It was the icy stream that woke me up. When I woke up. Already lying in the middle of two stones full of lyric trees. Behind it is a small cliff. A stream of rainwater flows down the cliff. Straight to my face.

The stream was very cold, my hands and feet were numb, and it was not the first time I woke up in such a state, and I knew that everything would get better in a few minutes, but I couldn't do nothing, I tried to move my hands and feet. The body slowly reacted, and then tried to move a few times, and finally stood up,

It was already dawn, and there was a mist all around. Where is this?

I got up and rubbed my body hard to get my blood circulating. Slowly I warmed up. My mind was clear, and I immediately noticed that something was wrong around me, and the quilt here was not at all what it was before I was knocked unconscious.

Damn, I didn't seem to have the strength to roar out the resentment in my heart from that bastard yesterday,

"Unfortunately, you're not as important as you think. On the way to the Netherworld, guess who I am! "I almost immediately remembered his last words, and my heart said, what do you mean by that?

If he was a person I didn't know at all, I wouldn't have said such a thing. Do I still know him?

My mind was in a mess. I suddenly realized that I should have torn off his mask in the first place, and I should have been able to cut it off with a knife.

I remembered that I don't know who told me that it wasn't a panacea to disguise another person with a human skin mask. The first is that the person you want to disguise must be somewhat similar to you, and I have a blood relationship with the third uncle, or Xie Lianlian, and the face shape is basically similar, so it is possible to be very similar. Otherwise. It is impossible to disguise yourself as a person with the exact same face shape.

I couldn't figure out who he was, and the pain and cold all over my body couldn't make me think about it. Judging by the man's skills, he was not a particularly strong man. But at least it's a lot better than me.

I looked around. I must have been in a mountain stream that had been dry for a long time, and the ground was full of fist-sized pebbles. Wild grasses grow among the pebbles. Because of the humid climate in the mountains, all the stones are covered with a thick layer of tar. The small stream that flows down from the cliff seeps under the pebbles, and you can hear the sound of the water, but you can't see the water.

I looked around at the trees, and the trunks were also covered with moss, a thick layer. The humidity of this place is completely different from where I was knocked out.

Have I been taken far away?

I still have a headache and dizziness, but my body is definitely much better than before, thanks to the various blows I have received during this time. Hit this thing, as long as it doesn't break people and kill them. It's always helpful for people. I sat down on a relatively large rock and touched my face with some apprehension:

Actually, I didn't want to touch my face, I was going to touch my mask, and I knew that the man had killed him, but because the fat man was nearby, the guy couldn't make much movement, otherwise I wouldn't have woken up now. But even if I didn't die, the wounds on my face must be beyond my reach.

The emotions in my heart were strange, and I didn't know if I wanted this mask to break, or the other way around. Anyway, there are two ideas. The only good thing about this mask is that it got me here with a lot of people, but after that. It seems to be all the trouble it causes me.

It wasn't until I touched my hand that I realized that it was so painful that I touched the part where I had been hit. My face inside must have been completely bruised. But the surface of the mask was not damaged in the slightest.

It seems that it is not so easy to escape such a life. This mask should have taken into account any possible factors.

The mask covered my face, and I couldn't treat the wound, but it didn't seem too bad to the touch, and I couldn't look in the mirror without a stream, so I had to give up and figure out what the hell this was.

I went all the way down the cliff, and slowly the cliff was lowered, and I found a place where I could borrow strength to climb up, and I found that there was a very steep slope on it. Oddly enough. There are almost no trees on the slope, only a few small shrubs. It's a mudslide slope. It is probably caused by a mudslide accident in recent years.

I should have rolled down this slope. I moved my hands and feet, and was amazed that I didn't fall apart when I rolled down. But after a little activity, I found out. I had very uncomfortable pain all over my body.

Unlike ordinary bruises, I know it's the pain of a bone injury. It's just that my body hasn't completely recovered, it's still cold, and after a while, all kinds of injuries will come out. Maybe I can't even walk.

I leaned against the tree, looked at my surroundings, and could probably remember what it was like last night. The place where I was yesterday must have been above this slope. After I was knocked unconscious by that bastard, he must have pushed me straight down and rolled me under the little cliff. I can't tell if he is

No, you will put me to death? But apparently he didn't want the fat man to find me again

There was no such steep slope on the side of the place where I interrogated him with the fat man yesterday, and it seemed that he dragged me along for a while. When I go back, I can find the fat man's general score, which is probably very low.

I lifted my legs and began to try to walk up the slope, walking and stopping, and after walking for more than an hour, I found that the plants began to look familiar, as if there was still a long distance from the top of the slope I really couldn't walk, and when I looked down, I didn't go far. The slope is so steep that it's really a spine walk.

The last section of the steep slope was close to 90 degrees, and I climbed it almost with my hands and feet, but fortunately this section was only a few meters. When I climbed it, I saw that there was a gentle slope above, and the trees were suddenly tall, and the vines were coiled. It is entangled with shrubs and has little room for walking.

The sun was getting stronger and stronger, I leaned against a tree, being illuminated by the sun, and felt that all the pain was infinitely magnified, and in some places it hurt beyond words, and after walking for so long, I didn't have much strength in my whole body.

Don't break a bone, I prayed in my heart. A broken bone in such a place is equivalent to death, if only a few ribs were broken.

Thinking about it. I suddenly wanted to laugh. Thinking of various experiences in the early years, it is not the first time that such an embarrassing scene has been encountered. Now that he has become this virtue again, his composure is far greater than his panic. I felt like a fly, I had been beaten countless times by a fly and never died, and at the end of the day, I suddenly realized that my problem was not why I didn't die, but why I had been beaten like this, and why I had to stay under this beat.

But at least I don't want to be killed here, and I say in my heart, God has crippled me so many times, and it certainly won't end me here.

After a little dozing, I gritted my teeth again and stood up, almost kneeling on the ground looking for the tiny marks left by the friction that had broken the bushes, and searching through the bushes little by little, until I found the evening sunset, and I seemed to ask where I had interrogated the boy with the fat man before.

We came at night, and there were no special characteristics of Dihui for me to remember, and now I have no impression at all, and of course I didn't eat fat.

I didn't stop, I continued to reminisce, and I wanted to find the place where the foreigner's team camped at that time; There are campfires and household garbage, and if I find them, I can determine the location of other places.

However, I don't know what went wrong, and this time I tried to look for it according to my memories and how carefully I looked for the traces of broken bushes, I found nothing. (To be continued)