第47章 疯狂的低语（2 / 2）

sidered the best private tuide locally, he knows how to observe what's gog on. Generally speakg, if an eployer isn't terestedthe pces he suggests visitg or the local specialties, he's either already ade pns or isn't g to the trip at all.

If your boss is your old boss, don't talk trash. Bosses are ore active. Hego wherever he wants, jt aopany hi. Ier case, even ore vigince is often required.

This is the border of Cha. If it's not sightseeg, it's bess iation...

"Do you know Wen Yatun?" Fang Mu asked quietly, lookg out the dow.

When Mo Guangng heard this, his expression ged and he was a little surprised, but he still nodded. “You know, this is y city.”

Hearg the tuide's words, Fang Mu quickly turned around, looked at the other person, and said, "Then do you know Nongshan?"

"Nongshan..." Mo Guangng frowned with ay and worryhis eyes, and uttered, "Boss, do you want to go here? There's nothg terestg there."

Mo Guangng suddenly regretted takg this order. He expected that his eployer wasn't here for a trip or for "bess iations", but...

“I know, I’ve heard a few thgs.” Fan Mu he guide seed to thk this pce was taboo, and his attitude seed to be a bit heavy. He didn't ntue askg questions for n silent.

It was durg dhat Juan Mu kept askg at the table, "How uch does Brother Mo know about Nongshan?"

Mo Guangng, who was happily okg ag her worries, suddenly froze, as if she had lost the taste of delicio food. But he reaed professional and patiently answered, "Mount Nun is our local ounta." Mount Yellen is associated with our local beliefthe culture of dive sacrifice. In ais, we would ehe ounta every fourth onth of the nar dar, open an altar onof the ounta, and perfor rituals to worship the gods. However, sce the altar on the ounta was destroyed, it has bee less popur. Many ore people have e to this ounta...

His outh was a little dry as he spoke. He chewed a little, as if to suppress the fear risghis stoach, and ntued. "There's defitely sothg wrong with this ounta."

“What kd of bad way is that?” Fang Mu was fected by the other party’s treblg voice, and his heart began to beat anxiolyrespoo Mo Guangng’s nod.

Many people...any people who ehis ounta never e out. After drkg tea, Mo Guangng was still a little thirsty. He was afraid that Fang Mu would not believe this, and ed his own experience as an exaple. As a result, o people ysterioly disappeared, and the reag one reasa vegetative state, still lygthe hospital. Wake up. ”

258 uncles

Theday, guided by tuide Mo Guangng, Fang Mu arrives at Wenyatun, a reote ounta vilge ntionedhis diary.

"I didn't e back for a while. You ight not be able to iage it, but the ges here were really big. There were no asphalt roads here, and there were no guardrails when walkg on the ounta path." Mo Guangng. was failiar with the road while drivg. He troduced Fan Mu with a fsh of oryhis eyes as he rotated the steerg wheel adly. This ounta vilge seed to hold a lot of ories for hi.

As Mo Guangng said, Fang Mu had no special feelgs about it. After all, he was an outsider fro the city, and his ordaress was sotis soone else's aspiration.

He uld uand it, but he uldn't uand it logically. It is pletely arrogant and foolish to say that youuand that local people like Mo Guangng are proud of their untry's developnt jt by thkg or lookg at it for a ont.

Fan Mu and the o fally ade it out of the cave and officially ehe vilge.

Wenyatun is a rge vilge spanng 10,000 vilges. Dotted around are dozens of self-built hoes and old hoes. Becae the peoplethe vilge are close to each other, old and new hoes, high and low hoes are cstered together.

Everyohe vilge, young and old, stared at the fn car ehe vilge. In addition to curiosity, Fang Mu's eyes held an prehensible ext.

When the vilge children saw Mo Guangg out of the car parkedfront of the vilge chief's hoe, they all happily ca forward to greet hi.

Other than the words "guangng" and "brother," Fang Mu uldn't uand what the tuide and the child were sayg, but they probably ant welg you back to your hotown, but still. It felt like a child said it. Talkg to Mo Guang Ng was a bit... strangely, he

kept lookg atwhile we were talkg.

Such a view is like lookg at a product as if it were a piece of pork.

Mo Guangng probably sensed Fang Mu’s disfort. He drove the children out of the vilge without speakg a word to the. Then he said to Fang Mu, "I' sorry, when I wasthe vilge, I ed to py with these bastards. I was a little excited about the, and I will never go back to py with the aga. I told you not to e.”

As he said this, he told Fang Mu to go to the back roo of the hoe on the right side of the car, and said, ``I'll take you to see the vilge chief, so please e .''

"Uncle! Uncle!" After Fang Mu and Mo Guangered the hoe, Mo Guangng's screas were heard several tis side the hoe.

It was also at this ti that Fang Mu learhat the current vilge chief of Wenya Vilge was Mo Guangng's uncle.

After a while, a tall, th, dark-skned, iddle-aged an like Mo Guangng ca to the backyard. Lookg at Mo Guangng, the an seed very happy.

After the o briefly exged greetgs, uncle Mo Guangng forally turned his attention to Fang Mu.

``Hey, Mr. Ng, who is this person?'' The an spoke Mandar with a slight aent. He looked at the fner Fan Mu curioly.

There, Mo Guangng troduced Fang Mu and his uncle, and Fang Mu learhat the vilge chief's na was Mo Longwei.

``Please e visit y vilge. If you like, youstay at y hoe durg this period.'' Mo Longwei said with a sile when he learhat Fang Mu was a ctor of his nephew. He said this.

Mo Guangng also said, "Boss, what do you thk? There is no hotel here. My uncle's hoe was only renovated o years ago. I' sure there's nothgthe vilge as fortable as y uncle's hoe. Don't worry, food and aoodation are cded. It's side. ”

Mo Longwei siled and waved his hand: "My nephew's friend is g to visit, so there's o give hi any oney. Anythg he wants to eat or buy is e." .

Fang Mu siled and expressed his gratitude. "I' sorry, but thank you so uch for aeptg ."

Durg nch, Mo Longwei asked Fang Mu and Mo Guangng about their pns, and also rended so nearby pces aiful sery.

Before Mo Guangng uld speak, Fang Mu frankly told hi that he wao go to Nongshan.

As soon as these words ca out, the voices at the table suddenly fell silent and the atosphere beca sober.

``This is not a pce to py.'' After a while, the vilge chief said to Fang Mu with a serio face, ``Let's fd another pce.''

Fang Mu and Mo Guangng looked at each other and reaed silent, sayg no ore.

That night, Mo Guangng prepared bottles of beer and snacksthe vilge restaurant, and vited Fang Mu to the roof to enjoy the night view of the ounta vilge with the cat.

In addition to the o people fro the sall e office, the vilge chief, Uncle Mo Guangng, also ca.

After drkg three gsses, the three of the opehe ion box with the force of e.

“Bu Meng, haven’t you given up on gog to the ountas?” Mo Longwei growled and looked at Fang Mu.

Juan Mu was silent for a ont and nodded. "I have a reason to go."

Mo Guangng said nothg and foced on her uncle.

Mo Longwei nodded. "Do you know what'sthe ountas?"

After beg puzzled o noon, Fang Mu, who had learned his lesson, answered ore carefully this ti, "I' a spense novel writer. I retly heard a ruor oer about this ounta. It jt so happens that it's what I need. "I ca here retly to thk. Please get so ration."

"I really don't rend gog there," Mo Longwei said, istg ag peanuts. "Many people have died on this ounta and any strahgs have happened." Ta.

“ you tellore?” Fang Mu waited patiently until Mo Longwei agreed.

Mo Longwei did not express clear reje or express agreent. After beg silent for alost a ute, he slowly told Fang Mu about his past.

“Aong the fners who ca to our vilge over the years, the one who said he wao go to Mt. Nong jt like you was alost 30 years ago. It has brought uniagable disaster to the world.'' Je Mo Longwei showed a diagra. lost. "This stranger eared out of nowhere probably ahe frog god and was cursed by the frog god. He was alost terally ill. He asked the chief of our vilge for help. "Please help . Afterwards." When the vilge head heard that the curse was affectg his faily, he uldn't help but ask the frog god who lived on the nun's ounta to go to the ounta to adit his guilt. It was.

In the end, I revered, but I don't know what the frog gody vilge was dissatisfied with. Our vilge has been pgued by frogs for a long ti. At that ti, fields, orchards, roads, and hoes were full s, which attacked people and caed great daage to vilges. A great deal of daage was caed. It was a waste of oney so it didn't atter. Hly, the people who worshiped the vilge frog god then gathered together for peacethe vilge and tried to sacrifice ore aer thgsthe annual sacrificial ritual. The ritual ed this to kill the wrath of the old frog god. As a result, the frog god t have been very angry. All the people worshipgNongsan-dong at that ti were hit by a ndslide, and no one survived.

Our Wenya Vilge quickly lost alost half of its residents and workforce, and it took a full decade to develop to where it is today. ”

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Fang Mu fell silent and uldn’t help askg. "Do you know who this stranger is?"

"My ipression is not very deep. After all, it was jt a ont. All I reber is that I once saw hi fro a distance walkg alohe forest of Mount Nun." Mo Longwei nodded, feelg a little depressed, and took a sip. Beer

Fan Mu did not speak. His deep breaths revealed his uroil, but none of the o people around hi noticed it.

"Who is this frog god? He sees...powerful." Fan Mu asked, thkg about his words.

After hearg this, Mo Longwei’s drkg behavior froze for a ont. His itially erratic bra, driven back to the heights of nsess by deep fear, panicked and said: The true god of that world, I would say without hesitation, is the frog god.

But if they askedwhat real evil is, I would tell the the sa answer. ”

Mo Longwei’s legs trebled unfortably, his thub unnscioly ched the beerhis hand, and he began to tell Fang Mu about a local legeed to the Frog God.

In the distant past, the astrea of huankd was still livggroups based on s. Aong the was a tribe called Rong, who had rootsalost isoted pces.

Havg difficulty unicatg with the outside worldbe both a bad thg and a good thg. At least no one will disturb the tribe's life. The people livgthis tribe are nsidered to be livg and w peacefully and happily at this ti. The environnt is good and there is enough food, so everyonedo what they want to do besides farg and by huntg, stead of jt dog what they o do. Sakae Vilge is truly a real paradise.

But like ost stories, beauty always ans brokenness.

One year, Long Vilge suffered fro a severe drought. Without water, people uld not far or harvest food. People want to go huntg, and water is the source of everythg. Anials ot survive without water. When vilge hunters go to the ountas, they always e back disappoted. Furtherore, at this ti, a terrible beast appeared on the ounta. onster

This onster looks like a giaipede with long legs and any eyes. They eat all livg thgs, especially huans. He bites everyone he sees. People who risk their lives huntgthe ountas ot keep anials. It is said that he had a very greedy and cruel personality, often beg captured by onsters and creatures.

But the people of Long Vilge have no choice. They ot survive without food. There is no way to cultivate the nd. Gog to the ountas to get food is the only way to keep the vilge alive. Riskg your life to hunt is sothg you have to choose.

At that ti, only young and strong n uld go deep to the ountas. Won had to take care of their failies for their children. Even if they ehe ounta, they uld not walk far, so it was the n of Long vilge who went to the ountasearch of food. Yes, but the oe ost of the n who went to the ounta.

The lpse of the tribe was alost predictable, sce without n, even with only won, the reprodu of the tribe is ipossible.

And at that ti, the tribe's witch didn't know whether she had gone crazy and said sothg stupid becae she was jt a widow, or whether she had really received a warng fro the gods. He said the tribe needed people, but all the n of the tribe were gone. Won should pray to God with devotion to grant the a tribal child.

The tribe really o survive, becae the people were desperate, and the witch's stat with the tribe was so respected that no atter how strahe witch's prayers, the won of the vilge still prayed. I did.

Woheir hair to ake thread and weave cloth to hang over their beds befog to bed. They had to open the bedroo door at night. Thech told the to ver their eyes. No atter what they heard at night, they uld not ver their eyes. Keep these thgs out of sight.

That night, as so of the won of the tribe slept, they heard frogs and toads croakg nearby, but, reberg the witch's request, they did not reove their bandages until theday. It wasn't until dawn that the bandage was reoved.

At that ont, the won realized that they were pregnant with a child and were surprised. The witch, who was alsnant, annouo the tribe that they were the children of God.

The witch said that this was a blessg fro the frog god, and that fro now on, Ron Vilge t believethe frog god.

So, anyway, a daughter was fally born to the tribe, and the tribe bers were very happy.

Maybe the baby side a woan's wob is really special and grows very quickly. The feale's belly is se that she is expected to give birth with a few days.

With five days, the won of the tribe gave birth to childreer another.

These children of the gods have a very strange appearance, with ft heads, rge ouths, thick libs, and strange ps of flesh all over their bodies. They ot speak and their behavior is very strange, but they are all very powerful, so even ore powerful than others. He has wonderful spells, and has powerful abilities such as akg any anial he hears fall asleep without akg a soug the sleepg anialoe, voitg water, and suong fs. .

It's as if he had his issiond fro the ont he was born. They unanioly left the , went to the ountas, defeated dangero onsters, returo the vilge and helped it prosper and develop. This ade the Rong the ost powerfulsouthern Guangxi.

Mo Longwei was drkg while tellg the story, and he was drunk without realizg it.

Fang Mu felt that there was ore to the story, so he uldn't stand the terrupted chapters and desperately shook the vilge chief, hopg that the vilge chief would stand up aga and ntue speakg, but Mo Longwei was too drunk. It was too te forto wake up. No atter how uch you tease .

Seeg this, Mo Guangng sped Fang Mu fr to wake up his drunken uncle, siled and exped that this story really ended here, and asked Fang Mu to leave as he would be te. Told. To sleep. . Toorrow he will take her to the ountas.

Tonight, tuide Mo Guang up a e table jt to get his uncle drunk. He khat whenever his u drunk, he would always fall asleep until dark theday. That will give you enough ti to ake the round trip. Agriculture and ountas.

Fang Maki expressed his gratitude auro his roo with a heavy heart.

The uple thought it le atter, butFang Mu's opion it was not. Although it had the sophistication of a legendary story, it was so believable that Fang Mu uldn't help but treble.

Child of God, child od?

Although Fang Mu had never seen it with his own eyes, he uldn't help but reber the entryhis diary about beg chased by a stranger on a foggy day. The object that ``he'' spected was not huan, and all of the object's characteristics did not atch his. Are the children of the frog god very close to the story?

Two hundred and sixty, deepthe ountas and fog

Early the, Fang Mu and Mo Guang out with the supplies needed for the expedition to the ountas.

Fang Mu had a hunch that the trip to this ounta would be very dangero, and he uld not guarantee how uch ti he would spendRongshan. So he brought o to three weeks' worth of food, ostly portable pressed food. His backpataed a bulgg package. There's a lot of it, but water akes up the ajority of the weight.

Mo Guangng didn't say anythg about it. This Zhuang an with a siple appearand a delicate heart actually felt that Fang Mu was about to ehe dangero untryside to do the ost dahg. On the surface, he reaed cal, but wardly he hesitated and was lostthought at tis.

After leavg the ounta vilge aerg the ounta forest, Fang Mu uldn't help but ask Mo Guangng. "How far is it fro Mt. Ni?"

"It ight take ore than an hour to walk. The road here is bupy.you carry a lot?" Mo Guangng said.

Fang Mu siled and said, "It doesn't atter, it's fe."

After that, the o started walkgsilence. Fog began to ver the ountas and forests ahead, and the fog was gettg thicker and thicker...

Fang Mu didn't know where Nongshan was or what it looked like, but he felt it gettg closer and closer, and the panic gradually creasedhis heart.

The further to the fog we go, the ore bizarre the forest vegetation bees. Sotis they have roots as thick as tree trunks, and sotis they have leaves grog fro the base, akg it look like a giant tree has grown fro the sky. Talk about the pnt's green leaves, transparent with a ht of erald, and the fat, uified fruit that slls rotten and hangs upside down oree.

Apart fro the beautiful yet strange sights that stretched as far as the eye uld see, this ounta forest veredthick fog was as quiet as tton on a pillow. He and Mo Guangng were like the only o creatures walkgthis b world. Sall and lonely.

The fog gradually beca thicker and I uld no longer see y feet. Fang Mu uldn't help but slow down his walkg speed. However, it was clear that Mo Guangng, who wasthe lead, had ion of slog down. He called the other party and asked the to wait for hi.

However, Mo Guangng didn't see to hear hi and walked straight ahead.

Fang Moku had a bad feelg and tried to pull hi forward, but tripped on sothg soft and slippery and alost fell to the ground.

After gazg fearfully at the road for a ont, the hired guide, Huang Mu, disappeared to the clouds.

Fang Mu broke to a ld sweat. He called Mo Guangng and slowly oved forward. He hoped that this was a joke beeen Mo Guangng and hi.

But as ti passed, no one answered hi, and there was dead silence around hi.

Fang Mu uldn’t help but alicioly guess that this was ore than jt a bad joke. He deeply spected that this was a trap set by his uncle and nephew. It was a trap set by a vilge that believedan evil god. They wao kill hi. Inside a foggy forest that you ever escape fro.

Perhaps they nsidered theselves ritual sacrifices to honor sothg describable, like a frog.

This neer was true. It was written bywho sohow returo the past fro the future, but the vilge chief of Wenyatun lied. He clearly rebered what ``hiself'' looked like when he ca to the vilge. For a ont, he rebers "hiself."

The vilge chief and his alked about takg revenge on hi, becae it was for the sake of faith and for the sake of the old vilge.

He wasn't drunk at all st night, he was jt pretendg. After y nephew forced hi back to his bedroo, he started pnng how to akediethis wless jungle...

The ore Fang Mu thought about it, the ore nfed he beca, and his expression bestable.

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When Fang Mu was thkg absentdedly, he suddenly heard a screa. It was the first ti I heard the sounds of other anials aroundsce I ehe fog-shrouded forest.

The frog's cry was like a stohrown to a cal ke, cag ripples aually the forest was filled with the frog's voice.

Fang Mu felt like a swar s and toads had appeared around hi. They saw hi hidgthe dark, actg strangelypanid despised hi as a an who did not know his own abilities.

No, it ay not be frogs or toads that are harless to huans and anials, but a group s stare at hi with terest. It was like a stray cat visitg soone else's hoe. He uld only hope these thgs weren't cruel. Only hesurvive with his "cat" proclivities.

“Ah!” A screa echoed through Fan Mu like a thunderbolt.

My whole body trebled as if I had beerocuted, and then I oved forward, y thighs treblg, and I staggered faster and faster, losg face as I ran for y life.

As he ran, he shoutedhis voiceless throat, "Mo Guangng! Mo Guangng! Where are you!?"

Fang Mu didn't know where he had run away. He ran after the sound of the screa, but as he raripped over sothg aga.

Fan Mu fell to the ground, and Fan Mu’s bag looked like it had been scratched by sothg sharp. Ihick fog, I felt a light tou y back, and any thgsy bag suddenly scattered on the ground.

Feelg the pa, Juan Mu suddenly beca cal for a ont. He trebledhis heart and knew he shouldn't have run to where he uld hear the screas. Becae it ans he is actively puttg hiselfdanger and seekg death.

The dire geni who wao uand this was startled and broke outa ld sweat, and was idiately frightened by the sightfront of hi and lost his voice aga.

I uld see a severed leg restg under his calf, wearg ilitary green hikg pants. Only part of the calf reaed. The sll of ud pulpy bite arks still reaed o surfaces and the fabric of his pants. The sll of fresh blood was suffocatg. A huan chili pepper attacked Juan Mu's nose.

He reghis bull as belongg to poor Mo Guangng. He was a tuide anied hi here and then "abandoned" hi to run away. Unfortunately, he enuntered a rge unknowurethe ounta fog. Eat until only the cut libs and at rea.

Seeg the bodies of his s rades, Fang Wu uld no loa his rationality and began to flee to the forest. He had no ntrol over what he stepped on, whether he issed his ark or not. If you fall down this steep slope, there is a sharp objectfront of you thateasily tear your backpack, so you don't have to worry about gettg cut.

The frogs around hi grew stronger and stronger, like a welg tea welg the arrival of a guest of honor. No...it should rather be like the funeral tea sendg hi to the funeral. With death, they said goodbye to theselves.

“Ah!” Fang Mu stoped through the air, grabbg his hands a here and there, tryg to fd support. But his body fell unntrolbly, fallg, fallg... fallg to the botto of the valley, fallg to the botto of the valley. Ihe cave.

When Fan Mu wakes up aga with juries all over his body, he fds hiselfa ysterio cave.

261 frogsthe dark

Fan Mu got up fro the ground. My whole body was groangpa, but I felt joy and happess, jt like I have for the rest of y life.

He looked up at the hole, but no atter how hard he tried, he uldn't crawl out. It's like a wall of thick fog verg your head. I uldn't see far, but I k had fallen fro a height that would have killed . However, ckily, he touched the g aterialthe fog and survived.

Fang Maki was sittg leang agast a nearby stone wall, untg the supplies lefthis body as he rested.

Alost everythg was lost, and the backpack was so worn out that it uld no longer be ed, but ckily everythgthe bag was tact. Besides what he has on his body, the only thgs he has with hi are a bottle of eral water, three packs of energy bars, and a few energy bars. knife and lighter.

Unfortunately, y fshlight and cell phone were broken. Fshlight bulbs and cell phone ss also exploded, rehe unable. If not, there ay be a better lightg device than a lighter.

After a few utes of hesitation, Fang Mu took out a low energy package whose packagg was badly daaged and folded ithalf. Dirty or not, sweet-tastg or not, he swallowed it alive, givg it a fal sip of water to retly ease the disfort of chokg.

Fang Mu sighed and looked left and right. The dark cave openedo dires, oo the left and oo the right.

Although he wasn't 100% sure, he thought perhaps they had arrived at a cavethe agricultural ountas. The Nongsan-dong ntiohe diary should refer to a pce reted to this.

There is no doubt that both the left and right dires are very dangero for Fang Wu.

"Let's go to the left." Fanu thought for a while and chose the option that went agast his thoughts.

This is Hooku's nsistent way of thkg. When faced with a difficult situation, they act agast their will.

The reason you area dilea is siply that you are not cky enough. You ay not follow your own ideas becae you are very cky.

This is an experience he piled fro his childhood when he was faced with dileas any tis, choosg his clations, and after beg even ore uncky.

The side of the cave got darker and darker as they entered, and Juan Mu had to take a lighter with hi fhtg.

The firelight was war but ilated a very liited area. At best, Fang Mu uld only clearly see about half a terfront of hi, and beyond half a ter, it beca even harder to see. Anythg other than darkness was darkness, and only the unknown was unknown.

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In the darkness, the cries s and toads sounded as if they were approachg. Fang Mu’s heart suddenly beervo. He turned as fast as he uld, staredthe dire of the sound, and slowly oved forward, holdg his breath. As we were walkg, we fally saal-sized frog crouchg on a rock.

The frog's body was vereddense, irregurly arranged pea-sized protrions, verg its bodya protective pattern roughly nsistent with its rocky environnt.

Fang Mu had never seen this kdbefore. His stoach slowly expanded, akg hi look like a slow old an. Her cross-shaped bck eyes stared at hi with an aged air.

As if...as if this frog had telligence?

Fang Mu felt a pahis chest and hurriedly shook his head, tryg to get rid of the ridiculo thoughtshis irrational bra.

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Fan Mu heard a fr fro another direthe darkness. He quickly turhe firelightthat dire and sure enough, he spotted another frog. Although he was a little saller than the one I saw earlier, he gave off a ysterio aura, and I uld still feel the quisitiveness and thoughtfulnessthe frog's eyes.

I don't know if it was becae I suddenly let go of y hand, or the ld d of the cave, or... sothg visiblethe darkurned off the lighter's light. Instantly, Fan Mu o terrifyg darkness, and energy bsts erupted fro around hi. Frogs and toads croaked oer another like the tide.

In the brief ont of darkness, Fang Mu felt that fear was about to eat away at all his sanity, and stctively quickly flicked the lighter switch to light it aga.

When the light of the fire fshed aga, Fan Mu noticed that the frog crouchgfront of hi had disappeared, and he uldn't help but let out a sall breath. He shuddered and poted the bo the spot where the big frog was. But as y scalp started to feel nub, I realized that the frog was also gone.

Please shout!

There were loud and obvio breathg and puffg sounds, and Fan Mu uld only see a rge, ft head sgg ontarilyfront of hi, blog out the lighter's f.

Fang Mu was sure that the f of the lighterhis hand had not beeguished by hiself, nor was it extguished by the ld dthe cave. Instead, he was blown away by a swar s, as if they were tentionally pyg a tri hi. The firehis hands destroyed his hopes.

Fang Mu uldn't help but let out a sall cry. He stepped bad started the fire aga. As I started the fire, y right heel tripped over sothg thid I fell to the ground, followed by a high-pitched screa. He was sittg on a soft piece of flesh that suddenly popped loose, and the sound of bones chg and ternal ans squeezg and explodg ca over his sk.

In a panic, the an trebled all over, and when he lifted the burng torch, he uld clearly see that the area around the fire was gettg brighter.

A group...a group s were starg at hi with criss-cross eyes, stealthy and different.

Under his butt was a dead frog that had been blown up by hi. It was ld and oily, but it stung like a needle through his heart, and at the sa ti it felt like his soul was beg ripped out of sothg.

A rge frog's legs vaguely appearedthe flickerg light of the fire, and a vaguely visible toad-like face slowly passed through the real of reason.

Juan Muguay scread, stood up, shouted filial piety, and ran away. Along the way, I felt like I stepped on a lot s rightfront of .

As if hearg so kd of and, the group s suddenly let out a cry that didn't sound like frogs. They chased after the an who ran riotthe darkness and fled to a cave where Fan Mu uld not clearly see.

Fang Mu heard a short and powerful sound runng beeen the iron legs. Sothg rge and suo quickly flew across the ground, over the wall, and to the sky. They were runng after hi.

Hooku, who was on the verge of a ntal breakdown, had no choice but to keep runng. If you slow down even a little, you ight diethis dark cave where no one knows about you and you have no future. .

When Fang Mu wasdespair, he found hiself crossg an unknown border. The part of y body that passed through it felt ore rexed than ever before. As he passes by, the air stantly bees purified, ol and quiet, akg you want to breathe ore hungrily.

Their eyes suddenly opened. It wasn't that bright, but it felt brighter than when I was walkg through foggy ounta forests or dark caves.

There's fog here too, but it's foggy, foggy, and psychedelic jt right.

It sees like they escaped fro a dark cave and arrivedanother forest...

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The doorbell rang, and a an veredud ehe store with his shoulders sped. The words "Miao Miao Hoe" were written on the door. He looked around cautioly and saida low voice: "Exce , is there anyone here?"

After g to this forest, I explored for a while and found a strange shop hiddenthis forest. At the ont, I uldn't fd anywhere else to stay, and I was worried that I ight aidentally get to trouble aga like before. I had a proble so I thought I'd goand take a look.

“Wele to our store.” When Juan Mu ehe door, a strange red an appeared standg o hi. His voice was her high nor low, but it was deafeng.

Fang Mu's whole body trebled as he followed the an's red toes, thighs, and torso... His face ale the ei, with a gentle sile on his face.

"Hello, hey." Juan Mu siled and nodded, feelg a little reliefhis nervo heart.

It was a bit strange, but once I got to the ountas, everythg was like a drea, rare and uable, and everythg unfolded expoially... But I fally found soone I uld talk to and unicate with. .

Of urse, Fang Mu didn't thk that the people who uld open a store here were ordary people.

"Hello, y na is Wei Jiang, and I' the office worker here." The red-haired an nodded and said, "Please follow ," and led Mr. Fang Mu to the unter with a sile.

"U... exce , where a I?" Fang Maki followed closely behd the red an, lookg at the irregurly arraes on the shelves around hi, and spotted a golden frog on the shelf. I asked curioly. When I saw this, I was trigued and wao try it out.

We do not rend touchg it directly. Jt as Fang Mu was about to touch the wooden box, Wei Jiang grabbed his wrist and said serioly, "It's a bit dangero."

Although the other party did he reason for the danger, Fang Mu felt a little ldnesshis ho eyes. The other person's hands were ld, his words were ld, and the reason was even lder.

``Sorry, I thk I regnize you.'' Fang Mu weakly withdrew his hand and o follow Wei最近转码严重，让我们更有动力，更新更快，麻烦你动动小手退出阅读模式。谢谢