Fire, light blue flames, instantly illuminated the entire cave in an extremely strange light.
Xiong Ming and I looked at each other, but neither of us spoke, because neither of us could figure out what was going on.
Just when the two of us were looking at each other, suddenly there was a sound of chirping outside the cave.
The sound wasn't loud, but it sounded a bit like footsteps.
"Someone...!" Xiong Ming and I blurted out these two words almost at the same time.
But then a big question mark appeared in my mind, "Who on earth would appear inexplicably in this dark underground world? And judging from the sound of footsteps, it was not a person."
The flickering light of the fire made the already eerie atmosphere even more exhilarating.
In order to prevent our whereabouts from being exposed prematurely, Xiong Ming and I put out the fire with earth. As the last trace of fire went out, darkness swallowed us both up again in an instant.
Xiong Ming and I carefully climbed to the edge of the cave entrance, held our breath and looked outside, but at this time, there was nothing but darkness outside the cave.
The two of us waited quietly for a while, but there was still no ghost visible outside, and gradually we couldn't even hear the occasional footsteps.
Xiong Ming lay next to me and sighed, and whispered: "Could it be that we two are too sensitive? That wasn't footsteps, it was just..."
Xiong Ming didn't finish what he said, but I could guess what Xiong Ming wanted to say. He wanted to say that maybe what we both heard before was just the wind.
But is it really what he thinks?
of course not!
Because just before Xiong Ming finished speaking, a beam of light suddenly lit up not far in front of us.
Light, white light.
It was not the light of fire, nor some unexplained natural phenomenon, but the light of a flashlight, the light of a military flashlight.
Light, compared with darkness, is often loved and yearned for more by people.
Because 90% of people rely on their own eyes. They are afraid of everything they cannot see, and they will infinitely magnify their inner despair in the darkness.
Therefore, often at this time, light becomes the only hope and sustenance in their hearts.
But sometimes, light does not only represent hope, it also indicates death.
Light, dark yellow light.
Different from the incandescent light of the military flashlight, the only thing burning in the room at this time was a candle.
The candlelight was like a bucket, illuminating only one corner of the room.
This room is very shabby. Judging from the furnishings in the room, it looks like a hospital ward in the 1980s and 1990s. Except for a rusty iron window in the corner, there is only one window left in the room. Wooden table and a creaky chair.
The door is closed, and there is a palm-sized transom window on the north side of the house.
The transom window was open, and the wind slowly blew in from the outside, making the candle, which was not very bright, sway and almost go out several times.
A man sat in front of the table, blocking the candle that was almost extinguished with his hand.
This was an old man, wearing a blue and white hospital gown. Perhaps due to long-term malnutrition, he seemed to have only a skeleton left.
Looking further at his face, the old man's beard was very long, and the gray beard almost hung down to his chest. It had not been repaired at all, so it looked very messy.
Perhaps because of his thinness, the old man's cheeks looked very sunken, or perhaps because he had not seen the sun all year round, his skin looked very fair, a strange whiteness.
However, on such a face, there is a pair of shining eyes.
The old man protected the candle on his side with his hand. After making sure that the candle flame would not go out, he picked up a pen and began to write something carefully on the desk.
The old man wrote very quickly, as if he didn't need to think at all. Those things seemed to have been in his mind for a long time, and he was just pouring them out at this time.
The old man was so engrossed in writing that he didn't notice that the door of the ward was slowly opened from the outside.
The door of the ward is the most old-fashioned wooden door. There is a glass window 60 centimeters long and 30 centimeters wide on the door. There is a row of numbers printed in the middle of the door. The numbers have faded due to age. It's not clear, but I can vaguely see that the last few numbers are "776".
The hinges of the wooden door were already rusty, and the door made a "squeaking" sound when it was pushed open, but the old man in the ward did not notice anyone coming in at all.
A woman came in, a very young woman.
Not only is this woman young, but her appearance is also outstanding. She looks a bit mixed-race no matter how you look at it. In addition, she is over 1.70 meters tall. She is thin where she should be and not small where she should be big.
What's even worse is that this woman is actually wearing a white coat.
However, although this woman was wearing a white coat, she did not look like a doctor in any way. After entering the door, she deliberately pulled her chest down, and an attractive career line was "obviously revealed", underneath the white coat He didn't wear any pants, but wore a pair of white stockings.
These stockings coupled with her straight and slender legs, I believe that even the most picky man in the world will swallow his saliva involuntarily.
But at this time, the old man didn't even raise his head. He was concentrating on writing something at his desk.
The woman wasn't angry either. After standing at the door for a while, she coughed lightly.
Hearing the woman's cough, the old man suddenly realized that someone had entered his ward.
The old man was a little unhappy. He didn't like to be disturbed when he was writing. But when he raised his head and saw that the person coming was this woman, his originally "cold eyebrows" expression suddenly softened a lot.
When the woman saw the old man's expression, she was not angry. Instead, she burst out laughing and said delicately, "What? Did I disturb you? Are you unhappy?"
The old man also felt that his attitude was a bit too much, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly. Then, the old man slowly put down his pen and glanced sideways at the clock hanging on the wall, which read eight-twenty.
After the old man looked at his watch, he turned back to the woman and said, "Why are you here at this time? You shouldn't..."
The woman showed a helpless expression and sighed: "What should I do?"
The old man didn't speak. He just looked at the woman. There was an indescribable change in his bright eyes. It was jealousy, the jealousy that a man has because he cares about a woman.
When the woman saw that the old man was silent, she couldn't help but smile. She leaned against the door frame and said, "You're right. I should have been with him at this time. But..."
The old man didn't let the woman continue, so he asked, "But what?"
The woman said slowly: "But I miss you!"
The old man's tone was still a little cold, but his astute eyes seemed to have softened a lot after hearing the words "I miss you."
A man, no matter how old he is, is always a man.
As long as you are a man, you will feel happy when your beloved woman says these three words "I miss you", no matter what the occasion is, and no matter what the reason is.
The old man looked at the woman, and the woman looked at the old man. Neither of them spoke.
After a long time, the old man slowly said: "Are you telling the truth? Do you really just miss me, an old man? Or, you..."
The old man didn't finish his words. He couldn't help but glance at the unfinished book on his desk.
Book?
No, that's not a book!
It was a map, a worn leather map. The material looked like sheepskin, but I wasn't sure if it was.
The map was very damaged, at least two-thirds of it was missing, and what the old man had been doing before seemed to be preparing to complete the remaining parts.
Judging from the current progress, the old man has almost completed the entire map. Only a palm-sized area in the center of the map is still missing, and that area seems to be the most important location on the government map.
The old man's eyes looked at the map of the silly girl on the table in front of him, and the woman also looked at the map.
After a long time, the old man slowly continued: "Still, you came here for it! Did he ask you to come?"
The old man talking about it naturally refers to the incomplete map.
When the woman heard what the old man said, she wasn't angry. She just sighed and said, "Since you don't believe me, then I'll just leave!"
After saying this, the woman turned around and walked out without looking back.
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