At this moment, the fat man coughed slightly and coughed up a little bit of the blood he had fed.
"Don't waste my blood." I patted his chest gently and felt that the thick fat had become much thinner.
The fat man's breathing was a little weak. He slowly opened his eyelids and saw me weakly spit out two words, "Huizi."
"Stop talking, you are very weak now." Brother Qin finished speaking, then turned around to study the stone tablet.
But I didn't have the heart to look at the stone tablet with him, and took care of the weak Zhang Ming.
After about a few dozen minutes, the fat man regained some of his energy after drinking my blood.
I asked him how he got in here that night. He thought for a while and then told me what happened.
It turned out that that night, he had been standing next to me, and then the man didn't know what magic he used to cause thick white fog to appear around us, and then a dazzling white light appeared in front of his eyes.
After the light returned to normal, he was surprised to find that the previous white mist had disappeared, and he was still in the woods before, and it turned into daytime. What was even more strange was that the vegetation, land, and air here were
Everything inside had a hazy blood color.
Just when he was confused and wanted to ask me, he suddenly discovered that the man and I had gone somewhere. What was even more terrifying was that a large group of ghosts were staring at him eagerly.
He was very scared at the time and ran away in a hurry, but the group of ghosts persisted in chasing him. Finally, he was forced to run to the stone altar, and then fell on it. When he thought he was going to die, he found that they were chasing him.
His ghosts didn't catch up with him, they just looked at him coldly on the edge of the stone altar.
After a long time, the group of ghosts and monsters saw that the fat man never left the stone altar, and they themselves did not dare to go up, so they had no choice but to disperse and leave.
Later, after the fat man stayed on the stone altar for a whole day, he felt that he was hungry and wanted to go down to look for something to eat. He stood on the stone altar and looked at it for a long time. After making sure that no ghost appeared, he went to
I got off the stone altar with my scalp.
He kept walking through the woods, but although the woods here were carved out in the same mold as the woods outside, he walked around here for a long time and didn't even see a single insect. He wanted to call me, but his cell phone
There is no signal at all here.
The fat man was thinking that since he couldn't find anything to eat, he might as well eat the leaves. Then he grabbed a lot of leaves from the tree. When he was about to put it into his mouth, he found that the leaves began to melt and turned into a pile of leaves.
Pus and blood. Before he could recover from the fright, several ghosts with severed arms and legs suddenly crawled out of the tree trunks. He immediately peed his pants, and then he ran back as fast as he could in his life.
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After returning to the stone altar, he leaned on the stone tablet and gasped for air. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was so frightened by the scene just now that he had not recovered yet. He couldn't figure out what kind of place this place was.
There is no cell phone signal.
Because after being chased by a group of ghosts twice, Fatty no longer dared to go down to the stone altar easily, so in the next few days, he stayed on it, sleeping when he was sleepy, enduring when he was hungry, and thirsty.
Then drink your own urine.
Well, this is usually funny, but when people are short of water for a long time, drinking their own urine is a very important way to save their lives.
The fat man said that the reason why he has been able to survive until now is all thanks to his thick body fat. Otherwise, without food supplement for so many days, he would have shut down due to exhaustion of fuel.
Ever since he came here inexplicably, he has been staying alone on the stone altar. After putting his mobile phone into power-saving mode, he will check regularly to see if there is a signal.
Today is already the fifth day. No matter how much fat he has, he is still so hungry that he can hardly stand it any longer. He wants to take a bite of his own flesh, but he is afraid of the pain.
At this moment, he suddenly found that there was a very weak signal on his mobile phone, so he hurriedly edited a short text message for me. After sending it, he originally wanted to make another call, but the signal suddenly disappeared again, so he could only
Helplessly praying that I can find him here and rescue him.
There is no distinction between day and night here, and the sky is always a hazy blood color. He endured his hunger and thirst and sat on the edge of the stone altar, looking quietly at the other end of the woods.
About an hour after sending the text message, he vaguely saw two figures walking around on the other side of the woods. At first, he thought it was those ghosts starting to wander out again, so he ignored them and didn't feel scared because he was stunned.
After such a long time, I have already understood that those ghosts do not dare to come to this stone altar. As long as I don't go down, nothing will happen.
But he suddenly realized that one of the two figures looked a lot like me, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like him. He wanted to run over to see if I was really here to rescue him, but he was worried that he would be attacked by those ghosts.
He was caught. In the end, he thought, he would starve to death sooner or later if he waited here anyway, so he might as well give it a try.
Then, he jumped down the steps and ran in the direction of the figure. Because he hadn't eaten for a long time, he was so tired that he almost collapsed and his stomach growled even more. But he didn't care, because the figure was really
There was a bald man next to me. What made him a little strange was that the entire figures of me and the bald man looked a little virtual, as if they were projected using holographic projection technology.
He rushed up and wanted to give me a big hug from behind, but with a pounce, he passed directly through my body and fell to the ground.
Because the fat man had very little physical strength left at this time, it was difficult to get up after falling. He could only curl up on the ground and shout my name, but I and the bald man next to me did not hear his voice or see him.
arrive.
And he couldn't hear what we were talking about. In anxiety, he took out his mobile phone. Fortunately, there was a weak signal on the mobile phone at this time. The fat man hurriedly edited a text message and sent it to me.
He was lying on the ground, quietly looking at the figure who looked exactly like me, wondering if I could receive his text message.
Then, the two figures suddenly became very blurry, and only the human shape could be seen, but the movements could not be clearly seen. Then, the two figures flashed and then disappeared suddenly.
Only then did the fat man realize that it was not the real me, it was just an illusory image. He was the only one in this damn place, and no one would find him here and rescue him. From his own perspective,
He was really going to die here, and no one would know after his death, and no one would come to collect his body. Thinking of this, he shed a few tears helplessly.
Just when he was heartbroken, a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed in the sky, and then a paper crane appeared out of thin air and flew down in front of his eyes. The fat man picked up the paper crane and looked at it. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he recognized it.
It turns out that these thousand paper cranes are exactly what I folded into my tracking talisman.
He was holding the paper crane in his hand, thinking that this paper crane could fly here, and I would definitely be able to find him. He told himself that he must hold on and wait until I come to save him.
Huh~huh~
Waves of icy cold wind blew against him, and ghostly shadows began to flash out from the darkness of the woods, whistling towards him.
The fat man stood up and ran towards the stone altar, with these ghosts chasing after him. Every time they were about to catch up with the fat man, the fat man would always burst out and throw them away, because the fat man had a belief in his heart.
That is, as long as he can hold on until I come to save him, he will definitely be able to return alive in the end.
Finally, the fat man returned to the stone altar. His physical strength was not enough, and coupled with the strenuous exercise, he was so weak that he passed out.
(PS: If anyone sees this, please comment. I want to see the 50 collections and how many of them are real) (To be continued)