The confusion and helplessness at this time is probably the bleakest time I have experienced in my life, and I will think about this moment when I encounter countless crises later, and there are more dangerous and weird, but they are not so felt.

But if I think about it, what does it matter if I forget a day in my life? In my muddy life, is there less time to forget? Even if it's not an ordinary person like me, even if it's a great person, let them remember the day three weeks ago, I'm afraid not many people can remember it.

So this time the bleakest situation, I was relieved quickly in about 5 minutes, fuck you, I said in my heart, Lao Tzu will go out first.

Continuing to march in the thick fog, as I expected, my memory began to gradually revive, and the second thing I remembered was being hunted by a falcon, and I remembered that I had dragged Sue and had been hiding a flock of eagles all the way.

I don't remember the exact plot, but I started to remember a lot of fragments, not long after we entered the jungle, fog began to rise in the valley, and I remember that the fog, as if it had suddenly grown out of the ground, suddenly blinded our eyes.

In the fog, the group of falcons caught up, and the fog blocked the eagle's vision, allowing us to flee for our lives.

The fog was raging, and Shen Tu went to explore the way, and Sue and I rested on the damp dead wood.

And then, and then what happened.

Knocking on my head, I suddenly remembered that after the god was gone, Sue had said something to me. He grabbed me, looked at the fog around me, and said, "You have to help me do something." This is our only chance, and this valley is called Jisongwa, which means forgetting in Tibetan, because the fog in the valley is so poisonous that it can make people forget everything that happens in the fog, and we will soon not be able to speak. You're going to help me make a setup, and the next time the fog lifts, it's our only chance to get out of here. ”

I can't remember the context clearly, but this sentence is like a pelican empowerment.

I can't remember what it was. But one thing is clear, what happened here, did Sue ask me to do it? Am I indeed a little thief?

Realizing this, I relaxed all the more, and I went to the bottom of the valley, into the dense forest, and then found a place to sit down, and began to wait for all my memories to return.

Anyway, I can't do anything until I recover, so there's nothing to worry about.

The saliva on my chin froze, and I kept touching it and began to look around for firewood to make a fire, because of my previous experience with the gods, I tried to look around for a cave, where it could be a little warmer.

In the thick fog, there was no cave to find, and after going around for a long time, a fire was still raised in the same place. Then cover it with firewood. Just in case, I set three or four fires around, so that even if the twitters came to arrest me, their intelligence would be enough for them to do their jobs. However, I felt strange in my heart, the twitter people seemed to be poisoned by the thick fog, and their consciousness did not change very clearly, why am I okay?

It doesn't matter, everything, I'll figure it out.

I was very calm by the fire to warm up, waiting for my memories to recover, and in order to recover my memories a little more, I also tried to inhale the mist.

After the silence calmed down, I began to hear some slight sounds in the valley, which were not the sound of the wind, but from the ground.

I took a small torch and followed the sound, and soon found that there were a lot of gravel at the bottom of the valley, these stones were buried under the fallen leaves, and they could only be seen after turning over the fallen leaves, and the size was very uneven, as if the hillside had been rolling down for generations, and those thick fogs were emitting from the cracks in these stones, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the sound of the breath of the ground penetrating.

What pleased me the most was that these stones were warm, which made me extremely happy when I was shivering in the cold air, and I began to move these stones, trying to dig a pit in the ground and bury myself.

I moved a few rocks and slowly dug a small hole, I looked at the pit and slowly remembered the third memory, Sue was in the thick fog and gave me a hint that I could rely on to find all the tools I needed, I followed the hint and found a large hole hidden by leaves under a tree.

The hole was very deep, and at the bottom of the hole, I found another relic chest, along with a lot of tools, including the alarm clock. These are all things that Sue prepared here in advance.

Dog's day, the hole where the god was hiding, I actually discovered it first, but then he took it again. Can you fight like this? It's just unreasonable.

And then, how do I know the way out? It has something to do with that prompt, but I can't remember what that tip is.

In the intervals of that memory, I can remember that Su gave me the black relics when she said the hint. So those black relics were put in my pocket at that time, and those black relics were related to finding a way out.

But I gave all these black relics to the gods.

I wiped my cold sweat and continued to comfort myself that it was okay, and it would be fine when I remembered it.

I was lying in the stone pit, the warm stone made me drowsy, I didn't even want to leave here for a single step, and the things I began to think about began to grow more and more, more and more explosively. After my body warmed up, my thoughts began to appear in countless threads, and countless memories began to appear.

One day, two days, three days, four days, in the first fog, my memories of each day began to slowly appear, this fog seemed to last for a very long time, and my stone was engraved with the days I spent in the fog, night, day, day by day. None of these memories appear in order, a little here and there.

In a month's time, the deepest memory in my mind appeared one day more than a month later, the last fog, which lasted here for a month, in that fog, Su and I had already met the people of the Luo family, and we had to know the ins and outs of everything. After the fog receded, we forgot everything.

And all the things I heard and what happened in this valley over the course of a month were jaw-dropping. I looked at the soles of my feet, and I also understood that the thing I promised Su was far from being as simple as sending him here.