Chapter 4 Behind, Footsteps

Shaking his spirits, Zhong Cheng stood up and sat on the ground for a long time to make his brain dizzy. Through the stone wall standing aside, he stabilized his shaky body.

"Anyway, let's confirm the time first." Zhong Cheng thought that he pressed the automatic glow button on his left watch, looked at the time, and found that the watch had stopped at some point. The hour hand pointed to the seven o'clock position.

"Damn!" Zhong Cheng, who had no sense of time to make him uneasy, unconsciously cursed, "Those guys in white robes in the army can only brag and say that it's okay even if it's burning and water. I didn't let it happen yet, so I went on strike! Bah!"

In this dark place that is almost isolated from the world, even time has been lost, which is really frightening. Zhong Cheng clapped for a moment and suddenly thought that there was still a military handheld computer in his backpack, which was imported from the United States and specially configured for them, the special forces members who were struggling on the front line.

Zhong Cheng turned over his backpack and muttered, "Think about it, American goods should not be bad. I hope you won't let me down. It's better to get in touch with the outside world. However, he also knows that under this primitive forest, the possibility of getting the computer to receive signals is about zero. But at least figure out the time.

After turning out the black handheld computer, Zhong Cheng couldn't wait to turn on the power. As a result, when he saw Zhong Cheng on the computer screen, his face darkened.

The time display part on the computer directly caused the garbled code. Zhong Cheng can no longer understand the characters emerging from that place.

"What the mother language is this! English is not like this! It's really a fucking import!" Zhong Cheng angrily wanted to throw the foreign goods that disappointed him to the ground, but think about it, since it has also been taken out, let's try to get in touch with the outside world.

The answer is naturally impossible. There is no signal from the satellite in the depths of the virgin forest.

"If the electromagnetic waves emitted by a satellite can be transmitted here through the surface. I'm afraid that country has already found aliens!" Zhong Cheng fantasized.

But immediately, Zhong Cheng knocked on his forehead fiercely and scolded, "Damn it! What am I thinking about?" Pick up the computer in your hand again, look at the meaningless pictures and meaningless characters on the screen, and listen to the mumbling sound of the computer that can't receive messages. Zhong Cheng had an impulse to strangle the computer he didn't like.

"Hmm! Foreign countries and China have researched all the waste of money. Zhong Cheng sighed. Take back the computer from his backpack. He wanted to throw it away. But think about it, if I am lucky enough to go back from the depths of the earth that I don't know how far away from the surface, the handheld computer will be very useful.

"Wow!" Zhong Cheng stretched out and laughed at himself for doing so much useless work, and in the end, there was no one fart.

There is nothing more like. Anyway, let's try to move forward first.

Zhong Cheng took the automatic pistol out of his waist bag, opened the safety and held it tightly in his right hand. His left hand is holding the wolf-eye flashlight for lighting. Walk carefully before.

Zhong Cheng's footsteps are very light and nervous, and he always pays attention to the movements around him. Caution is essential in order to survive in unknown fields. He is ready to pull the trigger at any time.

He was the only one on the quiet corridor, and he walked lightly, but he could still hear the sound of his boots stepping on the path.

The regular footsteps make Zhong Cheng's heart irritable. It's good to have a sound, but the strange footsteps will only make the strange corridor more strange.

"Eh?" Zhong Cheng suddenly stopped. From the moment he set out, he only felt that something was wrong. This keen insight made him irritable.

Zhong Cheng stood still and pricked up his ears. There was no sound around him.

"Is it my heart?" Zhong Cheng comforted himself. Time is running out, and we have to find a way out as soon as possible. Zhong Cheng didn't stay much and embarked on the journey again.

At the same time, regular footsteps sounded again. The sound of footsteps in the dark made people's scalp tingling.

Zhong Cheng's walking style this time is different from the last time. Last time Zhong Cheng walked regularly step by step. But this time, he deliberately broke this rule again, and his steps were fast and slow. The footsteps in the dark also became slow.

Zhong Cheng pricked up his ears to listen to the obviously discordant footsteps, and his face gradually became gloomy as the footsteps changed.

"This feeling is not wrong!" Zhong Cheng suddenly stopped and turned around with fierce eyes. At the same time, the trigger was pulled with a bang.

"What kind of person!" Zhong Cheng, who turned around, roared almost heartbreakingly. However, there is only a thin layer of air in front of him.

From the moment his footsteps sounded, Zhong Cheng had already noticed something wrong in advance. His naturally keen sixth sense made him feel that the footsteps in the quiet corridor did not belong to him alone. It also belongs to another "person", a person that Zhong Cheng doesn't know. Therefore, Zhong Cheng has been paying attention to this extremely abrupt footsteps since just now. Huangtian lived up to his heart, and he really heard the strangeness in the footsteps. He found that his footsteps seemed to be mixed with another footsteps. The footsteps seemed to follow their own pace as if they wanted to keep up with their own pace.

It was perfectly concealed, but Zhong Cheng, who was born with a sixth sense, still had a keen insight into the strangeness and immediately took action.

However, behind him - there is nothing!

Normally, I realized that no one was following me, and I should have been relieved. But Zhong Cheng's face became more gloomy. He has secretly observed the footsteps for so long, and there is absolutely no way to hear it wrong. He believed that his footsteps were definitely mixed with another sound of footsteps.

But what's behind it is air! Are there really any scientifically unexplained creatures in this place?

Zhong Cheng found that his hand holding the gun had unconsciously begun to tremble. The atmosphere of this place is obviously much more strange than Zhong Cheng imagined.

"Hmm! Whatever he is! If it's really a ghost, I'll destroy one, two, and I'll destroy a pair!" Zhong Cheng's heart was much easier for himself.

As I said just now, even if Sadako lives in this ancient well in order to survive. He will not back down.

embarked on the journey again, and the footsteps hidden in the footsteps sounded unexpectedly.

With the experience just now, Zhong Cheng is not in a hurry to turn around and shoot this time. His eyes were not oblique, and he secretly looked back. As expected, there was nothing behind him.

The invisible enemy is the most terrible. Zhong Cheng feels as if he is being stared at by a sniper at this moment, and his head is in danger of blooming at any time.

"Will it be an echo?" Zhong Cheng suddenly considered this possibility, but then he overturned his own idea. There is a big difference between the echo and the "voice" of another person. Zhong Cheng can't even distinguish this difference.

In a word, someone is behind you. Although I can't see him, he is indeed there.

Thinking that his back might be attacked by unknown creatures at any time, Zhong Cheng couldn't help frowning. The situation is too passive. We have to find a way to turn the situation around!

"I know you are behind me and have been with me for so long. You haven't attacked me. It should not be like attacking me. How about it? How about we talk about it? Zhong Cheng continued to walk forward. But he said this, and he wanted to negotiate with the owner of the footsteps.

What answered him was the sound of lonely footsteps.

The other party did not answer himself, which Zhong Cheng expected early. He was just taking a chance and didn't have any hope at all.

At that time, there was only a continuous beep sound from the corridor of footsteps. The source of the sound is Zhong Cheng's backpack.

"How come?" Zhong Cheng frowned deeply, and his face was more afraid than surprise. He remembers clearly that the handheld computer was turned off by him, but now it rang!

"Uh!" Zhong Cheng swallowed a mouthful of water, slowly opened his backpack, and took out the chirping handheld computer from it.

The computer's screen is on and the message is displayed. Someone is contacting Zhong Cheng. But the signal on the side shows that the signal cannot be received. Since you can't receive the signal, there is another contact? What a crazy situation!

Zhong Cheng's heart seemed to rise to his throat, and his fingers hung over the button that accepted the connection on the screen and could not fall for a long time.

If you fall and see it, it is definitely not a normal person! Zhong Cheng can't imagine what will appear on the other end of the screen.

But if it doesn't fall, Zhong Cheng, who is in the depths of the ancient well, has no clue. Run blindly without clues, and death is only a matter of time.

"Anyway, it's all dead! At least let me understand!" Zhong Cheng made a decision, gritted his teeth and pressed the "accept" button on the screen.

With a beep, the screen jumps instantly. A man in ancient clothes quietly appeared on the pale screen. The man's face was handsome, and his unorganized black hair hung low on his shoulders, with an inexperable smile hanging on his lips. But what surprised Zhong Cheng most was that this man looked exactly like him! Only the color of his eyes is different. He is red, while Zhong Cheng is black. In addition, Zhong Cheng and the man on the screen are almost carved out of the same mold.

"Wow..." Zhong Cheng rubbed his eyes and looked at the man on the screen carefully, with a surprised look on his face.

"Welcome, Zhong Cheng. How many years have you come back after all!" The man smiled strangely at Zhong Cheng and slowly spit out these words in a magnetic voice.