Not long after Dadong entered, I came to the stone gate and pressed the stone with the head of a man with a long tongue carved on the side of the door.

The stone door slowly opened, and an endless black appeared in front of me.

But what was completely different from the others was that after seeing the stone door, I didn't walk in by myself, but seemed to be sucked in by a force. As soon as I lifted my foot, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and as soon as my feet were suspended in the air, I "poofed" and fell into a river!

Dog's day, what's going on? I took a deep breath, poured a nose of water, and coughed loudly, thinking to myself, didn't Dadong say that there was a corridor behind the door?

I'm grass, am I being deceived?

I had just coughed twice, but before I could stabilize my body, suddenly a wave hit, and my whole body was swept into the undercurrent.

I held my breath and pulled with my hands to grab something, but the waves were so fast that I didn't have time to catch anything.

It was as if I had been thrown into a drum washing machine, my body being pulled by the undercurrent, my whole body spinning in the water, and my head constantly banging against the wall. I felt like I was being carried down by the current, and I finally poked my head out of the water, and as soon as I took a breath, another wave hit me, and I began to spin again.

I had Mercury in my lungs, and it hurt to death.

My heart said this can't be done, I'm going to drown before I get out of here! I started to try to control my body so that I could keep my face up as much as possible and my body following the flow of the water. I didn't expect this trick to work. My body no longer rotates, and my head slowly emerges from the water.

I took a big gulp of air greedily and coughed hard, trying to get Mercury out of my lungs. I try to keep myself awake in the current and see what is going on in front of me.

I squinted my eyes to see, and in a trance, I thought it was a river. The two walls of the river are all stone walls, which are extremely smooth and have nowhere to start. I straightened one leg and sank down a little, trying to feel how deep the river was, but my head was halfway through the water, and my feet hadn't stepped to the bottom.

I thought to myself, come on, let's float like this first. So I gave up the struggle and let my body follow the turbulent water all the way downstream.

After about ten minutes, the water slowly slowed down, and my confused mind began to clear up. I realized that I could use my strength, so I swung my limbs and began to flutter in the water and swim forward.

I don't know how long I swam for a long time, but I slowly noticed that the sound of the water in my ears seemed to become louder, and gradually I felt a "deafening" feeling. My heart said what's going on, tinnitus? Before my head could figure out the situation, I suddenly felt a free fall, and before I could react, I rushed out of the waterfall more than 30 meters high.

Suddenly, I cursed in my heart. Although this waterfall is not high, if the pool under me is not deep enough, if I fall like this, will I not fall into a meatloaf? But it's too late to think about anything now......

I plunged headlong into the water, and the moment I entered the water, the pressure was so great that I almost fainted. Luckily, the pool was deep enough for countless bubbles to pass me, and I struggled to take a look in the water, determine where I was, and swim to the surface as hard as I could.

As soon as my head came out of the water, my eyes went black......

I felt like I was blind and I thought I was going to die. I lay limp on the water, unable to breathe with my mouth open for a long time, and just as I was about to lose consciousness, I suddenly felt a pain in my chest, I spit out a mouthful of water, and coughed violently.

The blackness in front of me slowly faded, and I could see the scene around me.

It was full of green...... However, I didn't have the strength to look any more, and lay in the water, floating motionless.

It's been a long time -- at least I think it's really long.

The last trace of survival ** pulled back my slowly distant consciousness. When I opened my eyes, I felt like I was lying on a large soft bed, which was simply wonderful except for the fact that it was a little cold.

But I knew that everything my body felt was illusory, and that if I continued to lie like this, I would either freeze to death in the water, or lose consciousness and drown—I would not allow myself to die at this juncture, so I wiped a handful of water from my face, and I straightened up, stepped on the water, and looked around.

It should be dusk.

In front of me is a deep pool. The pond is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and a waterfall cascades down from the top of the cliff. That's where I fell.

The cool breeze blows, and the countless fine water droplets in the waterfall are blown up by the wind, like smoke and mist.

On the other side of the pond is a large primeval forest, with ancient trees towering to the sky, covering the sky and the sun. I took a closer look and found that most of the trees were about 20 meters tall, with a mixture of needles and broadleaves. The ground between the branches is covered with shrubs and ferns, and there are many yuroes hanging from the vigorous branches, and from a distance, you can only feel the mysterious atmosphere of the primeval forest.

My clothes and the marching bag on my back soaked in water, and I fell to the ground. I swam to the shore with my gear, found a flat terrain, and hurriedly took off my clothes and wrung the water out.

The backpack is full of water, and you can raise fish.

I poured out the water from the bag, and a pistol-shaped object fell out with it.

When I looked, it was a flare gun......

I don't know if this thing is waterproof or not, I took it in my hand and weighed it, and said that even if it is waterproof, people should have originally designed it for rainwater, and now it has become this virtue, can it still be used? I don't know much about that, but I can't care about that much either. I put the flare gun aside and went to tidy up the other stuff first.

The lighting stick was soaked in water and could no longer be used, but I found a lighter.

The cold water slid down my body, and when the wind blew, I shivered with cold, so I found a few branches and some dead leaves in front of me, and lit them with a lighter.

Ignition is easy to say, but it's not easy. Don't think you'll be able to build a few branches, you can burn them with me! Fortunately, when I was in college, I learned some skills from my seniors to survive in the wilderness, and after tossing for a long time, the fire finally caught fire.

I curled up close to the fire, warming myself up, and my body slowly became less cold.

As the fire grew stronger, I set up a small fire, and propped up my wet clothes and trousers with branches, and baked them around the fire.

Then, having a bite to eat, I began to tinker with the flare gun while pondering what had just happened in my head.

I don't know if it's true that Dadong said, "Only one person can enter the stone gate at a time, and if you go in two, one will die".

But "every time you open the door, you will be led to a different road", I have now verified it myself. This reminds me of one thing – a roulette machine.

There are generally 36 red and black square holes on the roulette machine, and when the roulette wheel turns, the white ball is thrown into the plate, and as it rotates, the white ball will eventually only choose to fall into one of the holes. This choice is absolutely random, and almost no one can manipulate it from behind.

If each of us who enters the stone gate is the white ball, then choosing the square hole of 0-36 is our final way out. This means that there must have been a large mechanism in the stone gate, and I suspect that the principle of this large mechanism is likely to be the same as that of a roulette machine.

No matter how big the mechanism is, no matter how incredible it looks, as long as you understand its principles, you will not be confused by it. It's like watching a big magic trick, no matter how awesome it is, it's fake.

I put the flare gun down because the projectiles inside were already wet.

I cursed in my heart. I'll just say that anything can happen here, and plans don't change as fast as they do! Damn, a group of people still said that I should send a flare when I come out? Send his second uncle's legs!

I got up and touched my clothes, which were already dry. The heart says that it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, and it is not a way to sit and wait, I will go to them myself!

Without further ado, I put out the fire, packed some water, packed my bags and got ready to hit the road.

I had a flashlight, and at first I didn't know which direction to go. Worried about going around in circles, I used my dagger to mark the trees around me as I walked.

The forest is so lush that you can barely see the sky. After walking for a while, I'm going to stop and see if there are any signs of someone else setting off flares overhead. But I walked for about an hour, and there was nothing.

I began to feel apprehensive.

Shouldn't it be, other people's flare guns have been blistered too? There are five people in total, why don't you have any contact?

After walking another way, I had a hunch that something was wrong, so I found a place to sit down and began to work on countermeasures.

Or, they're all dead.

Or, the flare guns are also soaked in water.

Or, the place we're entering is so big that you put a shot, and with the other people in their position, you can't see the signal you put it.

Then, I disproved these assumptions one by one......

At this time, it was already dark, and looking at the shadows of the trees in front of me, my mind suddenly became a little confused, and it took a long time for a thought to come to me - I can't find them, I have to find my way back to the "door"!

I thought to myself, although we are separated, the destination is the same, as long as we go to the destination and wait, the others will naturally slowly move closer in the same direction.

It's a bit unkind, but it's the best decision I can make right now.

I decided to do it!

If you want to get back to the "door", you must first find your way.

Remember the direction of the girl's compass, we went all the way north. What are the precautions for surviving in the wild?

I thought about it, and it was written in the nature textbook of elementary school that if you lose your way in the wild, you must first determine the direction - it is impossible to find the North Star, this forest covers the sky and the sun, and you can't see the sky at all.

It is said that the north and south can be judged by the growth of the trees, and it seems that the leaves of the trees in the south are usually more lush. So I looked up, and then I started scolding in my heart. These trees all look the same, how can you tell which side is more lush?

By the way, the tree's rings are usually sparse in the south and dense in the north. Thinking of this, I hurriedly got up and wanted to find a stump. But when I looked around, this ghost place was inaccessible to people, where did the tree stump come from? I searched for a long time, and finally found one, which was still rotten and covered with moss.

In the end, there was only one way left, which was to climb to the top of these trees.

The so-called "climbing high and looking far", standing on a high place and having a broad field of vision, you can naturally know what direction you are in.

So the question is, which one is stronger to climb trees with bare hands?

The trunk is so thick, and I don't have the tools, how can I climb it? I was thinking about it, and the light of the flashlight flickered, and suddenly I noticed that someone was staring at me in the lush bushes!