Realizing that the sound was wrong, he quickly turned his head to look. Under the moonlight, a bit of cold light was reflected.

It was a dagger. Upon seeing this, my aunt immediately bent down and picked up the dagger.

She picked up the dagger and looked at it. With the light source of the flashlight, I saw that there were many patterns engraved on the hand, and there were several English letters at the root of the dagger.

The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, and I immediately remembered the dagger owned by Fatty, which was exactly the same as this one.

I realized something was wrong, so I took the dagger from my aunt's hand and examined it carefully. On the root of the dagger, there were three English letters engraved on it, which were the initials of my name.

Because I personally gave this dagger to Fatty, and he always carries it with him. Even when he sleeps, he puts it under his pillow and treasures it like a treasure.

But now that he is here, he is able to leave his personal treasure on the road. He is definitely doing this under forced circumstances.

It is very likely that it is the mark left by the fat man for us, which means that we are not going wrong, the fat man is in front!

But since he regarded the dagger as a mark, it means that he may have encountered an accident and threw it away because he had no other choice.

Thinking of this, I felt very anxious inside, but I couldn't be impatient anymore, and my mind must not be affected anymore, otherwise I would probably miss the best opportunity to rescue the fat man.

Although the fat man is always the one causing trouble every time, he is my person after all, so I still don’t want anything to happen to him.

Immediately afterwards, I told my aunt the general situation, and then we hurried forward.

After walking for about five minutes, I came to a fork in the road. I couldn't bear it anymore. I was angry and asked, is this a mountain road or a fork in the road?

There are so many intersections? Are we being used as guinea pigs?

But I still kept suppressing my emotions in my heart to avoid being affected by this mountain.

Although it is a fork in the road, fortunately, there are only two roads, one to the left and one to the right, with the same 50% probability.

The difference is that this time there is no Zhang Tianyi around, so we must not be as hasty as before.

Even if you went right that time, you might be wrong this time.

Just when I was searching carefully to see if there were any marks left by the fat man at the two intersections, my aunt suddenly said something.

"Go this way!"

I followed the sound, but I was confused, because at this time, my aunt's hand was not pointing to any one road, but pointed between two roads.

That place where there is no road is overgrown with weeds and gravel. Let alone walking on it, it just seems difficult to walk.

It didn't look like there was a road at all, so why did the fat man walk here?

My face was full of question marks, and I pointed to the middle and asked:

"Auntie, are you not hallucinating? Are you kidding me? There is no road here? Isn't this a wasteland?"

She shook her head and said that she was not hallucinating. I immediately wondered, since I was not hallucinating, why did I choose to walk on a patch of gravel instead of a good road?

I looked at my aunt in confusion. She didn't speak, she just looked at the gravel field, as if she was thinking about something in her eyes.

I thought she was joking with me, but her expression told me that she was serious! She was not joking!

And I actually started to have some self-doubts. Do I really want to go there?

After a long silence, and seeing that my aunt still had no intention of speaking, I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to ask again. After all, I couldn't wait any longer.

But before I could say anything, my aunt immediately said:

"Just go here!" She paused, her eyes became firmer, and then added:

"When your father and I fell into hallucinations, we walked right here. That's right, we walked right here!"

She repeated it twice, and her tone became more and more certain. It didn't sound like she was talking nonsense, and there was no reason to talk nonsense.

Except for Zhang Tianyi who has no memory, my aunt is the only one who knows the route.

Since she said that this section of gravel was where they walked back then, it must be true, and it is very possible that the fat man walked on this section as well.

After all, they were all led to the tomb in the end, so the route must be the same.

I nodded, agreeing with what my aunt said and agreeing to walk in the middle. Even if the fat man and I walked on a different path, as long as my aunt remembered correctly, I would definitely be able to reach the tomb in the end.

We hit it off immediately, my aunt walked in front and I followed closely behind.

The gravel ground is very difficult to walk on. The large and small stones are hard on the feet and easy to fall over. There are also many soft stones that will break into pieces with a little force.

As a result, I walked one foot deeper and one foot shallower, and almost fell down several times, but fortunately I still had some skills.

After successfully crossing the gravel field, a road appeared in front of us, as if it came out of the middle of the road, very abrupt.

It's like I deliberately repaired half of it.

But fortunately, my aunt did not remember it wrong, and we did not go wrong, because we found a shoe belonging to the fat man on the side of the road.

A military green shoe, the one on the left foot that happened to be sprained, the fat man took off.

I looked at Fatty's shoes and felt a little puzzled. Wasn't Fatty obsessed with his mind?

Then how did he leave so many marks? Shoe prints, daggers, shoes, so many marks. Is he conscious or unconscious?

Thinking about it, I told my aunt about my doubts, but my aunt said that the fat man was probably semi-awake.

In other words, he was not completely obsessed with his mind, but still retained a trace of clear consciousness, which is why he was able to leave so many marks.

But then my aunt said:

"It is also possible that the fat man has been completely obsessed with his mind and fell into a coma, but his body has been completely controlled and he has no consciousness.

And these marks were deliberately left behind by manipulation, with the purpose of luring us there.

Then he walked into the tomb, fell into the mechanism, and was killed, and all of this was because of the influence of this mountain and this tomb."

These were my aunt's exact words. At that time, I was really confused as to what she said, manipulation, coma, everything was done on purpose.

I didn't really understand it at all. After this incident, when I thought about it again, I finally figured out the meaning.

In other words, the fat man's mind was affected by the mountain and the tomb, and he fell into a coma.

But he was guided by something in the tomb to move forward, and at the same time he kept throwing things away.

It was just to lure us over and then drop us all into the trap, but we understood that the fat man was leaving a mark for us.
Chapter completed!