Seeing everyone's performance, we were instantly stunned.
Everyone knelt down, and we also squatted down.
The foreman said that we should respect the customs of the local tribesmen.
They must have their reasons for kneeling down.
Although we did not kneel down, we still had to squat down to show off, so as not to cause displeasure among the tribesmen.
"Grandpa, I feel something is really wrong."
My brother whispered beside my grandfather.
A group of us were all next to each other, and the atmosphere seemed very strange.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
My brother lowered his voice and said, "Haven't you noticed that in this area, apart from the horses and sheep they raise, there are no other living creatures?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone became restless.
I quickly closed my eyes and sensed my surroundings.
Within a few hundred meters, it was absolutely silent, so quiet that it was breathtaking.
Then after they worshiped for a while, someone suddenly stood up and yelled at us, and many people pointed at us, which made us even more confused.
Just now when they were worshiping, I secretly turned on my phone to record, including now their curses.
Some people even wanted to rush up and beat us, but they were stopped by Bart.
Bart turned to us and said, "You better leave, leave quickly, and take the car back to the mine.
They said you are unlucky people and you are not welcome anymore." , please don’t come again.”
We felt like dumb people eating Coptis chinensis.
We had offended someone.
Wasn’t it just a child crying a few times?
Nothing bad happened.
How could we be so superstitious and drive people away in the middle of the night?
In desperation, we boarded the CMB.
The situation really didn’t allow it, and we didn’t want to embarrass Bart too much.
The fat man drove the car towards the mine.
Then we walked for most of the day, at least more than an hour later, and we all felt something was wrong.
I said out loud: "Fat man, are you lost?"
"No, I've walked this road several times, I'm sure I can't go wrong."
The fat man said with a guilty conscience: "We can walk forty minutes and we'll be there.
Even if the speed is slow at night, we should still be there.
But I don’t know why, it seems like I’ve gone wrong.”
"That's really weird."
I closed my eyes and sensed my surroundings, and said, "I know the roads around me.
It's indeed the way I walked during the day, but it's strange.
Why can't I reach the mine?"
"Isn't it a ghost breaking the wall?"
the old dog suddenly said.
"Don't be so talkative."
Although I wasn't afraid, I was still muttering in my heart.
I counted: "Old dog, can't you control dogs?
Hurry up and find some dogs to take us out."
"You silly dog, didn't you listen to what your brother said?
There is a large grassland near here.
Even that tribe doesn't have shepherd dogs.
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Where can the dogs come from?"
the old dog said.
"What the hell is going on?"
is simply too weird and completely confusing.
"Fat man, stop the car."
Grandpa shouted.
With a creak, the car stopped.
We got out of the car and each of us lit a cigarette.
Grandpa looked up at the stars in the sky, motionless.
"Old Taoist, aren't you a Taoist priest?
Hurry up and burn a talisman or something.
This roadblocker is too short-sighted to block the Taoist priest's way.
Isn't this looking for death?"
I saw that the fat man's body was still shaking a little.
Grandpa withdrew his eyes, took a deep breath and said: "It's a ghost hitting the wall, but it's not really a ghost, but we seem to have entered an infinite loop, which means we have been walking the same path over and over again. , rather than walking around.”
As soon as these words came out, goosebumps all over my body stood up, and I asked: "Grandpa, how did you know?"
Grandpa pointed to the Big Dipper in the sky and said: "It has been more than two hours since we looked at the stars in the yurt, and the stars in the sky have not shifted."
I felt bad all over.
I asked tentatively: "You mean, we have been standing still?"
"Yes, it can be said that it is just standing still."
Grandpa took a deep breath and said, "Have you heard of the principle of the roller?"
"What do you mean?"
I have never heard of it.
"Now there is a drum washing machine, which is different from the one we have at home.
The drum is horizontal.
The drum keeps rolling, and the clothes keep moving, but the clothes are always at the bottom."
Grandpa thought for a while and said: " It's like putting a mouse inside a roller.
If the mouse moves, the roller will also move, resulting in relative stillness.
The mouse will always be in that position and never shift. " "You mean we are the mice" "Yes."
Grandpa nodded.
"What on earth is going on?
Could it be that this grassland is a big rolling ball?"
I looked up at the sky, and even reached out to pat my face.
There was a snap, and it hurt.
I hissed and gasped: " Grandpa, it’s not a dream.”
"This is the scary part."
Grandpa said: "Get in the car, stay in the car, and do nothing.
As soon as daybreak comes, nothing should happen."
Then we sat in the car without sleeping.
Everyone sat in their seats with their eyes open and didn't speak, just waiting for the day to come.
A few hours passed, the sky gradually became brighter, the stars in the sky disappeared, and the surrounding green grass came into view.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Fatty finally regained some of his vitality, smiled, started the car and said, "Go to hell and hit the wall, I'm alive."
After starting the car, it headed towards the mine.
But after walking for about half an hour, the fat man said again: "Did I go the wrong way again?
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Xiaofan, you drive."
After he parked the car, I noticed that his head and face were covered in sweat, probably because he was frightened.
I comforted him and said, "It's okay.
There are grasses everywhere on this grassland.
There aren't many cars coming, so you can't see the road.
It's normal to get lost.
You have a good rest and I'll drive."
After sitting in the driver's seat, I started driving.
Then I thought that I couldn't walk according to common sense, so I drove to the left and to the right.
Sometimes I even closed my eyes and looked for it.
The outlines made by the wheels on the grass these past two days.
But I drove for about half an hour, and I felt bad because I found that I was driving back again.
Not far ahead, there were not only traces of the car, but also the cigarette butts we threw last night. .
"No, we are still in the loop, we haven't gone out at all, and it doesn't work even at dawn."
I felt my voice was shaking a little.
"No," the old dog was also surprised, and he said, "Why do you say that?"
"Look at those cigarette butts.
The ones we smoked last night are definitely not the cigarettes smoked by others.
These are the Seven Wolf Smokers of Fujian.
I think we are the only ones in the entire grassland who have these cigarettes."
As soon as these words came out, everyone No one was calm anymore, and my sister-in-law leaned directly into her elder brother's arms, not knowing whether she was scared or crying.
I really didn't expect that even after waiting all night and during the day, I still didn't get out of this cycle.
What's even more terrible is that at this time, the mailbox sign on the dashboard lit up with a red light, and the car was out of gas: