Chapter 427 Silent Forest

Continue to go deeper, and the white fog around them retreated in front of them and rolled up behind them. Players keep an appropriate distance and expand the space where the white fog retreats as much as possible under the premise that they can see each other.

The team walked for a long time on the southeast shore of Beiming.

In the air, there is a depressing silence. There is no worm song, no bird call, or even the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

Only the player's own actions and the sound.

Mouth and nose breathing: hum, ha, hum, ha...

Clothing friction: swirling, swirling, swirling, swirling...

Long boots stepping on the snow: squeal, squeal, squeal...

The hard ice and snow on the ground cracked: Kun, Ka, Kun, Kun...

These monotonous and difficult syllables set off the surrounding environment, which is particularly quiet.

The silence around is hidden in the vast white fog. In the eyes of everyone, this vast white fog is like a bottomless black hole, with bottomless silence hidden in it, and in the silence, it is ambushed, I don't know what kind of danger it is.

The closure of the line of sight and the gap of the sound together create a strange atmosphere. In this atmosphere, everyone has a sense of dizziness that they don't know where they are and where they are going. Even when I recalled, I suddenly turned around and couldn't see where I came from. I had forgotten where I came from.

Completely lost.

People's intuition judges their origin, where they are, and where they go by feeling and observation. When perception produces all kinds of confusion under the influence of the environment, people's intuition can't help but have confusion.

Their team is lucky because they have found a clear line to follow: the lake shore line.

As long as they walk along the shoreline of the lake and keep this line in sight, they will never have to worry about getting lost. Don't worry about not being able to find your way back.

I don't know when it began to snow in the sky.

The forest sea, the snowfield, the snow in the sky, floating expressionlessly, falling quietly in the silent air, unable to raise a trace of waves.

The snowflakes that are almost falling in a straight line, which should have been light, but now look particularly dignified, add a little more solemn to the viewer's heart.

The air seems to have been pumped into a vacuum, so the snowflakes can float straight down without interference from the air. Or it has been condensed into a solid, so the edge of the snowflakes can't break the solid air and float around freely.

Regardless of the possibility, the image brought by this vision makes the player subconsciously feel that it is more difficult to breathe. Or the air is pumped into a vacuum, and they will be unable to breathe. Or condensed into solid and solidified air, they also can't breathe.

The footsteps began to become heavy. They seemed to fall into a long, endless, endless silence, but hidden all possible dangers and murderous, heavy nightmares.

No one realizes:

I don't know how long it has been since no one has spoken.

This situation continues until...

"Let's take a break!" The hero suddenly opened his mouth.

It seems to be suddenly awakened. Everyone woke up from their dreams in astonishment.

After "waking up", I still didn't realize the abnormality just now. I talked and laughed freely, played with each other, and didn't feel anything wrong.

After a break, pack up and continue on the road.

Once again, I fell into a strange silence and silence.

"Hellodarkness, myoldfriend

I'vecometotalkwithyouagain”

In the boundless silence, such a song suddenly sounded.

Suddenly, the players woke up again.

"Who is singing?" Everyone asked in shock.

The good man spared his life: "Me. I don't think you've been talking for a long time. Let's play some music to adjust. Love life and music. Yeah!"

"Oh, then you go on."

Peoplewritingsongsthatvoicesnevershare

Andnoonedaredisturbthesoundofsilence

When he heard this, Shi Ba's heart moved and said, "We haven't talked for a long time?"

"Do you have it? Is there such a thing?"

......

"It seems to be true. Then who, don't you usually like to talk? Why were you dumb just now?"

The hero spares his life: "I've been singing."

Play the gray machine in class: "It seems that there is nothing to say."

Dark night and: "Yes."

The soul of death: "It's very weird! It seems that we haven't talked for a long time since the last break!"

Play the gray machine in class: "Walk, don't talk."

Soul of Death: "But isn't it a strange thing that you haven't spoken for such a long time?"

Play the gray machine in class: "What do you want to say?"

Soul of Death: "I'm wondering if this area should be carefully investigated again."

"No way! What do you want to do?"

Soul of Death: "What else can I do? There is no living thing here, and there is no NPC. You can't ask someone to ask questions. In this case, what else can be done?

"Can you also do experiments in this kind of place?" Shi Ba looked at the soul of death in disbelief.

"I can't!" The soul of death shook its head decisively: "If you want to do an experiment, you don't have enough information. Let's find out some information first. First of all, take out all the ropes in your backpack!"

"It's not good!" The good man hesitated.

"What's wrong? If you ask you to take it out, just take it out!"

"Listen to you." The hero sighed "heavy" and "takes" the rope out of his backpack.

In an instant, ten bundles of ropes with the thickness of the big water tank were piled up around him.

These ropes are of different materials and thickness, but they all look very good.

"I'll wipe it! When did you change your business to the rope business?

"I took a task. Before I could hand it in, I was called by the seventh brother." The good man is embarrassed to say it.

"It's so much better!" The soul of death nodded with satisfaction.

Next, the soul of death begins to be distributed. Tie one end of the rope to one person and the other end to a big tree in the middle. So well tied, all the people leaned in all directions.

Four left on the side of the lake.

"Myna! I heard that you have a boat?"

"No. That's monkey hair. But it can be used as a ship. Because the monkey hair is too easy to use and practical, Shiba also sent a copy from the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Well, it's up to you to explore the lake!"

At eight o'clock, he nodded and understood. He took out the monkey's hair and blew a breath and turned into a boat with an oar (because there was no Ruyi stick as a boat). Among the rope taken out by the good man, the thickest one was tied to the stern.

Aboard the boat and row to the lake.

The lake is clear and transparent. It looks like crystal and glass. No matter how deep it is, you can see the bottom at a glance. This is the characteristic of Beiming. The water of Beiming is said to be the clearest, most transparent and cleanest lake in the world.

Shi Ba was in silence, cutting through the pure and flawless water, slowly sinking into the vast white fog.

Disappeared.