This mountain has already been burned once. It would be too pitiful to be bombed again.
Of course, the most important thing is that this may hurt themselves.
"I don't think so." Qin Yin touched his chin.
"Sister Xiaoyin is right." Xiaolan also touched her chin.
"I thought of a way," the fool clasped his hands together, "let Xiaoyin use her ability to get in."
Drill into the rock?
A fool will always have inspiration on how to make Qin Yin die.
Before Qin Yin could speak, Wen Ling raised his hands in fear.
"Wen Ling only knows that there is a door below, but doesn't know the specific location yet," the Taoist priest explained. "If Xiaoyin is allowed to risk going in, it is very likely..."
It is very likely that Qin Yin will directly turn into a fossil.
When everyone was at a loss what to do, the sky gradually turned dark. It was obviously the brightest moment at two o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was as dark as day and night.
There was still dull thunder roaring in the sky. Luo Jiutian's eyes moved from the cliff to the sky. He looked at the sky and said jokingly, "Don't tell me, this environment and atmosphere really seem to be some kind of ominous sign."
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"In mystery novels, this kind of weather is the most suitable for murder." Qin Yin said while chewing a biscuit.
Everyone laughed.
Baomu also laughed, but after a while, the smile solidified on his face.
Xiaolan saw Baomu's ears move.
"Wait a minute," Baomu suddenly raised his voice, "Everyone, please be quiet for a while."
The talking suddenly stopped, and the sound of wind and thunder covered it.
"Listen -" Baomu raised his ears in one direction.
Everyone also started to listen.
The others frowned and shook their heads, probably not catching any strange sounds.
Xiaolan held her breath.
Although Baomu's keen sensory ability derived from the body itself cannot be copied by Xiaolan, the absorption and learning day after day have indeed made Xiaolan's senses more accessible.
She heard, not far away, a faint human voice seemed to be coming from the front.
The wind was so loud that all sounds were blurred.
What are you talking about...
"It's not good!" Baomu's pupils suddenly widened, "Someone is asking for help!"
Help?
"Are they the Porsche guys?" Luo Jiutian asked.
"It's possible," Baomu raised his finger, "It's just ahead, a few hundred meters away."
"I guess something happened," the fool became serious, turned around and asked Baomu, "How many people screamed?"
"one."
"One? Did that person go up the mountain by himself?"
"No," Baomu shook his head, "There are three people's scents, but only one person is screaming. It's a woman's voice."
Everyone hesitated and looked at the Taoist priest together.
The Taoist priest asked them, "What do you think?"
"How about we go over and take a look?"
As soon as Xiaolan's words came out, his companions all agreed.
"We can split up," the fool suggested. "Girls wait here while boys go and take a look."
"No, we can't separate," the Taoist priest flatly refused, "Let's do this, let's make a mark here."
Wen Ling donated the red bow he used to tie his hair, and the fool hung it on the highest branch. After doing this, everyone ran over in the direction pointed by Bao Mu.
The howling wind in the mountain forest is getting stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, an evil wind passed across the cliff. The evil wind was like a hand with consciousness, accurately passing over the tallest tree branch and breaking apart the bow tightly wrapped around the branch. The red
The bow knot seemed to have really turned into a butterfly dancing wildly in the wind. It was swept by the evil wind and disappeared in the dense forest after a while.
As everyone ran in the dark jungle, the sounds in Xiaolan's ears became clearer and clearer. After a while, almost everyone heard the heart-rending screams coming from the distance.
After bypassing several tall bushes, the picture finally appeared in front of them.
A man pushed a girl to the ground. The man held the girl's long hair in his left hand and held up a sharp knife in his right hand. The girl desperately held the man's hand holding the knife with both hands, trying her best to prevent the cold blade from falling on her.
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"Help! -" The girl's voice was hoarse, "Help! Help! -"
The fool rushed forward, raised his legs, and the man flew out diagonally.
Qin Yin and Wen Ling hurried over to help the girl up. The girl's appearance was very delicate and beautiful. Her long straight black hair was now messy, with branches and grass blades mixed in the hair. The girl was crying like rain,
It looked extremely miserable.
Fool and Luo Jiutian subdued the attacker. Fool grabbed the man's wrist with one hand and carried him over like a piece of garbage.
"Are you okay?" Xiaolan squatted next to the girl and asked, "What's going on?"
Baomu and the Taoist priest stood in the middle. Baomu frowned and looked around, his face full of confusion.
"I...I..." the girl sobbed and said intermittently, "He wants to kill...kill me..."
The fool asked the man to stand up straight, "You want to kill her?"
The man kept his head lowered and couldn't see the expression on his face, but judging from the quality of the sports suit he was wearing, he was probably the owner of the Porsche down the mountain.
The girl was also wearing a sports suit of the same brand. She was sitting weakly on the ground, with tears on her face not drying up, and looking at the man timidly with her big eyes.
"What is your relationship?" the Taoist priest asked the girl, "Is that car at the bottom of the mountain yours?"
"Yes... it's mine," the girl's eyes moved to the Taoist priest. She trembled and then said, "He and I... he is my boyfriend."
They are indeed a couple.
"What are you doing here?" Luo Jiutian asked, crossing his arms.
"We are here...to play." The girl lowered her head slightly.
"What's fun here?" Qin Yin looked disgusted, "A bunch of broken mountains."
The girl raised her hand to wipe her tears and said nothing.
Wen Ling squatted on the right side of the girl, tilted his head, and stared into the girl's eyes motionlessly.
"Why did he want to kill you?" the fool asked the girl.
"I...I don't know..." Tears of grievance burst out again, and the girl's crying voice returned, "It was fine at first, but then...he suddenly..."
Wen Ling seemed to have discovered something. She silently retracted the arm holding the girl's back, stood up with some hesitation, and stood next to Bao Mu, who was also full of doubts.
"Is he suddenly going to kill you?" the fool was puzzled.
"Yes, it was very sudden." The girl took the tissue handed over by Xiaolan, "We were talking at the time, and his eyes suddenly changed, and then he took out the knife... It was like he was possessed by a demon.