Realizing that the voice was wrong, he hurriedly turned his head to look, and under the illumination of the moonlight, a little cold light was reflected.

It was a dagger, and when my aunt saw this, she immediately bent down and picked it up.

She picked up the dagger and looked at it, and with the light source of the flashlight, I saw that there were many patterns engraved on her hand, and there were a few English letters at the root of the dagger.

The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, and I immediately remembered the fat man's dagger, which was exactly the same as this one.

I sensed that something was wrong, so I asked for the dagger from my aunt's hand, and looked at it carefully, and the root of the dagger was engraved with three English letters, which was the first spell of my name.

Because this dagger was given to the fat man by me personally, he always carried it with him, and even when he slept, he would press it under the pillow and treasure it like a treasure.

But now that it has appeared here, it is absolutely in a state of force to do so if you can throw your close-fitting baby everywhere on the road.

It is very likely that it is the mark left by the fat man to us, which means that we are not wrong, and the fat man is in front!

But since he took this dagger as a mark, it means that he is likely to have encountered an accident, and there is really no way to throw it away.

Thinking of this, I am very anxious in my heart, but I can't be anxious anymore, and my mind must not be affected again, otherwise it is very likely that I will miss the best opportunity to rescue the fat man.

Although it's always the fat guy who causes trouble every time, after all, it's my person, and I still don't want him to have an accident.

Immediately after that, I told my aunt about the general situation, and then we hurried forward.

After walking for about five minutes, I came to a fork in the road, and I couldn't stand it anymore, and I was angry, and I said, is this a mountain road or a fork in the road?

So many intersections? Do you use us as guinea pigs?

But I was still suppressing my emotions in my heart to avoid being affected by the mountain.

Although it is a fork in the road, fortunately, there are only two roads, the same left and right, and the same 50% probability.

The difference is that this time there is no Zhang Tianyi by his side, so he must not be as hasty as before.

Even if it was the right one, it might be wrong this time.

Just when I was carefully looking for any marks left by the fat man at the intersection of the two intersections, my aunt suddenly spoke.

"Go this way!"

I followed the prestige, but I was bewildered, for my aunt's hand was not pointing to either way, but to the between.

The place where there was no road, that place, overgrown with weeds and gravel, let alone walking on it, it seemed difficult to walk an inch.

It doesn't look like a place with a road at all, so why talk about the fat man walking here?

With a question mark on my face, I pointed to the middle and asked:

"I said, auntie, you didn't hallucinate, did you? Are you kidding? Where is the way? Isn't this a wasteland? ”

She shook her head, indicating that there was no hallucination, and I immediately wondered, since there was no hallucination, then why didn't I leave a good road and walk in a gravel place?

I looked at my aunt suspiciously, she didn't speak, just looked at the gravel field, and her eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

I thought she was joking with me, but her expression told me that she was serious! No kidding!

And I started to wonder a little bit about myself, did I really have to go there?

After a long silence, seeing that my aunt still had no intention of speaking, I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to ask again, after all, it was not possible to wait like this.

But before I could speak, my aunt immediately spoke:

"Just go here!" She paused, her eyes becoming more determined, and then added:

"When your father and I fell into a hallucination, this is where we walked, yes, this is where we walked!"

She repeated it twice, and her tone became more and more affirmative, not like nonsense, and it didn't make sense.

Except for Zhang Tianyi, who has no memory, then, my aunt is the only one who knows the route.

Since she said that it was this gravel field that they walked back then, it must not be wrong, and it is very likely that the fat man also walked here.

After all, they were all led to the tomb in the end, and the route must be the same.

I nodded, agreeing with my aunt's statement, agreeing to go to the middle, even if it is not the same road as the fat man, as long as my aunt is not mistaken, she will definitely be able to go to the tomb in the end.

Immediately it hit it off, my aunt walked in front and I followed closely behind.

The gravel ground is very difficult to walk, large and small stones, both awkward and easy to fall, and there are many relatively soft stones, which will be broken into slag with a little force.

As a result, I walked one foot deeper, one foot shallow, and almost fell several times, but fortunately, I still have the skills.

Smoothly stepping through the gravel ground, in front of us, a road appeared, as if it was killed from the middle of the road, very abrupt.

It's like a deliberate half-trim.

But thankfully, my aunt was not mistaken, and we were not wrong, because we found a shoe belonging to the fat man on the side of the road.

An army-green shoe, the one on the left foot, happened to be the one with the broken foot, and the fat man took it off.

I looked at the fat man's shoes and wondered a little in my heart, didn't the fat man be confused?

So how did he leave so many marks? Shoe prints, daggers, shoes, so many marks, is he awake or unconscious?

Thinking about it, I told my aunt the doubts in my heart, and my aunt said that the fat man was probably in a semi-conscious state.

In other words, I was not completely lost in my mind, and I still retained a trace of sober consciousness, so I was able to leave so many marks.

But then my aunt said:

"It is also possible that the fat man has been completely distracted and has fallen into a coma, but his body has been completely manipulated and has no consciousness.

And these marks are deliberately left behind in order to lead us through.

Then he walked into the tomb, fell into the trap, and was killed, and all because of the influence of this mountain and this tomb. ”

This is my aunt's exact words, at that time I really listened to the clouds, what manipulation, what coma, what is deliberate.

I didn't understand it at all, but after this incident, when I thought about it again, I figured out the meaning of the middle.

In other words, the fat man's mind was affected by the mountain and the tomb, and thus fell into a coma.

But he was guided forward by something in the tomb, and at the same time kept throwing things.

It's just to lead us through and then drop us all into the trap, and we understand that the fat man is leaving us a mark.

Although I didn't think of it at the time, I still feel a little afraid of that mountain when I think about it now.