I understand what Qu Fattou said, the first fork in the road we encountered was the one with the two lightning signs of true and false.

This lightning sign was reserved for Sima and was used specifically for us to show him the way forward.

With Sima's cautious disposition, it is impossible to leave such a mark at both intersections at the same time.

On closer inspection, I recognized that the lightning mark marked at the intersection on the right was not really left by Sima.

Rather, it is left behind by other "people" in disguise.

At the time, I didn't know who had left this false mark, but I don't think he had a good idea to leave the fake mark.

In order to find Sima, we followed the mark of truth left by Sima and entered the ice cave on the left side of the fork in the road.

In the ice cave on the left.

Our experience is indeed colorful, not only met a sun-absorbing "female ghost", but also figured out the origin of the ** female corpse that led me to the ice gap in the middle of the night, and then was attacked by the golden armored spider man who broke through the ice, and then saw a large army of frozen monsters, until the last we ran to the end of this ice cave, and were blocked by this weird "mirror" at the end.

It was at this point that I couldn't help but doubt my judgment.

Maybe the person who left the mark at that fork in the road didn't really mean to harm us, maybe he really wanted to show us the right way.

It's just that I can't guess my head, and I can't think of anyone who is so kind and will secretly show us the way forward.

Could it be Xi Jing?

It may be possible that we are here to find her.

It's just that if Xi Jing is really in this Frozen World Realm, the mark at the fork in the road is really left by her, in order to show us the way, since I have already come to know the Dao, why hasn't she come out to meet me?

Besides, if that mark was really left by Xi Jing, why did she have to leave a mark for pretending to be Sima?

Why don't you just leave me a message?

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally denied the possibility that the false mark of the fork in the road was left by Xi Jing.

Since it can't be left by Xi Jing, who will it be?

Of course, my current thinking is all based on the possibility that the person who left the false mark is not malicious, and that "he" or "she" is really showing us a safe route.

however

This is possible, but it is very small

Anyway, now that we've reached the end of the ice cave, we're facing a dead end.

At the moment, it seems that we have no choice but to return the way we came, until we return to the fork in the road we first encountered.

Regardless of whether the "person" who left the false mark was really well-intentioned, and no matter what was in that ice cave, we could only try our luck in entering that ice cave.

However, if we do make such a choice, it means that we will have to experience the terrifying feeling of being glared at by countless monsters through the ice just now.

We ran all the way just now, and we didn't know how long and how long the road had run, and we didn't know how many monster armies there were, we only knew that if we decided to return the way we came, it would be a terrifying nightmare after all.

however

There is no other way, no choice

"Fat head, let's take out everything else to eat"

After making a decision in my heart, I immediately opened my mouth and said to Qu Fattou.

Listening to my inquiry, Qu Fattou pulled the heavy mountaineering bag beside him, tossed and turned together in it, and took out a few packets of compressed biscuits and a few pieces of yak beef jerky.

"There's nothing left, that's all the stuff left."

Qu Fattou said as he threw the compressed biscuits at me and Chen Hudan.

"Let's eat it all, after eating, our brother will be on the road."

I picked up the compressed biscuit that Qu Fat Head threw at my feet and handed it to Chen Hudan, who was squatting beside me.

"Phew!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the fat head on the other side speak.

"Good dog's big white life! What the fuck are you talking nonsense? What do you mean to be full of food, how many brothers are good to go on the road? I'll tell you the truth! Before I finish this pack of things, I don't plan to die! ”

Qu Fattou yelled at me, and at the same time reached out to pat the mountaineering bag containing the golden armor beside him, and the sound of the metal hitting suddenly made Chen Hudan, who was stunned by the eyes of Chen Hudan, who took the compressed biscuits, flash a trace of anger in his eyes.

"That's it!"

I have to say that the virtue of Qu Fattou, a ruffian hooligan, also reveals some positive energy that will never give up.

I saw a slight reassuring smile on my face.

"Don't be foolish, hurry up and eat and drink enough to replenish your strength, let's go back the same way."

With that, I opened a pack of compressed biscuits and opened my mouth to bite into it.

But I didn't think about it, and I almost broke my two big teeth all of a sudden.

The compressed biscuits we brought were the munitions that the arms profiteer Meng Chai had thrown upside down, and according to this guy, they were specially supplied for the Indian mountain divisions.

We've tasted it before, it's a good thing that counts as a fart, and it's as hard as a brick, but considering Ah San's virtue that has never seen the world, it is estimated that these things are really good in their eyes.

These compressed biscuits are hard to swallow in themselves, so after entering the snowy mountains, we hardly touched them, and now I have no choice but to try them, damn it, the compressed biscuits that are already hard as bricks, and at this time in this ice cave it is like biting into a steel plate.

"Fuck me!"

Just when I was staring at the steel plate in my hand and was surprised to myself, I heard another exclamation from the fat head on the other side.

"This thing can be used as a secret weapon!"

While exclaiming, Qu Fattou also knocked two palm-sized yak jerky in his hands on each other, only to hear that the yak jerky after the impact actually made a "click" like a stone knocking sound.

I looked at the two pieces of frozen beef jerky in Qu Fattou's hand, the corners of my mouth twitched involuntarily, and then I looked down at the bricks in my hand, and I felt a little comfort in my heart.

It seems that Lao Tzu is not the most unlucky.

"Let's make do with it"

I muttered a sentence and raised the compressed biscuit to my lips again