The ones keeping vigil in the first half of tonight are A Zhai and Ban Tou.
A Zhai was thoughtful and felt that something was not normal when Dafu came out of the tent. He stretched his body and twisted several times.
The way he walked looked very mechanical and weird, and the first few steps he took were even crooked, as if his legs were numb while sleeping.
A Zhai was confused, so he told the boss to pay attention to the camp, and then he chased after Dafu to see what was going on.
Ban Tou watched the two people walk into the darkness of the trees one after another, but the two people have not come back until now.
The boss wanted to report the matter to the mistress immediately and then go out to look for someone, but Nie Xiaoba discovered the pheasant neck.
The trip to the Snake Swamp had given Wu Xie and Fatty some experience. There were snakes left in Dafu's sleeping bag, and most of them had the snakes carried away in the middle of the night.
The fat man sighed, "Based on our experience at that time, those two are walking on a tightrope on Dongting Lake this time, so the odds are against them."
Wu Xie stared at the darkness in the distance, then looked back at the dark city wall behind him, and slowly said, "The snakes raised in the snake cave back then were not completely cleaned up. There are still many places in this jungle that we have not yet set foot in."
Wherever there is a swamp, there must be a nest of snakes with bigger pheasant necks hidden there.”
"Then what should we do now? Follow the traces and chase them?" The fat man asked him, "We only have this little Kalami in our hands, and we don't even have the snake venom serum. If we go into the forest in vain, wouldn't we be nothing more than little white rabbits?
Take a taxi and get the pork belly delivered to your door."
Wu Xie shook his head inexplicably, "We don't need to go in, someone has already rescued people for us."
The fat man didn't understand what he meant. He looked around hurriedly, but there wasn't even a shadow of a ghost. "Who is it? Where is he? Where is he?"
"People are always around us," Wu Xie said.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, "Are you talking about the blind man and the big-flowered people? They caught up with us so quickly?"
"It's not them."
Wu Xie took out an oval-shaped stone from his pocket. On the front was engraved a totem of a scorpion sitting on a lotus, which was exactly the same as the pattern in the snow beads. On the back, a line of small traditional Chinese characters was written in a special red plant juice.
[Everyone is fine. We will enter the city as soon as possible tomorrow, otherwise things will change if we are too late.]
"What the hell, what is this? Who left the note for you?" The fat man was surprised, and suddenly thought of their previous analysis, "Oh, I know, is it a senior from the Muyu family who trained the monkeys who came to help us."
Wu Xie nodded, "I just discovered it too. He has always lived here, knows the situation here well, and has never cut off contact with the outside world."
Otherwise, we would not lend a helping hand to people like them who have nothing to do with the Zhang family.
Muyu once said that the Zhang family is extremely xenophobic and secretive due to family restrictions and their own physical constitution. Once discovered by outsiders, the Zhang family will try every means to clear the person's memory, or erase any information that he can detect about Zhang.
His family's ability turned him into a useless person.
The Zhang family living here knew that he was Wu Xie, and even knew his purpose of coming here. The previous few times were more of a test than a joke.
Wu Xie felt a little excited in his heart. If this person was really related to Muyu, would he know where Muyu had gone, even if there were only a few clues?
He still hadn't opened the white-carved box because the black blind man said it wasn't time yet.
What exactly does this time refer to? Will it be consistent with the time conveyed by Granny Monkey?
At this time, the time had reached 3:29 in the morning, and fog began to form in the jungle. A faint red mist made people look very ominous, and the fog quickly moved toward Wu Xie.
People are spreading here.
Wu Xie stared at the trees around him and found that all the originally green leaves had turned dry and withered. His pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted, "Quick, go back to the camp, this is miasma, it's poisonous!"
The three fat men didn't doubt that he was there, so they immediately turned around and ran back, wishing they had Hot Wheels on their feet.
The wind was howling, and the tree branches scattered along the way slapped their faces unceremoniously. They did not dare to relax at all, and they were all running at the fastest speed in their lives.
The sound of leaves corroded by poisonous miasma could be heard in their ears, sweeping towards them like a tide. At the last moment, a large cloud-like white mist suddenly poured out in front of them.
The fat man was horrified and hurriedly grabbed Wu Xie, who was running beside him, to stop, and shouted to remind them, "Don't run away, you bitch, there's also poisonous fog ahead."
The red and white mist attacked from both sides. Wu Xie and the others gasped for air and stood frozen on the spot, unable to move for a while.
"What should we do now?" Nie Xiaoba asked anxiously.
Wu Xie looked around at the two colors of mist, and found that where the edges should be in contact, the white mist miraculously stopped the red miasma.
Without any further hesitation, Wu Xie immediately decided, "The white mist seems to be spreading from the city wall. Let's run towards the city wall."
After running not far away, it was just as Wu Xie imagined. When they stumbled into the thick white fog, they found that although the fog made breathing a bit suffocating, it was not fatal, and most importantly,
White mist is the nemesis of poisonous miasma.
Soon, the red miasma was far behind them, and the two kinds of mist refused to give way to each other and restricted each other.
Wu Xie and the others quickly returned to the camp. The campfire had been extinguished, and the water vapor in the air was very strong. The surface of the firewood piled aside was completely wet and it was impossible to start a fire.
Just as the fat man was about to speak, he heard movement from the tent, and the unextinguished wind lantern projected a black shadow on the tent.
"Could it be a snake?" the fat man said silently.
Nie Xiaoba squinted his eyes, squatted down and found a suitable position to look through the tent zipper gap. He saw a fluffy gray hair fluttering on the ground, and immediately told Wu Xie, "Little Third Master, that thing
It has hair on its tail, so it’s not a snake.”
"Then it could be a monkey. That tent contains our equipment and food." Wu Xie gestured to the fat man and the three men to go up and surround the things in the tent.
Several people had a clear division of labor and took action immediately.
A fluffy little gray monkey, not much bigger than a volleyball, was rummaging through the food in his backpack, feasting on it without realizing that danger was about to come.
When it found a box of unopened canned fruit, its round eyes suddenly widened with joy.
Because it has eaten this thing once, and the big monkeys found it from such a backpack not long ago.
But it didn't know how to open the can box. When it was at a loss, it inadvertently raised its head and saw several huge shadows shrouded in darkness above its head. It was so frightened that it dropped the can and rushed out of the gap in the tent.
The fat man had quick eyesight and quick hands. He rushed forward with a "beep" sound, and the tent's mouth and half of its edge were pinned under him.
The little monkey panicked and jumped into the backpack to hide.
Wu Xie asked the fat man, "Did you see clearly?"
The fat man grimaced after falling, and pouted the grass leaves he had chewed in his mouth, "Mom, you can see clearly, it's a little mandrill, as gray and gray as a big mouse, and he has the same qualities as me."
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I was really sleepy today, so I only coded so much. If I’m not busy tomorrow, I’ll make up for it depending on the situation.