When Lisa heard me ask, she shook her head again and again and said no, she was the only one on this island when she came to this island.

I hurriedly called the old ghost and Lisa, and looked around. Maybe they've survived, like us. I handed Lisa's bag back to her and saw her face broken. Just ask her what's wrong? By the way, why did she appear here?

As she walked, Lisa told her story of how she had come here:

It turned out that after the ship sank, a big wave hit. Instead of being swept out of the cabin by the current like me, Lisa hurriedly grabbed the life jacket hanging from the bulkhead. In a hurry, he grabbed something fixed and dodged the rapid rush of water. But the fierce flow of water still choked on several sips of water. When the cabin was already filled with water, he put on a life jacket and swam out of the hatch with a faint light.

Because the storm was too strong, she swam forward haphazardly. Fortunately, I was wearing a life jacket and was not in danger of being flooded. But the wind and waves slapping on the face are not a pleasant feeling. Lisa drank a lot of seawater in quick succession, and in her own words, was already full.

Lisa said stupidly that after this experience, she realized that the sea water was so salty!

After drinking, Lisa finally lost her body, and she lost consciousness even when she was choking. By the time she woke up, she had already reached a ditch. There was no one around, and Lisa panicked. I called everywhere, but no one answered. The bag on her body, I don't know when it's gone. I walked forward by myself, and as I walked, I also entered this cave.

At first, Lisa shouted and walked, calling out the names of me and the old ghost. However, the more he shouted, the more scared he became, and there was only his own voice around him. In the end, I had no choice but to keep silent and look forward.

I finally got out of the cave, and I finally felt a lot safer. As mentioned before, Lisa also has lingering feelings about the cave. It's dark outside, but it's still quite bright compared to inside the cave. Lisa's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

At that moment, Lisa faintly heard a slight "boom, boom" sound from the depths of the grass. With the sound, it was as if something was moving towards him.

Lisa quickly found a place to hide herself, quietly watching where the voice came from. Fortunately, the eyes have adapted to the darkness and are able to see things in general.

While Lisa was wondering, she saw a huge figure moving in response. Looking at its crawling motion, Lisa vaguely felt that the thing looked like a giant python, with a very thick body. She had never seen such a large python, and she was so frightened that she almost screamed. He stretched out his hand and hurriedly covered his mouth.

The giant python seemed to have listened to the movement, and quickly raised its head and looked around.

This look up did not matter, and Lisa was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head when she saw the thing. The head of the thing was like a fan, as if it had several heads attached. When I counted them, there were nine. Lisa nervously scratched her face, and her body was covered in white sweat.

Fortunately, the nine-headed monster seemed to be chasing something, and it didn't dwell too much here, so it swam away. It was a long time before Lisa dared to get up. As soon as I tried to get up, I found that I was so weak that I couldn't stand up. I could only stay where I was and recover for a long time before I could barely recover.

As soon as I stood up, I heard the sound of gunshots coming from the cave. Lisa was happy and scared at the same time! I'm glad to finally hear that there are living creatures in existence. What I'm afraid of is that people here are unfamiliar with the place, and the devil knows what the situation is over there. I wanted to go over and take a look, but I didn't know if the python was lurking around.

In desperation, he was hungry and thirsty, tired and hungry. As a girl herself, and unarmed, she was so scared and helpless that she even despaired. After a long while, there was no movement. I looked around carefully again, and then I dared to shout and call our names.

The rest is self-explanatory.

I, the old ghost, Lisa, and I, we kept walking. Although his mouth was talking, his eyes were not idle for a moment. I even feel that it is much sharper than before.

We walked all the way, and after walking for a few minutes, we found that the water had reached the end. The bottom of the water was not as deep as before, and gradually, it became a shallow stream.

In other words, there is no clue to Dickens and Tom at all. There were no remnants, no bodies, and no traces of activity. My heart is cold, the two of them, no, plus Edward is a total of three people, it is estimated that there is more than one luck!

I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in my heart, and the number of people was decreasing one by one. This qiē happened so fast that I didn't even have time to think about it. I don't know if this is the ghost island that Edward said.

A few of us didn't have any navigation equipment or maps about the place. The few sheepskin maps I carried on my body had been checked a long time ago, and they had nothing to do with it at all.

Because of all the changes in the past, I also had a heart, and sewed a few sheepskin maps that my aunt asked me to find, and sewed them into clothes, and wore them all the time. I didn't even dare to take it off when I was sleeping. As for the notebook my aunt sent me earlier, I also packed it in a sealed bag. Originally, it was to protect against rain, but I didn't expect it to be protected from seawater, and it was basically intact.

A few of us were looking for a room and found layers of mist rising from the surrounding woods and bushes. The fog rose very quickly, and those fogs spread everywhere in an instant. The jungle, which was already not very clear, suddenly became ethereal.

Lisa said that she was a little hungry at this time, so she suggested that we take a rest and then move on. After she reminded him, the old ghost said that he did feel hungry.

Lisa and I have been hungry since we fell under that damn spell. Often, I don't feel hungry for a day or two, or I am hungry for a few days, and no matter how much I eat, it is in vain. It makes me wonder if I have diabetes or Alzheimer's. Because of these symptoms, they are all in line with.

A few of us stopped, picked up some firewood, took the match from the handle of the saber, and lit the fire. (Note: Regular sabers have a back cover behind the handle.) When the back cover is removed, there are matches and hooks and lines inside, which are used for survival in the wild. The fiery red flame brought me a rare touch of warmth. We took out the things we had prepared from our bags and ate them in a formal manner.

While baking his clothes on the fire, he took out the crystal ball from his bag. Because of the "illusion" last time, I felt that it was still useful, so I was reluctant to discard it. Otherwise, it would have been thrown away long ago if it was so heavy.

Not long after he sat down, the crystal ball, under the light of the firelight, actually emitted a ray of light.