Chapter 252: Five people are missing
There were originally thirteen people, but now there are only twelve people left.
There were twelve people, one less than before, and what was even more strange was that Xiao Ye had no impression of this person at all.
"What's wrong?" Wang Zihao noticed something was wrong with Xiao Ye and asked hurriedly. He thought Xiao Ye had discovered something.
"Do you remember how many people came with your third grandfather just now?" Xiao Ye asked with a frown.
"How many people are there?" Wang Zihao was stunned by this strange question, and then shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. To be honest, he didn't notice how many people came just now.
"You really don't remember?" Xiao Ye didn't believe it.
"I really didn't pay attention." Wang Zihao waved his hand: "About eleven or twelve people?"
"However, I'm not sure."
Finally he added.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it." Xiao Ye said uncertainly. After Wang Zihao said this, he was really not sure whether he remembered it wrong. But with his memory now, how could he remember it wrong?
The purple moon slowly descended, but when it arrived it was not dawn, but a dark night.
The corner of Xiao Ye's mouth twitched. He had previously thought that it would be daytime after the purple moon went down. Unexpectedly, it was actually different from the outside. The time period when the purple moon here was actually daytime.
As the darkness darkened, Xiao Ye no longer had any thoughts of exploring the desert. The others lit a fire on the spot and sat around the fire in small groups.
The people brought by Wang Zhongtian hardly spoke and just sat around the fire to keep warm. Wang Liuli, Wang Zhongtian and two men were sitting around the fire. They didn't know what they were talking about, but looking at their expressions, It shouldn't be anything important.
"The question you asked just now is really nothing?" Wang Zihao and Xiao Ye were sitting together. It didn't take long for him to ask without giving up. He always felt that Xiao Ye was hiding something from him.
"No." Xiao Ye said with certainty: "I really didn't find anything. If I find anything, I will definitely tell you as soon as possible."
Wang Zihao looked at Xiao Ye with confusion. Seeing that Xiao Ye refused to let go, he had no choice but to let it go.
"It turns out that your relationship is a bit strange." Xiao Ye turned around and said strangely: "Logically speaking, you should be with them, why did you come to be with me."
"This is a long story, and it concerns some of my secrets." Wang Zihao sighed, but did not continue.
"Secret?" Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Since it's a secret, don't talk about it. I'm actually not very interested in these things."
In fact, Xiao Ye had probably guessed a little bit of the secret that Wang Zihao mentioned, but it had nothing to do with the Lost Land, so he had no interest in it at all. He had no interest in knowing about other people's affairs.
Rich family, family, isn't that what it is?
The two of them sat beside the fire, but did not talk. Time passed quickly, and Xiao Ye took out his cell phone out of boredom and wanted to continue browsing the simulator world.
But when he turned on his phone, he glanced around, and the next moment, he stood up directly.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...11, eleven people, one less person than before." Xiao Ye was shocked, what is going on?
"What's wrong?" Wang Zihao rubbed his eyes. He almost fell asleep while sitting.
"Another person is missing?" Xiao Ye said solemnly.
"One person is missing?" Wang Zihao didn't notice what Xiao Ye said and counted the people around him. There were eleven people.
"Eleven people, that's right, no less?" Wang Zihao asked doubtfully, "Did you remember it wrong?"
"Did I remember it wrong?" Xiao Ye might have wondered whether he had remembered it wrong before, but now he was very sure that there were fewer people.
But why does Wang Zihao think there are no less people? Didn’t he say before that he didn’t remember clearly? Only a short time passed before his words changed.
"Don't move yet, I'll ask the others." Xiao Ye said, and then walked towards the fire where Wang Zhongtian and Wang Liuli were.
A few minutes later, Xiao Ye came back with a solemn expression. According to what Wang Zhongtian and Wang Liuli said, there were indeed only nine people he brought with him. Including himself and Wang Liuli, there were exactly eleven people.
Xiao Ye didn't know whether to believe what he said, but judging from his tone and look, it was probably not a lie.
But Xiao Ye did remember that two people have disappeared from the beginning to now. The first person can be said to be Xiao Ye's dazzling memory, but as for the second person, Xiao Ye really remembered it correctly, but if Xiao Ye didn't Misremembering, then why do others only remember nine people.
Xiao Ye gave up the idea of going back to the fire and asked around the other fires. The answer he got made him feel cold. Everyone thought there were only thirteen people.
The thirteen people here refer to all people.
"Is it true that I remembered it wrong?" Xiao Ye was a little confused at this time, but then he shook his head. He couldn't have remembered it wrong.
If he himself was not wrong, then there was only one possibility. Others remembered it wrong and there was something wrong with their memory.
But if there is a problem with other people's memories, then why is there no problem with his own memory? Is it because he is from the Wanyu World, so this ghost place has kept its hands on him.
Xiao Ye shook his head and got rid of this ridiculous idea. The Lost Land was not a kind place, so how could he be merciful to him.
"By the way, let me ask you a question." Xiao Ye returned to the fire and asked Wang Zihao in a low voice: "Every time you explore this world, how many people do you send in?"
"Let's send ten people." Wang Zihao thought for a while and said.
Ten people?
"Why not send more?" Xiao Ye asked again.
"Ten people is already a lot. This small world is not too big. Ten people are enough to explore this small world." Wang Zihao explained.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Zihao asked: "Did you find out what it was? That's why you asked me about this?"
Xiao Ye hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should tell him that there was something wrong with his memory and he didn't believe it at all. And judging from his reply just now, they probably didn't send ten people in every time. Only ten people went out.
"Forget it, it's okay." Xiao Ye waved his hand. He didn't know how to explain this at all, not to mention whether the other party believed it or not. More importantly, Xiao Ye did not believe these people.
Wang Zhongtian didn't say anything else, just because of the murderous intention he showed before, if anything happened to him, Xiao Ye would clap his hands and applaud him. As for other people, it has nothing to do with him.
"It's really okay?" Wang Zihao was even more confused. It's okay. Why were you so surprised? You didn't know and thought something big had happened.
Wang Zihao yawned and said sleepily, "If nothing happens, I'll take a nap for a while. If you need anything, just call me."
"It's okay. If you want to sleep, just go to sleep." Xiao Ye noticed his sleepiness and nodded.
But Xiao Ye was confused again. As a world cultivator, sleepiness should be able to be controlled by himself. How could he still produce sleepiness in such an environment?
Glancing at the others, I found that they were as sleepy as Wang Zihao, and several of them had even fallen asleep next to the fire.
Ten minutes later, everyone except Xiao Ye had fallen asleep, and the fire beside them slowly extinguished as they fell asleep.
Xiao Ye sat by the fire and fell into deep thought. The disappearance of the two people was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the scene, let alone that others were not aware of it at all. This method was simply unbelievable.
This world is not without danger, but it is too dangerous!
Xiao Ye once again regretted entering this world rashly.
As time passed, Xiao Ye felt a wave of sleepiness coming over him. His eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he wanted to fall downwards. He gritted his teeth and wanted to wake up, but the sleepiness in his heart became more and more serious.
Finally, at the moment when the fire was extinguished, Xiao Ye couldn't hold back the sleepiness and fell asleep. However, while he was sleeping, the ethereal fox and the snow soul squirrel were called out by him and stayed directly beside him. around.
I don't know how much time passed, but when Xiao Ye woke up again, he found that the purple moon was already hanging in the sky, and the snow soul squirrel and the empty spirit fox had also returned to the core of his world.
Xiao Ye glanced at the others, and his expression changed drastically the next moment, and a chill instantly filled his heart.
There are fewer people again!
Now there were only ten people left next to the entire fire. During the time after he fell asleep, three more people mysteriously disappeared.
And looking at the looks on other people's faces, it was obvious that they didn't know about this.
"No, we can't stay any longer." Xiao Ye looked at the fire in front of him and realized the seriousness of the problem in his heart. So many people disappeared mysteriously, but he didn't realize at all that the danger of this lost place was far away. It was more serious than he thought.
It's not terrible to have five people disappear without leaving a trace. What's terrible is that it actually changed the memories of other people, so that those people didn't even notice that they disappeared.
What's even weirder is that so many people from the Wang family have disappeared, and they don't even notice it, and they keep sending people in, just like delivering food to each other.
Xiao Ye understood the empty spirit fox and snow soul squirrel in his heart, and finally learned from their mouths that the number of people was indeed small.
The change in memory did not affect the two world pets, and I don't know if it was because of him.
"How long until we can go out?" Xiao Ye couldn't help but ask Wang Zihao beside him,
Wang Zihao clearly woke up, rubbed the bags under his eyes, took one last look at the purple moon in the sky, and muttered: "It's already three strokes above the moon, and it's almost time to go back."
Xiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief. It would be great if he could go back. He didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment.
