Under normal circumstances, the compass will malfunction when encountering a magnetic field, such as turning left and right and unable to point in the direction.
But the compass in our hands is like seeing a ghost. Its needle is frozen in the direction on the left hand side...
No matter which direction we went, the needle was as if welded together, stuck in place and unable to move.
In desperation, Lao Jiang took out the Xunlong Ruler and wanted to use the technique of dividing gold to fix acupoints.
The result is still the same!
In this woodland swamp where east, west, and west are indistinguishable, we have completely lost our direction.
Ge Weihan analyzed: "There should be a very strange natural magnetic field down here, which is different from the magnetic fields I encountered during my previous expeditions."
After speaking, he raised his wrist, looked at the watch and said, "But it can only affect magnetic things, and my mechanical watch will not be affected."
"What the bearded uncle said is the same as what he didn't say. We can't know the way through our watches, so what's the use of just looking at the time?"
Yin Ling'er pursed her lips and spoke in frustration.
Lao Jiang frowned and didn't know where to go for a while. Ge Weihan asked us to calm down. He had also encountered situations where he got lost during his previous adventures.
You can't stop now, otherwise it will be even more dangerous when it gets dark!
For now, we can only rely on Geweihan's extensive pathfinding experience and follow him around the swamp.
There is no sunshine here, and the land is extremely soft, with green moss and some tall weeds growing on both sides.
In this special environment, dotted swamps have also spawned.
In the gloomy environment, the swamps were like big black mouths filled with death traps, quietly waiting for prey to approach.
We are walking more and more carefully...
Everyone holds a stick in their hand, just like a blind man. They have to explore the way before leaving, for fear that this dangerous swamp of death will swallow us up.
At this moment, a big white bird appeared in my sight. It obviously had a pair of strong wings, and it was obviously not next to the mud of the swamp. However, when it appeared above the swamp, a An invisible hand grabbed its body and dragged it in.
“唳!”
The bird flapped its wings wildly and screamed, trying to struggle out.
But the invisible hand kept ravaging it, squeezing it, trying to crush it.
In the blink of an eye, the bird's lower body sank in.
Then the wings, then the head...
In the end, the whole bird was swallowed, except for the place where it sank, where bubbles were popping out.
"Did you see that? The bird had to fall. It was like someone was pulling it down."
Silver Bell screamed and jumped up.
I suppressed the fear in my heart and explained dryly: "It should be the suction. It was the suction of the swamp that dragged it down."
"No, it's not a matter of suction." Ge Weihan stood up and presented a bunch of scientific truths of his own: "To explain it scientifically, the swamp here can withstand very little pressure! And because there is too much water, the soil in the swamp is lacking. Oxygen, under anaerobic conditions, organic matter decomposes slowly and is only in a semi-decomposed state, eventually forming the current situation. "
I raised my hand and said weakly: "But the bird was sucked down while it was in the air. Your pressure principle is not valid! The bird will only have pressure after it comes into contact with the swamp... and then it can fall in... …”
My words made Ge Weihan also confused.
Because all of us could clearly see the scene just now, and the only explanation is that there is a pair of invisible hands secretly controlling everything!
Fear is creeping into us little by little, and we can't wait to get out of here.
However, we soon realized a problem. The Lost City is a bizarre place. The more scared you are, the more you cannot escape the nightmare it sets for you.
In Mihuntang, we got lost.
No matter what marks Lao Jiang made, it was useless. No matter how long we walked or how many directions we took, we would eventually return to the same place.
Gudong!
Gudong!
The bubbles of the swamp sounded all around us, like death's bells, playing quietly.
At first when we heard the sound of bubbles, we felt strange, then weird, and finally turned into deep fear.
It's as if there is something invisible hiding in the swamp around us. It won't show up on its own initiative, but it deliberately plays tricks on us.
"Master, what should we do now? What is going on? Why is there the sound of bubbles in the swamp?"
Lao Jiang said nothing, his eyebrows were wrinkled into a frown, and his face was full of sadness.
At this time, Ge Weihan intervened: "If we use our science to explain this, it is like this. There are many rotting corpses of animals and plants in it. Whenever the gas rises, many bubbles will emerge. This is normal. matter."
Another scientific explanation?
Doesn't Ge Weihan know that the entire Wawu Mountain is a forbidden area for science?
Sure enough, Lao Jiang shook his head: "It's not that simple. These bubbles rang a total of twelve times along the way, and they were all in swamps in different directions and areas. Is this how your scientific bubbles pop up?"
I just felt like something was wrong with the song, but Lao Jiang’s words woke me up.
Ge Weihan's mouth twitched and he asked Lao Jiang: "Then what do you think?"
Lao Jiang's hand rested unnaturally on the handle of the black knife, and his expression did not relax at all: "I don't know, anyway, there is always a very depressing feeling! Have you heard of it? In nature, the more Powerful predators tend to be more disdainful of killing with one blow. Many predators have the habit of teasing their prey, especially when they see fresh and rare prey..."
The so-called fresh prey here should refer to us.
Yin Ling'er was startled, and hurriedly pouted to the ground: "Uncle Jiang, stop talking like a wolf at this time, or you will scare us."
"I'm not trying to scare you." Lao Jiang replied, then looked at me and said solemnly: "Let's go again! We must leave here as soon as possible."
I waved my hand: "No, I'm so tired and paralyzed that I can't walk..."
Lao Jiang did not follow me, but tore a piece of cloth from his clothes, which made me very strange.
Then he actually wanted to put a cloth over my eyes and said, "Li Jinglan, you will lead the way this time."
"You blindfolded me and let me lead the way?"
"I'm crazy, why should I risk my life to be crazy with you?"
When I talked about the latter part, my tone couldn't help but raise a level: "Don't forget, there are swamps everywhere here!"
Lao Jiang's expression was serious, and his voice was low but irresistible: "Do as I say! Just follow your own feelings and go north."
