Metaphysics bosses are covering their vests every day

An Yi and the photographer stumbled over and ran over, An Yi even fell because of anxiety and fell into the mud, and was helped by the photographer with great difficulty.On weekdays, he would definitely lose his temper again, but now his face is only a little paler, and he seems to be relieved when he walks in front of Qi Guiyi and the others.

"Didn't you go down the mountain? Why did you come back again?" Ren Sui asked while pretending to be kind and helped the photographer to support An Yi, but no one noticed the look of disgust flashing in his eyes.

Sensing the weight loss on his body, the photographer gave him a grateful look, and then said tremblingly, "I...we can't go out."

"What?!" Huang Lingling exclaimed, "Just go back along the original road."

This Yanming Mountain is easier to walk than she imagined, and there is a small road leading to the mountain, surrounded by woods on both sides, as if guiding the way for pedestrians.Huang Lingling even whispered to Feng Yue that the poster who posted that he was lost could no longer say that he had a bad sense of direction, but that he had no sense of direction at all. Presumably the reason why the poster deleted the post and ran away later was because he realized that he was stupid to get lost .

Qi Guiyi hugged Xiaobai and frowned as he listened. He saw An Yi standing there with a dull expression, his clothes were wet from the rain, and there were still mud spots hanging on them. Handed the tissue to the other party: "Wipe it off."

But I didn't expect that this action seemed to turn on some mechanism, which brought An Yi back to his senses, directly pushed away the handkerchief Qi Guiyi handed to him, and roared: "I don't need it!"

Speaking of which, An Yi least wants anyone to see her appearance at this time, and that is Qi Guiyi.He lost to Qi Guiyi from the very beginning, and he finally saw Qi Guiyi being hacked into the hot search, thinking that the relationship between the other party and Gu Zheng had broken up, but he didn't expect that Qi Guiyi was still in this period like a fish in water; and now Qi Guiyi Guiyi's kind gesture of handing the tissue fell on him, but it looked like he was mocking him, waiting to see his joke.

Seeing that Qi Guiyi's clothes were just wet by the rain, but he himself seemed to be rolling in the mud, An Yi's eyes showed jealousy, and he thought that if it was Qi Guiyi who wanted to go down the mountain at that time, the other person's appearance It must be more embarrassing than him.

"If you don't need it, you don't need it. What's so fierce!" Huang Lingling folded her arms and said unwillingly. It was because Feng Yue secretly tugged at the corner of her clothes that she reluctantly shut up.

Qi Guiyi withdrew his hand, unable to figure out why An Yi was so malicious.

It was the photographer who broke the embarrassing atmosphere and spoke about what happened to them.

It turned out that the photographer and An Yi walked down the road they came from. After walking for about ten minutes, An Yi who was walking in front suddenly stopped - he saw the tree stump that was kicked off by him.

But seven or eight minutes ago, they had already passed the tree stump.

At that time, An Yi and the photographer looked at each other with ugly expressions.In order to avoid being mistaken, An Yi walked to the side and saw a corner of the tree stump that fell into the soil.

The rain was still falling, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet, but they had to keep going down.

Or maybe they just misremembered the location of the stump?Perhaps there were other stumps on this hill that also happened to be kicked off?

Even if they knew that this idea was ridiculous and full of self-deception, it was their only comfort right now.

They also deliberately changed the direction, and the original idea of ​​going down the mountain quietly faded away, leaving only the idea of ​​"don't see that tree stump again".

It was only after passing by the tree stump for the fifth time that the two finally could no longer deceive themselves—they might have encountered the legendary "ghost hitting the wall", but no one was willing to break it, as if they could avoid the present situation without talking. situation.

They stopped at the same time, stared at each other and fell into silence, with the sound of dripping rain in their ears.

In the end, it was the photographer who spoke first: "Should we...or go back and find them?"

These words seemed to be a life-saving straw, An Yi grasped it tightly and nodded repeatedly: "Go back."

This time they chose to go back. They were terrified and thought that they would encounter the stump again, but they didn't expect to see the familiar stump until they met Qi Guiyi and the others.

"Only the way up the mountain is not repeated." The photographer silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, seeing how many people there were so he had the courage to express his conjecture: "It's, it seems to be forcing us to go forward..."

He looked at An Yi, and An Yi's eyes showed the same horror. It was obvious that they had guessed this way back when they were trapped, but no one dared to speak out at that time.

Everything before seemed to be just their hallucinations, but neither of them wanted to verify it again.

The photographer's voice fell, and no one spoke for a while.

After listening to the photographer's narration, Huang Lingling had already hugged Feng Yue tightly beside her. She was extroverted, but she was most afraid of such strange things.What the photographer said was so vivid that Huang Lingling saw the photographer and An Yi wandering in the woods like two ghosts in a trance, but they couldn't get down the mountain anyway.

Feng Yue noticed Huang Lingling's shivering, and snuggled up to her, as if silently comforting her.

Qi Gui frowned, this was something he had never encountered before going up and down the mountain.

"In that case, let's continue going up the mountain now and go down together later." Ren Sui said with a smile, "Maybe it's just an illusion?"

Although the second half of the sentence was a little pale after hearing what the photographer said, it did comfort others.

Everyone tacitly did not mention this matter again, and the group continued to set off in the rain, but this time there was less talking and laughing, even the most lively Huang Lingling stopped talking and looked listless.

Qi Gui couldn't see it, so he coaxed the little girl a few words, and finally Huang Lingling's face became a little brighter, and seemed to have regained some vitality.

Feng Yue noticed Qi Guiyi's intentions, and thanked Huang Lingling in a low voice while he was not paying attention.

The only one who could be happy was Gu Zheng.

Because Qi Guiyi was hugging the dog, Gu Zheng stood far away from him. He fumbled for the mahogany sword pendant in his pocket, and jumped up in a rare mood.

Not long after walking this time, the group stopped again and looked at the building that suddenly appeared in front of them.

It was a Taoist temple, the gate was closed tightly, the mottled texture left by the rain across the years, and slid down the eaves, like shining threads hanging under the eaves.

As if sensing someone outside the door, the closed door slowly opened, and a man in a gray robe walked out holding an oiled paper umbrella.

The oil-paper umbrella covered the face of the visitor, and from Qi Guiyi's perspective, he could only see the braided brown hair of the person under the umbrella.