After saying that, Lao Jiang tightly covered my eyes with the piece of cloth and tied it on my head.
My vision suddenly became dark, I could not see anything, only my hearing, and my sense of smell became extremely sensitive at this time.
"Li Jinglan, let's go."
Lao Jiang patted my shoulder.
At this time, I felt that Lao Jiang's voice suddenly changed. At that moment, his voice was very much like the three-eyed Li Jinglan in the dream.
In the infinite darkness, he seemed to have taken over my body again.
I followed my feeling and took the first step!
It was dark in front of me and my vision was blurry, but I was not as distracted as I imagined. Instead, I consciously walked along a virtual road.
In this way, I had to walk on the mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow. I expected that Lao Jiang would not let me fall into the swamp and leave him alone.
I don’t know how long I walked, but it seemed that I should have reached the origin in my memory, but Lao Jiang didn’t yell to stop, but continued to let me move forward.
After walking for about half an hour, Lao Jiang called me and took the initiative to untie the cloth from my eyes.
I subconsciously looked at the tree in front of me. Surprisingly, I didn't see the cross mark drawn by Lao Jiang this time.
We actually got out of that swamp!
Even Yin Ling'er couldn't help but jump up: "Brother Jinglan, you are so awesome."
Ge Weihan clapped his hands and asked what kind of magical method this was.
Lao Jiang still looked serious and cautious. He said calmly: "When all the tools fail, the only thing that can be relied on is the person's sixth sense. Don't forget, people are the leader of all spirits. Although compared to In ancient times, our functions gradually deteriorated, but the original consciousness of the primitive period still flows in our genes.”
I snorted: "Since we are all leaders of all spirits, why did you let me come? Are you trying to trick your apprentice again?"
Lao Jiang shook his head: "Because your sixth sense is stronger than all of us!"
After saying that, he showed a strange smile and nodded his eyebrows. The meaning was self-evident.
He was referring to my third eye!
But isn't this eye a curse? What other functions can be developed?
"Remember, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Sometimes misfortune, if used well, can also bring good fortune." Lao Jiang's words had a profound meaning.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that Lao Jiang knew more about the curse that was wrapped around me than I thought!
But for some unknown reason, he hid it from me!
Yin Ling'er didn't care about any of this. She looked at Lao Jiang excitedly and asked excitedly: "Uncle Jiang, can we be considered out of Ecstasy now?"
Lao Jiang shook his head: "It's not that simple! Look carefully, the surrounding swamps have not disappeared yet. At best, we have only escaped the first stage of the Ecstasy."
As soon as these words came out, the smiles on everyone's faces froze, as if a basin of cold water was poured from our heads, chilling us to the core.
"Then what should we do now?" Yin Ling'er twitched the corner of her mouth helplessly.
Lao Jiang replied: "Let's go. What else can we do besides leaving?"
Fortunately, Lao Jiang didn't cover my eyes this time. He carved a mark on the tree and took the initiative to lead the way.
Soon, many messy footprints appeared in front of us.
One, two, three, west, and five are still the same group of enemies. It seems that they have also come out of the maze.
The trampled mud has not completely stiffened and formed, and it is estimated that it will be within a few hours not long after leaving.
If they were trapped ahead, or if we drove faster, we might even be able to meet each other on a narrow road!
Yin Ling'er also noticed this and put down the bamboo basket in displeasure: "Why did they come out too? God is so unfair. The bad guys are all so lucky..."
"No, one is dead!"
Old Jiang's nose twitched and his eyes became sharp.
Yin Ling'er and I looked at each other and were about to ask what was going on when we saw Lao Jiang holding down the black knife on his waist and flying away in one direction.
Ge Weihan was chasing after him with a submachine gun on his back. Yin Ling'er and I didn't have time to think too much, so we caught up with our feet.
After only a few minutes of running, I smelled a rotten smell!
As I moved lightly, the smell became stronger and stronger. At the end, Lao Jiang stopped, and I finally knew the source of the smell...
I saw a deceased person kneeling under a big tree not far away. I saw that the person had dark skin, a strong body, and the well-developed muscles held up the blue cloth. He looked like a practitioner.
But now, he was alone and nailed to a tree with a machete.
The entire throat was pierced! Blood flowed all over the floor.
This person is not Wu Xi, nor Lao Wu, nor the mysterious mother-in-law or Ah Shui. The only explanation is that he is the owner of the extra footprints.
"Amen! They must be people from the mountains. Such dark skin is obviously the mark left by long-term exposure to the sun."
Ge Weihan was so sad that he crossed himself on his chest.
There are still a few incomplete footprints left under the tree, which seem to be left behind when Wuxi and the others killed the people. But the strange thing is that only this place has footprints, and the rest of the footprints seem to have evaporated. Let us It is impossible to know the direction in which Usi and the others fled.
Lao Jiang remained silent. I asked him what was wrong.
He stared at the corpse and saw that the corpse was dressed in blue and had an exquisite white scabbard on his waist.
But now, the scabbard is empty.
No, his knife is that white knife!
It was this white knife that pierced his throat and nailed him to the tree, and why his clothes were so similar to Ah Shui's clothes.
Are he and Ah Shui from the same ethnic group?
When I expressed my doubts, Lao Jiang did not refute. Instead, Yin Ling'er was surprised and said: "The clothes seem to be very similar, but if Ah Shui and him are from the same ethnic group, then Ah Shui should live in a tiled house. You're on the mountain, how could you be captured by Zheng Sanpao brothers before?"
You must know that Zhao Erhu and Zheng Sanpao have no real skills, let alone going up the mountain to kidnap people.
I said: "That's true, but Ah Shui, who is so inconspicuous and weak, must have something special, otherwise Wuxi and the others wouldn't have gone to all the trouble to bring a tow truck up the mountain..."
At this time, Lao Jiang finally spoke: "Ah Shui should be from this mountain. He must have gone down the mountain for some mission before, and then he was caught, and then he took Wuxi and the others up the mountain as a guide. This also explains why, Wuxi and the others could avoid Heizhugou and Millennium Fog in front of them, and they only needed one person to lead the way. Therefore, after confirming that the man in blue, the mountain guard, had little use value, he was killed. here!"
What Lao Jiang said was reasonable, and I couldn't help but look at the man under the tree again.
The man's eyes were wide open, filled with anger, unwillingness, and even indescribable regret. His mouth was wide open, but he could no longer say a word.
"Hey, it seems like there's something stuck in his mouth."
I was startled at first, and then I was so frightened that I pulled Yin Ling'er back and reminded everyone: "That bastard Wuxi is going to do his old trick again, everyone, be careful of poisonous insects!"
