Although the black unidentified creature was temporarily freed, suspicion still hung over the hearts of the gunsmith and John. There are many strange things about this rainforest, and every time the two of them relax their spirits, new abnormalities will appear. Fortunately, this is not a desert, and there is no big problem with obtaining food and water. Otherwise, under this huge psychological pressure, the basic physiological needs will not be guaranteed, and John's wife may have a mental breakdown at any time.

Two hours had passed in the blink of an eye for that black episode, during which time the gunsmith and John had not spoken much, and the two of them had resumed their morning march, gritting their teeth even if they were tired, as if some unknown danger was chasing them.

At some point, dark clouds were rolling overhead, and it seemed that a heavy rain was about to fall, and at the same time, a shoal appeared in front of the two.

"We have to cross the river before the heavy rain arrives, otherwise the water level will rise. John said, looking at the situation ahead.

The gunsmith took a few steps into the water, then turned back, "The water is only up to knees now, but if you get to the center of the river, you may not even be able to step on it." Are you sure you want to do this? I saw that the other side would have to walk at least three or four hundred meters, maybe even further, in case it started to rain when we got to the center of the river......"

John interrupted directly: "We're going to be stuck there, we can't get to the other side, we won't have time to come back, the rushing river will wash us away when it rises, yes, I know, so we'd better stop rambling and get over quickly." As he spoke, he walked forward.

The gunsmith didn't say anything more and followed closely. He also knew in his heart that if heavy rain fell, it would be impossible to wade across the river, and there were two remaining methods. One is to take a detour upstream to see where the water level is lower and the river is narrower, but God knows which section of the river is the narrowest, maybe this shoal is the closest place between the two banks, and the rainforest has frequent precipitation, and it is normal for the water level to continue to rise and not recede.

As for the second method, it is to take the time to build a simple raft to cross the river, but if the river is very fast after the tide rises, the raft will have to be washed away like a person, and besides, staying on the wide river during a thunderstorm is very susceptible to lightning strikes.

Of course, there was a third option, to wait where and wait until the rain stopped, but judging from the conditions that the gunsmith and John had been through, they would rather take a detour than stop.

The clouds were thick and low, and the thunder was deep and close. This does not bode well, for five minutes at most it will be stormy and the shallows will be at the bottom of the river.

The gunsmith and John were only a third of the way by this time, and they were faced with the question of whether they should turn back immediately, it should be too late, and at least the two of them would have the option to make a detour when they returned to the shore.

"Do you think it's a good idea to go back?" asked the gunsmith.

John decisively rejected the proposal: "No, I have a strong premonition that there is still danger ahead, and it is close. This river and this rain is our best chance to get rid of those ghosts. Even if I am swept away by the river and fall all the way down the waterfall, I will never go back to the shore on that side. ”

"Maybe you're right, but ......," said the gunsmith, raindrops already on him, "we'll have to speed up to cross the river." ”

John replied, "Then let's fight!" and simply jumped forward and swam up.

The torrential rain in the jungle is unimaginable to urban people, and the intensity of the rain on people is almost like the artificial rain when filming a vulgar TV series, the hero and heroine cry in the rain without an umbrella, and a fire truck is parked outside the camera......

John and the gunsmith switched from wading to freestyle, and the current situation no longer has to think about conserving strength, the current problem is only a surge in the water level, but after a few more minutes, it is likely that there will be rapids or schools of piranhas, and even those who are capable will have to finish the fun by then.

The gunsmith's initial estimate of the distance was relatively accurate, and two minutes later, the exhausted two climbed onto the mud on the opposite bank, and as soon as they got ashore, they were both face up, their chests rose and fell violently, and they couldn't stop panting, this distance of more than 100 meters was not easy to swim, they didn't even take off their shoes, and the current in the river gradually accelerated. The two were able to get ashore safely, and I have to say that there was a certain element of luck, if they stayed in the water for a few dozen more seconds, or if a broken tree suddenly floated upstream, it would be difficult to say.

Looking back at the torrent behind him, the gunsmith only felt afraid. The so-called capable person is only a person in front of the forces of nature, and he is far from being superhuman. In his lifetime, if he reaches the realm of strength or above, he may have the ability to spend it calmly in front of this situation.

As the rain grew heavier, and the water continued to rise, and the banks of the river were in danger of being flooded, they relented a little, and got up to find a place to take shelter from the rain. John was in a good mood, and though he had become a chicken in the soup, those vicious and strange things had been separated from the other side of the river, and the adventure was worth it, and he might be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

"John, I have bad news for you, you have to be prepared. The gunsmith said suddenly.

John said, "What is it? What did you have in your pocket and fall into the river?"

"No, my pockets are sewn upside down, and I won't fall out if I hang upside down in a tree. The gunsmith replied: "What I am going to say is much more terrible than throwing things, in fact, I am already scared at the moment, you must hold on, do not scream or go berserk......"

John, who felt his scalp tingle, asked, "What is it?"

The gunsmith pointed to the jungle not far ahead: "This road...... Do you remember, the way we crossed the river? ”

John looked in the direction of the gunsmith's finger, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Actually, my eyesight is good, and I can see the footprints we left when we came, although they are now gradually being washed away by the rain. The gunsmith said and turned back: "Look at the other side, we saw the opposite bank before we crossed the river, and the scenery is exactly the same. ”

John sat down on the ground: "What's the matter...... No way...... Why is this happening?!"

"A more reasonable explanation is that we turned around and came back on our own. ”

"No way! Have we turned a hundred and eighty degrees and swam in the wrong direction without knowing it?" John roared.

The gunsmith let out a long breath, and the rain made the hair on his forehead stick to his eyelids, and he pulled back his hair, and said with a solemn expression: "We are likely to encounter a situation that is similar to folding space, that river, like a mirror, seems to have passed, but in fact finally turned back. ”