Your infinite survival game is on

Chapter 196 Dead Island 10
At this time, the silent night shrouded the ruined church. The unchanging full moon in the sky squeezed out a bit of cold moonlight from the dark clouds. In the hazy sight, everyone could vaguely see a few meters away from them. silhouette.

Fortunately, the hurricane gradually subsided, and even the rampant things in the big wooden box stopped.

Everything was as if it had never happened, and it was so quiet that it was unreal.

Chen Hu and the others walked out from under the wall suspiciously, and their eyes fell suspiciously on the eleven neatly arranged urns.

"These urns found the wooden box and still suppressed it?" Zhuang Wen analyzed suspiciously beside him.

The rest of the people didn't make a sound, it wasn't that they didn't make a sound, but they were shocked by the previous scene, and seemed to acquiesce to this statement.

Yu Jiao scratched her hair, and tied back the hair that was blown by the wind before.

"The original identity of the urn that can be stored in the church should not be simple." Yu Jiao said softly.

Zhuang Wen nodded, and said: "It is estimated that they were placed here to suppress the things in the wooden box."

So they can't let the things inside come out, the weird giants and monsters on the island of death have already made them overwhelmed, and letting the things inside come out is even more terrible.

Fortunately, they dug out the urn from the ruins, and thought they could suppress the contents in a short time, and everyone was able to breathe.

In this way, they spent another day in the church in a daze.

"If there is food and the contents of the box will not come out, staying here is safer than in the forest." When the fair-faced young man said this, his face was almost pale, obviously weak Yes, there's still room for jokes.

The dried snake meat roasted on Yu Jiao and Jing Mo's body was almost enough. They had a fire, and took advantage of the temperature difference here to find a way to get some dew to drink, but these alone would not last ten days after all. .

Fortunately, none of them gave up hope of survival. While trying to find food nearby, they continued to search for a way to completely eliminate the thing in the wooden box.

"There are no bugs in the soil in this broken place!" The middle-aged man in a blue sweater scolded while digging the soil, but he was strong on the outside and dry on the inside, his whole face was pale, and he was almost weak.

"Save your energy." The girl with a ponytail next to him sighed, while continuing to dig the soil with the old, even broken knife.

The other black-clothed man with a cropped cut was silent.

Chen Hu broke into the group of stone statues again with four other people who entered the dungeon with him.Bark, leaves, and weeds are always boiled to barely fill the stomach, and no matter how bad they are, they can chew the juice out of them, so that they will not die of thirst.

Just breaking into the statues and picking leaves and cutting the bark, the risk is extremely high when there are still terrifying giants on this island.

Therefore, the young man, the middle-aged man in the blue sweater, the girl with the single ponytail, and the man in black with a cropped cut all chose to stay in the church.

Not to mention that the fear of the past few days has made everyone sleep well, and now that there is even less food, the four of them are trying to maintain their physical strength, and they are unwilling to move a step unless necessary.

When the five of Chen Hu came back from outside the statue group, they finally cheered up.

"Brother Hu, did you find any clues?" The young man moved to Chen Hu's side in an instant, and the girl with a single ponytail also moved closer silently.

I saw the weeds in their pockets.

Chen Hu looked at them indifferently, building a fire to warm himself, while picking up edible weeds.

The rest of the people watched eagerly from the side.

When the five of Chen Hu didn't want to eat anymore and stopped their movements, they swarmed up and stuffed what they didn't want into their mouths.

Yu Jiao and Jing Mo were sitting by the wall not far away, silently looking away.

The bark of weeds is still like this, if they really push them, maybe they can do even more amazing things.

Chen Hu and the others probably also thought of this. Although they didn't give them food, they didn't stop them from picking up unwanted weeds on the ground.

Yu Jiao and Jing Mo were naturally not idle, but the church had obviously existed for a long time, and many clues disappeared along with the ruins. Except for these precarious walls and load-bearing columns, there was nothing around.

Yu Jiao once again looked at the faded painting on the wall behind her.

A group of people, including the priest, looked up at something piously and solemnly.

It wasn't like the urn they'd found, or the dirty wooden shipping container.

Yu Jiao's little hand followed the place where everyone's eyes were facing on the wall picture, stroked it little by little, and finally stopped at the position of the priest's scepter. On the uneven wall, there happened to be a depression at the top of the priest's scepter.

Yu Jiao didn't know if it existed in the first place, or if it was formed by the wind and rain in the later period.

Jing Mo grows taller, so what he sees is naturally more delicate and distant.

He followed the position Yu Jiao pointed at and looked up.

His eyes darkened, and his voice was cold: "Maybe we've got the wrong focus."

"How to say?" Yu Jiao turned to look at him.

He took Yu Jiao's hand, removed her finger from the position of the priest's scepter, and lifted it up little by little.

Follow the position where the scepter is pointing obliquely, and lift it into the air.

Yu Jiao looked at her fingertips without blinking, and suddenly she looked up at the sky.

If the church is still intact, the scepter may point to the roof of the church, or the opposite wall.

It's a pity that everything is in ruins, and even if there is a reminder, it doesn't exist now.

Yu Jiao looked in the direction and could only see the wooden box opposite the eleven urns.

At this time, the neatly placed urns at the front of the church had already given a hint.

"Maybe if we follow the position of the wooden box and walk straight forward, maybe we can find a clue." Yu Jiao rested her chin with one hand, thinking.

Anyway, there are no other clues now, just do what you think, Yu Jiao and Jing Mo walked straight forward.

Passing the side of the wooden box, Yu Jiao looked carefully and confirmed that there was no clue where the wooden box was placed, and then continued walking forward.

"The position of the wooden box is fixed by the urn. Walking forward from its position is exactly the direction of the full moon in the sky." Yu Jiao looked up at the moon in the dark sky that would never change its position.

As if it was painted on.

The two of them walked all the way to the periphery of the ruins of the church, and then there were stone statues.

"Walk back to back?" Yu Jiao looked at Jing Mo and said, since as long as the stone statue is in sight, it will not be attacked, it seems the safest way.

"The injury on your back is healed?" Jing Mo asked back with his eyes darkened.

It was only then that Yu Jiao remembered her injury, and wanted to raise her hand around her back to touch it, but her entire back ached when she moved.

If it wasn't for Jing Mo's inspection to make sure that no bones were injured, the pain made her feel like her waist was about to break.

(End of this chapter)