The Lost Trail of Guide Chapter 47 What went wrong?
Zhang Xiuxian seemed a little confused. He didn't quite understand what Feng Yu was talking about. There were some things he didn't expect.
"Why is the rope missing? Feng Yu, don't be so fucking mysterious. What could be wrong with this place?"
Feng Yu looked around cautiously. The direction of the way he came was no longer clear. He pulled Zhang Xiuxian up from the ground and said, "We can't stay here for long. We have to find my second uncle and Zhang Manyue first."
Zhang Xiuxian moved around for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with him. Apart from being a little dizzy, everything else was fine.
Without much hesitation, the two took action immediately, searching for traces of Feng Er and Zhang Manyue in the tomb.
After walking forward for fifty or sixty meters, Feng Yu saw a huge stone pillar again and said to Zhang Xiuxian: "These stone pillars are fifty meters apart and are almost the same length. The space in the tomb is very large, so it is very easy to get lost.
In this place.”
As he spoke, Feng Yu took out a short knife and drew a cross on the stone pillar as a mark.
Zhang Xiuxian was speechless as he watched. He was stunned in place and looked at Feng Yu with very strange eyes. He finally felt that the atmosphere was starting to become a little weird.
Because before that, Zhang Xiuxian and Feng Yu walked through this place to look for Feng Er and Zhang Manyue, and what Feng Yu just said was half the same as what he said before, even the action of taking out a short knife to mark the mark.
Similarly, this made Zhang Xiuxian completely panicked. He took out the amulet of the great monk of Lingguang Temple and held it in his hand. Suddenly he was a little afraid of Feng Yu in front of him.
After Feng Yu finished carving the cross mark, he noticed something was wrong with Zhang Xiuxian and asked Zhang Xiuxian, "Zhang Xiuxian, what are you doing? Why are you so dazed?"
There was a layer of white hair sweat on Zhang Xiuxian's forehead. Although he had only been exposed to the inverted fighting industry in the past two years, he firmly believed that there were no ghosts and gods in the world, and those were just to scare people. Otherwise, he would not have followed his uncle Lu Guangcheng to rob tombs.
"You, who are you? You are not Feng Yu. I can tell you that I have a magic weapon in my hand to protect me. Don't come over." Zhang Xiuxian held up the amulet and spoke plausibly, but he was very scared physically.
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Feng Yu didn't understand why Zhang Xiuxian suddenly became like this, and asked: "Zhang Xiuxian, are you so fucking frustrated and crazy? Don't look for trouble. I am Feng Yu, and I am guaranteed to be fake."
"Holy crap, that's weird, who was that before?"
Feng Yu asked back: "The one before? Which one? Are you Zhang Xiuxian?"
"nonsense."
"Well, let's not rush for now. You can speak slowly and see where the problem is."
Without saying much, Zhang Xiuxian went around the stone pillar to find something, and soon found the same cross mark drawn by Feng Yu on the other side of the stone pillar.
Feng Yu looked carefully and saw that the marking technique was exactly the same as his own, and he drew it entirely by himself.
Oh my God, what is going on? Feng Yu asked in his heart, is there another self underneath? Then he is still Feng Yu? When he meets the other self later, should he call him Feng Yu, or should he ask
who is he?
Zhang Xiuxian pointed at the mark and said: "How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I? You said you were Feng Yu, then who was the one before? Was it also Feng Yu?"
Feng Yu thought for a while and felt that this was too miraculous. He had only waited for half an hour after coming in from the robbery cave. Could it be that he didn't have a good rest and had hallucinations in his heart?
Soon, Feng Yu rejected this idea. It was impossible for all four of them to have hallucinations. The disappearance of the second uncle and Zhang Manyue just illustrates this problem.
Zhang Xiuxian began to become nervous. He looked at Feng Yu strangely, not knowing whether to believe Feng Yu's words or not.
"No, we have to find our second uncle and Zhang Manyue as soon as possible. They are probably in the same situation as us."
Feng Yu suddenly realized that the longer he stayed, the more likely it was that his second uncle would know what happened later. In other words, the time that his second uncle spent with his other self would be infinitely magnified until
Until he finds his second uncle, if he cannot find his second uncle, or if he and Zhang Xiuxian die in the tomb of Guide Mansion, then the second uncle and the others will bring out another one and Zhang Xiuxian.
What's more likely is that if no one of them can get out of here, maybe another one of them underground will take their place.
Feng Yu's face turned pale when he thought of this. If this were really the case, it would be terrible.
Feng Yu stopped thinking wildly and immediately called Zhang Xiuxian to set off. What he faced now was not just the question of whether he could go out, but a more serious question. Although the form was not particularly clear, things were already going as he thought.
The direction is developing, and the cross mark is the best proof.
Zhang Xiuxian followed him half-believed and dubiously, feeling unspeakably depressed in his heart. He wondered how a tomb robber could be so famous. If he saw Feng Yu lying to him later, he would settle the debt slowly after he got home.
Feng Yu walked in front with a lantern and talked a lot less. In this regard, Feng Yu was the same as Feng Qing. He had a heavy mind and preferred to bury many words in his heart.
Ever since Feng Yu's biological parents died and entered the Feng family, Feng Yu followed Feng Qing. Those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. Feng Qing has a gloomy face every day, which makes Feng Yu's temperament also very gloomy.
The biggest advantage of this is that it looks very dignified and thoughtful.
Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian walked past stone pillars one after another. According to Zhang Xiuxian's recollection, there should be twenty stone pillars he had walked through before, and each one was about fifty meters apart, which is a thousand meters away.
Because what I think in my heart is that a thousand meters is not that far away.
Feng Yu counted the stone pillars he passed one by one and was speechless all the way. After walking about seven or eight stone pillars, Feng Yu began to wonder if there was something wrong with the direction.
But the problem of directionality was quickly ruled out, because in the quiet tomb, a voice came from the front, and Feng Yu could not hear that voice more realistically. It was the voice of his second uncle.
Zhang Xiuxian looked very surprised. Feng Yu listened carefully and found that there was someone else in the voice!
Feng Yu pressed against the stone pillar and immediately turned the oil lamp in his hand to the minimum brightness. In order not to alert others, Feng Yu had to do this.
When Zhang Xiuxian saw Feng Yu dimming the lights so dark that he could hardly see anything clearly, he asked, "What are you doing?"
"Shh, don't make any noise. You'll know later." Feng Yu said, making a gesture for Zhang Xiuxian to follow, and then moved towards the location of the sound.
Feng Yu made many assumptions on the way. If Feng Yu thought it was what he thought, he suddenly wanted to see who was speaking. Is this Guide City tomb really so magical?
With confusion and questions, Feng Yu walked over nervously. The voice became clearer and clearer until he saw a light gradually brightening in the darkness ahead...
