Daomu Biji

After the experience is lackluster.

We gasped and looked at each other, feeling like everything was just dreaming. The fat man's pale face made us hurry up and dared not stop for a moment. I was basically in a trance afterwards, especially at the end. I can only roughly describe the passing.

We hardly had any stops. We went all the way back to the exit of the waterway, chose a direction and started looking for another exit along the stone wall. After six hours, he entered a waterway and endured hunger. The three of them simply walked with their heads blank, and said nothing, so as not to consume physical strength.

"Do not eat and rely on fat to support one to two weeks. The only thing that is uncomfortable is a few days ago," said the fat man. "I have experienced this kind of time, just be patient."

At the beginning, I doubted whether we could go out alive, and at the same time, I suddenly understood why the third uncle came in this time, why it was called "no return", because the distance is too long, and the food carried by one person cannot satisfy the whole. Back and forth, he had foreseen the hardship of the return journey.

Marching on an empty stomach in the channel, the fat man's plan was to go out in a day, but going up was much more tiring than going down. After two days of hunger, we couldn't bear it anymore and started to figure out a way. There is very limited food available here, with dry dry food, and many bugs in the cracks. The expedition manual says that when there is no food in the wild and you ca n’t figure out what to eat, eating bugs is the most safe. We started to try to grab some to eat, but the bugs here are also very small and very small, when the seeds are about the same.

The oil bottle has been in a trance, but it got better, but I still can't remember anything. We told him several times that he couldn't understand what happened, but fortunately he didn't need to help him, he could follow us on his own.

Supported by insects for another three days, we finally saw the live tree roots appear on the wall of the well. The fat man judged that it should be very close to the ground. We wandered around and finally found several upward shaft openings. The fat man climbed up and found that this was the piece of Tallinn we passed by when we entered the rainforest.

The holes here are so small that we couldn't get in, so the fat man hit a small hole with a bullet and made a directional blast, which exploded the stone between several holes before we barely squeezed in.

The ground is completely unrecognizable, and the water level of all swamps has dropped to the lowest point, exposing silt and grim tree roots. At this time, the sun is shining, and all the poisonous snakes are underground. It should be the safest time.

In the rain forest, the sun is shining and the scenery of birds and flowers is easy to make people feel the beautiful illusion that this is a fairyland on earth, but we know that this moment of tranquility is definitely an illusion. The more peaceful, the more restless.

We have calculated the time. We can never get out of the gorge before dark, and we can enter the middle of the gorge at most. If we encounter any resistance, the three of us who are exhausted will definitely be reduced.

The three of us have survived all kinds of hardships. I do n’t want anyone to sacrifice at this juncture, but as of today, there is no better way to do so. Fortunately, there are not many crested snakes in the canyon, and we can be coated with silt. This way, it can be said that it is completely destiny.

Next is the long journey. There is no need to repeat the process during this period. I am really reluctant to mention it. We are all wounded in the mud, we are all injured, and there is no time to deal with the grass monument. It's nervous, as soon as there is a voice, it speeds up.

We spent a day and night quickly traversing the gorge and back to the Gobi, and really saw the Lord Doma who were waiting outside. It was totally a feeling of rebirth. As soon as the fat man came out of the canyon, he almost passed out, and it was decided that Dolma, who saw us, could hardly believe his eyes.

Outside the gorge, we took a rest for three days, everyone was muddled and exhausted. I haven't thought about anything in these three days, and have no worries, but I feel that only sleep is the most important thing, and everything else is rubbish. And for the first time, I really felt relieved. It seems that the mysteries and everything that has not been solved have nothing to do with me.

The oil bottle is still not picking up, either shrinking in a tent or staring at the sky against the rock. We all sighed, but there was no way, no one thought that he pursued to the end, it turned out to be such a result.

Pan Zi was accidentally rescued by Tashi. He lay in another tent and sometimes fell awake. He did n’t dare to tell him about his uncle. Tashi said that Wen Jin explained some things to them. They knew how to prevent snakes. When the signal smoke came out, they also searched the camp. They found the camp in the jungle and found Pan Zi there.

I counted the time, it should be the day after we went to catch Wen Jin, think about as long as you can survive that night, you can meet Tashi, then things are completely different. Unfortunately, that night's variables were too great.

After another two days of rest, Tashi told us that we should start. According to his memory, we are now in the middle of a devil city ring. The devil city has set up a strange organization. We must have precise navigation. After going out, There may be highways on both sides of the east and west, as long as we reach the highway, we can call for help. At this moment, I also want to know the whereabouts of the three uncles and black glasses, but they have no strength. Tashi said that they may go out from another entrance, or they may not come out at all, but we can't do anything.

Without a car, we could only walk. What we lacked most was labor, because the water at that time was moved by the third uncle brigade, and they left a lot after they set off. We could n’t move all of them, and the long journey time was long , The water we can bring can't persist until we find a highway.

The fat man said: "Half cut the food, discard the tent, all the extra space is used to bring water, eat less food, no water can not last a few days."

He did so, starting with a lot of water and crossing the Gobi. This process was inevitable at the beginning, but marching with the rainforest already belonged to two grades. Four days later, we walked out of the ghost city. After another week of walking, I finally reached the highway. A donkey friend of an SUV was stopped, and the phone of the military vehicle was used to get in touch with the people of Judeco. About thirty hours later, the Aning company team arrived and rescued us.

Everyone was paralyzed, some people wept with joy, what kind of journey this is, I am afraid only the person concerned knew. On the way back, the fat man leaned on the car and suddenly sang the song: "Climbing the peak and looking at my hometown, Huangsha is thousands of miles away. Where came came the camel bell, and the sound came into my heart."

The broken voice sounded good. I suddenly felt a sense of emotion and sadness. In a flash, my tears were flowing, my eyes blurred, and all the past flashed like a dream in my eyes, as if I heard those voices that were lost forever. There was more than one echo on the vast Gobi.

After returning to Golmud, I weighed again and again, wrote an email to my second uncle, and explained all the things before and after. Half an hour later, the second uncle called and told me that he knew. Do not tell anyone about this matter, and tell me to leave it alone. He will handle it and tell me to return to Hangzhou immediately.

Naturally can not go back immediately, fat people and stuffy oil bottles and Pan Zi must stay in the hospital for some time.

The fat man is over-fatigue, and he eased over after hanging a few bottles of nutrient solution. Pan Ziming is very big. I told him about the situation of the third uncle. He thumped his chest and kicked his foot. I was exhausted and couldn't talk to him. He didn't fully recover and returned to Changsha, saying he would wait for the news of the third uncle. I let him inform me immediately.

The most serious thing is the stuffy oil bottle. He has regained consciousness after hospitalization, but we found that he ca n’t remember anything. Excessive stimulation made his thinking very confusing. The doctor said that he should be quiet.

He didn't remember much. Now he doesn't even know who I am. This feeling is really disappointing. Looking at him, I can't bear to look at it.

I was the last person to return home, took a hot bath, and looked at the accumulated letters boringly, and suddenly found that one of the letters was actually sent by Uncle San.

Moved in my heart, I looked at the date and found that there was no postmark, and immediately unfolded it and found that it was a long letter.

Great nephew:

When you saw this letter, I might have no trace, or maybe I was dead. I don't know if you already know the truth at this time, but I know how to owe you an explanation. Now I am about to do something. This thing is my destiny. I cannot escape. I feel that this may be my last time. I have chosen to ruin my career for this matter. If I did n’t find the answer this time, then I would rather die.

What you want to know, I write below, you can take a look slowly You may have been very strange, why did I lie to you again and again, you will understand after reading it, it is because I am a scam myself.

I am very sorry, but no matter how you look at me, you will always be my great nephew. You must believe me, everything you do, your third uncle, is actually to protect you. I have never thought of harming you or thinking of any harm to your Wu family.

Maybe I am actually Wu Sanxing, or, if this mask is worn for too long, I ca n’t take it off.

Equally sorry, in this letter I have no way to explain all the details. I want to say that in this matter, everything that happened has a certain reason. And I am actually just an accident. The yin and yang difference at the time led to all this happening, and when I was stuck in it, there was no way to save it. What happened in Xisha actually hides a bigger secret, and Wen Jin's background is far from that simple. When I was investigating them, I found that some of them had no background at all, did not know where they came from, or what they did before.

After further investigation, you will find that there must be something hidden behind this expedition team, and everything is unfathomable, so if you are still involved in this matter afterwards, you must look at my end You will know what it takes to pursue this secret.

I hope this matter will end here. After you know the truth, your life can continue, don't fall into it again. I know that when you think about the whole process, you will still find a lot of puzzles, but those have nothing to do with you.

Finally, as the last sentence of parting, you must remember, that is what your grandfather left:

What is more terrible than ghosts and gods is the hearts of the world.

Your third uncle in Dunhuang

The following is a long description of what happened, almost the same as Wen Jin said. I watched it silently, and after watching it, my tears shed uncontrollably.

End of "Tomb Raider Notes: Mysterious Return to the Nest"