Zhang Zhuoxun took two steps and suddenly kicked a can at his feet. He took a closer look and saw, hey, isn't this a can sponsored by his own system?
So, Wu Xiaoxie and the others are around here?
Zhang Zhuxun untied the rope tied to the can from the rocks at the bottom of the water, turned it over and found a messy little tortoise on the bottom.
"Damn." Zhang Zhuoxun smiled as soon as he saw it. This mark must have been left by the fat man. This guy even left the mark with such originality and uniqueness.
The further you go, the shallower the water becomes. There is basically not much mud at the bottom, but there are gradually more messy gravels.
There is a steep slope ahead, and the water reaching here can be described as turbulent. If you accidentally slip and slip, it will be swept away.
Zhang Zhuxun stabilized his center of gravity, carefully crossed this area, followed the water around a thick old tree, and came face to face with the strange-faced stone statues the size of truck heads not far away, and the human faces at the mouth of the canyon. The bird statues are very similar, covered with mottled traces of time.
Perhaps the gray-white moths that were frightened away by Wu Xiaoxie and the others flew back. When Zhang Zhuxun passed by the stone statue, he specifically looked back. The strange and ferocious face was staring directly at him, with a sinister and resentful expression. It is intimidation, threat, and shock.
Zhang Zhuoxun narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered, "What the hell, I don't owe you any money."
As he spoke, he smashed the can in his hand, and after waiting for a few seconds, his expressionless face suddenly began to move slowly.
Like a giant who had been lying there for a long time in seclusion and guarding the door, he was awakened by the invasion of uninvited guests from the outside. The expression on his face gradually recovered and returned to life.
The originally straight eyebrows were raised, glaring angrily, the corners of the mouth were widened, and the face was ferocious, as if he could pounce on the person in the next second and devour him in one bite.
Zhang Zhuxun made a slight "tsk" sound, which was indeed a bit scary. If he hadn't known the original plot, he would probably have drawn his sword and slashed at him in the next second.
The next scene was even more bizarre. In an instant, the features on the giant face of the stone statue were distorted and shifted, and began to shatter and fall off, as if something sealed inside was really angered by Zhang Chuxun and wanted to run out.
With a flutter, the falling powder pieces floated in the air one by one, flying higher and higher. The swarms of moths were like flower petals flying all over the sky. It gave a sense of deja vu, as if the villain behind the scenes in a TV series had finally appeared, and it was so gray. One piece, overwhelming, looked quite spectacular.
In a short while, the moths flew away without a trace, leaving only a large white mass of rotten tofu-like snake sloughs entangled in the vines and vines at the feet of the stone statue.
These are the necks of pheasants that are scattered all over the jungle and are piled here.
And the top layer looks very fresh and stuck together. You can smell an indescribable salty smell without getting close, as if you suddenly broke into a slaughterhouse that processes fish at the seaside. The soil in the mire The fishy smell and this contrast make it look fragrant.
The red smoke emitted by Wu Sansheng had almost dissipated. Zhang Zhuoxun checked the direction of the compass again and continued moving around the stone statue.
There are so many stone statues here that it is incredible. Every ten meters or so, a stone statue hidden in the bushes and plant vines will suddenly appear in front of you. It is like a ghost monitoring Zhang Chuxun's every move, which is like a ray of light on your back.
After walking for more than four hours, the ruins were finally left behind. Zhang Zhuxun searched carefully during the process, but never found a can like the one with the little tortoise engraved on it.
The terrain was obviously getting lower and lower, and the surroundings were filled with the sound of waterfalls rushing down and crashing on the rocks. The splashing water poured on people's heads and faces, and they were soaked in a short time.
After walking out of the waterfall, the water vapor filling my eyes finally dissipated.
Zhang Zhu found a slightly flatter stone, took out a set of camouflage jackets from the space and put them on. He didn't have time to dry the wet clothes, so he dug a hole and buried them on the spot.
After eating a box of self-heating rice and taking a short rest to replenish his strength, Zhang Zhuxun stepped into the rainforest again.
It was already past seven o'clock in the afternoon. Although the sun was still hanging in the sky, the temperature in the jungle had dropped, and there was nowhere to go.
Without the moisture, the air around me was damp and cold, and my back began to feel cold involuntarily.
Thick mist rushed out from every corner, and the jungle was shrouded in it, making it look even more cold and strange.
Even if the mist here is not toxic, inhaling it for a long time can be harmful to the human body.
Zhang Zhuxun took out the gas mask from the space and put it on. The fog became thicker and thicker, and it was so white that he couldn't see anything clearly.
Zhang Zhuxun was very glad at this moment that he had given Wu Xiaoxie and his men safety, otherwise, finding people in a jungle with zero visibility would be like finding a needle in a haystack.
Under such an environment, Pan Zi and the others would definitely not take risks and rush forward again. Zhang Zhuxun could already vaguely feel the connection between himself and Ping An Kou.
It's just that I don't know which corner I ran into with Chen Wenjin, and I didn't feel anything along the way.
If I had known that I had left a safety button for Heixiazi, it would have been much easier to find Wu Sansheng and the others.
What a misstep. Zhang Zhuxun was secretly annoyed. The main reason was that Heixiazi was neurotic. When the time comes, Wu Sansheng, the old fox, would be more suspicious of him, and might even regard him as a dangerous person. If it is dealt with, that would be really tragic. Not only do we have to guard against the Wang family, but we also have to guard against the cold arrows from behind.
Putting the messy thoughts behind his mind, Zhang Zhuxun held the captured Tang Dao and waved it in front of him like a blind man's cane to clear the way. In such an environment, his eyes almost became decorations, and night vision was of no use at this time. .
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On the other side, Wu Xiaoxie and the other three, who were tired and tired, found some branches, poured the fuel used in the smokeless stove, and barely lit a fire.
Although Pan Zi was eager, he could only accept his fate in the face of this situation.
"It's impossible to rush to Master San's place as planned. It's such a heavy fog. Even if we don't go around in a circle, we might miss San Master and his camp because we can't see it."
Wu Xiaoxie was completely exhausted and paralyzed. He was leaning against the tree and breathing out his breath half dead. He really suspected that if he kept walking, he might die of exhaustion due to excessive fatigue.
Even when I was trekking up the snow-capped mountains, I had never been so tired. I didn’t expect that this road would not be the most difficult, only the more difficult ones.
"We can only make a mark now and wait for the fog to dissipate a little before moving forward." Pan Zi took out biscuits and cans and baked them around the fire. It was better to eat warm food than iced rice.
After eating, Wu Xiaoxie picked off the blisters on her feet and fell asleep at the urging of the two fat men.
Drowsily, he heard Fatty talking to Pan Zi in a lowered voice. The more they talked, their voices became colder and colder, as if they were about to quarrel.
Wu Xiaoxie felt something in his heart, thinking that at such a critical moment, he must not make any mistakes again.
