"How so?" Donna asked.

Lin Xuan immediately admitted his mistake: "The responsibility lies with me, because I failed to deal with him in time, so I was in danger."

To err is human? He just demanded too much of himself, so he would reflect on himself and blame himself.

"No, I think something is wrong with his brain, like my companions." Donna shook her head, trying to explain it from another angle.

"Kamiyan is a member of the Brahma Society, and the evil he just said should be in ancient Sanskrit, right?" Lin Xuan asked.

Donna nodded, then lowered her head and thought about it, translating word by word: "The meaning of that passage seems to be close to my core, the deepest part of the water, and even death can't change me." On the wrong side of the world, I wait for you. ”

Lin Xuan frowned, because the meaning of this evil was obscure and profound, just like the prophetic poems in "The Centuries".

"That's not him talking, he's a mid-level killer of the Brahma Society, not a prophet, not a writer. Therefore, I can't say such profound words. Lin Xuan said. He believed in his instincts, what had just happened, it should be some kind of force that occupied Kamiyan's mind, and only spoke through the mouth and tongue of the other party, that is, the legendary "oracle, divine grant", however, here, it was not the "god" of kindness and mercy who made the voice, but some extremely special strange power.

"What could it be? Booby-trapped my companions and dragged Kamiyan into the abyss?" Donna looked out at the lake and muttered to herself.

On the surface of the lake, the quiet, slow-flowing mist transforms into various milky white shapes, like the messy hair of a bewitching queen.

"The car has a maximum counterweight on it, so there's very little chance of it floating. I've lost it forever...... It's terrible! Donna stomped her foot in annoyance. She seems to be a very cultivated girl, and even in a state of outburst, she does not swear like other Russian girls.

This made Lin Xuan very pleased.

He likes girls like this and knows what to say and what must not be said.

"That little cabin looks a little weird." Lin Xuan said, raising his legs and walking over there.

Arriving at the door, he stopped cautiously and sniffed slowly.

There is a smell of fresh oil paint in the air, a little pungent, and slightly sour.

"Hey, Donna, are there any of your companions who like to draw? Did you bring a propionic acid oil paint pen from China?" He asked.

Donna replied, "I don't like to draw, but we do have oil paint, which we use to make arrows to mark the route." Because of the climatic characteristics of Russia, these pens do have a third more propionic acid than ordinary pens. What's wrong?"

Lin Xuan shook his head and took out a pen-type miniature flashlight from his pocket, but he was not in a hurry to turn it on, but put the flashlight on the ground, flipped a switch, and then slowly walked to the right and took three steps. The switch has a timer and turns on automatically after about five seconds.

He had to be a little cautious, because in the dark of night by the lake, the slightest light would be the best target for a long-range sniper rifle.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed? If you want to live a little longer, you have to be careful everywhere.

The flashlight lit up and shot into the wooden house, forming a white circle of light half a meter in diameter.

On the wooden wall under the aperture is a strange graffiti.

The graffiti strokes were very messy, and the level of the painter was also very average, so as soon as Lin Xuan saw the painting, he didn't understand the meaning of the painting for a few seconds.

At the center of the painting is a slender pipe, with five segments at one end, each followed by an arrow, extending into the distance.

The painting is painted with oil paint, and the colors used are chaotic, and the lines of different colors are intertwined horizontally and vertically, which seems to be disorganized.

In the gap between the five lines, deep-sea animals such as whales, sharks, octopuses, turtles, and shellfish are also drawn.

There was no one in the cabin, Lin Xuan was relieved, picked up the flashlight, and slowly went in.

With the help of a flashlight, he saw that the interior walls of the cabin were all painted with strange paintings related to deep-sea creatures. This Xie's handwriting is not dry, and it should have been painted just tonight.

"Did your people do it?" He beckoned Donna over, and then asked eagerly.

Donna looked at it carefully, and looked at Naxie from all directions, and finally determined: "It's them, but"

Lin Xuan pointed to his temple: "Do you remember my previous setting?" Their thoughts are controlled by some force, and what they say is what the force directs them to do, and they go against their original intentions and get carried away. Thankfully, we weren't bothered and were able to think quietly. ”

Donna smiled bitterly: "I didn't even know who the enemy was, so I lost my companion and two cars, which is really a disadvantage."

At this moment, the two of them stood in the middle of a small wooden house with an area of only ten square meters, and their eyes shot out of the rectangular window, facing the ghost lake Laangcuo. That window made Lin Xuan think a lot, and the biggest feeling was that the window was like a curtain or a TV screen, as long as the switch was pressed, it could present a moving image.

He also wanted to be like Luo Yuan, who could see possible images from impossible places and become a witness to the resurrection of the German Führer and Father. Some things, caused by chance, if they are really intentional, will never be able to catch up, just like the carrot in front of the donkey's eyes and the kitten biting its tail in circles.

"What kind of power is it that can make the killer Kamiyan drive into the lake and die?

In ancient Chinese legends, there are many examples of "ghosts on the body and yin spirits possessing the body", but no one can tell the reason, so they can only let those witches and gods freely interpret and make up inventions.

"It's useless here, let's go back first." Donna said, exiting the hut first.

"When I look at it again, I always feel a little unwilling." Lin Xuan sighed.

"Okay." Donna reached the door, walked around the wooden house, and walked towards the lake.

After engulfing the two cars, the ghost lake Laangcuo did not change at all, and the lake was still the same as before, kissing the shore lightly, retreating and advancing.

At sunrise tomorrow, people who pass by here will never think that so many thrilling and strange things happened last night.

Lin Xuan looked at the window attentively, imagining that the two cars owned by Tang Na were sliding towards the deepest part of the ghost lake one after the other, until they were buried in the silt, becoming a "sunken car" at the bottom of the lake, decaying into mud and dust, and disappearing from this world forever.

"What's in the depths of the ghost lake? What just happened was it an accident? Or is it an inevitable end? The explorer woke up from a dream of a ghost lake and was met with deadly revenge?" He had a hard time explaining it, so he turned around and walked out for a moment.

"Gu Duo Si Baba Khan and Na Duo Ga, Tu Ethics Lala Duo Ga...... a voice sounded behind him.

"Kamiyan?" He was startled and looked back.

There was no one in the room, only the monotonous and terrifying sounding of the voice.

"Kamilyan?" Lin Xuan shouted.

There was no response, only the shriveled sound of an old-fashioned tape recorder.

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