The piles of stones were arranged in a very regular pattern, and there were traces of campfires all around. There were even a few bones on the ground, with flesh and blood still stuck to them.
My first thought upon seeing the remains was that they must belong to the foreigner who was dragged away that day.
I felt a wave of nausea, and Wang Ping, who was standing next to me, seemed to have realized something at this moment. His face turned pale, and he ran to the beach to vomit violently.
I had no time to pay attention to him. While keeping a watchful eye on my surroundings, I carefully observed the pile of stones in front of me.
On the top of the pile of stones, there was a somewhat sharp rock with a strange triangle drawn on it, seemingly with some kind of paint.
There's a vertical line inside the triangle, so it looks like a stick is threading the triangle through.
The footprints around the beach were very messy, and when lined up together, it was impossible to tell if they belonged to people.
After vomiting, Wang Ping's face turned pale and his legs felt weak.
I patted his shoulder with some concern: "Can you hold on? If you can't, go and rest somewhere far away and keep watch for me. I'll take care of things myself."
Wang Ping shook his head: "No, in this dog-eat-dog world, I have to adapt to all situations. Don't worry, I'm fine."
As she spoke, she covered her mouth and frowned, her face as pale as paper, and followed me as we walked back and forth in front of the pile of stones, observing all the traces around us.
After looking around, I realized that this must be some kind of strange ritual, but I didn't know what it was for.
Wang Ping speculated that it might be because of the prayers or sacrificial rituals performed by the local people on the deserted island before they wanted to eat the foreigner.
However, these are all just speculations. But there is one thing we are more certain of: these indigenous people eat people.
This incident was a huge blow to me, and Wang Ping couldn't bear it either; the place was too bloody.
Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly noticed a pendant that looked like an alloy, with bloodstains on it, next to the campfire.
I picked up the pendant and guessed that it must belong to that foreigner.
Although we didn't have a good impression of these foreigners, let alone consider them friends, one of their companions was dragged away and eaten, so this can be considered a memento.
I rinsed the necklace in the sea to remove the bloodstains and put it in my pocket.
But I dared not go any further, because I couldn't be sure where that group of natives was hiding and watching us.
Although Wang Ping and I brought weapons with us this time, the local tribesmen were obviously numerous, and Wang Ping and I were no match for them.
If we really clash head-on, we'll both either die or get seriously injured.
So we immediately decided to head back home.
Back at the camp, I returned the pendant to the group of foreigners, who held it and wept bitterly once more.
Lin Xubo stood on the deck, holding a strangely woven basket in his hand, looking at me fiercely.
I gave him the middle finger and turned back into the cave.
He recounted the discovery of the pile of stones to Xiao Qiang and the others.
Liu Jiaojiao, who had been silent until now, frowned deeply when she heard me say that.
"This must be a sacrificial ceremony. When I was in college, my professor told me that some indigenous people pray while eating, just like Christians. Since the pile of stones you mentioned isn't far from our cave, I guess these indigenous people must be nearby. It seems we can no longer go out casually in the future."
These words only made our situation worse.
Because the food supplies in the cave were running low.
Apart from the wolves killed in the previous fight, no other large wild animals have been seen during this period.
Moreover, we gave all the wolf carcasses to those foreigners, and now all we have left are a few wolf pelts and some dried fish that have already been dried.
We've already eaten most of the wild boars we caught, and there are a few short-legged birds on the mountaintop, but all of these things combined aren't enough to last us ten days.
In this situation, only by being well-fed can one maintain sufficient physical strength, and only by maintaining sufficient physical strength can one have the opportunity to survive in such a cruel place.
I frowned, feeling utterly helpless.
Those natives aren't afraid of guns, and I can't guarantee that if they came, I could take them all out with one shot. I also don't know how many more natives there are on this deserted island.
If I kill one or two, it will cause public outrage, and our whole group will still die.
"How about I talk to Bai Wei and the others about us teaming up? That way there will be more people, and you can get more rest."
Xiao Qiang felt sorry for me and quietly came closer to me and squeezed my hand.
I shook my head at Xiao Qiang: "You don't need to tell me about this. We've already discussed it. My only concern right now is that I'm running out of bullets. If we can't find a camp or better weapons in time, we'll be in a passive position."
Xiao Qiang remained silent, her face deathly pale. Wang Xiaoxiao bit her lip and also kept quiet. Liu Jiaojiao and Xu Wei, both timid, sat to the side, each holding a wooden stick and staring blankly.
For a time, it seemed that our situation had reached a point where there was no room for maneuver.
While I was still in a daze, Chen Jian's shouts suddenly came from down the mountain. My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the group of natives had come again?
I immediately grabbed my gun and ran to the cave entrance, where I saw Chen Jian waving at me, seemingly in a hurry.
I looked around but didn't see anything strange. Just then, I heard Chen Jian yell at me, "Brother Sihai, Brother Wang said he thinks he's found the camp. Come down and take a look!"
Chen Jian's roar caught me off guard for a moment.
Wang Ping and I came back together, and I didn't find any suitable places to live along the way.
Moreover, Wang Ping has already returned to the ship, so where is he going to find a campsite to live in?
However, since Chen Jian said that, he was definitely not joking with me.
After thinking for a moment, I immediately loaded the gun with bullets, grabbed a dagger, and then carefully went down into the cave to find Wang Ping.
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