The Mystic Trails of Victor Lin Chapter 2

The fog was so thick that you couldn't see your fingers in the mountains and forests, only a vast expanse of white.

Victor Lin gasped nervously, and the mist stuck to his chest along his mouth and nose. There is a faint watery smell, mixed with a rare fragrance, which makes people's temples bulge and makes them feel dizzy.

At this moment, the group in front heard something. After a commotion, there was a series of unorganized and fierce gunshots.

The little assistant behind him screamed "Wow!" in fright. Victor Lin turned around and tried to stop her from shouting. Whether it was the group of shooters in front or the reason for their shooting, they were not something he could deal with. The most sensible way at the moment was to minimize their presence and not attract the attention of any party.

Before he could say anything, he heard a "bang" and a bullet flew past Victor Lin's eyes. He didn't have time to blink. He could even see the traces left by the bullet after it traveled through the fog. The tip of his nose was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. .

Victor Lin only felt his head hurt even more.

The bullet hit the big tree that the two people were leaning on. The ground on this slope was already loose and sliding due to the mudslide. After this shot, the broken tree roots in the ground were filled with large pieces of soil, and they "clattered" Slide down the slope.

The assistant's foot missed the mark and he was about to fall. Victor Lin reached back and pulled hard, barely pulling him up. However, the soil under their feet collapsed quickly, and the two of them could no longer stand, and rolled down together. Victor Lin struggled and didn't know what he was grabbing, but he barely managed to hang on.

But the assistant's voice quickly disappeared, and Victor Lin shouted several times, but there was no response. After a while, not even the sound of gunshots could be heard.

Victor Lin was covered in sweat, and her white shirt was soaked. After hanging like this for an unknown amount of time, the mudslide finally stopped. He tried to put his feet on solid ground and landed hard on the muddy ground.

The fog remains.

The sky gradually darkened and slowly became pitch black.

Victor Lin had no choice but to wait for rescue. The next day, the surroundings were still silent, not even the chirping of birds or the chirping of cicadas.

Still no one came to rescue him. If he kept waiting, if there was no movement, he would die of thirst first.

He reached out and rummaged through the briefcase hanging at his waist. There was a cut at the bottom of the bag. The cell phone and the like had been lost long ago. There were only some documents inside.

There are also a few pieces of White Rabbit toffee that his little brother stuffed him with on Sunday.

Victor Lin smiled bitterly, but he also had a strong desire to live. He couldn't die, he had to live.

So taking advantage of the dawn, Victor Lin raised his aching hand, stuffed a piece of toffee into his mouth, took a deep breath, and trudged towards the mountain road in his memory.

The slender figure was gradually swallowed up by the mist, leaving only a candy wrapper slightly rolled up by the wind.

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In the hospital, Ronan Zhao was watching his wife giving water to Grandma Lin who had just woken up. He was anxious, but he did not dare to tell the old lady.

After talking to Victor Lin yesterday, he felt a little worried, so he called Victor Lin again in the evening, thinking about asking him to come back and let's not talk about the contract for now.

Who knows, Victor Lin's phone call can't be reached no matter how hard he calls, I don't know if it's because the signal is not good in the mountains or because of other circumstances. It wasn't until early in the morning that someone from Hengyu Group gave the news.

Just one sentence--all members of the team that entered the mountain are missing, and a search and rescue is being organized.

Ronan Zhao's scalp was numb at that time, and he cursed at that place for the first time. Then he quickly spent a lot of money to establish numerous connections, and even hired an official rescue team to go into the mountain for search and rescue.

But after three days and three nights, the best time for search and rescue has long passed, and still no results.

The group of people seemed to disappear into the broken mountain out of thin air.

In the end, they only found the Marlon who had escaped from the mountains, and a young assistant who had just woken up after being rescued by the Marlon on the dirt road.

According to the assistant, there was heavy fog in the mountains and there was a mudslide. She fell down the hillside and rolled to nowhere, and hit her head again.

Before she fainted, she saw a broken Wuling Hongguang speeding towards her and falling from the sky to save her life!

No matter how much the assistant kept talking about going to rescue Mr. Lin, the people in the rescue team felt strange.

They got into position quickly and arrived in the mountains that night. However, except for a slight landslide, the weather in this area was very clear. Where was the fog? The little girl's head was probably damaged.

No matter what, although the search and rescue is still going on, and I heard that a very powerful Sixth Bureau has been hired to take over, Lin Shuren is gone. Ronan Zhao regretted that he had gotten angry and had blisters on his mouth. He couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he sat up and slapped himself hard in the mouth.

His wife was also anxious, but she had no choice but to tell Grandma Lin the next day that Victor Lin was on a business trip abroad and communication was limited...

And Victor Lin, who was "on a business trip abroad", was currently trudging through a thick fog.

He had been walking for two or three days in a row, and his feet were covered in blood blisters from the leather shoes. He was exhausted and hungry.

There was only the last toffee in the bag, and he couldn't bear to eat it. His throat was so thirsty that it hurt. If the mist here wasn't moist and rich, he would have died of thirst.

With her legs shaking from exhaustion, Victor Lin panted and leaned limply on a cold stone, sighing in her heart. Why did this mountain seem to be endless? It was not the hilltop described on the map at all! I don't know if I can get out alive.

He held the toffee tightly in his hand, as if the candy was about to melt.

After a while, Victor Lin managed to stand up again. He did not dare to rest for too long. Without food and water, the longer he stayed, the more dangerous he would be.

Several of the wooden sticks he used to explore the path had been broken. He could only reach out and grope on the ground, hoping to find another suitable one. Walking in the fog was no different from being blind.

But even if he was extra careful, the rugged mountain road was extremely difficult. Victor Lin tripped on something, causing the blisters on his feet to hurt, so he fell down without stopping. .

Unexpectedly, there was a large slope ahead. Victor Lin rolled directly to the bottom of the slope. Unable to withstand the force, his calf hit the hard rock that was half buried and half exposed during the roll.

Victor Lin screamed in pain, curled up and lay at the bottom of the slope, hugging his calf, and his eyes went black from the pain.

But he was secretly screaming in his heart. He had a gut feeling that his calf seemed to be broken.

The pain came in waves, but Victor Lin still didn't give up. He pulled off the garter on his calf and tied it tightly at the base of his thigh to reduce bleeding. He also took off the suit jacket tied around his waist and wrapped it up. Several branches were fixed to the injured area of   the calf.

There's only so much he can do right now.

After bandaging, while he still had the strength, Victor Lin got up, changed to a thicker stick, held it with both hands, and then limped forward and continued walking forward.

Until he was exhausted, there was still no end to the mountain forest. The dizziness and exhaustion caused by blood loss made it difficult for him to continue. After a while, he fell to the ground.

Victor Lin, whose body had almost reached its limit, gradually became trance-like.

At this moment, the originally dead forest seemed to suddenly come to life. There were chirping birds and the sound of small animals scratching the earth on the grass...

He thought it was his imagination.

But as the breeze gently blew Victor Lin's tired body, the feeling was so real that Victor Lin suddenly woke up and opened his eyes to look around.

Although it was still foggy, I could see my surroundings clearly. I closed my eyes and listened quietly. There seemed to be the sound of gurgling water.

Victor Lin's throat moved slightly, and although he frowned in pain, he still struggled to get up.

He saw hope of living.

Because he could see his feet clearly, he simply took off his leather shoes that were abrasive to his feet and stepped barefoot on the soft grass.

As we walked along, there were still specks of blood on the grass behind us, and the suit jacket on our calves was almost soaked through.

Victor Lin's brain was still dizzy, so he simply gave everything to his instincts.

Following the direction of the wind, the smell of water, and the sounds of birds and animals, Victor Lin slowly walked forward...

The moment his left foot landed on the ground, Victor Lin escaped from the thick fog. The fog seemed to have a boundary, and it was clear from here.

Victor Lin's eyes suddenly became clear.

Outside the fog-locked mountains and forests, it seemed like another world.

At his feet was a high cliff. Looking up into the distance, he could see endless mountains. The snow-topped mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, making them look as ethereal as a dream.

A steaming river flows from the mountains, connecting the sky and the earth, across the entire wilderness.

There are countless creatures galloping around in groups in the wilderness.

Victor Lin's ears were ringing and his eyes were dizzy, but he still looked in shock. Behind the surging beasts, it turned out to be a pack of roaring wolves.

But what is shocking is that the leader of the wolf pack is not a wolf, but a strong and majestic man with long hair.

Waves of wolf howls echoed in the mountains and fields, majestic and majestic...

Victor Lin walked out of the heavy fog, and at the last moment when he lost consciousness, what he saw in front of his eyes was the man coming towards him among the herds of beasts surrounded by mountains.