“Senior Guy Nie’s name?” I stared wide-eyed. I didn’t expect Senior Guy Nie to be here. After carefully reading the words on the stone tablet, I found that all the words engraved on it should be names, and they are all Chinese names, because there are no foreign languages ​​such as Japanese or Western. Before me, there were twenty-nine Chinese people who had been here. And the name of Senior Genie ranked sixteenth. I don’t know the name at the top, it looks like the Oracle I’ve seen on TV before. Further down, there are bronze inscriptions, big seals, and small seals. Under the name of Senior Guyie, there are official script, running script, and regular script. The bottom three are modern simplified characters. The penultimate name is even the “two simplified characters” briefly introduced in 1977 in my country. It can be said that Chinese people have come here in all dynasties.

Where have they all gone? I know Senior Guy Nie, because I have been to his tomb, he must have escaped here. What about the remaining twenty-eight people?

With doubts, I walked to the wood house. I don’t know which predecessor on the stone tablet built this wood house. It looks very old, but there are many traces of newer repairs.

I opened the door and entered. I didn’t expect it to be quite large inside. It has three bedrooms and one living room with a kitchen, which has both ancient style and modern features. The room is a bit disordered and in a mess, and all kinds of wooden and stone furniture and appliances are randomly placed in every corner.

There are three rooms inside. I walked over to one by one to check it out.

The closest thing to the door is a utility room. There are many animal furs hanging on the wall, and various tools and unfinished furniture are on the floor.

The next room seems to be a study room. There are a variety of “books” on the shelves, including the most primordial bamboo slips and wooden slips, as well as grass paper with poor materials, as well as slate and wooden boards. Most of them are already decayed, and with a light touch, they turn into powder. On the desk in the study, there are already dried inkstones and brushes made of some unknown animal feathers. The records left by the seniors in the study are of great interest to me, but I plan to go around the whole house and look at it again.

Walking out of the study, the opposite door is a relatively large bedroom. As soon as I walked in, I caught a glimpse of a chair beside the bed with a person sitting on it!

I was so scared that I backed up a few steps and almost hit the door frame.

“Yes… I’m sorry, senior, I don’t know someone is in the house.” I lowered my head and dared not look at that person. I touched the Ninja Tool Pouch with my hand. If he does something aggressive, I will first The start is strong.

After waiting for half a minute, I didn’t dare to get out of the air. The room was quiet and even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard. But the man was still silent.

I slowly raised my head, only to find that the original chair was a shriveled corpse, which seemed to have been dead for many years, covered in dust. Because the light in the room is relatively dark, I didn’t even recognize it just now.

“Senior, excuse me. Junior Xie Qi, I accidentally lived here, wish for Senior, don’t blame Junior for his rude behavior.” I bowed deeply. After all, the dead is the big one. And this person is still my compatriot.

I stepped forward and checked the corpse. Judging from his clothes, he should look like the end of the 20th century to the beginning of the 21st century. He was holding the delicate thick notebook with a leather cover in his hand, I gently pulled it out, and then turned directly to the last page. Because I am curious what happened to him.

“I don’t know how long the next unfortunate person will come here, find this wood house, find my corpse, and find this notebook at the same time. I have been here for more than two years, or I didn’t find a way to leave here. My health is getting worse and worse. I feel like I have run out of time. However, I will leave useful information here as much as possible, and I hope that later people can successfully escape.

I know you must be at a loss, please be patient and watch it.

First of all, I can guarantee that although this place is on the edge of the plane and isolated from the world, there must be some going out. The way. Because among the 28 seniors before me, somebody must have escaped.

When I left the cabin, turn left and turn left in the open space of 300 meters. It is the cemetery of the seniors. Inside, the 215 seniors are buried. If my corpse was still there when you came here, I will bother you to read it for the sake of this notebook, and bury me by the way.

In order to save time, the records left by the seniors in the study , You don’t need to read it. In the past two years, I have written all the useful information in those materials, plus my analysis, in this notebook, you can start from the beginning.

The beasts on the island have been hunted by the predecessors. As for the sea, the sea at the edge of the plane is closed, and there are no large fishes such as sharks. So you can live with peace of mind and be patient to find an escape Way.

My consciousness has become more and more blurred, just write so much, I should also wait peacefully to die. I hope you can go home alive.

9Level 8 Zhang Pingchuan from the Department of History of Peking University has a great pen.”

Close my notes, my mood is a bit complicated, and I am confused. What is this now? Survival game? Escape game? what do I do?

This senior Zhang Pingchuan stayed here alone for two years, and finally died alone. what about me? Staying here for a few years, leaving some information, and then dying here, waiting for the next bad luck egg to collect my body?

No way! I must go home! There is a glimmer of hope, and I will never give up.

“Senior Zhang, thank you.” I bowed to the corpse again, “I will definitely go back alive, and you will rest in peace.”

I’m cautious and solemn Carrying Senior Zhang’s corpse, since the corpse has been completely air-dried, it is very light.

Clap, a small piece of charcoal fell out of corpse’s hand. I glanced at the corpse’s shirt and pinned off the signature pen. It seems that his signature pen is running out of water, and he insists on writing with charcoal. It is really persevering.

According to the guidance in the notes of the predecessor, I came to the cemetery he said, then dug a hole, buried his corpse, and went back to the wood house to find a wooden board as a tombstone, using charcoal Write, “The tomb of the senior Zhang Pingchuan, the younger Xie Qi stands”.

I counted the heads of the tombs, a total of twenty-six, of which twenty were tombstones. Most of the people who erected the stele were the people who came here after or after the burial.

So that means that the remaining three people, either corpse can’t be found, or they left here successfully. Anyway, Senior Guyie must have successfully escaped here.

Reminiscent of the name on the stone tablet, I suddenly discovered that Zhang Pingchuan was the last one on the stone tablet, and the second to last, the one named Shou Yile, was not in this cemetery. Zhang’s style, if you find Senior Shou’s corpse, he will definitely erect a monument after the burial. Since there is not, it means that Senior Shou Yile has probably also escaped here.

After all this work, it’s almost dark. I went back to the bedroom of the wood house. The bed inside was made of wood with a thick animal skin mattress. It should be a sleeping bag made of bearskin.

I’m so sleepy that I can put my eyelids under my eyelids, and I don’t bother to think about that many. Let’s talk about it tomorrow. I threw the notes on the chair, wiped the dust off the bed, and lay in.

Don’t say it, it’s quite comfortable and warm.

There seemed to be a big hand covering my face and plunged me into darkness.

zzzzzz……


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