Crossing the wilderness to survive, starting with a broken kitchen knife.

When Zhang Shi regained consciousness, he felt dizzy and his vision was a little blurry.

"Dingling bell~"

The soul-binding bell in the backpack began to shake on its own, making bursts of crisp sounds, which lifted Zhang Shi's spirits.

When he came to his senses, Zhang Shi found himself inexplicably at the entrance of the village.

The towering black courtyard wall still stood there, and the dark red wooden door was closed, as if it had never been opened.

Zhang Shi was a little confused. In his memory, he was hit by the black light shot by the black tiger and then fainted. After waking up, he came to the village entrance for some reason.

"brush!"

Four white lights flashed in succession. Zhang Shi's eyes narrowed and he quickly took out Lao Duan and became alert.

The light faded, and four figures appeared outside the courtyard wall.

After seeing the faces of the four people clearly, Zhang Shi couldn't stop shaking, and his face turned extremely ugly. Because those four people were Zhao Feng, Wu Qing, Ge Dalong and himself.

At this moment, Zhao Feng looked around and blurted out a sentence that made Zhang Shi feel somewhat familiar.

"Where does this village come from in this wilderness? Could there be an indigenous civilization here?"

Zhang Shi recalled the scene when he was just teleported to this copy.

Right now, the scenes that happened before are being replayed before his eyes.

Zhang Shi yelled, stalking the four men with his claws and teeth bared, trying to attract their attention. But they seemed to be unable to see or hear his presence. Zhang Shi reached out to touch the four men, but his hand seemed to be incorporeal, weaving through his teammates' bodies, out of reach.

"Oh my god, is this possible?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Shi hurriedly opened the system panel to check. Fortunately, he and his teammates were in normal condition.

Zhang Shi didn't believe it and tried to send messages to everyone. He unexpectedly found that his chat system was temporarily locked and he could neither see nor speak.

Watching Zhao Feng's axe smash at the wooden door, only to be deflected by the invisible wall of air, Zhang Shi came to understand his current situation.

"Everything that happened here has happened before. Could it be that I have traveled to a parallel universe?"

Zhang Shi placed his palm on the wooden door and could clearly feel the cold touch coming from it.

"It's not a spirit state. I shouldn't have turned into an evil spirit or something like that."

Glancing at the dense fog around him, Zhang Shi hesitated, wondering whether he should delve deeper. He still had the Soul-Binding Bell in his hand, and its description suggested it could dispel the fog.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Zhang Shi walked to the edge of the fog as if possessed by a spirit, and stretched out his hand to reach into the fog.

"Jingle Bell!"

The soul-binding bell suddenly began to shake on its own again, and the crisp sound suddenly woke Zhang Shi up.

Zhang Shi suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness rising in his heart and quickly pulled his hand back.

Looking back, I saw that I was one of the four people who had gone down into the dry well.

For some reason, when looking at the dry well, Zhang Shi felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

The series of emotional changes made Zhang Shi secretly alert. Since waking up, his senses seemed to be more acute.

This feeling is hard to describe and explain, similar to the sixth sense, mysterious and profound.

Driven by curiosity, Zhang Shi approached the dry well. At this time, the three people on the well were looking down from the well mouth.

Zhang Shi carefully peered down. With the light from the mining lamp, he discovered his vision was exceptionally clear. Beneath the scattered wood, a skeleton appeared within Zhang Shi's sight.

Zhang Shi in the well was collecting pieces of wood, almost sticking to the bones, but the four of them ignored the bones.

Zhang Shi carefully observed the situation underground.

The skeleton must have been there for some time, its clothes tattered and covered in dust. In one hand, the skeleton held a slender metal object that looked like a short stick, which reflected a metallic luster under the light of the mining lamp.

What concerned Zhang Shi the most was that there was a wristwatch on the skeleton's arm. Although it was covered with dust, Zhang Shi recognized its style at a glance.

"It's a system watch. This corpse belongs to a survivor."

At the same time, Zhang Shi, who was down in the well, had already collected the wooden signs and looked up at the well mouth. The look of astonishment and panic on his face was clearly caught by Zhang Shi above the well.

At this moment, some of the mysteries since entering the copy were finally revealed, and Zhang Shi suddenly understood a lot.

"It turns out that I was the one who was scaring myself all along."

After the memory loop was completed, Zhang Shi was already clear about his current situation.

"It seems that this is not a parallel universe, but there are indeed two of me appearing in the same time period."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will go through the village events again as the fifth person."

Zhang Shi clenched his fists. No matter what the reason for all this, this time he would solve the mystery of the Village of Doubt and rescue his friends.

"This way, there are many opportunities for action."

……

The three people on the well had already dragged Zhang Shi out of the well, and they looked very excited.

Zhang Shi returned his gaze to the dry well. Although the mining lamp was no longer shining, the scene inside was still clear to him.

After making up his mind, Zhang Shi took out a rope and fixed it outside. He tied the other end of the rope around his waist and slowly slid down the wall of the well.

Soon, Zhang Shi fell to the bottom of the well and came face to face with the skeleton. The feeling of discomfort became extremely strong.

Zhang Shi's strange experience in the village had made him less afraid of these corpses. Even if this skeleton suddenly came back to life, Zhang Shi's emotions would not fluctuate greatly.

Taking the metal rod from the skeleton's hand, Zhang Shi recognized that the object was the Holy Silver Crossbow.

Unable to confirm whether it was the same crossbow as Wu Qing's, Zhang Shi put the crossbow arrow into his backpack and turned to look at the skeleton's watch.

After taking off the watch and fiddling with it for a while, Zhang Shi found that the watch could no longer be activated. He didn't know whether it was damaged or could not be used because the original owner had died.

Zhang Shi climbed out of the dry well and found himself in front of the dark red wooden door, where Ge Dalong was arranging and combining wooden plaques. Soon, he had formed the spine-chilling couplet.

Zhang Shi, a member of the four-member team, put the wooden sign on the door, and the wooden door slowly opened, and everyone entered the village.

Zhang Shi watched the entire process from the sidelines. After following the four into the village, he didn't rush out. Instead, he stayed by the wooden door, ready to wait for the opportunity.

Sure enough, just as the four of them walked a short distance away, two mud monsters emerged from the courtyard wall. They ignored Zhang Shi's presence and each of them propped up the wooden door to close it again.

Zhang Shi saw this and didn't want to alert the enemy and affect the development of the matter, so he suppressed the urge to take action immediately and waited until the mud monster left before leaving in the direction of the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, the foursome had already fought against the black tiger.

Zhang Shi deliberately appeared in front of the black tiger. Seeing that it seemed unable to see him, he completely put his mind at ease. Ignoring the fight between the two groups, he took out the key he had obtained earlier and turned to look at the underground stairs in front of the ancestral hall.