After it was completely dark, the moon gradually rose. I found a tree nest and leaned down, and for the first time my heart was a little shaken. I wondered, am I going in the wrong direction entirely? Is it wrong that I followed all the way before? The practice of looking for traces based on trees, I also forgot whether I learned it from TV or was taught by fat people, is it completely bluffing?

"It's only the first day." I immediately said in my heart, thinking about what the fat man would do last night. If he found out that I was knocked unconscious, he would not have been able to go back alone, and then continue to walk with the troops as if nothing had happened, because the fake Wu Xie and I were gone, he would definitely be able to guess that I must have been taken away by the fake Wu Xie. He will definitely go back and inform the others.

No, he won't inform anyone else. Judging by his performance, he doesn't trust anyone right now. Moreover, how can he say such a thing when he goes back?

If Pan Zi was here, he might have informed Pan Zi, but now, he would definitely be out looking for me alone.

Continue to speculate, now that I am him, what will I think about first, I will feel that I was taken away by the fake Wu Xie, and the fake Wu Xie will definitely bring me back to the foreigner's team, or he may kill me.

Based on the situation at the time, he will determine which one is more likely and take appropriate measures. In short, it is very likely that he is alone and looking for me nearby.

Of course, I won't ignore another possibility, that is, after that guy gets me, he will go back to ambush the fat man, but I believe that the fat man is not so easy to ambush people, that guy dragged me so far and pushed me down the steep slope, and he must have wanted the fat man to not find me, judging from this sign, the ambush is not very likely, but it still has to be more reliable as if the fat man was looking for me.

But the fat man has good eyes. But under the circumstances, I could only shout for me to come and look for me, but I was in a deep coma. If I find someone and shout for a night, that person doesn't respond. What would I think? It must be waiting for dawn, looking for traces.

Obviously, the fat man didn't find me, but this area is very large, and he may not be able to find it all in one day, and it is very likely that he is also resting somewhere in this area now, and with the fat man's character, he will not give up so quickly.

Thinking. I looked up at the moon in the sky, there was silence all around, only a few insects chirping, much quieter than the midsummer we had first visited, and I realized that this was a good opportunity.

I found a tree and tried to climb it, but found it very difficult, so I continued up the gentle slope until I could see the whole valley clearly, stopping at a notch in the canopy. I started shouting, "Fatty! ”

With a single sound, almost all of the insects stopped chirping, and this angle seemed to be a coincidence. A sound was heard in the opposite mountain, and a flurry of birds was stirred up in the valley.

I was a little surprised, but I didn't care, and immediately continued to scream, screaming a few times, stopping, and listening carefully to see if there was any response.

There is no echo, how can I only hear the wind in my ears.

Maybe it's because the fat man's voice doesn't have such an amplifier, so I can't hear his echo. I said in my heart, and I was thinking. Do you want to get some torches out so that he can have a place to look? With the sound of his voice, he might be able to find me, and suddenly I heard the sound of trees rubbing against me in the gently sloping bushes beneath me.

I didn't have a flashlight, and when I looked down through the moonlight, it was mottled and I couldn't see anything.

"Fatty?" I immediately screamed, and I heard the bushes moving from the inside, and at once they moved quickly from one side to the other, very fast.

I immediately shut up, and said to myself that if the fat man could move around the bushes at such a fast speed, then he must be a ninja of Fat Heliu. It must be an animal down there, and it's not a small thing to hear.

I remembered the lynx in the mountain, and I grabbed the stones around me, touched them, and said that I was really lucky, there were so many stones around me, and then I threw them towards the place where they moved.

The stone slammed into the tree, and with a few bounces, I threw two more pieces, certainly not hit, but the movement quickly departed. The bushes shook all the way and slowly stopped.

I said in my heart that it was a wild boar or something, and I breathed a sigh of relief, and said that I must find a big tree to climb up, otherwise in this case, there is a great possibility of encountering wild beasts, and I must rest well tonight, otherwise, I will be wasted tomorrow. After that, the chances of me surviving are smaller if I drag it out for a day, and if I can't find any more clues tomorrow at noon, I will have to go back to the stream to drink and find a way to go out along the stream.

The brook should be the one that leads to the brook on the edge of Banai. At least I hope so.

Holding on to the trunk of the tree, I walked down the gentle slope again, and by this time I was already very struggling, and I only thought about finding a mountain with big trees as soon as possible, and then going to sleep after a few more shouts. I had only walked a few steps, and suddenly I felt that something was wrong, and in the mottled moonlight, I saw a little strange appearance of a low tree in the darkness.

I stood still and looked closely, and suddenly I saw that it was not a tree, but a person.

It was a ghostly figure with a completely collapsed shoulder. He stood motionless in the dark, and I couldn't even tell if he was there a long time ago.

I froze in the spot, not knowing whether I should pounce and grab him, or turn around and run, and then I realized that I couldn't do either of those things now. The choice should be in his hands.

I simply didn't move, just stood there and looked at him. He didn't move, and in the darkness I didn't even know if he was facing me or his back was facing me.

If he was facing me with his back to me, he would be motionless with his face against a tree, and that would be a creepy image. Is this thing still human?

My palms began to sweat, and I froze for a while, and suddenly I saw that he was standing in a very strange position, probably because of his body structure, which didn't look like a human could do.

I guessed a few times and realized that it was for me to walk over. I couldn't help but buzz in my head, and before I could react, the shadow had already moved, and walked to the bottom of the gentle slope.

Is this, let me follow him?

I wondered, and I saw the shadow take a few steps and stop, making a movement. Again, let me pass.

I thought about it and realized that if it was not good for me, it didn't need to be. In the wilderness, how he killed me is not to kill, and if I don't go, he is really unhappy to slaughter me again, and I am even more unworthy.

I held on to the trunk of the tree and walked with him.

I don't know how long I walked, and every time I couldn't hold on, he would stop and wait for me. After a while, he suddenly stopped, and I immediately stopped, not daring to get too close to him, because I had a heartfelt fear of his true appearance.

When I looked up, I saw a huge rock in front of me, so big that I couldn't see the top, and in the moonlight, a huge cave mouth appeared on the rock wall. From the cave, there was a faint glow of fire.

He walked into the cave without looking back, and I hesitated for a moment, but I couldn't get into the tiger's den, so I followed the tiger. After a few minutes into the cave, the fire was lit up, and I saw the man sitting on the edge of the fire, and the original black shadow was suddenly illuminated very clearly.

He motioned for me to sit down in front of him, my heart racing, and I felt a slight explosion as I looked at his face and body.

This person, the whole thing is like a ball of wax, first after a rapid melting, all the skin is pitted and rotten, but the melting process seems to have stopped quickly, and the whole person is like a ball of waste wax. He barely had any shoulders, and his hands hung at his sides, because all the flesh and skin on his shoulders were wrapped around his body. Through the thin skin covering the bones of his shoulders, the joints could be seen.

His face was completely melted, and his hair was very long and very unkempt. And it was almost all knotted, but I found that he didn't have a beard.

If it was the length of the hair, the beard would be very long, but I couldn't see a pinch of beard on this person's face.

I was a little confused, and I thought of a possibility that made me uncomfortable: Could it be that this is a woman?

He is naked, but from his upper body it is completely impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman, and it makes no sense whether he is a man or a woman when it is damaged to such a state, but if a man becomes like this, I am okay with it. After all, I can substitute for this kind of life, and I feel that as long as my heart is heavy, I am not unable to cope. If it was a woman, how pitiful she would be.

Maybe it's just the hair follicles on his face that are destroyed, and I said to myself, I can't grab his pants to look at it.

He didn't speak, he plucked the dead branch and leaf on one side with his hand, and then threw it into the bonfire, which slowly became stronger, and I slowly saw that there were other remarkable things in the cave. (To be continued)