Deep in the jungle, hut.

In other words, there should have been a cabin here.

The rockery collapsed, the asparagus withered,

The original elegant decorations had completely disappeared, as if they were just a dream.

The only ones that are there are dozens of reverse crosses.

There are heads one after another stuck on the cross.

They vary in age and gender, some are rotten and others are extremely fresh.

If you have to find something similar...

At this moment, these heads' eyes widened and the corners of their mouths raised.

Children, men, girls, old people.

The pale faces wrinkled at the same time, crying like children crying at night.

Then black mist rose from their rotting features, turning into crawling illusory babies one after another.

The baby seemed to be avoiding something and specifically gave up the middle area.

On the ground there, black palm prints can be seen appearing and disappearing.

It seems like something is lingering there.

The pollution index is rising rapidly, and the scalp-numbing cold is spreading everywhere.

"Wow…"

The crying grew louder and louder.

No matter who looks at it, this is a forbidden area that must not be set foot in.

As long as there is nothing wrong with your brain, it is impossible to come here.

But those babies were wandering back and forth at the moment, as if they were waiting for someone.

——

at the same time.

The jungle not far away.

"The direction is correct, we followed the signs all the way."

Willow squinted his eyes and looked at the scratches on the tree.

Three vertical and one horizontal, somewhat like a harpoon.

Judging from the color, it is quite fresh.

"It should be Brother Song."

"Um."

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.

This father seemed to have walked far, far away alone.

"It's probably right in front."

Head Qi Pai shook his head.

The playboy turned over and jumped down, saying thank you by the way.

"I can hear it already."

The fox ears trembled slightly, and Hu Xiaobei took out the two swords.

The sound of a baby crying is annoying.

Although others haven't heard it yet, it is very clear to her.

"The God with a baby head and belly? Wei Shanhe is so proud."

Wang Jin smiled.

He doesn't have that horrible sense of hearing.

However, the slowly beating inspiration warning can already explain...

The station has arrived.

"The ghost blows the lamp and touches it?"

Hu Xiaobei turned to look at Wang Jin and spoke softly.

There are dense woods ahead, so as long as you are careful, hiding your body is not a problem.

"almost."

The young man nodded and shook his head.

The ghost blowing lamp is indeed a good thing.

But it was impossible to completely hide the dozen or so people at the head of the queue, who were three to four meters long.

"I'll do it."

Su Xi took a deep breath and walked in front of everyone with strength.

Her illusion can be adjusted in size, so it won't be a problem to wrap these people inside.

"But I want to ask first."

Su Xi turned to look at Wang Jin and bit her lip gently.

Unlike the drama addict, her thoughts are quite delicate.

From the conversation between Wang Jin and Liu Shu, it is not difficult to guess what is going on here.

"Are you here for the rare objects?"

"Isn't this nonsense?"

Before Wang Jin could respond, Xi Chi interrupted Su Xi's question.

"We came here for this thing too."

"Originally, I planned to work on my own merits, but now it seems..."

The man adjusted his costume and then turned to look at the platoon leaders.

"I'm sure I won't be able to defeat you. Just be a favor, buddy."

"After helping you this time, I met on the battlefield..."

Xi Chi swallowed, and his serious face fell instantly.

"Remember to spare your life, brother."

"puff."

Su Xi couldn't help but laugh, but she also nodded slowly.

It's both emotional and reasonable, and there's no problem with the drama fanatic's suggestions.

Moreover, this guy can openly say things that others are embarrassed to say.

It’s also a skill.

"rest assured."

Wang Jin patted the showman on the shoulder, then turned to look at Su Xi.

They were very helpful along the way.

Although it is semi-mandatory, it is still useful.

As they walked and talked, they soon saw the mist babies wandering back and forth.

Song He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in the distance.

It was a pool of water.

It's quite small, not even much bigger than a washbasin.

But on a tree not far from the pond, there was a crooked harpoon painted in blood.

The harpoon was pointed impartially into the pool.

"Peach Blossom Pond."

The willow tree whispered.

"Chang Tianqing mentioned it, I guess that's where the problem lies."

"Is the water in Peach Blossom Pond a thousand feet deep? That's really difficult."

Wang Jin rubbed his temples and turned to look at Song He.
To be continued...