After Ma Zhenhua's death, the number of people has now become eleven. No matter if the number of people in each tent is two, three, or four, there will always be people left out. , do not escape death!
What's more, there will be another unknown screening condition tonight, no one knows what kind of condition it is, no one knows whether he has triggered this condition unintentionally, and no one knows what else he should do. things were not done.
The unknown and uncertainty formed a huge layer of panic, which weighed heavily on everyone's heart.
Today's task during the day is still to find the sacrifice prescribed by the middle-aged man.
After breakfast, Mu Yiran, Ke Xun, and Wei Dong set out on their way to the north.
The mountains to the north are continuous, and the tops of the mountains are covered with snow. The sunlight is refracted by the snow and is extremely dazzling. However, Ke Xun has carefully observed that this sunlight is actually the same as the first day. It is not real sunlight. It has no source. It's just an overwhelming shroud.
The blue sky above the head is still far-reaching. Looking up, the depths of the sky, which seems to be crowded with some huge things, seem to be more crowded and sinking than the first day, and the sky is closer to the ground.
Ke Xun was out of breath again.
This was the one thing that really made him feel particularly fucked - he was claustrophobic on the most empty and vast Ganxiong Plateau.
Ke Xun covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and his head also ached.
"Ke'er?" Wei Dong noticed Ke Xun's strangeness and hurried up to help him, "What's the matter? Morning sickness?"
Ke Xun: "...Your uncle, believe it or not, I spit amniotic fluid on your face."
"Look at the pale face of this little guy," Wei Dong couldn't help worrying when he looked at Ke Xun's face, and raised his voice to Mu Yiran who was walking in front, "Boss, Ke'er seems to have altitude sickness."
Mu Yiran turned his head to take a look, turned around and walked over, looked at Ke Xun's face, and said lightly, "Either stop and rest, or go back."
"Do you want to go by yourself?" Ke Xun looked at him.
"Time waits for no one." Mu Yiran said.
"I'll just take it easy, give me two minutes." Ke Xun bent down and panted lightly.
"I heard that altitude sickness requires people to take oxygen," Wei Dong said. "We don't have an oxygen bottle now, why don't we just give oxygen artificially?" He glanced at Mu Yiran.
Mu Yiran looked at him coldly: "He doesn't suffer from altitude sickness. Psychological problems lead to physiological stress reactions. Just adjust yourself."
He turned around and continued to walk forward.
"It's ruthless." Wei Dong whispered to Ke Xun.
"It's better than making trouble out of nowhere," Ke Xun straightened up, "Don't make trouble."
"I'm not used to making trouble without reason. You have to blame yourself." Wei Dong said, "What kind of psychological problem do you have
Ke Xun: "...God's goddamn shock, can the physiological stress response be possible?"
Wei Dong: "So why do you have a physiological reaction?"
Ke Xun: "... rely on."
"Have you ever felt," Ke Xun pointed upward, "that the sky is so close to the earth? And the sky is particularly opaque, like a blue-painted iron plate, pressing down hard."
Wei Dong looked up at the sky and shook his head hesitantly: "I don't feel anything, this day looks very high and far, but if you look at the aesthetics of the painting, the painting this day is actually quite ordinary, there is no sense of hierarchy. , it is as if a layer of blue paint has been applied flatly, and it has not been applied evenly, one darker and one shallower. I suspect that this is a problem with the texture of the canvas."
"Really? I always feel that we are locked in a very small space." Ke Xun stared at the sky, and suddenly had an illusion, as if something was staring at him outside the sky.
The two went to chase after Mu Yiran while talking. He walked very fast, and even though the mountain road was rough, it didn't affect his speed in the slightest.
Turning a few peaks, it was a gravel field again, a small river flowing down from the snow-capped mountains stretched along the river, and the banks of the river were full of vegetation and wildflowers.
"It's like a paradise, where there is a little bit of horror." Wei Dong said.
"No," Ke Xun looked at the bright scene in front of him, "I feel terrible."
"Which is scary?" Wei Dong asked.
"Very terrifying." Ke Xun said, "Don't you think all the colors in front of you are too bright?"
"What's so strange about this, you can see things clearly in a non-polluting place." Wei Dong said, "Besides, this is a painting, and the bright scenery may also be because the colors of the original painting are bright."
"But compared to the previous painting, the traces of this painting are too obvious," Ke Xun said, "In my unprofessional words, it feels like too much force has been applied, causing these scenes to look like Special fakes, whether it is the sky, mountains, small rivers, or these stones and weeds, are very fake, so they are very scary.”
Wei Dong scratched his head: "Your horror is so strange, I can't feel it."
While the two were talking, Mu Yiran slowed down, even stopped, and bent over to study the vegetation by the river.
"Your male god seems to like flowers and plants very much." Wei Dong said.
Ke Xun touched his chin, and was about to speak, but when he looked up, he found that there were several figures shaking in the distance from where he came.
After staring for a while, I found that Qin Ci brought Sha Liu and Li Ziling, followed by Zhou Bin, Zhao Dan, and finally the three members of the Geng family, all of whom came in this direction.
"It looks like this group of people is going to follow us." Wei Dong said.
"No, I want to follow Mu Yiran." Ke Xun picked up the corners of his lips, "Excellent people will be followed wherever they go."
Mu Yiran was studying the kung fu of flowers and plants. Qin Ci and others had already walked up to them and said hello. Qin Ci asked, "Xiao Mu is walking all the way this way, do you already have any clues?"
The others looked at Mu Yiran intently.
Now every suspected clue will be regarded as a life-saving straw by everyone, desperately trying to catch it.
Seeing that Mu Yiran didn't speak in time, Zhou Bin stepped forward and stared at him: "I advise you not to hide your secrets. Only when we go to one place can we leave here as soon as possible. I believe you too. I don't like people like Ma Zhenhua. None of us like him. You must know the reason. Ma Zhenhua is too selfish. Sooner or later, selfish people will be abandoned by most people. I don't think you want to be abandoned. That one. The tent is to be reassigned tonight. Your decision is related to whether you can get the maintenance of others. I hope you will consider it clearly. "
Ke Xun listened and laughed: "It seems that you are the most selfless person, but I don't know if it's delicious to have human flesh alone last night, and the feeling of watching the 'selfish' Ma Zhenhua being taken out for skinning, is it? Are things hurting their species, or the rabbits die and the foxes mourn?"
This made Zhou Bin's face tremble. He clenched his fists and rushed towards Ke Xun. Ke Xun easily flashed past him, and he stretched out his hand to hug Zhou Bin's arm: "Your girlfriend is here, I'll give it to you. You save some face, but I also have something to say before: please be polite to others in the future, no one owes you, and your threats are insignificant at all, everyone will protect it, only those who have the ability, not only Someone who speaks harshly."
The flesh on Zhou Bin's face trembled even more, but with Ke Xun's one hand keeping his arm immobile, he knew that he was not his opponent at all.
When Ke Xun let go, Zhou Bin didn't entangle anymore, just stared at him with a sullen face, then at Mu Yiran, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay, I just said it was ugly, but it was rough. The rationale is not rough, whoever has any ideas and clues is best to say it, and only you know it when you hide it. Not saving is equivalent to assisting in killing, don't you think?"
Li Ziling nodded subconsciously, and the rest remained silent.
Mu Yiran finally spoke, with a cold voice: "I really didn't plan to say it, because the clues I speculated might not save people, but would harm people. But since you think it's good for you to say it, then I will also It can meet your requirements. It’s just that I said it before, what I said is just an objective inference based on facts, it is not guaranteed to be correct, and I am not responsible for your life. How to judge and deduce is up to you.”
"Okay," Zhou Bin sneered, "I accept your disclaimer."
"You can also choose not to listen." Ke Xunpi looked at him with a smile.
"Let's talk about it," Qin Ci said, "the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom. It is for reference only, and it is the individual who makes the decision."
"Then let's talk as we walk." Mu Yiran didn't stop, and walked north.
A group of people followed, listening to Mu Yiran say: "My first guess is that the thing that picks people out of us every night to kill is a demon god from a certain sect of Suda Sect. "
Qin Ci nodded: "I also have doubts about this, since that person asked us to prepare sacrificial supplies, and looking at last night, at least all those who prepared sacrificial offerings escaped death, which means that we These sacrifices prepared are useful and correct. Then, through the types of sacrifices, such as human flesh, such as male sperm and female blood, they are all biased towards evil, which proves the essence of this thing, it is not a decent god or a god. Buddha, but a devil or a ghost."
Mu Yiran went on to say: "There are several major branches and several small branches of Sudaism, and the teachings and gods of each faction are different. I am not sure which branch of the devil this thing belongs to, but if It is really the words of a demon god. Usually, in the canons and biography records of some branches of Sudoism, it is used to enshrine the angry and fierce gods and demon gods. There are indeed some things that are biased towards evil and even bloody, then we Dom, Gala, Dangka of unknown meaning, could it be something similar?"
Everyone suddenly realized, Zhou Bin couldn't help but interrupt: "Even if we know it's evil, we don't know what they refer to."
Geng's father in the Geng family of three suddenly said: "I also have a clue, I don't know if it's right or not. About the eight arms... When our family traveled abroad last year, we saw it at the local Sutuo Temple. I I can't remember what it's called, just now I mentioned anger and fierce god, I suddenly remembered, it seems to be called... Black Corpse Sky."