When the blue sparrow heard the howls of wolves one after another around him, he almost thought he had been discovered.
But he soon gave up this idea.
He tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand, tried hard to hold his breath, and carefully glanced at a hunchback crawling in front of him - since this sensitive magical creature was still catching insects from the waterweed it lived in.
, then the wolf monsters must still keep a safe distance from him.
There is no doubt about this.
Just like its name, the Bowtruckle is a magical creature belonging to the class of magical creatures, the Bowtruckle. It has a very famous distant relative - the Bowtruckle. Similar to its distant relatives, the Bowtruckle is also a temperament.
A gentle little creature, it looks like a few randomly tangled aquatic plants and duckweeds. It likes to live among the aquatic plants and feeds on fleas, tadpoles, mosquito and fly larvae, etc. on the surface of the water. If there is any threat to their lives,
When someone approaches, these sensitive little beings will immediately shrink into a ball and hide deep in the water plants. They will remain motionless and can remain in a stalemate for months.
The reason why the blue sparrow didn't disturb these little guys was because he still had the ointment he applied before entering the hunting ground, which could block the wizard's breath and make other creatures think he was just a large stone.
However, these cover-up methods inexplicably lost their effect in front of those wolf monsters, resulting in the young swordsman being hunted by the monsters in an embarrassing situation.
The blue tit is now hiding in a puddle.
It is said to be a puddle, but actually based on the amount of water, it can be called a small lake. However, the lake is too small, less than two meters in diameter, and is covered with a thick layer of water plants, making it particularly inconspicuous.
So a few minutes ago, the young swordsman accidentally stepped on the air and fell into this puddle, only to discover that there was another cave here.
The smooth stone wall starts from the pit mouth and extends to the inward concave area, all the way to the place where the light cannot reach - it feels like a large urn with a small mouth - the dark water bottom is scattered with many luminous stones.
, replacing the sunlight above the head, providing precious light for this 'small lake world', nourishing the strange life at the bottom of the lake.
For example, wen stingray, henggong fish, eel fish, waterweed hunchback, grindylow, he even saw a random fish when he just fell into the water - this gave the young swordsman some ominous premonitions in his heart.
For wizards, eating strange fish like Ran Yiyu, which is said to be able to prevent disasters, is also the source of disaster. There is an unverified but widely circulated saying that if a person sees Ran Yiyu,
If the fish is left behind, but if you catch it and eat it, then this person will be in bad luck.
Who would have thought that there would be a Ran Yi fish in such a puddle?!
The young swordsman thought gloomily - he would rather meet a few more Grindylows and break their bones than see Ran Yiyu at this time - thinking of this, his mood became worse.
I felt dull and suddenly felt that the air in my alveoli was not enough.
As a swordsman, he has nothing but a sword. There is no Dharma book, no magic potion, no crystal ball for divination, no Tarot cards, and even the talismans in his pocket that were thrown away before.
Zheng Qing stuffed it into him before leaving.
Therefore, after falling into the water, he had no gilly grass in his pocket, no book to use the head soaking spell, and no water-proof beads sewn on his robe. The only way to keep him under the water was the most primitive way of holding his breath.
.
If you are holding your breath, you will naturally need to breathe.
A few tiny bubbles popped up from the corner of Lan Que's mouth. He gently slid the long sword, and slowly floated to the surface with the bubbles. He raised his head, only two nostrils were exposed, and slowly exhaled all the waste gas in his lungs.
Then slowly take in the fresh air outside.
After taking a breath, the young swordsman hesitated for a moment and did not sink immediately. Instead, he turned sideways, slightly exposed his ears, and listened to the surroundings under the cover of water plants.
Then, he heard the howls of the wolf monsters suddenly burst out one after another.
The young swordsman's heart sank, thinking that he had been discovered.
But he quickly realized that the first wolf howl was sharp and short, as if it was interrupted for some reason, giving people the feeling of an abrupt end.
The other howls that followed seemed long, loud, and orderly, as if they were greeting each other or conveying some message.
Lan Que patiently listened to the sounds coming from outside, and found that the howls of the wolves were getting farther and farther away from him as time passed, and he suddenly had some guesses in his heart.
In this hunting ground, in this vicinity, the only thing that can make these wolf demons give up the flesh and blood of this wizard is the temptation of more wizard flesh.
"It's time to go back."
The young swordsman thought this, slowly surfaced from the water, and looked around cautiously.
The tall yellow-backed grasses undulated gently in the breeze, and there was no movement except for the whistling sound among the grass blades. A few hungry birds jumped around quickly among the grass stems, pecking at the grass that had just been planted.
Aphid larvae starting to waddle.
Even if nothing unusual was found, the blue bird still waited for the howling of the wolves to get farther and more active small animals around it, before slowly crawling out of the puddle and quietly submerging into the tall yellow-backed grassland.
, sneaking away in the direction of the hunting team.
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When the howls of the wolf demons sounded everywhere, Zheng Qing immediately remembered the message sent back by the blue bird, and suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
"With this number of screams... I'm afraid this group of wolf monsters must number a hundred!" Zhang Jixin swallowed hard.
"According to the swordsman's letter, the number must be more than a hundred."
Zheng Qing had a stern look on his face and quickly ordered: "Fat Lan, if you are quick, go to the forest and pull some wood to help build a simple fortification on this hill."
"Understood." Big Blue agreed in a muffled voice. He suddenly stood up and ran towards the road he came from. The ground buzzed with his footsteps.
"The doctor is responsible for vigilance and divination."
"Elder, protect me and the doctor... I need to construct a new protective talisman array as soon as possible."
"Can your spirit still bear it?" Xiao Xiao suddenly raised his head and glanced at Zheng Qing silently: "From the beginning to now, not counting those spells, you have used more than fifty talismans in half a day.
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"I can still hold on." Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously, rubbed his swollen temples, and looked up at Zhang Jixin: "It's just that when the wolves come, the fight will be left to you and Fatty.
Now. I need to take a rest in the back."
"That's right!" Zhang Jixin patted his chest vigorously and shouted angrily: "If you can't kill a six or seven-meter-tall monkey, you can't beat the tofu waist of these puppies!"