Obviously, that river is a big secret of this forest.

Without much hesitation, the group immediately began to move, jumping down the hillside, running briskly into the forest, and then following the trees to the place where they had walked.

Only when you are in this land can you really feel how much damage that strange rain has brought to this place.

Walking in the woods, Qingtian could almost faintly hear the wailing of those trees, and although it was a manifestation of her spell improvement, Qingtian was not in the slightest bit happy.

Some of the lush trees turned black, some became distorted, and it only took a glance to tell that this was not human.

And the water that gathered together flowed so fast that a few people could barely keep up on a sunny day, but wherever they passed, they would leave a scorched black mark, which invisibly helped a few people on a sunny day.

Unlike the previous journey, because they did not know the relationship between the water and the river, and did not know when the water would be caught up by the golden sun, the people of Qingtian almost did not stop, and followed the water closely until it was dark again, and they finally saw the river.

It was very different from the scene two days ago, the narrow river was now wide and surging, and the yellow muddy water was tumbling in it, and from time to time you could see the white bones that had been stirred up.

A few people stood here, not knowing what to do.

The water did get into the river, but they didn't know what was going to happen when they got in.

Because as far as their observation is concerned, on weekdays, there are animals coming to this river to drink, which means that this river is not harmful on weekdays.

But if there is an explanation for those who died at the bottom of the river, it can only be explained that they were killed by the same rain, and after the rainstorm the rain fell silent, and their bones remained here forever.

"It's not that simple. Wu Qingqiu suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Xiao Qingtian's speculation.

"You see, this rainwater, when it mixes into the river, it doesn't flow anymore. Wu Qingqiu pointed to the surface of the river, and several people realized that the river water was just making an illusion of flowing, but in fact, they were like water in a basin, at this time it was just someone shaking the basin, and in essence, they were still a pool of stagnant water.

But two days ago, the clear river was indeed flowing.

Several people fell silent.

"Let's stop here now, it's getting dark, I'm afraid of danger. After a moment of silence, the demon asked.

Qing Tian looked at the sky, and it was indeed noon after the previous rain, and they followed the water until they got here, and it happened to be dark. After that rain, I don't know what other changes will happen in this forest, and in the night, it is indeed not suitable to act on your own.

But after that rain, several people did not dare to spend the night in the trees.

It's just that...... In such a wilderness, it seems that it is not safe to spend the night on the ground.

In the end, Qing Tian made a few hammocks out of red thread again, and still slept in mid-air, but this time, they didn't dare to stay at that high place anymore.

The first time he went up to mid-air, Feiying seemed very excited, lying on the edge of the hammock, whining in his throat, and finally Xiaobai persuaded it funny, and a tiger and a mouse swayed in the hammock for a while before falling asleep.

"I hope everyone can have a good night's sleep tonight!" said Qingtian and went to sleep.

After the events of the day, of course, everyone did not dare to sleep without scruples like the day before, and this time, a vigil was arranged.

The first one is Xiao Low, then there is Demon Question, and then there is Qingtian and Wu Qingqiu.

But even if it was the vigil, Xiao Low was sitting in the hammock, boredom and shaking, although the air was much moister after the heavy rain, but the earthy smell was also very obvious.

Thinking of this, Xiao Low frowned, he has always liked rainy days.

It's just that due to the special climate of the Borderlands, he basically didn't go through any rainy days, but in the depths of his memory, there was a heavy rain, which was deeply seared into his memory.

……

It was a heavy rain, a small town, an ordinary family.

The night in Aoba Castle is not as peaceful as it is during the day, and recently a gang of murderous thieves has been rampaging in the Borderlands, and just two days ago, they visited Aoba Castle.

On the first day, these men killed twelve people in the dark, and hung the twelve corpses neatly at the city gate before dawn, and those who died had a penetrating smile on their lips.

The right wrist was cut with a small cross, these twelve people, it can be said that all of them died of blood, because of the lack of blood, the twelve corpses shook in the wind like dry corpses, and many people did not dare to look at it again with just one glance.

Before his mother could cover his eyes, he saw one of the corpses purr his eyes twice, and then looked at him with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked—as if locked.

"Mother, that man is not dead!" he removed his mother's hand from his eyes, and pointed to the twelve dried corpses on the city gate in the crowd.

The people were in an uproar.

But no one believed him, not even his own mother, who picked him up, walked away from the crowd quickly, and scolded as he went: "Don't talk nonsense, children!"

And he didn't know it at the time, just because of this sentence, he ruined his ordinary but happy home.

Before they could get out of the crowd, they were stopped.

A child two or three years older than himself was holding his chest and looking at him coldly, and standing behind him was a tower-like bodyguard.

Although the child's expression was fierce and terrifying, his first thought was: How can the little young master, who everyone fears, look so good-looking.

When Wu Qingqiu was a child, he had a bit of a mother's appearance, with slender eyes, upturned corners, delicate facial features but not feminine. If you don't prepare mentally in advance, it's easy to be attracted by his appearance, and forget that this good-looking and beautiful child is the bully young master who everyone gets and blames.

He cowered and hid behind his mother, who was also a little trembling, but did not hesitate to stop the child who was walking towards him.

"What's the matter, just ask. The mother was respectful, but her tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

Wu Qingqiu ignored it, but he didn't fight and kill without saying a word as rumored. He paced with graceful and steady steps, and approached Xiao Low, who was still very young at that time: "Tell me what you see." ”

He was not as scared as he imagined, Xiao Low coughed lightly, and said softly: "The one on the edge, I saw his eyes move, and he smiled at me." ”