Listen to the mixed sounds of owls, frogs, and insects.
Zhang Jing, who had eaten and drank enough, was taking a bath in a small independent room on the left side of the wooden house door, carrying a washbasin and towel.
At this time, a small minibus drove up from the end of the dark road.
A group of tourists arrive.
This made the originally quiet and lonely wooden house a lot more lively.
When Zhang Jing finished taking a shower and returned to his room, he met a visitor living opposite him in the corridor.
Zhang Jing was slightly startled when he saw the other person. He didn't expect that he was an acquaintance.
"Hi," looking at the man with wet hair and strong upper body in front of her, Alizee, who has wheat-colored skin and short dark brown hair, her heart skipped a beat and she took the initiative to say hello:
"My name is Alijie, my father is the deputy director of finance of Wuji, and my mother is an industrialist;
I just broke up with my ex-boyfriend, and I am a pilot by profession. I have a total of more than 700 hours of flying time in small passenger planes and helicopters;
I usually like to go shopping and go to amusement parks... I came here because I just experienced a kidnapping in Mali and needed to relax. "
After quietly listening to Alijie's long speech and licking her lips from time to time to introduce herself, Zhang Jing smiled and said, "My name is Jack, I am an adventurer, from Xiangjiang, District D."
"Jack," Alizee offered her hand, "Nice to meet you."
Zhang Jing learned that most Wuji people are straight-minded, advocate freedom, and generally get married at an early age.
It is not surprising to get married at 17 or 18 years old, although divorce is the most common case.
But parents generally don't object, and they don't try to persuade their children, "You will regret it." If you don't listen to the elders, you will suffer the consequences.
Generally speaking, it is a culture where marriage is free and divorce is even freer.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhang Jing reached out and shook hands with the hostage, "Me too."
"You're not leaving tomorrow, are you?" Alijie asked with concern.
"Won't."
"That's good," Alizee said excitedly, "the scenery here is beautiful, there are 12 of us in total, and we plan to pick some mushrooms at the edge of the forest tomorrow to cook meat.
Before coming here, we bought beef. "
Zhang Jing smiled. Alijie still had some brains and didn't send it directly. She probably wanted to spend a day observing whether someone had any obvious shortcomings.
If not, then nothing will happen.
late at night.
Zhang Jing was sleeping soundly and was woken up by Smarties. Only then did he hear the chaos outside.
Meow glanced at his watch, it was one o'clock in the morning.
After putting on his shirt and pants, putting on his blue jacket and putting away his Smarties, Zhang Jing came to the front hall.
I found that a group of people had not slept.
Looking at the situation on the table, they had drank and played cards before, but now they were like a bunch of headless flies.
"What happened?" Zhang Jing asked sleepily.
Alijie and her companions all turned back to look at Zhang Jing.
"Jack," short-haired Alizee introduced, "we have a friend who can't be found. He went out to urinate twenty minutes ago."
Zhang Jing frowned slightly, suspecting that the missing person was kidnapped by the third form.
But the third form does not eat people, as the suicides who died in the forest can prove.
I'm not worried about the onset of third form mania. It's only been a day, so it's not that fast.
So, why do people disappear?
Just when everyone was confused about the reason, the owner of the B&B slowly walked downstairs from upstairs and asked slowly in fried chicken language, "What happened?"
Among the 12 tourists, there was a woman with short hair who could speak fried chicken language and explained the reason to the old lady.
Unexpectedly, the old lady didn't panic at all after hearing this, and said slowly: "Why don't you go back and take a nap? Maybe your friend will be back tomorrow morning."
Inch-haired woman simultaneous translation.
"Sleep?" Someone immediately retorted, "Will Eric be killed because of our delay?"
"You guys are too noisy," the old lady
Tai emphasized again, "Go and get some sleep first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow morning."
Zhang Jing vaguely grasped the key points.
At early six o'clock the next morning, the missing Eric returned.
Interestingly, he himself had no idea what he was going through.
No one was injured. Others just thought it was a friend who drank too much and slept in a corner outside until dawn.
The atmosphere became relaxed again.
Zhang Jing saw everyone's expressions in his eyes and thought of what the old woman said last night. He put on his backpack and entered the virgin forest again.
I wasn't in a hurry.
Because Ding Jiaqi cannot leave in the league area, Zhang Jing needs to catch the target quickly.
Before walking a hundred meters, Zhang Jing stopped and looked back at the chasing pilot, Alijie.
"Where are you going?" the short-haired Alizee asked with an impure mind.
"adventure."
Alijie looked around at her surroundings and felt that the artistic conception was good. She could use the ground as a bed and the sky as a quilt. She reminded her in a leisurely tone, "I'm here for the adventure...does it look good?"
Zhang Jing smiled, feeling that Alijie was like Xixi, as warm as the sun.
"Don't follow me," Zhang Jing had no intention of causing trouble until he caught the third form, "otherwise I will spread your ass."
Alijie thought Zhang Jing was talking about love, so she boldly took seven or eight steps forward and came to the attractive man.
Zhang Jingqi smiled, put his hand on the left shoulder of Alizee, who had short dark brown hair, and forced her to turn around.
Snapped! Snapped!
Two slaps fell quickly on the upper body.
Alijie blushed instantly. She didn't expect that Zhang Jing would really spank her...butt.
The point is, it’s so numb.
Not in the mood to flirt, Zhang Jing quickly ran deep into the forest.
It was time to run next. According to the route in my memory, I trotted again to the vicinity of the small lake.
After briefly looking around, Zhang Jing bent down and took out a trumpet-sized orange gas tank from his backpack.
There is a small horn on the top of the gas tank, about the size of a morning glory.
Stretching his arm, Zhang Jing pressed the button on the top of the gas tank.
"Beep!!!"
It sounded like the horn of a heavy truck, loud and long.
If you are not mentally prepared, you will definitely be shocked.
Zhang Jing held up the horn and did not let go. He kept pressing it and kept ringing, which made his ears feel quite uncomfortable.
But in order to attract the third form and return to the main palace as soon as possible, Zhang Jing - fought hard!
The high-decibel whistle sounded far away in the forest, startling a flock of birds.
On a cliff five kilometers away, a not-so-strong but ferocious mountain ape looked in the direction of Zhang Jing.
Listening to the faint screaming sound in the air, it suddenly became angry!
Jumping high from the cliff, he landed on a big tree accurately, lightly and silently.
It quickly moved forward on the treetops and soon came to the lake. It saw the humans it had seen before, seeking death.
Can't stand noise, hate noise.
The mountain ape jumped down from the tree and appeared directly five meters in front of Zhang Jing, baring its teeth and issuing the strongest threat.
Seeing the vicious monkey that had appeared in the infrared camera secretly drinking super yeast, Zhang Jing stopped and honked the horn.
"Originally, I wanted to wait for you to have a manic attack," Zhang Jingxi said to himself when he saw an old friend, "and then find a chance... to make friends with you."
"I didn't expect you didn't like noise," Zhang Jing said in a relaxed tone, "It just so happens that I don't like noise either, so you can hang out with me from now on."
The mountain ape looked at Zhang Jing like an idiot. When he saw that he stopped making noise, he turned around and left.
"Beep!!!" Zhang Jing honked the horn again.
The mountain ape turned back sharply, giving out the most threatening expression and a low growl.
Seeing that the negotiation was not going to work out, Zhang Jing took off his jacket and long-sleeved sweatshirt, revealing his strong upper body, and waved to the vicious monkey, "Come on, the one who loses is my son!"
"Thanks for the big reward
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