And the most important question - if the outside of the hole is not the ground.
Perhaps the hole leads to another larger, or smaller, enclosed underground cavern.
Lu Li walked into the shallows, picked up a stone, stood under the hole and threw it over his head.
The stone flew out of the hole with a slight arc, breaking away from the dim light composed of fluorite.
Lu Li raised his head and listened quietly to the sounds above.
Snap——
A few seconds later, a faint crisp sound came from outside the hole, and then the stone rolled down from the edge of the hole and hit Lu Li, causing splashes of water.
The stone fell naturally and did not touch the top outside the hole, which means that the space inside the hole is higher than the cave.
There was no echo when the stone fell. Maybe the space was wider, or maybe the echo was lost in the sound of water flowing in the underground cave.
Lu Li seemed to be an evil neighbor, and then he threw a few more rocks one after another, and threw them into the deep, dark hole at the top, making sure there was no echo or anything weird.
But how to get up is still a problem.
Lu Li tried to tie the rocks to vines and throw them into the holes, but failed after several attempts.
The stone thrown up was difficult to pull on, and it was not wrapped around anything. Just pull the vine lightly and it would twitch and slide down like a snake.
But the trouble didn't end there. Lu Li began to feel cold, and his hands and feet also lost warmth.
He needs to be warmed up now.
Wow – Wow –
Walking back to the shore, Lu Li picked up the damp branches that had been abandoned before and clamped them under his arm. He used his body temperature to dry them as much moisture as possible. He took off the bandage wrapped around the wound, tied it in the palm of his hand, and began to drill wood to make fire.
Pain crushed the blisters on the palms of my hands, and green smoke began to emit from the bottom of the rapidly rotating wooden stick, but after several minutes, only green smoke continued to emit.
No sparks appeared.
It's almost impossible to get an open flame out of a wet stick.
What the lighthouse shines is only light, not real flames. The real oil lamp has long since disappeared along with Friday, who is caught between reality and illusion.
If he didn't want to die in the underground cave due to hypothermia, Lu Li could only use the lighthouse to keep warm, or return to the rock formation cave.
The former burns humanity, while the latter is tantamount to returning to predicament.
But that's all it can do now.
Lu Li took off the bandage and tied it on his chest again.
The vines were tied to the rocks that had been pushed into the shoal earlier. Lu Li wrapped the picked branches and the things he brought with him in his coat, drilled into the pass, and retreated back to the hollow of the rock formation.
A minute later, Lu Li emerged from the water with the vines, and there was only a fire burning alone on the island.
The branches were thrown over the fire to dry, and the coat was wrung out and laid back in its original position.
Wrapping the vines around his ankles, Lu Li sat by the fire to keep warm. When his body gradually warmed up, he filled in some wet branches to increase the burning time. His tired body curled up on the dry coat and fell asleep.
…
"Mr. Exorcist...Mr. Exorcist."
The anxious calling slowly woke Lu Li up.
Lu Li opened his black eyes and saw a chubby face crowded in front of him, feeling relieved and happy.
"Thank God, you finally woke up!"
The slightly fat man patted his chest and said fearfully: "If I hadn't seen you still breathing, I would have thought you -"
He did not say the word death.
"Where is this?"
Lu Li, who was still recovering from his chaotic memories, looked around.
He should be sleeping in an underground rock formation far away from the ground, surrounded by underground rivers, but surrounded by rooms arranged like an office.
Seagulls flew past the window, and the hustle and bustle of the street could be heard faintly.
This peaceful scene has not been seen for a long time.
"My office." The fat man said.
Lu Li recognized him, Benjamin Allen, the manager of Mrs. An Lei Art Gallery.
"What happened?" Lu Li sat up from the sofa, covering his head that started to hurt again.
For some reason, Lu Li's past memories, or rather his future memories, seemed to be daubed with graffiti, gradually becoming blurred and mixed.
It's like a dream that will dissipate once you wake up.
"You promised to exorcise demons in the gallery last night. When I came over this morning, I saw you fighting ghosts downstairs——"
Benjamin Allen's words made Lu Li suddenly realize something. He suddenly stood up and left the office, no longer calmly walking downstairs.
"Keep talking."
"Ah? Oh..."
Benjamin Allen followed up on short legs and continued to talk breathlessly.
"Then you succeeded in exorcising the demon and exterminated the ghost, but you passed out."
Passing the landing, an oil painting of Dracula hangs on the wall, like a dead thing.
Ignoring it, Lu Li walked straight past.
"So my assistant and I carried you to the office, and you woke up not long after -"
The beautiful sculptures are like exhibits, motionless.
Lu Li stopped in front of an oil painting in the middle of the gallery.
The place depicted in the portrait is in a manor, and you can see the dark green and light pink flower beds on both sides of the path and the mansion in the background.
The bench is the subject of the painting, but there is no figure sitting on it.
The distorted and dark mottled colors add a touch of loneliness to the oil painting - but it shouldn't be like this.
"Where's Anna?" Lu Li stared blankly at the empty oil painting.
Benjamin Allen praised: "You destroyed it."
"You said, I killed her?" Lu Li lowered his eyes.
"Uh...yes..." Benjamin Allen felt that Mr. Exorcist was not in the right state.
This is indeed the case, because the vague and mixed memories are being erased.
Underground rock formations, Anna's attack, Anna's promotion to evil spirits, the rope ritual, the destruction of King Allen's city, Richard taking the body of the Old One, the Mother of the Swamp, getting to know Anna...
The memory is erased layer by layer, and the story begins again with another beginning——
Wow – Wow –
Benjamin Allen was saying something, but his voice suddenly turned into the sound of tidal water.
Lu Li woke up from his sleep.
The clear sound of water washed over my ears. They were noisier than before, rushing past.
The surface of the isolated island has shrunk a lot due to the strong current.
Lu Li wiped off the water stains on his face, picked up branches and put them into the weak fire.
The undercurrent becomes turbulent, maybe something is happening in the upper cave.
Untying the vines around his ankles, Lu Li took the lighthouse with him, jumped into the freezing cold river again, and followed the upstream back to the cave.
When I climbed out of the pass and stood up, I found that the calf-deep shallows were submerged to my knees, and the fountain in the pool was boiling violently.
tidal?
Lu Li walked through the water and came to the submerged shore - the vines on the rock wall were only two meters above the ground.
This means the height the tide will reach.
But this kind of accident was not enough for Lu Li to touch the roof of the cave, unless——
Hanging salvation around his waist, Lu Li moved the rocks in the cave and blocked the pass with stones before the tide fully rose.
The exit was blocked by rocks, and the water level in the cave rose faster than expected.
Lu Li clung to the edge vines and lowered his upper body into the water.
Half an hour later, the ceiling of the cave became within reach, and the stars inlaid on it were clearly visible: irregular luminous fluorite.
Lu Li grabbed the edge of the hole with his raised hands, used force to pull his body out of the deep water, and climbed out of the hole.