As soon as he thought that he was going to be hit, he immediately squatted down and first touched the ground with his hand. It's okay not to touch it, but when I touch it, I was sweating profusely, and my feet were not wooden floors, but hard clods, and they were still uneven.

I touched my back a few more times, and the road I came to was all this kind of clods, and my heart suddenly tightened, and I was so frightened by this sudden change that I almost didn't sit on the ground. I always thought that I had overcome the fear of sudden situations in my heart and could adapt to any sudden situation, but when this situation came, I still felt the fear, and now it seems that I still have not passed my own level.

The heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, creating a premonition of extreme fear. I don't know if I've been tricked, but I do know that I must be walking towards a trap. The only thing that puzzled me was that the clods of dirt under my feet were uneven, but I had just walked so smoothly without noticing at all, which was so unreasonable.

I'm trying to keep the fear in my heart as much as possible, reminding myself not to move, and at the same time calming my nerves and relieving the stress that is being in my mind. My brain is constantly filtering the structure of the wooden building, and although I don't know what the layout of the second floor looks like, I have also seen the frame of the wooden building from the outside.

For now, I had to figure out where I was, if I had been hit, and even though there was a clatter of wood in the distance, I knew I couldn't go any further.

When I was outside, I observed that the whole wooden building was not connected to the outside, only the roof of the wooden building was connected to the mountain rocks above, so the overall structure of the wooden building should be made of wood, but why is there a clod of earth under my feet now? If this is on the first floor, I don't think I will think about this problem, but this is on the second floor, and I only have a wooden floor under my feet, and there can be nothing else, unless I am no longer in the wooden building. 『**Words*Love**

For a while, this question was in my mind, and I was also so confused by this question that I forgot many details that I had come by. I'm repeating myself that I need to be calm, and that only being awake can solve the problem. Although I was constantly reminding myself, I still couldn't calm down, although my brain was awake and my will was still there, but I thought of all the details for a while, and I'm afraid it's hard for me to do it now.

I have to admit that I panicked a little when I touched the clod of dirt under my feet, because this is not a small matter, this is a big matter related to my life, and nothing is more important than life. I took a few deep breaths, calmed my mind with a forced method, closed my eyes and thought quietly.

I have to get this straight, because only by figuring out this problem can I know if I'm still in the wooden building. If I'm no longer in the wooden building now, then I must have been tricked, and it's hard to say whether I can return to the wooden building.

My brain was rapidly calculating the area of the entire first floor, and after knowing the area of the first floor, I had to start remembering how many steps I had walked after walking through the screen to get here, because only in this way could I calculate whether I was still in the wooden building.

I began to recall step by step, and calculated every big step and small step very carefully, trying to minimize the error. After a period of careful conversion, I have deduced that where I am now, this should be the wall on the second floor. If it is not on the second floor, but on the first floor, then this location should be the gate that has just entered the wooden building, that is, I am now above the gate of the wooden building.

Walking up the stairs to this point, I had just passed the entire second floor, and I should have walked to the other end of the second floor by now, but I didn't feel any walls around me.

Although I figured out where I was, I didn't solve the substantive problem either, because there were no walls around me at all. I tried many times around with a torch and never hit any resistance, which had to make me wonder if I had made a mistake in my calculations.

After a period of thinking and struggle, I am still very firm in the results of my calculations, although I am not sure that they are 100% accurate, but the error will never be greater than one step. If this is the case, a new question arises, then where are the walls, even if it is a wooden building, there should be wooden walls. At least when I looked outside, the second floor was walled and made of pure wood.

At that moment, the distant clatter of wood suddenly stopped, and the ghostly cries for help and the swishing jumps disappeared almost at the same time. There was silence all around me, and I was startled by the sudden silence, and my heart, which had been relieved, suddenly began to beat rapidly.

It's like two people fighting in the dark, neither of them can see each other, and they can only rely on their voices to discern each other's location. But if the other party suddenly quiets down and no longer gives you any sound, you will have a sense of fear, because you don't know what the other party is doing, you don't know where the other party is, and when to make any moves to you, so all this is unknown, only when the other party really moves, you know where the other party is, but then it may be too late.

I'm in a worse situation now than fighting in the dark, because I don't even know who the enemy is or how many there are. I tried to squat and walk back, but this time after walking a few steps, I felt that the road was uneven, how I walked and how it didn't feel right, and I even suspected that I was going in the wrong direction.

I walked ten steps back, and I didn't even reach the wooden floor, and a cold sweat broke out on my face. I'm beginning to understand why the voices have just disappeared, because it's likely that I've been tricked, and the angry ghosts have done their purpose.

As soon as I thought that I had fallen into the trap of these angry ghosts, my heart became more and more furious, and I began to shout for help with my throat around, first a few little wolves, and then a few old prostitutes, but no matter how I shouted, no one answered.

I don't know if I was taken to another place by the angry ghost, but I am sure that the old prostitute is not in the same place as me, and they can't hear my cries for help, and if the old prostitute can hear it, then he will definitely respond to me in the first place.

Now it seems that I am already isolated, and I am not sure whether I am still in this wooden building, although I can't see my own expression, but I think it must be a blank face, because I don't know what to do at this time.