The fourth floor of the White House had no choice but to switch the route of travel, bypass the strange canyon, and try to find the last herbal medicine in a low-lying mountain nest.
However, things went counterproductive. It is estimated that a person would go from beginning to end if he was lucky. He never found a place comparable to the previous gorge, and of course he could not find the last medicinal material.
Seeing the sky gradually dimmed, the deep mountains and old forests became more and more gloomy, the miasma rose, the temperature gradually dropped, and dense mosquitoes began to bite people unscrupulously.
There was no way, Bai Si Lou had to replace the original best choice with two other medicinal materials.
Only in this way, the child is afraid that the root of the disease will fall.
He sighed, only feeling exhausted. The hunter named Amo beside him was okay. After all, he was a man who worked in this deep mountain all year round, and a doctor was incomparable.
When finally reluctantly gathered the medicinal materials, there was only a trace of misty light left in the sky, and the woods were no different from the sky, and the two hurried back.
There are many weeds and trees in the forest, and the two of them walked very hard.
After a short time, the sky was completely dark, but Amo made a simple torch and hit him, barely able to illuminate an area of two or three meters around his body.
I can't tell what the situation is in the surrounding woods, but a silent black outline appears vaguely, with teeth and claws open.
But the miasma in front of him can still be seen clearly-I don't know where the mist suddenly rises, and the nasal cavity is filled with the faint smell of old wood leaves that are unique to the forest.
The two walked in the fog for a long time. It was Amo leading the way. They could only see a few meters around their body, and the two walked very hard.
"Amo, you usually enter the mountain, is this fog so big?" With such a big fog, he admired that the orion named Amo could still find a way out of the mountain.
Bai fourth floor may be a good hand in searching for medicinal materials, but he will only look for medicinal materials and will not recognize the way. In the end, he has to be taken back with others.
"We usually don't go into the mountain at night, because the fog rises in the mountain every night, so it's punctual." Amo led the way in front of him.
"Then how can you recognize the way out of the mountain?"
"Those of us who are patrons of the mountain are more aware of the old woods around the stockade than our own house."
The implication is that I am more familiar with the mountains around the stockade than my home, so you don't have to worry about it.
"However, the fog today is really surprisingly big. It takes some effort and you might get lost." Amo continued to muffledly. He has never encountered such a thick one since he began to enter the mountain alone at the age of fourteen. Miasma in the mountains.
Under the faint light of the precarious torch, the vast miasma surged up and down, as if something was stirring the curtain of mist in an invisible place.
With medicinal materials in his arms on the fourth floor of the White House, there was a chill for no reason. At night, the temperature in the deep mountains dropped sharply. Fortunately, walking on the mountain road, sweating, but also can bear it.
I don't know when it started, the forest fell into silence, and the wild things that had been started from time to time in the grass gradually disappeared.
It is estimated that it was dark back to the nest? White conjectures on the fourth floor.
Amo, who had been leading the way, suddenly stopped.
He kept holding the torch and hurried on the road without saying anything. Bai Si Lou was worried that he would not be able to keep up with others, but at this moment Na Mo suddenly stopped.
"I haven't been here, we are lost."
He speaks the local dialect, but he speaks very categorically. After staying here for so long, Bai Si Lou can understand the local dialect, and can barely say a few words.
Amo had been very silent before, and almost did not take the initiative to talk to the fourth floor of the White House on the way, only twice, once when the miasma-proof tree leaves were given to the fourth floor of the White House, and the other was when the fourth floor was prevented from entering the canyon.
In addition to this, it was Bai Sifang who took the initiative to speak before saying a few words. It's just a few sentences, but it feels beyond doubt.
There are two feelings that a silent person gives.
One way, others will think that this silent person is quite introverted and an inferiority person. He cannot give people a sense of security and needs someone else to take care of him.
The other kind makes people feel that although this is silent, it is very capable, calm and steady, and can be relied upon. It will first ask the person's opinion in case of trouble.
The silent minority man in front of him clearly belongs to the latter, capable type.
However, when he opened his mouth, he told Bai Si Lou a bad news-they had lost their way in this mountain.
"Lost? When can I go back?" Bai Si Lou still remembered the sick child, whose condition could not be delayed any longer.
Amo did not answer, but used both hands and feet to climb a tall tree around him. He wanted to see the surrounding mountains clearly, but the night was dark and the miasma was heavy. Amo could only see a depressing one. Black.
"This fog is so fucking thick!" He cursed after he got down from the tree, and then lowered his head and muttered to himself, "I have never been to this place, I have never been here, how could it be..."
The two stood under the tree with torches and did not move around. After all, they had no idea where they were now, and they would only get farther and farther away from the stockade if they went on. It's better to clarify the current situation first.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and under the shining light of the fire, the visible fog is surging in the air like ebb and flow. Brings a burst of cold breath.
The weird silence in the mountains, it seems that under these layers of tree canopies, only the two who lost their way are living creatures.
Amo said that he knew the mountain roads around the village better than his house. Bai Si Lou had no doubts, because he was familiar with the terrain near the village, which was a necessary ability for every adult hunter.
And Amo is one of the best, otherwise the stockade would not send Amo and him into the mountain.
But why did Amo say that he has never been to this place
Now in the old forest, there is a cloud of mist shrouded in darkness. How did Amo judge this place to be a strange place
Could it be a misjudgment caused by fog? It's like covering a part of a familiar person's face, which also gives people a strange feeling.
Then it felt impossible, after all, this was the answer that Amos had repeatedly confirmed. The people who live here have their own set of abilities to survive, and outsiders should not be underestimated and doubted.
Bai Sifang thought for a while, and said to Amo, who was recognizing the direction on the side: "Could it be that we were looking for the wrong direction, and we are getting farther and farther from the stockade, so this place you feel strange?"
"Impossible. According to our Orion's way of knowing the way, even if we are blind, there will be no such big deviation. We recognize the way not by our eyes, but by our nose, our hands, and our head!"
Amo said a lot surprisingly, as if he was dissatisfied with doubts about his abilities.
"Could it be that this place is actually near the stockade, but you haven't been here?"
"Absolutely not! I have been to every inch of land near the stockade!"
Then... it's weird.
If Amo is to be trusted, the place where they are now must be near the stockade, and every inch of land near the stockade has been visited by Amo, but now this place, Amo is very strange to this place.
In other words, a new area appeared out of thin air in the mountains surrounding the stockade.
At that time, there was no such thing as science fiction, and the fourth floor of the White House did not expect such things as different-dimensional spaces to go up.
"Could it be a ghost covering the eyes?" Bai Si Lou thought to himself, but didn't say anything.
Although liberated back then, there were still many people who believed in ghosts and gods.
The two stood under the tree like this. Amo had been digging under the tree with the dagger he carried with him. It seemed that he wanted to dig a hole. Maybe this is also a way to identify the position
On the fourth floor, Bai set a torch on Amo, leaned forward, and was about to ask Amo what he was doing, when Amo's body suddenly froze.
"What's wrong..." White fourth floor asked softly.
Amo turned around and stood up, seeming very frightened, even his hands trembling uncontrollably.
"What's wrong with you?" Bai Si Lou stepped back and asked anxiously.
Amo is very abnormal now. After this journey, he has always been a steady, calm and measured person. He has never appeared in front of him.
He suddenly screamed and his face was extremely distorted. It seemed that he had suddenly learned of something terrifying him. He didn't even take the torch. He stood there looking at his fourth floor, turned and ran into the darkness. There were a few weird calls from far away.
Bai Sifang couldn't keep up, and it was unrealistic to want to catch up when he reacted.
The other party is a hunter who lives in the deep mountains all year round, and he is just a doctor who has been sent to reform through labor. It is not good if people can't catch up and lose themselves instead.
A person on the fourth floor of Bai Bai stood there holding a torch, the black mist surged, and the cold wind gradually rose.
The forest also became more and more quiet.
He felt that there was something for a while, under the dark night and dense fog, standing a few meters away from him, watching him quietly.
Why did Amos run away like crazy? Could it be that he just dug out something from the root of the tree
Holding the extinguished torch on the fourth floor of the white floor, slowly approached there.
The pit dug by Amo was lying there quietly. It can be seen that Amo dug up a thick layer of rotten leaves before revealing the original ground.
He held a torch and looked closely and found that the soil here was black soil.
The soil in the southern part of our country is red soil or yellow soil, and black soil is generally in the northeast.
The black soil here is definitely not mixed with rotten leaves to become black, but it itself is black, and the black matter of the black soil is difficult to physically separate.
Bai fourth floor tried to dig down on the foundation of Amo again, but it was still black soil.
The fourth floor of the White House has stayed in this stockade for so long, and he has visited the forest several times. I have also carefully observed that the area where the stockade is located is a typical red soil area. However, in this "excessively out of thin air" area, there is black soil.
Although I could see something wrong, Bai Si Lou still couldn't understand the meaning of the black soil.
Where is this area of black soil? What is there that made the steady Amos so deranged and left here as if he fled
Could it be the black soil, let Amo know where this is
Bai Si Lou thought for a while, but didn't figure it out. Does the black soil have any special meaning in this stockade
He thought for a while, but didn't have a clue. In the end, he stopped thinking about those things. He planned to stay where he was for the night. When the fog cleared, he would find his way in the woods. It would be much more convenient then.
Now these two eyes were darkened, and the torch was almost extinguished. He didn't have the torch made by Amo. If he wanted to light it, he might have to tear his clothes off and burn it.
He didn't return to the stockade, and the stockade would definitely send hunters into the mountains to find people. If he walks randomly now, it will be bad if he gets farther and farther away from the stockade.
Thinking of this, Bai Si Lou decided to spend the night in place, and everything will be discussed tomorrow morning.
A gust of mountain wind blew in the darkness, bringing up dense fog, and the temperature seemed to be getting lower and lower.
"Hey, strange, I also stayed in this forest all night before. It seems to be hiss... It's not so cold..." Bai fourth floor shivered and tightened his thin clothes, holding the dying torch, wanting Leaning against the tree and resting for a while, he saw a plant growing behind the tree, vaguely familiar, attracting his attention.
He leaned over and took a closer look. This seemed to be the last medicine that he could not find.
When picking the medicine, the last medicinal material could not be found. Bai Si Lou speculated that it might have survived in a gorge with a strange and dangerous terrain.
But that might be the place where the people in the stockade offered sacrifices. Amo prevented the fourth floor of Bai from entering. Therefore, the fourth floor of Bai did not find the most suitable medicinal materials, so he had to use the other two alternatives that were not so effective.
If they had entered the gorge earlier, maybe the two of them would have found all the medicinal materials, and before dawn, they would return to the stockade smoothly.
Canyon... By the way, Canyon! The place Amo has never been to around the stockade is most likely this gorge!
The gorge is probably the place where sacrifices are made to the stockade. Bai Silou has always believed that the sacrifice will take place in the valley, and everyone in the stockade will have entered the valley.
But there is another possibility. For some reason, the canyon is a forbidden area in the stockade, and the sacrifice is only performed at the entrance.
Not only are outsiders like Baisilou forbidden to enter, but even the original residents in the stockade are forbidden to enter, or... dare not to enter
Therefore, this gorge is the only place near the stockade that Amo has not been to.
Amo had previously forgotten this place subconsciously and selectively, and only discovered when he saw the black soil—due to the heavy fog, the two of them had a deviation in their travel route, and this little deviation made them a mistake. Broke into this gorge.
So, what is in this gorge that makes Amo, who has come to understand, so scared? Why don't even the people in the stockade dare to enter this canyon? (End of this chapter)