ground, which is a white dot and a white dot, and a drop will drop about half a zhang away.

In this way, we don't think we can go wrong.

For the first ten minutes, I was constantly observing my surroundings, hoping to find something different, but after a short time I gave up completely - this behavior was indeed a kind of psychological torture for myself, looking at all the trees around me so similar, whether it was height or thickness or even the shape of the crown, I felt like I had entered a kaleidoscope and could never get out......

This is the legendary "Forest of Death"?

By six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was completely out of sight, and the whole world was plunged into a palpitating darkness, surrounded only by the shadows of countless broad-leaved trees, and the breeze was suffocating in silence against the skin.

My eyes were firmly fixed on the seventh master and the pig's head in front of me, and I didn't dare to slack off.

Judging from the marks made by the pig's head, we should walk in a relative straight line, which gives me a vision that I will be able to go out soon, but I don't know when it will be realized.

As night fell, some sounds began to be heard from time to time, and a few unnamed birds passed overhead, and my palms were cold.

About two and a half hours later, at nearly seven o'clock in the evening, the trees in front of us suddenly began to dwindle, and a few minutes later there was an open field in front of us, a dark wooden house, quietly sitting in the clearing in front of us......

We all stood up, the pig's head glanced back at the mark behind him, and then panted and looked at the seventh master.

"Let's go, go over and have a look, and if it's safe to do so, we'll spend the night here tonight." The seventh master said in a deep voice.

In fact, now everyone has no bottom in their hearts, this kind of place, suddenly a vacant lot, there is a wooden house in the clearing, anyone will feel strange, saying that there is no danger inside, I believe no one will believe it.

We cautiously walked to the hut, and saw that it was a long-abandoned house, and many of the wood on the walls had been severely decayed.

The pig's head was walking behind us at this time, and he didn't dare to step forward. Liang Ruoyi stretched out his hand and felt the short blade, slowly walked to the door of the wooden house, and gently pushed the wooden door open with his toes.

"Squeak-"