When the night deepened, Ah Zhen and Bao Mu still had not found a way out of the jungle.
Ah Zhen walked slowly, and Bao Mu turned his head from time to time to look at his pale face, "A Zhen, how long has it been since you had anything to eat?"
"There's nothing to eat here," Ah Zhen smiled palely, "I haven't eaten since I separated from you."
Baomu looked at Ah Zhen's slightly trembling legs worriedly, "This won't work."
If this continues, he will starve to death before he is killed by the monster. Is this ridiculous?
The food Xiaolan took out from his dream before was all scattered into the sand and wasted. Now they have nothing at hand. The only hope is the black porcelain plate left by Xiaolan.
Baomu took out the black porcelain plate from his clothes and asked, "With this, you can take food out of your dreams, right?"
Ah Zhen looked at the black porcelain plate, nodded and said, "This prop is called a bone plate, and its function is to connect dreams and reality."
"These were originally Xiaolan's props, but she gave them to me," Baomu rubbed the edge of the bone plate in despair, "In this case, can I use them?"
Ah Zhen pointed at the top of Bao Mu's head, "Now, these props are displayed above your head. According to the rules of the game, these props already belong to you."
The Son of Light sniffed the surface of the bone disc curiously. After a while, the little guy was hugged away by Ah Zhen.
Baomu held the bone plate and lay down in an open space.
He was a little nervous. Ah Zhen was holding the Son of Light and looking at him nervously.
"If it doesn't work, wake up quickly," Ah Zhen warned. "Food is not the most important thing."
Baomu agreed and closed his eyes uncomfortably.
He thought that in this environment, it would take some time for him to enter a dream with food. Unexpectedly, the moment his eyes closed, his consciousness blurred. While half asleep and half awake, Baomu heard some strange sounds. , there seemed to be a few more shouts. Before he could tell whether these sounds came from a dream or reality, Baomu's consciousness fell and he quickly fell into a dream.
As soon as Baomu closed his eyes, Ah Zhen and the Son of Light turned their heads warily in the same direction.
There was a faint sound in the deep forest.
The illusory armor of the Son of Light suddenly expanded, almost covering A Zhen and Bao Mu lying on the ground.
Rustling, rustling...
There was another sound.
There must be something alive there.
"Who?" Ah Zhen thought for a while and asked, "A player?"
Ah Zhen's voice echoed in the forest, mixed with the threatening roar of the Son of Light.
After that, the sounds in the forest disappeared.
Ah Zhen approached Bao Mu's body warily. Bao Mu's eyelids trembled slightly, indicating that he was asleep at this time.
The Son of Light was still staring in that direction, and roared ferociously.
It must smell like something.
But I can't smell it myself.
If it was treasure wood, it must be smellable. After all, I was so useless, just like in reality, I was really useless.
Ah Zhen fell into the depressed mood that had been haunting him.
There were so many talented disciples on the fifth watch day, but the master chose the mediocre himself as his direct disciple, and sent himself to participate in this game. As expected, he made a mess.
Ah Zhen put the Son of Light on his knees and knelt on one knee beside Bao Mu, ready to pick up the sleeping him at any time and launch a defense.
He kept that position, keeping his nerves tense.
Until Baomu sat up suddenly, scaring him so much that he almost jumped out.
Baomu gasped and sat up, staring blankly at the various foods spread on him.
"Wow, you can really bring it out," Baomu wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Oh my God, it's not... not as scary as I imagined, but it's not easy either. It turns out that Xiaolan usually feels like this... "
Baomu was still immersed in the wonderful feeling of traveling through a dream for the first time. After a while, he noticed Ah Zhen beside him who was almost having a heart attack.
"Eh? What's wrong with you, Zhen?"
"There is movement over there," Ah Zhen pointed forward, "Can you smell anything?"
"Smell?" Baomu tried his best to wake up, quickly regained his composure and sniffed.
Ah Zhen, who was extremely hungry, quietly tore open the wrapping paper of the biscuit and swallowed the food silently.
Sniff sniff... sniff sniff...
When the child of light saw that his master had woken up, he crawled back into his lap with a groan.
Baomu's eyebrows suddenly stood up, "The smell of blood."
Ah Zhen almost choked to death, "Ahem...what? Blood...the smell of blood?"
"There is the smell of blood over there," Baomu pointed forward, "but the smell is very light, so it shouldn't be close to us."
"Let's go take a look." Ah Zhen stood up immediately.
"You finish your meal first," Baomu stopped him, "Eat your fill first, don't be in a hurry, there is still water here."
"It smells like blood over there..."
"I know, but even if we set off now..." Baomu struggled with the words, "How should I put it, it's too late, because I can smell that that person has already..."
"What do you mean? Is there really someone there?" Ah Zhen's eyes widened, "It's too late, you mean... is that person dead?"
Baomu bent down and picked up the mineral water on the ground and handed it to Ah Zhen. He nodded heavily, "It's been a while."
"This is impossible..."
The voice was obviously very close to him, and it disappeared not long ago.
"The woods ahead seem to be very dense. I'm worried that the brightly colored plants here may be poisonous. Let's wait until it gets brighter before setting off." Baomu unscrewed another bottle of water, "And you... don't be brave. Ah Zhen, you almost starved to death by yourself, don’t you know?..."
After listening to Baomu's words, Ah Zhen tore open a bag of bread and ate it quietly.
"What can I tell you about you? You're hungry and you don't know how to find food..." Baomu rarely took on the role of nagging, "Look at your own face... That's right, you can't see it. Your face is whiter than the paper. If Xiaolan were here, he would definitely grab some rice and stuff it into your mouth..."
Ah Zhen didn't refute, and just kept eating like this until a ray of morning light lit up on the horizon.
Although Ah Zhen was unwilling to admit it, after eating to full capacity, his weak limbs indeed regained their strength.
The strange and dangerous jungle gradually became clear before their eyes.
Ah Zhen stood up and said, "Shall we set off?"
The two of them picked up the remaining pieces of bread and walked towards the direction where the smell of blood came from.
They walked for nearly twenty minutes, but still didn't see the owner of the bloody smell.
"Is it really here?" Ah Zhen looked around, "Can you smell the smell from so far away?..."
"There!" Baomu shouted.
Baomu once again proved himself with facts that his nose can never go wrong.
At the end of the line of sight, among the tangled woods, a man's body hung high on a thick tree trunk. Blood flowed along his body to the foot of the tree and seeped into the soil.
