Ah Zhen nodded, "Two men, wearing black clothes, and a woman wearing a white skirt, it should be white..."
"Where is the other one?" Baomu asked quickly.
"Is there another one?" Ah Zhen frowned and slowly shook his head, "I only saw three. Are there four of them in total?"
Ah Zhen couldn't see the appearance of the fourth person either.
Baomu sighed softly, "Yes, there are at least four of them, and the boy was killed by the fourth person."
"Then he is the most dangerous?" Ah Zhen understood instantly.
"Not only that," Baomu pressed his temples, "I always feel as if...as if I have met that person. That person should be an acquaintance...but...sss-"
Bao Mu closed his eyes in pain. He felt that the blood vessels on his temples were beating, as if something inside was about to wake up.
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay..." Baomu shook his head hard twice, "By the way, I heard Xiaolan's voice in my dream."
When I thought of Xiaolan, the pain in my temples slowly subsided.
"Xiaolan? Did you dream about Xiaolan?"
"I don't know what happened, but... I seemed to hear Xiaolan say something to me."
"What did you say?"
"I didn't hear you clearly," Baomu said frankly, taking his hands off his hands, "but I feel that Xiaolan may not be dead yet."
Even Ah Zhen said with great certainty, "She is not someone who can die easily at first glance."
Xiaolan sneezed under a distant tree, picked up a leaf from the ground, rubbed it, and then walked forward in the dark.
The two waited until the surrounding trees returned to calm, then walked out from behind the slope.
When they stay by each other's side, they both feel a huge sense of security.
"Be careful..." Ah Zhen pushed aside the branches in front of him, "The four catfish are not the only ones who are dangerous here."
Baomu looked at Ah Zhen's lean arms and legs. With such a thin body, he actually ran so fast with him on his back just now. He was like the second idiot brother...
"I thanked you for your hard work just now," Baomu finally remembered to say thanks, "If you hadn't carried me and ran with you, I would have been a sieve by now."
"Why are you being so polite?" Ah Zhen smiled and joked, "I'll run with you on my back, and the arrows just can't hit me."
Eh?
Baomu raised his right hand to sweep away the branches and leaves in front of him. With a glance from the corner of his eye, he found that his sleeve wrapped around the wound started to bleed again.
"It's strange," Baomu opened his sleeve and checked the wound, "Why is there so much blood?"
The shallow scratch on his arm did not cause Baomu too much pain. The skin at the edge of the wound had turned slightly white, and it looked like the bleeding had stopped.
"What's wrong?" Ah Zhen stopped and turned around to ask.
"It's okay, it's okay." Baomu re-bandaged the wound and followed.
When it got dark, the two of them happened to come to an area with a relatively open view. This open space was surrounded by a circle of tall trees. The dense tree cover grew entangled in mid-air, creating a natural roof for the open space.
There are still a few clusters of dry fallen leaves on the ground, which is a very suitable place to rest.
The two piled fluffy fallen leaves next to the tree trunk at the edge of the clearing.
"You should rest first," Baomu said to Ah Zhen, who was sitting next to him, "I have slept for several times, and I can't sleep now."
Ah Zhen was tired after a whole day. He nodded, leaned against the tree trunk, and fell asleep soon after.
Baomu looked alone at the jungle that became increasingly weird in the middle of the night and sighed.
In fact, he was a little afraid to fall asleep.
The bone disk is still in his arms. If it takes him into a dream again, he doesn't know if he can wake up this time.
Fortunately, I am indeed not sleepy.
The night wind passed by, bringing rustling sounds deep in the jungle, and the branches outlined various weird limb shapes, just like countless monsters stretching their limbs wantonly.
Ah Zhen's even breathing brought Bao Mu a sense of comfort. After having a master, the Son of Light was no longer afraid of the night. He was now lying obediently in the middle of Bao Mu's clothes, sleeping soundly.
Even if you can't resist threats, the existence of your companions is a sense of security in itself.
And what is Xiaolan doing now without a companion?
Baomu's thoughts were wandering. I don't know how long it had passed, but Baomu had already begun to think about what he would do first after leaving the game. At this time, a voice in the forest interrupted his wandering.
Click.
Baomu looked in the direction of the sound.
The muscles all over his body tensed up, and he grabbed A Zhen's shoulder with his right hand, ready to shake him awake at any time.
It sounded like a branch breaking.
But I didn't smell any stranger's scent. Could it be... just the wind?
Rustling... rustling...
Click!
Another sound!
This time the voice changed direction, and Baomu turned his head and looked over.
In the darkness, only the bare branches swayed in the wind.
Nothing.
Is it my own imagination?
"Azhen, Azhen, wake up..." Baomu decided to wake up his companion first, "Hurry up..."
Ah Zhen woke up almost instantly, and his eyes quickly changed from confusion to sharpness.
"They're coming?"
"No, no one is approaching," Baomu lowered his voice, "I think there is something weird about this forest."
"forest?"
"Yes, listen..."
The two held their breath and listened quietly to everything around them.
Click...
Click...
The sound of branches breaking sounded from all directions.
Ah Zhen and Bao Mu stood up and looked around cautiously.
A low roar erupted from Baomu's arms, and the Son of Light woke up at some point. It suddenly jumped from Baomu's arms to the ground, with the black hair on its neck standing up, and pointed at the darkness.
The jungle shows its (not particularly sharp) teeth.
Baomu and Ah Zhen looked at each other.
As a creature living in this world, the Son of Light reacting like this shows that there is indeed something strange around it.
However, due to the obstruction of the tree cover above their heads, the moonlight could not reach them, so the Sons of Light's armor only had a faint layer and had almost no deterrent effect.
The two of them clung to the big tree behind them and watched its changes.
Bao Mu felt A Zhen poke his lower back.
"What's wrong?" Baomu turned his head and asked.
Ah Zhen turned his head back, "Ah? What?"
Maybe he touched it accidentally.
Baomu shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay."
After saying that, the two of them dispersed their gaze and continued to stare at their surroundings.
Bao Mu felt A Zhen poke him again.
What's going on?
He frowned and was about to say something when the roaring Son of Light suddenly turned around and roared fiercely at them.