Nurda says bugs don't like water, so it's unlikely that they'll burrow into the lake.

In addition to this small low hill in the backyard, there is a higher hillside three kilometers away.

Fan Wujiang hasn't been there yet, so he's not familiar with it, and he walks over quickly with two long legs. So it was agreed that Fan Wujiang would search the nearby low mountain, and the leg spirit would go to the faraway one.

Acting separately, Fan Wujiang began to search the mountain.

The mountains and forests at night still have some infiltrating feelings, but maybe because his father and Uncle Qian were buried on the mountain, Fan Wujiang didn't feel anything terrible.

From time to time, there was a sound of rustling in the mountains and forests, which was made by the reclusive beast.

The Hidden Beast itself is not very sensitive to smell, but Teng Taishan has no better choice, and the group of bubbles who know that they don't even have a nose, let alone hope for it.

There was no direction, Fan Wujiang could only search all the way to the top of the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, holding a mobile phone for lighting in one hand, and picking up a firewood stick with the other hand and rummaging around on the ground.

He also knew that it was unlikely that he would find it on his own, that is, by chance.

The carpet searched up in a circle, and when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Fan Wujiang began to gasp. Looking at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning. After a short rest, continue to search the upper floor.

From time to time, there were retreating beasts jumping out of the soil, and at first they were frightened, but at this time, Fan Wujiang had completely adapted to the elusiveness of these little guys.

Some of the places where the Desert Beast passed had been dug out of small holes, and he didn't pay attention to it, because if the insects were hiding there, the Deserter would have found it long ago.

At four o'clock in the morning, Fan Wujiang climbed to the top of the mountain out of breath. At this time, he realized that even the Escaped Beasts were gone. Every living being has a time to rest, and it is impossible to move endlessly.

In the dark world, it seemed that he was the only one left, and the surroundings were so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

When he found the top of the mountain, he was already tired. Leaning on the big pine tree, sitting in front of the grave of my father and Uncle Qian, I began to regret why I didn't bring a bottle to drink, and my dry mouth and eyes were on fire at this moment.

He didn't dare to say that he had already turned over the entire low mountain, but it was about the same, and he had basically found all the ground that could be turned over. Nurdabi scratched the size of the insect, as long as Fan Wujiang's half-amputated arm, and as thick as his calf.

So, what kind of bug is this, the king of insects is almost the same.

After asking clearly, he dared to go up the mountain, and Nurda said that the insects are not poisonous and will not attack people, anyway, according to the leg spirit, it is a gentle and lovely big baby.

As for why it is a baby, Nurda can't explain it clearly, only saying that it is important to the owner.

In the backyard, in the rolling mountains in the distance of this fragment of space, there is a place called Worm Valley.

At this time of year, Nurda goes to the Worm Valley to look for this bug. He said that the bug he found this year was particularly large, more than a dozen times larger than in previous years.

No matter how much more, Nurda will not know what to ask.

Fan Wujiang gasped for breath, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and straightened out his thoughts.

It's impossible for this crawling creature to stay in one place, so you have to find it as soon as possible. And in the entire backyard, apart from this low hill, only the slope where Nurda went to find remained.

There is basically no possibility that the worm will escape back to the Worm Valley on its own, because the mirror lake is disconnected from the distant mountains and the near place, and if you want to return to the worm valley, you must pass through the vast lake.

I believe that Nurda has a very high understanding of the treasures that he has to cross the lake to find every year, at least he can't be wrong because he doesn't like water.

It seems that only hope can be placed on Nurda. I hope the leg spirit can catch the worm back, otherwise the old man will be uncomfortable again tomorrow.

After the rest, Fan Wujiang was about to get up and go down the mountain, when he heard a slight rustling sound behind the two small pyramid-shaped tombs.

He took his phone and looked at it, but he didn't see the Escape Beast.

However, he suddenly sensed that something seemed to be wrong, and then he smelled a smell of alcohol.

The old man poured a glass of wine for his father and Uncle Qian at that time, and he clearly remembered that the wine was full in front of the tomb, but at this time the two wine cups were empty.

Fan Wujiang felt something strange in his heart, and looked around the tomb, but he didn't find anything strange.

Was it stolen by the Retreat Beast? No, I didn't see the little ones go to the backyard barn to steal the old man's wine to drink.

However, Teng Taishan told him that there were other creatures in the backyard, but he couldn't see them for the time being. Could it be another creature?

But I have already searched all this small mountain, not to mention the running on the ground, even the forest birds have not seen a single one.

Thinking about it, Fan Wujiang suddenly felt a little cold behind him.

Of course, he is not afraid of the ghosts of his father or Uncle Qian or anything, not to mention whether there are ghosts in this world, even if there are, what are his relatives to be afraid of.

He struck the ground with a stick: "Come out! I see you, come out." ”

The bubbles and the reclusive beasts seemed to be able to understand simple speech, and as for other unknown creatures, Fan Wujiang didn't know the bottom in his heart.

It's too quiet, and a few shouts are to give yourself courage.

At this moment, there was a slight rustling sound.

Fan Wujiang's hair began to tingle a little. Not to mention, it's really a little panicked.

"Come out, come out, I really see you. ”

The more scared I became, the more I couldn't stop making a sound, as if this would alleviate the fear in my heart.

Babbling, burping...

It's like a hiccup, it's soft, and the tail note is long. This was accompanied by a not-so-strong smell of alcohol.

At the same time, it seems that I smelled the strange fishy smell in the backyard before.

Fan Wujiang swallowed his saliva and tightened the wooden stick in his hand to give himself courage.

At this time, the phone emits a low battery tone. The flashlight function was turned on for four or five hours when it was fully charged, and it couldn't hold it anymore at this point.

"What's the situation!" Fan Wujiang looked at the phone sadly, and after flashing, the flashlight automatically went out.

Fortunately, it is not too desperate, it has not been completely shut down, and it is still holding on to the last 5% of the battery, exuding a very faint light.

Belch...

Another slight hiccups. Again, there is still a smell of alcohol.

It's a smelly sound!

Fan Wujiang shook his head, the brightness of the mobile phone at this time was no longer enough for him to see the surroundings clearly.

Determined that he could not find any creatures, he decided to hurry down the mountain. I don't know if Nurda is back, but if he does, I'll take him with me to come up and have a look.

I always feel weird, but I can't see it at all. In this case, it is even more disgusting.

When Fan Wujiang went up the mountain, he was in a gyroscope-shaped search mode around the mountain, and when he went down the mountain, he rushed down the stone steps directly.

Maybe I really felt scared, and I flew up with a smoke, and I felt a little heavy on my body, as if I was carrying a hiking bag.

When I came to the backyard, I glanced at it, but I didn't see Nurda, and I guess I didn't come back on the other side of the hill.

Fan Wujiang pushed the door into the house, tiptoed upstairs and returned to his small room, patted his throbbing chest, and poured a full glass of water. This is a sigh of relief and relief.

Covered in sweat and mud, he decided to wash up first.

When he took off his coat, he found that the heaviness he felt just now was not an illusion caused by nervousness, but the thin coat was actually heavy as if it had been soaked in water.

"It's weird!" Fan Wujiang muttered to himself in confusion, rummaging through his clothes.

There was a 'thud' like something had fallen to the floor.

Then, Fan Wujiang was dumbfounded.

I saw that on the floor, a golden light was almost as long as his arm and calf......