Chapter Seventy-Three: The Fog Is Poisonous

As for the reason why the cold moon also left a mark on my mark, I thought about it carefully, and there could be two reasons.

The first is that she is like me, she encounters something like a ghost hitting the wall, and no matter how she goes, she will eventually find that she will come back.

Because he made the same choice as me, he left a triangular mark on the tree.

But there is one thing I have never figured out, that is, the cold moon is going east, and I am going west.

Why did she leave a mark on my side?

Could it be that this is not the case to the east of her, but only on my side?

She came to my side to look for me, and she fell in?

So should I say that she is unlucky, or lucky?

What's more, whether that's the case or not, even if everything is exactly what I guessed, one thing is completely unreasonable.

That is, I have already made a very obvious mark, and Leng Yue will definitely be able to think that the triangular mark was made by me when she sees it.

And she just had to follow the mark I had made, and she would find me.

So judging from the above inferences, the probability of this kind of thing like me should not be very large.

And the second is: Cold Moon knows that I made the mark, but if you look for me or find a way out, Cold Moon clearly knows that her mark is engraved on my mark.

But she still chose to do so, so the question here is very worth pondering.

So I have a deeper guess, or maybe Lenovo can also be.

I wonder if the reason Leng Yue did this was to tell me in disguise that she saw the mark I left behind, and at the same time left a mark herself, and let me know that although we were separated.

But we're actually on the same route.

But that doesn't seem to make sense.

Because if we were really on the same line, then I would have been standing there for a while now.

It doesn't make sense at all that she hasn't found me yet, and besides, my voice can obviously travel far away, so Li Dabao doesn't care about me and ignores me.

Leng Yue didn't have any reason to talk about this situation at all, and ignored me.

Even if Li Dabao found out that I had really disappeared, he obviously didn't do such a stupid thing.

After all, it's a matter of priority, and if we get separated in a place like this, the three of us know exactly what to expect.

Thinking about it, I suddenly had a very bold guess.

That's me, is it possible, Leng Yue and I have actually been repeating each other's lines all the time.

But no matter how close we were, we still couldn't see each other.

For example, Leng Yue may have passed by me just now, or I may have actually walked past Leng Yue, but neither of us can see each other.

If you think about it a little deeper, is it possible that Leng Yue will think the same way as me when she sees the mark on the tree?

Although this speculation seems a bit nonsense and a bit sci-fi, I think so.

In fact, I also have my own personal basis.

That is, from the first time I carved the triangular marks on the freckled tree until I discovered the marks I had made, it took about forty or fifty minutes in terms of time.

Now my watch says 4:40 p.m.

The surroundings became dark again, the sunlight overhead was almost gone, and the scattered beams were no longer white, but had a yellowish tinge.

It's a little weird to illuminate the whole forest.

Other than that, I walked quite slowly, especially the second time.

With Leng Yue's hand, I won't say that the second will be there to catch up, but it will definitely not take more than ten minutes.

All of a sudden, I remembered a story about physics that my physics teacher told us in junior high school.

It's about a natural phenomenon of interlaced time.

The most important feature of this natural phenomenon is that several people doing the same thing at the same time and in the same place cannot see each other.

It's as if several people are in the same place, but they don't belong to the same space, it's like the existence of parallel universes.

So a lot of times, it is also said that these phenomena are called spatial folding.

But if it is related to these, there will be a more obvious BUG, that is, these triangle marks I see are obviously located in a time and space.

The effect of spatial interlacing on the surroundings is completely undifferentiated, so this theory would not be so valid if it was forcibly placed here.

In the end, I really can't figure out what this phenomenon is all about.

Watching the time pass minute by minute, once the sky is completely dark, I enter the point where I can't see my fingers.

Then everything seems to be completely finished.

Who would have thought that the edge of the hinterland of the 100,000 mountains in Raojiang was already so dangerous, and what a dangerous place it would be if it really entered the central hinterland.

Hell?

I rested against the freckled tree, my paratrooper knife scratching at the ground.

Reaching out to take out a cigarette to smoke, he found that the cigarette was also on Li Dabao's body.

I didn't touch the smoke, but I did feel the sand mark I hung around my neck.

The moment I saw the sand print, I felt like I had caught something, but when I thought about it, I couldn't remember it.

Getting up and looking up at the two triangles in the freckle tree, I understood.

That is, the triangular mark of the freckled tree in front of me was carved by me for the first time, and the triangular mark on it was carved by Cold Moon after me.

But when I walked back for the second time, the triangular mark I saw was engraved by Leng Yue, and I was startled at that time, thinking that the mark was my own, but later I found out that it was Leng Yue's, so I thought it was Leng Yue and showed me the way.

So I kept looking down until I saw the double triangle marker, and I was stuck in a kind of mental loop.

Thinking about it, I looked diagonally to the opposite side, and the mark left by the cold moon on the tree was still as good as new.

Looking at this mark, I seem to think of a possibility!

That is, if I made the same mark next to this triangular mark of the cold moon.

From the perspective of time, when Leng Yue returned to this tree again, she would definitely notice that I had just come here or passed by.

With this in mind, I picked up my paratrooper knife and left a new mark of the cross under the triangular mark of the cold moon.

This new cross mark is relatively close to the triangle mark of the cold moon, like an umbrella, and it is very prominent, at least much more conspicuous than the two upper and lower triangles.

After doing this, I did not stop, but riveted the Russian paratrooper knife with all my strength and thrust it into the triangular void.

Then sit in place and wait under the tree.

Actually, I'm gambling too!

Bet on whether a guess in my heart is accurate.

And the purpose of this is actually very simple, which is to wait for a time difference between me and the cold moon.

As long as I stay and don't leave, then Leng Yue will definitely meet 'me' in the same route.

Of course, this 'I' is in quotation marks.

It was also a few hours of tossing, and my physical and mental exhaustion caused me to feel a little sleepy as soon as I sat down.

At the same time, I noticed that the light of the whole forest gradually dimmed, and finally even the last pale yellow sunlight was gone.

There was a hazy state around me, as if someone had covered a layer of gray-black gauze in front of my eyes.

I looked down at the watch on my wrist, and the time showed 4:54.

At this point in time, yesterday, the visibility was still very clear, and even if the environment was the same, it would not have been dark so soon.

I turned on the searchlight on my hiking helmet, and then I realized that it seemed to be foggy all around, but because of the already dim space just now, I didn't notice it for a while.

There was some itching at the tip of the nose, and between breaths, I only felt a little cold in my lungs, and at the same time there was some slight tingling, but this stinging pain was very mild, not that it was unbearable.

But even that made me realize something.

Is my inability to get out related to these black fogs?

But just as I stood up and was about to pull out my paratrooper knife and leave the black fog first.

Suddenly, I noticed that there were four words standing up just below the cross mark I had just left.

Fog Run!

Face Ann!

These four words are very simple, the font is large and obvious, as if I am afraid that I will not see it.

I reached out and touched the four words, which were wet, apparently not long ago.

When I saw this, my whole scalp exploded.

I've been squatting under the tree, when was this word engraved by the cold moon?

Could it be that she was by my side just now?

Although I saw these words, and knew that it could be dangerous for me to be in the dark fog.

But where can I run away at this time?

Anyway, I'm not going to come back here?

So I took out the paratrooper knife and punched one under these four words? Number!

Almost in me? At the same time that the number was engraved, I saw in? An afterimage appeared underneath the number.

As the afterimage swayed, several words appeared again that were clearly messy and scribbled.

"Silly! The fog is poisonous, run ......! ”

The other party's answer made me stunned for a moment, and then I looked around again, good fellow, one was not paying attention, and the darkness around me had completely enveloped me.

Even though the hiking helmet has a searchlight on it, the visibility is still less than five meters.

But seeing that Leng Yue's handwriting is so messy, it doesn't fit her character at all, and she is obviously in a very urgent situation.

And there was a cool feeling in the nasal cavity.

I didn't smell anything particularly strong, I just felt some tingling in my lungs.

But the gas mask was on the mule and was not carried with him.

I could only cover my nose, pull out the Russian paratrooper knife, and casually find a direction and run out......!