Chapter 1855 Lost in the Wilderness (12)

"It's also possible." Lan Chen pondered for a moment: "Let's take a look first and then talk."

"Brother Chen... I don't feel right, why don't we go back." Xie Ningfeng suggested cautiously.

Lan Chen frowned: "Even if we want to leave, we can't just leave like this, right? It's not like you haven't seen how dangerous it is to come this way."

There is only one tour guide.

If Brother Gao and the others don't leave, who will the tour guide follow?

Can they survive on their own in these mountains that all look the same?

Li Tian and Xie Ningfeng looked at each other and sighed.

Li Tian suddenly waved to them and asked in a low voice: "Hey, what do you think Liu Chuzheng... did?"

At this time, Chuzheng was fighting with someone.

When she came down from the top, she was attacked by someone. The opponent's fists and kicks were a bit weird, and he was as silent as a ghost.

Chuzheng finally managed to pin the person down in the mud.

At this time, the fog dispersed a lot, and Chuzheng could already clearly see the person he was holding down.

The other person was wearing clothes from the 1970s and 1980s, and his hair was a little long. Looking at him like that, he looked like he was in the wrong era.

Chuzheng's eyes darkened slightly: "Xin Zhu?"

The person who was pinned to the ground by Chu Zheng turned his head with difficulty, alert and a little surprised: "Do you know me?"

This person...

How weird.

Chuzheng warned him: "I'll let you go and don't do anything again."

The people on the ground nodded for a while: "Okay."

Chuzheng tried to let go of her hand, making sure that Xin Zhu had no intention of doing anything. She gradually let go, but just when she completely let go, Xin Zhu suddenly turned over and raised his leg to bump into her.

Chuzheng held down his legs, and the two of them rolled around on the ground while restraining each other.

In the end, Chuzheng gained the upper hand and held down Xin Zhu's hand, and his fierce anger came out: "Do you believe that I will kill you?"

Xin Zhu: "..."

Chuzheng didn't say anything nice to him this time and tied him up directly.

Chuzheng stood up, patted the dirt and dead leaves off her body, and looked down at the tied man.

Xin Zhu looked to be only about 20 years old, and the clothes he wore had a strong sense of age. Even the watch on his wrist had a sense of age.

Xin Zhu struggled on his own for a while. After his wrists were sore and had no effect, he raised his head and looked at Chu Zheng: "How do you know my name?"

The overly long hair spread along both sides of his forehead, exposing his entire face.

His facial features are beautiful and feminine, but he does not make people feel feminine. The clothes on his body that do not match the era make him look like a time traveler who has traveled across time.

The clear and dark pupils reflected the mist and Chu Zheng's silhouette. They were a pair of very beautiful eyes.

Chuzheng looked at him from both sides calmly, and asked instead, "Why are you here?"

Dressed like this, he behaves strangely...

But he didn't look like a savage.

Xin Zhu's dark eyes blinked, and he said confidently: "I have always been here."

"What?" Is this really a savage? But aren't savages supposed to be unable to speak?

Xin Zhu pursed his lower lip: "Who are you?"

Chuzheng glanced up and pulled him up: "Get out of here first."

Xin Zhu's expression suddenly changed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"What's wrong?" Chuzheng's heart tightened.

Xin Zhu gritted his teeth and said nothing. Chu Zheng's eyes quickly swept over his body and saw blood on his back shoulder.

"Were you hit just now?"

Xin Zhu asked Chuzheng to go down there. There were some rocks below and some caves inside, and Xin Zhu lived in them.

There are many things in this cave, including tables, chairs, kitchen utensils, and a tape recorder with some tapes next to it.

There is a bed against the wall inside. The bedding is old and has the same sense of age as his clothes.

There were a lot of messy things piled on the ground, and it looked like he had taken them down from above.

Chuzheng helped him sit down: "Take off your clothes."

Xin Zhu's eyes widened slightly.

Chuzheng added: "Let me take a look at your injuries."

"No... no need!"

"You can't beat me." Chuzheng threatened him very calmly: "If you don't want to be tied up by me again, you'd better listen to me."

Xin Zhu: "..."

Chuzheng took out the bullet and bandaged it with medicine very quickly. Xin Zhu gritted his teeth and remained silent.

After taking care of the wound, Chuzheng wiped her hands and asked, "What did you mean when you said before that you have always lived here?"

Xin Zhu took his hands to put on clothes and glanced at her with his dark eyes.

He seemed to be weighing something, and finally said with a dull face: "It's not interesting, I'm talking nonsense."

"You don't have to tell me, but the people above are not as kind as me and will listen to you. If they find you, they might just..."

Chuzheng made a gesture of wiping her neck.

Xin Zhu: "..."

You don't look like a good person either.

Xin Zhu didn't say a word, Chu Zheng's tongue touched the roof of his mouth, and his eyes swept across the cave.

The cave is clearly divided into areas: a living area, a place for stacking things, and a... work area.

The table over there is full of books, and there are things taped to the wall.

Chuzheng immediately saw the black and white photo on the wall.

In the photo, Xin Zhu stood out because he had not changed much from now, as if the photo had just been taken.

However……

The time on the photo is March 1978.

"you……"

Xin Zhu stood up, pulled down the photo and hid it behind his back. The movement was too big and it involved the wound, making him look a little pale.

Chuzheng's eyes dimmed. If that photo wasn't of Xin Zhu's father or grandfather, then... it was him.

Xin Zhu just said that he has been living together...

Chuzheng suddenly had a bold idea.

"Do you know what year it is?"

"You came here with those people in 1978, right?"

Xin Zhu slowly raised his eyes, his pupils flickering in and out, and finally he nodded slowly.

Xin Zhu couldn't remember how long he had been here. When he first woke up, he was not here, but somewhere else.

When he first woke up, his memory was very fragmented.

I can't remember why I am here or where I am.

He collected all the things above, and gradually some memories came back.

He remembered that he came here with his teacher to inspect, but he couldn't remember some details.

And that photo, he couldn't remember when it was taken.