Daomu Biji

Chapter 21 Second Night: It

I felt a little bit disappointed, but I immediately understood that the dull oil bottle was right. I am not a determined person. In such a tired and not fully recovered situation, I ca n’t keep a good night watch. Will be in danger.At this time, letting the dull oil bottle stay all night is actually forced by the situation.

The fat man didn't object. He only said: "I don't think it's enough to be alone. Brother, you can't keep such a big place alone. I will stay with you for half night at night. After staying tonight, let's go to another place tomorrow and rest hard."

The dull oil bottle thought for a while and said nothing.The fat man said: "That's it."

I was thinking about whether to sleep anymore, but then I thought about it. I will have to take a rest for the stuffed oil bottle tomorrow. I can put him to rest tomorrow after I rest. This makes me feel more comfortable.

The fat man stretched his waist and said, "This is basically the case, don't think about it. Let's think about what to do tomorrow. Brother, you just said you have a way to find the entrance. What's going on? ? "

The dull oil bottle looked at him and said, "This method is very difficult to succeed, not to mention it."

The fat man immediately said: "Don't, don't, don't you listen first, I don't want to go back like this."

The dull oil bottle was silent for a moment and looked at us: "Let's go to Wenjin."

Both the fat man and I were stunned, and then I smiled bitterly, shaking my head while laughing.Indeed, this method is difficult to succeed. It is already very difficult for us to reach this camp. Moreover, the goal here is huge, and the signal smoke guides the direction. There is only one person in Wenjin, and he can still escape. Finding one in such a large sea of ​​trees Man is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

The fat man was full of hope. At this time, he flinched and said: "You might as well say to catch his uncle, the difficulty is almost the same. Moreover, maybe Wen Jin doesn't know the entrance yet, which Xiao Wu found on the note It ’s not that she went back without entering here. "

The stuffy oil bottle threw some firewood into the campfire and said, "No, she must know."

"why?"

"My feeling." The dull oil bottle said lightly.

The fat man looked at me and shrugged his shoulders, and then he sighed, "I feel, my feeling is that this time I must have run away in vain." After taking a sip of water, he shook his head in frustration.

A few people didn't speak anymore. I thought about it there, but I felt that the oil bottle was so well-founded.

According to the ins and outs of the matter, it is inferred that all the sources are on those tapes. Judekao and I have received the tapes. We have learned through a different way that Wenjin had conducted an inspection several years ago, which contributed to this adventure. .Therefore, the purpose of Wen Jin sending video tapes should be to lead us to this ghost place.

The purpose of my uncle's trip was to track Judeka's team, figure out what they were tracking, and to investigate the true purpose of their activities in China over the years.But Judeco ’s team collapsed before he entered the Devil City, and the tracking lost meaning. With the character of my third uncle, he would severely confess and confess to the remaining Judeka people after meeting with the black blind. Jude tested the purpose of this trip.

Therefore, the information that Uncle San might get should be limited. In this case, it seems that Wenjin who sent the videotape must be the one who knows the most. There is no reason why Uncle San can know. Wenjin will not know.

I was a little bit uncomfortable thinking about those girdles. What exactly was the same face on my face. If Wen Jin was really caught, I must ask.But this is not the time to consider these.I said to the fat man: "In any case, the probability of Wen Jin knowing is much greater than not knowing. I feel that we should not consider these outdated things when we have nowhere to go. It is better to think about it carefully. Any way to catch her. "

The fat man lit a cigarette and smoked, "It's not difficult, it's impossible, she sees that we will run, even if she has GPS on her body, we may not be able to catch her in such a big place. "

I said: "Maybe we can be a trap to lure her over."

"How are you going to lure? Seduced?" The fat man didn't have a good air. "The three of us are stripping and wandering in the woods? I'm afraid Wenjin is not good at this."

I sighed, it was really troublesome. If she was towards us, we would yell or use firelight as a signal. When there was always a response, the two sides would correct each other's direction and they might run into each other.But the problem is that she would run away when she saw us. Why?

I was depressed: "You said, why did she run when she saw us at the mouth of the canyon? Isn't it her who asked the master Dolma to send us a message? She appeared there at that time, and should be waiting for us, why Did n’t she meet us? Did she really lose her mind? "

The dull oil bottle slowly shook his head, saying that the judgment of the mental disorder was when we saw her covered with mud. Now that she knows that she is covered with mud, there is a reason, then obviously Wen Jin saw our The time was extremely calm.Her escape is the result of formal judgment.

The fat man was puzzled: "So it makes sense for her to run away, and we will not harm her. What is she running?"

"Calm ... run away ..." I understood what he meant, and my back became cold.

What is Wen Jin afraid of?

In her notes and in her messages, she repeatedly mentioned that she was escaping something, which she called "it", and she told us that the "it" was entering us in the Qaidam Basin Among.So, there is only one more reasonable possibility, and I said with a loud voice: "Did Wen Jin escape because she saw that 'it' among several of us?"

The dull oil bottle nodded: "I'm afraid that's how it is."

I looked immediately at the fat man, at Panzi in the tent, and at the stuffy oil bottle. I said, "I'm relying on it, won't it?"

"At the time, there were four brothers, Xiaowu, me, and Dapan. So, one of the four of us scared her away?" The fat man also looked at us. "There is a bad guy among us. ? "

I didn't make a sound with the stupid oil bottle. The fat man immediately raised his hand and said, "Fat man, I am a good person, definitely not me. I am not interested in your little lady."

"This is just an idea, maybe not." I feel very uncomfortable with this statement. Everyone here was born or died. I would rather believe that Wen Jin escaped because she was crazy.

"The key question is, what is that 'it'?" Fatty said, "Brother, don't you know?"

The dull oil bottle looked up at him and shook his head.

"Will anyone be dressed up like a few of us, one of us is pretending to be?" The fat man asked, and said he was pulling his face hard, showing his innocence, "Look, fat man, my face. It's original. "

"I thought about this. When you fell asleep, I already checked you and Pan Zi." The oil bottle said, "No problem."

I remembered that when I saw him, he was crouching next to Pan Zi. He was originally engaged in this famous hall. It seems that he had thought about this thing long ago, but he never said it.This man is really cunning.

The fat man looked at me: "What about Xiao Wu?"

I immediately pulled my face: "Relax, absolutely original."

"It's hard to say, you added it halfway, maybe you are pretending to be. Come, let my fat man check it." The fat man reached out and pulled hard, and my tears came out before the pain came, before letting go, "Count you through."

"So, it should not be a problem in this respect." The dull oil bottle pointed to Wen Jin's note in my pocket and asked me, "Is there any relevant record on it?"

I took it out and turned it over and shook my head: "What is certain is that in Wen Jin's description, this 'it' is tracking them, and it should be intellectual, and I feel that it should be a person, but I don't know why Will use this 'it'. "

The fat man stood up, drank a few sips of water, and handed the kettle to the stagnant oil bottle. "Speaking of them, isn't it your third uncle, will it be your third uncle? The black lights are blind, Wen Jin looks Maybe it ’s wrong, do n’t you look a little like your third uncle? ”

I said to myself that I was much more handsome. The dull oil bottle took over the fat man's kettle and was about to speak. At this moment, the fat man suddenly reached out and squeezed the dull oil bottle's face, holding it hard.

Chapter 22 Second Night: Blind

I was stunned by the fat man's move, and it took several seconds to understand what he wanted to do.

The dull oil bottle checked our face, but his own face was not checked. The fat man was afraid that he would play this kind of psychological game, but also to see if he had a human skin mask on his face.

The stagnant oil bottle didn't move, so he sat there and glanced at the fat man. He didn't pull anything off. Instead, he put the mud on his hands on the face of the stagnant oil bottle and smiled awkwardly: "In case, small Brother, you are also one of four people. His mother's careful driving has been a ship for thousands of years. "

The dull oil bottle drank without being angry, but ignored the fat man, I said to the fat man: "You don't need to attack."

The fat man said angrily: "What sneak attack, I move a little faster."

I'm used to the fat man's behavior, but I can't help but smile.The fat man sat back, probably feeling awkward, and shifted the topic: "This can prove that all four of us are innocent. Now, it seems that the meaning of this" it "may be different from the literal meaning. , Maybe it ’s not a creature, but something else entirely. "

"How to say?" I asked.

"In addition to animals, it can also be called objects. Maybe Wenjin escaped from it, is it a thing?"

Fat people always have whimsy, but this seems a little unreliable."Something?" I asked. "You mean, she has been escaping for more than ten years. Could it be our underwear or booger?"

"Of course, my mother's fat man doesn't mean these things," said the fat man. "There are things in your body that are related to this matter. Take them out and see, maybe we can find something."

I shook my head and said what to take, I didn't bring those snake-browed bronze fish.The dull oil bottle suddenly frowned, and said: "No, when it comes to objects, we don't count a thing."

"What is it?" We immediately gathered together.

"Anin."

At the moment I will be a shocker: "You mean, corpse?"

This is also possible, and it made my head numb, but when I thought about it, I felt like there was no direct evidence, but what happened to Aning was quite weird. Maybe it really has this relationship.

The fat man clapped his hands and said, "Oh, Xiao Wu, do you remember what happened to us in Linzi last night? This might not be the case. There is something wrong with Aning, so if you die, it becomes that thing."

I opened my mouth and said what I said. This thing could not be proved by guessing, and the body was no longer there. To say something weird, there is nothing so evil here.And at that time we didn't see anything clearly. Whether the thing was Aning, no one could pack the ticket.

Thinking about it, I could n’t take it anymore, and immediately waved my hand: “I do n’t think we should talk about this anymore. Now the premises are unclear, and Wen Jin is indeed crazy, maybe he must find out among these people at this time. A traitor is coming, I think it is unlikely. We still think about something more practical, how to catch her is more realistic. "

The fat man was not interested anymore and stood up and said, "Whatever I think, I say it is impossible. I can't think of it. I can't think of a dog. You don't have the skill of your grandfather. Now the actual Things, how to get through this evening, don't talk about these nonsense things. "Then she walked over, picked up the bucket where they dug the mud, and brushed it to Panzi's tent.

I looked at my watch and it was already night, and the last light in the sky had long since disappeared. In order to be safe, it was really necessary to take protective measures first, so I sighed and helped in the past.

We covered the tent with silt and covered it with tarps to avoid rain at night.I went to check Pan Zi. He was still asleep and his temperature was normal.The fat man told me that when I slept, Pan Zi woke up once, and before he recovered, he fed a few sips of water and fell asleep.But when the low fever pressure continues, those few needles are still effective.

The next step is to find weapons. Fat people are people who do n’t have guns to worry about. They flipped through the equipment of these people and found that there were no firearms in the camp.The fat man picked up a lot of stones and piled them on the side. I said that at least people still have cliffs to jump on. We can only surrender after we throw away the stones.

The fat man fanned the bonfire, increased the flames, and then set all the fire points around the camp to be used as a warning and drying.The red firelight shines brightly.After all this was done, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and I just felt a little more secure, and the surroundings were hazy again, and his mother's misty again.In less than an hour, the entire camp was submerged in a thick mist, and nothing was clear.

Looking at the misty surroundings, I felt cold and sweating. At this time, there was no visibility at all. Even if it was a flame, it could not be seen clearly from a distance of two or three meters. At this time, it is impossible to prevent or be vigilant.

The nose is full of muddy, moist smell, and, here, the color of the mist is a little different from that in the forest. I do n’t know why the mist is bluish, which makes me a little uncomfortable.

I thought about whether the mist was poisonous.Yesterday in the rainforest, I could n’t care too much about these things, but now I need to pay attention. I heard that there is often miasma in the rainforest. When the temperature drops at night, it will rise, especially in the swamp. The miasma contains a lot of toxic gases and even heavy metals. The volatile matter, if sucked in too much, will make people chronically poisoned, and even slowly rot the lungs.

Thinking of this, I asked the fat man if he should touch the equipment of those tents, and find some gas masks to spare.

The fat man said: "This is definitely not malaria, the smell of malaria is very strong, and how can the malaria be so strong, the most inhalation of malaria is arthritis, tuberculosis or something, the southwest mountainous area is very malarial and damp, and people who love spicy food are Prevent this. You might as well find out if the people here carry peppers, we can chew the peppers later, and it is not easy to fall asleep. "

I said: "Don't care, this place is different from other places, I think it's just a matter of finding a few to put on."

Fat guys and stuffy oil bottles began to put mud on their bodies, which was definitely an extremely uncomfortable process, so he had a very poor tone and shook his head: "Want to wear it, wear a gas mask again in this weather, his mother hit the tree all You ca n’t see it. How do you stay up? If you have time to think about it, you might as well go to bed quickly and maybe you wo n’t fall asleep later. ”After that, I took a few sips. "

I was upset by him, but I really hated myself. The two of them stayed vigil and Pan Zi was seriously injured, but I could sleep for the whole night. This is almost the same grade as the seriously wounded. Is a burden.

I went into the tent and lay down, but I couldn't sleep. My brain was messed up. I felt pain everywhere, because the outside and the mud, the bonfire couldn't see through. It was illuminated by a miner's lamp. It was turned off in the dark to save electricity. I forced myself to sleep.Listening to the fat man grinding his machete outside, listening to it, I was really confused.

I don't know if that state is really asleep, there is something in my head, but it is not clear, and it has been going on for a long time, and I have not slept to death.In the middle of the night, I was sober by holding my urine.

When I woke up and listened, there was no movement outside. When I said that it should be okay, I touched the black tent and lifted the tent mouth to get out of the water.

When I opened it, I was shocked. I found that it was dark outside and all the campfires were extinguished.

How is this going?I immediately became fully awake, retracted the tent, and said, "I'm done. Is something wrong?"

But there was no movement at all. I did n’t sleep to death just now. I can know that I am in a state of semi-sleep. With the skill of a stuffy oil bottle, there is nothing that can make him not make a sound. Is it a trick?

I calmed down and listened, there was no sound outside, and I was a little flustered.I did n’t dare to call it out at this time, I immediately touched it back, touched my miner ’s lamp, and turned it on, but fiddled with it twice, and found it was not bright. I touched my pocket again, took out the lighter, and hit it a few times. Bright, even without a light.

I cursed, and took a few deep breaths at once, telling myself to calm down, and to say that everything is going to go wrong.When I put it away, I want to hit my watch.Upon receipt, I found the lighter to be very hot.

I was a bit strange, and I said how could it be so hot. Just now I did n’t even have a Mars. I hit the lighter again, and then put it on my palm, my hand immediately felt a huge hot, and immediately shrunk back.

I froze for a moment, and said that the lighter was on.

But my eyes were still dark and there was no light at all.(To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)