It was some kind of impulse that made him look forward to the night a little.

Qu Tao felt himself carefully, and did not find anything wrong at this time, so he was relieved, and it seemed that his awe of the night was not as strong as before.

Shaking his head, he dispelled the inexplicable thoughts and looked up.

Further on, the vegetation became more lush, the hills towered, and the trees became thicker and older, and the place was closer to wilderness.

It seems that human tracks have never been seen here, and everything seems primitive.

Finding that there was no crisis around, he was a little relieved, took out dry food, and the tiger meat that was roasted yesterday, and ate it with water.

The previous consumption was huge, and the body was empty, only a little internal qi was left when the chest muscle groups were condensed, but it was also a drop in the bucket.

You must rest for a while and adjust a little, otherwise in this state, you may not be bitten by some beast.

It was still early, and after resting for a stick of incense, he didn't stay long, and set off again, going deeper.

The further you go, the more dense the forest becomes, and even some ancient trees have grown together, intertwined, and any tree needs to be hugged by two people.

The roar of the beast was incessant, and from time to time birds of prey flew in the sky, and the cry seemed to pierce the golden cracked stones.

Walking in one direction, he carefully restrained his breath and moved secretly, not wanting to meet the beasts in the forest.

There are dangers here, and it is necessary to raise the spirit of 120,000 points, and Qu Tao has not slackened off.

An hour passed, and after walking more than 20 miles, the foot was really not slow, but at this time the sun was already seen in the forest, and the towering dense forest, the branches and leaves were like a thick cloud overhead, and only the dappled light and shadow were cast from the gaps.

It was dark and damp, the ground was full of rotting leaves, and even the air was filled with a sense of moisture, and the movement that should have been in the forest had disappeared, and the roar of beasts was gone, and the sound of insects was gone.

Along the way, he carved marks on the rough wood from time to time, so as not to get lost in the dense forest, it is not impossible, many experienced hunters, not killed by fierce beasts, but lost in the dense forest, and finally do not know where to die.

For some reason, he found that this place was a little gloomy, and the air seemed to be much colder than outside, and he felt a chill in his back inexplicably, as if there were fierce beasts hiding in the dark and staring at him.

He turned his head suddenly, but there was nothing behind him, and the feeling of a chill down his spine disappeared as he turned around.

"Delusion?"

Qu Tao's brows were furrowed, his ears were shaking, and his wind listening skills were activated by him, listening to those subtle sounds.

"No, it's not a delusion. ”

There seemed to be a white shadow flashing in the distance, fleeting, and he was only afraid that he would be dazzled by ordinary people, but he had farsightedness and paid attention to every movement.

The white shadow was definitely not an illusion, it seemed to be some kind of beast, but it didn't make a sound.

There's something weird here.

Qu Tao suddenly moved, and ran towards the place where the white shadow flickered, but when he got closer, he didn't find anything, the ground was covered with rotten leaves, and there was no trace of trampling on it.

His gaze swept over an ancient tree, but his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly took a closer look, and his expression became solemn.

"No, this ancient tree has just been engraved with a mark, why did it disappear?"

Qu Tao will never be mistaken, when he stepped here just now, he casually carved two words on the tree - four six.

In particular, the rough wood he selected and depicted is characteristic, just like this tree, which is different from other thick trees that are straight, it grows obliquely, and is the most conspicuous among the countless trees that come into view.

He looked closer, and saw that the handwriting he had carved into the trunk had disappeared, as if it had never existed.

The reason why he carved the character 462 is because this is the forty-sixth tree he carved, and the trees he selected are all very distinctive, and they are the kind of trees that can be seen from a long distance that are obviously different from other rough woods.

Like crooked necks, forks, stumps, and decay, they can be distinguished at a glance and are easy to remember.

"It's weird, let's go back first. ”

He glanced back, the dense forest was gloomy, the light was dim, and everywhere he could see looked very different from the normal forest, even he would feel depressed, which was definitely not what a normal mountain forest should be.

After exiting along the road he came from, and after walking nearly 100 meters, he suddenly stood up and looked at a thick log in front of him with a shocked face.

It was a crooked log!

Qu Tao felt a little chill on his body, only to feel that there seemed to be some unknown existence around him, which was affecting his senses.

"How is that possible?"

He stepped forward to check, but the result surprised him.

The crooked rough tree in front of him was not the one he had carved the handwriting before, and the strange thing was that the handwriting that had disappeared before had now appeared on the trunk of the tree again.

"Why is this happening? I am lost? But it can't be! I was obviously walking along the way I came, and there were a few thin footprints on the ground that I had deliberately stepped on. ”

Four-six.

These two words were very conspicuous at this time, and he couldn't ignore them at all.

Qu Tao turned back again and saw that it was still a dense forest, but it was a little different from the last time he looked back.

This time, everything I saw was even more eerie, and the dappled sunlight that had been cast through the gaps in the leaves seemed to be a little less at this time.

It felt a little dimmer than before.

He is observant of subtlety, and these are by no means illusions.

Qu Tao couldn't understand the reason, his heart moved, and the firewood knife in his hand slashed at the rough wood in front of him.

One, two, three!

Three knives fell, and the rough wood broke in response to the sound, and fell to the side, and the branches were broken and crackled.

He cut off another corner of the broken stake, took the piece of wood in his hand, looked back, and then went back the way he had come without looking back.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and this time he didn't hold back, like a lone wolf jumping in the mountains, extremely fast.

A moment later, after walking more than 100 meters, he stopped, and his body shook.

Ahead, a rough wood that should have been cut down grows diagonally!

Back!

The sunlight was dappled, the light spots on the ground were a little less than before, the surrounding scenery was a little darker, and at this time, there seemed to be a slight mist in the forest, and everything that came into view seemed even more strange and unknowable.

There was a chill on his body, and the temperature in the forest seemed to be a little lower than just now.

The hand holding the firewood knife shook, but Qu Tao was surprisingly calm.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and strode alone.

When he came to the thick wood, his eyes shrank when he saw the trunk.

There was no handwriting on it, and the words 462 that I saw for the second time disappeared again, but the rough wood was complete, and it didn't look like it had been cut down once before.

But the wooden block in his hand is real!

He put the block of wood in the bag around his waist, swung his knife again, and cut the wood to the ground in three or two blows, and then walked forward without looking back.

The scenery on the road is still the same, and there is no change in the slightest, which makes him believe that this is indeed the road he has walked before.

It's just that after walking 100 meters like this, he once again saw the scene he didn't want to see.

A thick log in front of it fell to the ground, the fracture was smooth and clean, and there was no stubble, which had been cut down with a knife. And at the fracture, there is a palm-sized gap, and there are still four or six characters on the trunk.

The temperature around me was dropping, and the coolness on my body was even worse, and when I looked back, the sun was even more sparse in the forest, and there was a mist in the forest.

Silent and eerie.

"I must be trapped in some kind of weird formation, everything here is extremely weird, broken wood is reborn, there is obviously something deceiving my senses, and the changes around me are obvious, every time I walk along the road, the light is dimmed, is there something that doesn't want to let me out?"

"Or is there some kind of weirdness in this place itself? Is it the white shadow?"

Qu Tao's thoughts turned sharply, calmly analyzed, and finally couldn't come to a conclusion, he had never experienced all this.

"Don't waste time!"

He reached out and took out the wooden block in the bag and placed it in the gap to close it tightly.

"It's true that I cut it myself, but I'm not sure it's some kind of weird being who made it to induce me. ”

Putting away the block and taking a deep breath, he walked forward again, this time slowly, his eyes scanning the surroundings to write down everything around him.

Stop-and-go, more than 100 meters, he walked for nearly half an hour.

And this time, what appeared in front of him was still a moment of rough wood, still growing obliquely.

"Sure enough!"

After feeling the air around him become colder, and the light spots in the forest becoming more sparse, he had some enlightenment.

He's spinning around, and every time he walks, the temperature drops and the sun gets less when he comes to the way he came.

It seems that if you continue like this, this dense forest will be plunged into darkness.