Seven hundred and ninetieth chapters thorns ghost forest [61 happy]
The current situation is a bit similar to the garden maze I played in the amusement park when I was a child, except there is no sunshine, no fragrance of grass and trees, and no laughter of children.
The passage is narrow, which means that it can accommodate a person of normal height to pass through. People with skins of the height of black people and rhinos, such as black people and rhino, can only bend down to enter.
The same goes for Lao Bai.
"Put out the fire, this ghost thorn tree is sensitive to light sources." Lin Mo immediately realized this when he found a few thorny thorns squeezing over.
He took the lead in extinguishing the oil lamp in his hand.
The people behind followed suit, and all the oil lamps and torches were extinguished at once. The scene became extremely dark, but it was not completely plunged into darkness. The fire in the cabin behind was burning brightly, and the light could reach here, so it wouldn't be a big deal.
None can be seen.
The entire thorn forest has been moving rapidly, like a large mass of unknown and strange seaweed. Within a minute, the small wooden house behind was swallowed by the thorn forest.
The black thorns are like moths rushing to the flames, and the poisonous snakes that seem to be attacking rush into the flames, and then grow crazily in the flames, more and more, and then the thick plants squeeze the space, burning the already burned plants.
The dilapidated cabin was completely shattered.
It's like being swallowed and chewed by a giant beast.
The sound of wood being crushed was harsh.
Like chewed bones.
Soon, the sound disappeared, and the flame was extinguished very quickly. After the last flame was extinguished, the remaining trace of light disappeared, and the surrounding area immediately fell into absolute darkness.
In the darkness, you can hear the growth and movement of the thorn forest, and the rustling sounds are especially obvious in this dark environment.
"Damn it, I actually feel a little scared." Bing Yangzi said at this moment. He is a pervert himself, and it stands to reason that his psychological endurance is extremely strong.
But the current situation is indeed very special.
Just imagine, they were forced into this terrifying thorn forest, where there were sharp spikes everywhere, just like knives.
And there are corpses hanging everywhere here. Of course, it would be fine if it were just like this, but now that all the light is taken away, and then you have to walk in the dark, it is a bit difficult.
Anyway, Sick Yangzi is a little numb at the moment.
Don't talk about him, the five people present, including Lin Mo, were all greeting each other with dirty words at the moment, although they didn't know who to greet.
"Everyone, please don't make any noise!" At this time, the sick man's voice was very low, and it could be heard that he was in pain: "These thorns are also very sensitive to sound."
At this time, the person who originally wanted to ask out loud swallowed the question.
When the light source disappeared just now, other noises also disappeared.
Any sound at this moment is very harsh.
Sick Yangzi was right behind Lin Mo. He slowly moved back, then stretched out his hand to touch behind.
The one who touched it first was Lao Bai.
But at this moment, Lin Mo was clinging to Lao Bai's body, crossing Lao Bai and touching back. This time he touched the sick man, who was wet.
Dip a little on your fingers and pinch it.
It's blood.
Touching again, Lin Mo touched a thorn.
The sick man's body was pierced by thorns.
It must have been when he was talking just now, but Bingyangzi was also very calm. He didn't yell because he would die faster that way.
But even so, Bing Yangzi still reminded others.
This is risking your life.
Lin Mo accepted the favor.
Fortunately, Sick Yangzi was lucky. Although his body was pierced by thorns, he did not die. At most, he was seriously injured and temporarily unable to move.
Lin Mo reached out and patted him.
Express receipt and gratitude.
Bing Yangzi also patted Lin Mo gently to express his welcome.
Being unable to make sounds now obviously makes Lin Mo and the others very passive, which means that not only do they have to move carefully, but they are also unable to communicate with each other through sounds.
And because there is no light source and you cannot rely on eyesight or gestures, everyone can only guess or fumble about what to do next.
If a person loses his mind, or is carried away by fear, and does something like yelling, it will not only harm himself, but also harm other people.
That’s why we can’t bring new people or rookies here.
Because the passage was very narrow, it was Lin Mo's limit to be able to touch the sick mango. At this time, he pinched the sick mango and then made a walking motion on the other person's arm with two fingers.
Unable to speak and unable to see, I can only communicate in this way.
Sick Yangzi should be able to understand.
After doing this, Lin Mo began to move forward.
Very slow.
There was nothing we could do about it, after all, we couldn't see anything and couldn't make any sound.
When you reach forward, you will inevitably be pricked by the sharp thorns of thorns.
It hurts.
It's obviously the kind of pain that makes the pain worse.
But you can't scream in pain.
Must endure.
In fact, you can choose not to move forward, but to wait where you are.
But Lin Mo had a feeling that if he waited where he was, death would be the only thing waiting for him in the end.
This survival mission is the last in a series of survival missions.
In other words, the difficulty of this level must be very high. Just imagine, in this case, how can players be allowed to pass the level just by waiting?
Another point is that Lin Mo wants to explore the method of entering the second-level dreamland. Even if it is just based on this, he cannot stay still.
We can only move forward gropingly.
Lin Mo could hear an extremely small sound behind him, which was the movement of others following him.
As a trailblazer, Lin Mo has unknowns ahead of him.
It's fine if you touch a thorn, but at most you'll be stabbed accidentally, and the pain will pass. But if you touch a corpse, it won't be a good feeling.
Because these corpses are not only cold and disgusting, but some of them are also moving.
It didn't move on its own, and Lin Mo wouldn't be frightened if it moved on its own. The problem was that it not only moved, but also grabbed people. Once Lin Mo touched a cold hand, and the other party suddenly grabbed Lin Mo's wrist with a backhand.
He didn't say anything, he just held on tightly with great strength.
He even wanted to drag Lin Mo over.
Is this looking for a scapegoat?
Lin Mo was not used to it.
He has a knife in his hand, and he doesn't say anything. He just stabs with the knife, usually a few times, and then the other person lets go.
Later, Lin Mo also learned the lesson, and he just took the knife and went forward to test.
This reduces the risk of being stung by thorns, and at the same time, if there is a corpse looking for trouble, you can stab it immediately.
This is how I got through this journey.
Quietly.
After more than half an hour, Lin Mo suddenly discovered a problem.
The slight movement behind him suddenly disappeared.
It felt like he was the only one moving forward.
Lao Bai must have been following him, which is no problem, but what about the others?
Lin Mo listened carefully and could not hear the small voices of others.
"You won't follow me, will you?" Lin Mo thought to himself. There should be only one road in this place. Although it is winding and winding, following it is a bit exaggerated.
He decided to wait.
On the way, he picked up a wooden stick.
It is one meter long, so this thing replaced the dagger and became Lin Mo's pathfinding artifact.
After waiting for about two minutes, Lin Mo still didn't hear any movement.
He took the stick, passed over Lao Bai, reached out and stabbed him backwards.
If there were people following behind Lao Bai, he would definitely be able to stab him.
But no matter how Lin Mo tried, the wooden stick didn't touch anything.
No one followed.
Lost it?
Lin Mo frowned this time and felt a little unsure.
Quite weird.
How can this be lost?
Or is it that you don’t know what happened on the road just now?
But if something happens, there will be some movement, but there can never be no movement at all.
Or are you saying that the sick man and the black man are joking with themselves and teasing me?
Probably not.
Although Bingyangzi is quite a pervert and black people are not normal, it is impossible for them to make such a joke at this time.
Therefore, Lin Mo's judgment was that they might have gone the wrong way. After all, there was a fork in the road. Or something happened, they were attacked, and they were killed quietly.
If it's the latter, the situation is in trouble.
It must be extraordinary to be able to control sick Yangzi and the others quietly.
But this is the worst-case scenario. If they are attacked by something, it is impossible for the four of them not to make any sound.
You are most likely to go the wrong way.
But how could this go wrong when someone is leading the way?
On the other side, Bingyangzi and the others were still slowly following the person leading the way.
Sick Yangzi endured the pain and walked forward slowly. It felt terrible to be pierced by thorns before. Fortunately, his body is special and he can reduce the negative effects of his body through self-hypnosis.
Condition.
For example, pain can be alleviated through hypnosis, or even completely ignored. For such ordinary pain, a sick person can be relieved by self-hypnosis in a while, just like a normal person.
But this time it's obviously different.
The sting is doubled.
And it was more than doubled.
He can't walk a little bit.
At that moment, he reached out and touched. He wanted to tell Lin Mo to take a rest first.
But as soon as he reached forward, he touched something.
Logically speaking, this thing is impossible to touch.
Because that's a face.
One is that Lin Mo is always facing forward, and it is impossible to walk backwards; the other is that the position of this face is relatively lower, about the height of the waist.
Whose face would be in that place?
Sick Yangzi knew immediately that something was wrong.
He was quite courageous. After all, he was a pervert and a lunatic. He did not take back his hand, but started touching it carefully.
It's like a blind man touching an elephant.
The other person didn't move either, just cooperated and let him touch her.
The face is big, the nose is flat, the mouth seems to be open, and the teeth can be touched.
Short hair.
This is obviously not Lin Mo. Lin Mo uses the skin of crazy Xu Min. It has long hair, a small face, three-dimensional facial features, and is very beautiful.
"Is it the elder brother who followed Lin Mo?" Bing Yangzi was thinking of Lao Bai.
But that’s not right either.
Lao Bai has a bald head and is very tall.
Just as he was thinking about it, Bingyangzi felt his wrist being grabbed by someone. The next moment, he was violently pulled and dragged forward.
Bingyangzi was shocked and wanted to resist, but he didn't have much strength.
He can't bark either.
If you scream, you will definitely be attacked by the thorn forest.
All I can do is feel aggrieved, confused and confused, and be pulled away by the other party.
It was a brisk walk at first, then it became a trot.
It's quite an exciting feeling to be able to run so fast without being able to see anything, knowing that there are thorns all around and you will be injured if you bump into them.
Sick Yangzi now really wants to know who is pulling him away.
Is it Lin Mo?
No, absolutely not.
Not even black people.
At this moment, Bingyangzi also looked away. He silently pulled out a knife with his other hand, but did not attack immediately. He wanted to see where the other party planned to drag him.
"I want to see who it is!" Bingyangzi thought to himself.
In the previous position, the black man, the tailor and the rhinoceros had been waiting.
There was no movement in front of me, and I didn't know what was going on. I reached out and touched it, but there was no one in front of me.
Empty.
They heard subtle footsteps just now, but they didn't know who made it.
At this moment, the three of them didn't know what to do. They touched each other, knew each other's existence, and then communicated through finger movements.
Finally reached a unanimous conclusion.
Wait where you are.
The surrounding situation is unknown and it is dark. I don't know how to go. Even if I go, I don't know where I will end up.
In this case, it is better to wait where you are.
At this moment, the tailor felt a hand reaching out from the front and touching his face.
Who is it?
Is it Lin Mo or Bing Yangzi?
Soon, this hand grabbed the tailor's hand and tried to pull him away.
Of course the tailor didn't want to, he resisted.
The hand seemed anxious and kept giving him 'hints'. When he found that the tailor was still unmoved, he let go of him.
But the next moment, more hands grabbed hold of him, and this time the tailor couldn't hold it anymore. He was pulled hard and slammed forward. In an instant, his body was pierced by dozens of thorns, and he died on the spot.
After seeing the prompt that his character was dead, the tailor couldn't help but curse.
But what he said now can no longer be heard in this game scene.
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In a completely dark place, people will lose their sense of direction.
In other words, you have no idea whether you are going straight forward or spinning in circles.
Lin Mo judged from the sound that the surrounding thorn forest was constantly changing, which meant that the path he had taken before might have changed.
It is no longer practical to go back, because even if we go back, it may not be the same road as before.
After much deliberation, Lin Mo could only move forward.
He was always keeping an eye on time.
The interface prompts that they have been in this scene for one hour and twenty-seven minutes.
The two-hour customs clearance time limit is very close.
But often, the real difficulty in this kind of survival game only appears when the time limit is approaching.
Lin Mo didn't know the situation of the other four people.
Just think about the worst, Bingyangzi and the four of them are all dead, and only you are left.
Then he is a solitary child.
So what we have to do now is not to go back to find the four people who may have died, but to think about how to protect ourselves and survive until the end.
Lin Mo took a deep breath.
He had a feeling that this was the dreamland on the second floor.
What he has to do is not only pass this level, but also need to find clues.
He did not stop, but continued to move forward in the dark.
Time passed by minute by minute.
With less than ten minutes left before the two-hour time limit, the situation changed.
Someone next to him suddenly grabbed his arm.
I want to drag him over.
Lin Mo reacted quickly and stabbed with the knife.
At the same time, a hand reached down from the top of his head and grabbed his hair. Lin Mo followed suit and forced the hands of the evil corpses back.
At this time, Lin Mo realized a weakness of this madman Xu Min.
Hair is too long.
If you are caught by the evil zombie's hand, you will be dragged over if you are not careful.
So Lin Mo squatted down and cut off his hair with a dagger.
This process was not smooth and very painful, but Lin Mo was very decisive and finally gave up until his hair was short. The result was a severe scalp pain, and some hairs were almost pulled out.
There is less than two minutes left.
Victory is in sight.
But the sense of danger is getting stronger and stronger.
Lin Mo heard strange friction sounds around him and felt like a storm was coming.
He knew that he had to do something, otherwise he would never survive the last two minutes.
Lin Mo reached out and touched the two bottles of spirits and the oil lamp in his arms.
An idea came to my mind.
He took off his coat, unscrewed the wine bottle, poured the liquor on his clothes, and poured the kerosene in the oil lamp, leaving a bottle of liquor, and then walked forward, spreading the liquor along the road.
Suddenly, the darkness was filled with the aroma of wine.
The surrounding thorns have begun to stir.
After walking about ten meters, the wine was poured out. Lin Mo reached out and took out the match, silently recited three numbers in his mind, lit it, and threw it to the ground very quickly.
Suddenly, a blue flame ignited along the route where the wine had just been poured, advancing all the way and igniting clothes dripping with liquor and kerosene more than ten meters away.
This fire was burning very brightly.
Lin Mo quickly took a few steps back, and then used the brief light to observe his surroundings.
He had just realized that if he just walked forward in the dark, he would survive until the end and complete this mission.
But Lin Mo wanted more than that.
He wants more clues.
As for clues, you need to see them with your eyes.
So he needs light.
Even if it only lasts for ten seconds.
The fire illuminated the surroundings, and at the same time, the surrounding thorn forest began to stir, twisting crazily, and rushed towards the direction of the flames.
At this moment, there was only the sound of rushing in my ears, like the kind of sound you hear when standing in front of a waterfall. It was so noisy that it was annoying.
In just ten seconds, Lin Mo quickly looked around.
There are benefits to doing this.
If Sick Yangzi and the others are still alive, they shouldn't be too far away. There is fire and light here, which should allow them to see and tell them their location.
Or, let Lin Mo see their location.
Another benefit is that you can observe the surrounding environment and see how big this thorn forest is.
Quickly scanning around, he didn't see Bingyangzi or the others, but Lin Mo saw something else.
A door.
A wooden door surrounded by thorns.
This wooden door was only a dozen meters away, and because the surrounding thorns were rushing towards the flames, a narrow passage was actually created there.
Lin Mo made a decision almost immediately.
He ran towards the wooden door over there.
Lin Mo knew very well that his time might only be a few seconds.
Once the surrounding thorn forest is alarmed, or the flames there are extinguished, the thorn forest will inevitably launch an attack on himself, and he cannot withstand this kind of attack at present, even with Lao Bai.
In the thorn forest, Lao Bai's role is almost zero.
The current situation was like a race against time, but after three seconds, the surrounding thorns seemed to notice it, and the corpses pierced by the thorns began to turn their heads and look at Lin Mo.
The dry or rotten eye sockets revealed a strong sense of malice.
The next moment, some thorns rushed towards Lin Mo, along with the corpses.
But at this time, Lin Mo had already ran closer. The moment his hand touched the wooden door, more than a dozen thorns emerged from the soil underground and pierced Lin Mo directly.
Severe pain came.
"Fuck you, uncle, why did you stab me in the waist?" Lin Mo couldn't help but curse.
The next moment, more thorns came.
Lin Mo felt like half of his body was shattered.
But the madman Xu Min did not die immediately.
Instead, it lasted for another ten seconds.
The result was that within these ten seconds, Lin Mo heard the prompt that the task was completed.