Adventure Code

Chapter 164 Jade Ball Strange Stone (1)

Under what circumstances would you only listen to his voice and not see his person?

According to the current environment, I thought of two possibilities.

One: There are upper and lower floors, so I can hear the sound in the front, but I can't find it on this floor.

Two: It is the circular structure here that makes the position of the sound erratic. Maybe the person was in a certain room I passed by before, but I heard the sound was always in front, so I didn't look for the room here carefully.

Looking up at this moment, the light is just at the top, and the top is arched. There should be no third floor above, and I didn't see the stairs just now, so the first situation should be ruled out.

Then there is only the second possibility left.

I decided to rediscover these rooms.

At this moment, as soon as I stopped, the whistle just stopped, so I shouted again, and the whistle sounded again, still the same as before, as if it was not far ahead.

I wondered in my heart, why didn't they come out of the house, why didn't they make a sound?Could it be another white-haired old thief?Suppressing the doubts in my heart, I started to look forward.

This time, because I had to search one by one, I couldn't rush forward immediately, and my speed was the same as that of the young foreigner.

In order to speed up, I came up with an idea: "Let's find a room each, so that the speed can be half faster. You help me keep an eye on my companion, and I help you keep an eye on what you are looking for. By the way, what are you looking for?" What is it?"

He looked thoughtful, thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and wrote: I haven't found it after searching for a long time, maybe someone else can find it.When I saw him writing this passage seriously, I didn't think it was too weird for a while, and I said to myself: This kid...does he have a mental problem?Judging by his appearance, he doesn't seem to be lying, but he also said that he has been searching in this ancient city for a long time, which is obviously unreliable.

I could only ignore his words, and asked again, asking what he was looking for.

The young man wrote: "Man, someone is waiting for me here.

I couldn't help frowning. This time, I was almost sure that this young man was really mentally ill. I immediately felt sympathetic, so I didn't ask any more questions, so I said, "Okay, let's find someone together."

Then, the two of us stopped talking and began to search along the corridor, one person and one room.

I don't know what this place is used for. It doesn't look like a place to live, because there is not much furniture in the room, but there are many reliefs, paintings, and fabrics of various colors.

I used to think that this circular building should be the political center here, but now I feel that it is more like a large religious place.The young man with the machete and I searched one by one, and quickly found more than 40 houses, not to mention people, not even a ghost.

At this moment, I pushed open the door of the second room of No.40.

The moment I opened the door, I felt the erratic whistle, which was so close to me for the first time.

right here!

Even if it's not in this room, it's in the several connected rooms!
I was overjoyed, and immediately stepped in, calling the names of Kurban and others. I shouted fiercely, and the whistle sounded even more intensely, but when I searched around, there was no one.

Fuck!
Heck.

I went out immediately, and started looking for several connected rooms, but there was no one there, and the whistle could also be heard in several connected rooms, but the sound was not as loud as the No.40 second room.

In that room, the whistle was so shrill that it seemed to be blown directly in my ear.

I stomped my feet, gritted my teeth, went back to the second room of No.40, and searched again.

In fact, there is no furniture in this room. Although there are quite a lot of tattered colored cloth hanging from the roof, it is easy to block people's sight, but it is not enough to form any obstacle.

In this big empty room, I almost shouted the names of Kurban and others nervously, but the only response to me was the whistle. Finally, the whistle blower seemed tired, so he didn’t even blow the whistle at all, and the surrounding suddenly changed. Gotta quiet down.

At this time, Machete also walked into the room. I don't know his name, so I can only call him Machete.

After he came in, he took out the glowing bead in the darkness on the other side, and followed me to find it.In fact, I was a little discouraged, so I said to him: "Don't look for it, there is nothing."

The scimitar paused, then raised the bead in his hand, tilted his head slightly, ignored me, but looked at the ground, as if something caught his attention there.

I followed and saw that the ground was empty, dusty, and nothing.

His mental problem is really serious, and he can stare at the floor for so long.

and many more……

When I stared at the floor with him, I suddenly noticed something was wrong.

There was nothing on the floor, but that was what made it so odd.

Because... it doesn't even have footprints.

Let’s not talk about whether Kurban and the others have been to this room or whether they have left footprints, even if they have not been here, Machete and I did indeed enter.

Moreover, this is the second time for me to come in. I have walked around this room looking for people, and I don't know how many times I walked.

It stands to reason that this place should be full of my footprints.

But now I realize that there are no footprints in this room at all.

Not only did my footprints disappear, but even the scimitar that just came in did not leave his footprints on the ground.

The two of us stared at the ground, finally looked up at each other, and made a movement of walking forward at the same time.

As we move forward, we pay attention to where we have passed before.

This time, our footprints were clearly left on the ground.

We took a few more steps, and each step can leave footprints.

It seems to be all right now, but what about our previous footprints?Why didn't the two of us leave footprints before?Could it be that the two of us were ghosts before, and now we have become humans?

The strange situation in front of me made me and the machete lean together involuntarily, and I said, "You, have you ever encountered this kind of situation before?"

Machete shook his head.

I rubbed my face and remembered that Machete had stopped me from going upstairs, saying it was dangerous, so I asked him why he said that.

The machete then wrote four words on the dust on the ground: It's a long story.

He can't speak. Since he wrote four words long, he probably can't tell me now. He can't wait for him to write a long narrative, can he?
After a pause, he made a long story short, and wrote two more words on the dust on the ground: There are sacrifices here.

Someone sacrificed?

I know this is a religious place, and it is normal for someone to offer sacrifices. What does the words he wrote refer to?
Sure enough, he added a few more words: Arrest us as sacrifices.

Someone sacrificed, arrested us to sacrifice?

This, isn't this nonsense!

This place has been buried by yellow sand for many years. How could there be other people here, and how could someone arrest us for sacrifice?

(End of this chapter)