"Where can the kid go?" Zhuo Xiong's watch has been frozen at half past five in the afternoon, people will forget the time after staying in a space for a long time, there is no influence of day and night, and the human biological clock is the most prone to error in this extremely stressful situation.

Cha Wenbin looked at the ribbon-like marks on the top of his head that were shaped by sharp tools and said with a wry smile: "You can't escape from this mountain, follow the mark, there will always be a time." ”

Chaozi's mark brought them all the way here, and as long as they could still see the mark, Cha Wenbin's heart could be slightly relieved, at least it meant that he was still alive. It's just that Chaozi's mark has begun to get simpler and simpler, from the initial "ten" character to a simple stroke later, and here the simple stroke is gone, and some are just his footprints.

What does it mean that there is occasionally a fresh scratch on the wall that appears far away, and that he no longer marks every fork?

According to Takuo's speculation, Chaozi, as a highly trained scout, is a basic skill for survival by leaving a mark on himself when he is deeply lost. If this sign begins to appear with intermittent interruptions, there are only two possibilities: first, he is in danger or exhausted and exhausted; Second, he was chasing or tracking in such a hurry that he didn't have time to leave a mark.

Judging from the situation along the way, the second one is more likely, because the depth and cadence of the footprints on the ground show that the speed of the hyperon is extremely fast.

He only has a dagger on his body that he usually uses for self-defense, and in this kind of dark place, if he encounters a fierce beast such as a lynx, Chaozi alone may not be able to defeat him. Water and food are the top challenges he faces, and tracking means physical exertion, without water and nutrients, and Cheuk Hung says trained people like them can support them for up to two to three days.

Zhuo Xiong got up and said to Cha Wenbin: "Let's go, we can't rest for too long, his direction is chaotic, and his speed is faster than ours, which will only make the distance longer and longer." ”

After walking a few steps, I saw that the light in front of me suddenly began to dim, and then it was pitch black. Cha Wenbin vigilantly opened his arms to protect Zhuo Xiong behind him, and then took out a fire fold from his arms and lit it and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's weird, why is this light out of power." The power indicator of the spotlight in Zhuo Xiong's hand has turned red, which means that the battery has run out. "It's a lot of work, this lamp can be used for a full twenty-four hours with a single charge, is there any leakage?"

"How long have we been down?" Cha Wenbin asked.

Zhuo Xiong thought for a while and said, "That's two or three hours." ”

Cha Wenbin shook his head and said, "It's a little wrong, let me ask you first, how long did I come down before you?" ”

"When I went down the mountain at 6 or 7 o'clock in the morning, I went down the pit at 5:25 in the afternoon, and when I saw you, my watch showed that it was 5:30, and then I didn't walk a word, so you came down nearly eight hours earlier than me." As soon as these words came out, even Zhuo Xiong himself felt that something was wrong, could Cha Wenbin stay in front of the first fork in the road that he took five minutes to walk to for a full eight hours? "Eight hours, Brother Wen Bin, you haven't moved?"

"I think I only saw you half an hour later, do you believe it, I even thought you didn't send Miss Leng to the hospital at all." Cha Wenbin changed his words and said, "Are you hungry?" ”

Zhuo Xiong shook his head, and Cha Wenbin asked again: "Then are you thirsty?" Zhuo Xiong 'chirped' his mouth, and licked his tongue up and down along his lips: "It's okay, I'm not very thirsty." ”

"I haven't been hungry, I've been thirsty, I've not even felt the urge to urinate since you saw me, do you think that's normal?"

was said by Cha Wenbin, Zhuo Xiong thought about it, he was really tired, thirsty and hungry all the way, and indeed neither of them had a small relief.

"I'll tell you a fact that may sound fantastical at all: the two of us may have been around here for days, and the people outside probably should be searching the mountains for someone. With all my years of experience, there is nothing that can fascinate me for eight hours without me noticing, and if there is, it is beyond my knowledge. ”

"When did you get your beard shaved?" Zhuo Xiong asked coldly.

Cha Wenbin touched his palate only a little stake, if a man's beard has been shaved, he knows, even if he shaved it the night before, there will be a stubble growing out the next morning, Cha Wenbin This is still a beard shaved before entering the mountain, which shows that after going down the tunnel, he even has a much slower metabolism in his body.

"Time has stopped." This is a conclusion that transcends the laws of nature.

Zhuo Xiong looked at the watch in his hand and nodded: "It's very possible, otherwise we wouldn't have no reaction at all, what is the difference in this ghost place." ”

"Slap" Cha Wenbin suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Zhuo Xiong hard, five bright red finger prints were instantly printed, Zhuo Xiong covered his face and looked at Cha Wenbin in horror: "What's wrong?" ”

"Does it hurt?" "It hurts!"

"It's good to know that it hurts, and knowing that it hurts means we're alive. Only the dead will not have time, it is not that time stops, but that we are hooked. ”

Cha Wenbin took out the inkstone from the gossip bag, asked Zhuo Xiong for a little water, added cinnabar and began to grind it on the spot. After grinding, he laid out a piece of ordinary yellow straw paper, and then he used a brush dipped in cinnabar to brush and write on the paper. The words written are like heavenly books, one stroke after another, different from the usual talismans, these words are densely written, until two-thirds of the paper is full, Cha Wenbin took out the big seal of the "Heavenly Master Dao Treasure" and stamped it and said: "Help me dig a small pit on the spot, the size of the basin." ”

Zhuo Xiong dug it quickly with a dagger, Cha Wenbin folded the paper and put it in the pit, then sacrificed three incense sticks to light it, and then lit the paper in the pit with a fire fold. The paper burned all of a sudden, and with this firelight, Cha Wenbin read: "I respectfully invite you to the four values of Gongcao, Shengenpu drink, Shenwei Yuanzhen, disciple Cha Wenbin has a three-day door to deliver Guan Wen today; In the four directions of east, west, north and south, each bent down, and then said: "The golden boy smokes, the jade girl scatters flowers, and holds the festival; The god of the prison altar, the envoy of the Three Realms, the four-value Gong Cao, the order of the City God's Society, and the land are all welcome. ”

After speaking, he took the kettle in Zhuo Xiong's hand again and poured a sip of water, opened his mouth and sprayed the fire burning in the pit with a "poof", and immediately extinguished the fire.

Cha Wenbin squatted down, ignoring the black residue of the pit that had been burned, and after a while, he saw that he took out a small piece of paper from the pit that had not been completely burned, and the piece of paper was impartial to the seal of the big seal. Except for the stamp, everything else will be burned clean.

Cha Wenbin took the piece of paper that had not been burned and showed it to Zhuo Xiong, and said: "Just now, I wrote a letter to the gods in the sky, and the person in charge of handing over the letter is called the Four Values Gong Cao, and they are also the gods in charge of time. If the letter is not handed in, the seal will be burned like the rest of the book, and if it is handed in, it will remain. Just like when you usually send letters, this stamp is the postmark, and the four values are the postman. If you can take my letter, the four values of Gong Cao are there, they are there, and time will not stop. Cha Wenbin paused and looked around and asked, "Does the person in the mirror feel hungry?" ”

Zhuo Xiong didn't know what Cha Wenbin meant, but replied honestly: "What is in the mirror is the reflection, so naturally I won't feel hungry, but I feel pain when you slapped me just now." ”

"Slap" is another slap, but this slap Cha Wenbin slapped himself in the face.

After a heavy slap, Zhuo Xiong saw that Cha Wenbin's face immediately turned red, but Cha Wenbin said: "It doesn't hurt!" ”

"Doesn't it hurt?" Zhuo Xiong looked down at his hand. "Slap", he slapped himself violently as he learned from Cha Wenbin, and the slap print that had just disappeared was superimposed on a layer, but this time, as Cha Wenbin said, he didn't feel a little pain.

Zhuo Xiong looked at his hand repeatedly, touched his face and muttered, "Why is this happening?" ”

Cha Wenbin sighed and said: "What I see is the real you, and what you see is the real me, but what you see yourself is you in the mirror, and what I see is also me in the mirror." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Parallel spaces are intersecting and misaligned, and now that there are two of you and two of me here, the two of us have been separated......"