Si Huanlin.

The mountain forest in front of the mangrove swamp is not large, and the terrain is quite strange.

Because the mangrove swamp is overflowing with miasma all year round, Sihuanlin looks very gloomy and cold.

There are dense banyan trees growing in the forest.

The hundred-year-old banyan tree stands tall in vicissitudes, with a peculiar shape, luxuriant branches and leaves, and a huge crown. The aerial roots that grow on the branches reach down into the soil to form a new trunk and become pillar roots.

The banyan tree is 30 meters tall and extends infinitely in all directions, and the roots and branches of the pillars are intertwined to form a dense jungle, which is quite like a single tree.

Carefully along the way, I finally stepped into the forest of thoughts. The bamboo tube in Jiang Qing's hand was stuffed with all kinds of poisons, and the animal skin bag in Moga's hand also became heavy.

"Passing through the Sihuan Forest, there is a mangrove swamp in front of you." Mocha spoke softly, walking briskly, holding an iron gun in his hand and looking in all directions, not daring to relax in the slightest. This is a very peculiar forest, the slightest carelessness may be lost in it, surrounded by banyan tree pillars and roots, and it is difficult to find the right direction in a short period of time once lost.

Jiang Qing shook his head and sighed: "This thought is very wonderful!" ”

Although it was the first time to step into the Sihuan Forest, Jiang Qing was keenly aware of the strangeness in it, and it was very likely that he would lose his way if he was not careful, which was not good news. No wonder very few people in the tribe are willing to step into the mangrove swamp, except for Cao and Luo Shan when they were in the hollow lake before, the others did not mention that they wanted to go to the mangrove swamp with Jiang Qing, and there were still a lot of cats in it.

"It's weird, we've gotten lost twice before. At that time, there happened to be a falcon here to find the right direction and leave in time, otherwise it would be really a bit of trouble. Maga said cautiously.

Mochayan nodded and spoke: "Follow closely and don't fall behind, the patriarch is worried that someone will lose his way, so he specially asked Hayabusa to lead the way and draw out two routes." As long as you follow these two established routes, you will not lose your way. Once you deviate from the route, it is best not to wander around, otherwise it will be difficult to find someone in the end. ”

This is their personal experience, and the memory is not very good, and no one wants to reminisce it.

"Woo ......"

Suddenly, a choked cry spread.

The four of them suddenly paused and looked at each other speechlessly.

Mocha hurriedly protected Jiang Qing and Bud behind him, exchanged glances with Moga without making a rash move, held his breath, and listened attentively to the direction from which the sound came.

"Crying?" Jiang Qing frowned.

Mocha nodded lightly and said suspiciously: "It's like a child's crying, this matter is quite strange, don't say that people are even birds and beasts." How can there be a child crying in this place? ”

When the words fell, the faces of the four people were ugly.

If it is not a child's cry, what would it be?

In an instant, countless possibilities crossed the hearts of the four of them, and they were deadlocked, and no one took half a step forward.

"Gollum!" Bud couldn't help but swallow her saliva, a trace of horror flashing through her cold eyes. Quietly raised his head, glanced at Jiang Qing and whispered, "Jiang Qing, what do you say is the matter with this cry?" ”

The sobbing sound was intermittent, drifting with the wind over the entire Sihuan Forest.

Jiang Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, licked her dry soft lips, and snorted her lips for a long time. At this moment, she has a lot of memories of ghosts in her heart, the descendants of Yan and Huang with a history of more than 5,000 years in China, she always feels that ghosts don't seem to be groundless, although she is not afraid, but she is somewhat in awe.

"Mocha, how much do you know about this?" Jiang Qing pretended to be calm.

Although I really want to comfort myself with just the sound of the wind as a gimmick, but this crying sound is close to my ears at first glance, like crying, which is like the so-called wind sound?

Mocha was inexplicably a little nervous, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't heard this cry before. ”

Behind him, Maga shook his head quickly to show his innocence.

"Mocha." Jiang Qing shouted softly, "Why don't we go over and have a look?" ”

Listening to the crying sound in the wind, Jiang Qing was faintly worried, Xu is heart has become very soft as a mother, especially this voice sounds very soft and glutinous, as if the child has been wronged, secretly hiding and sobbing in a low voice. It tastes very uncomfortable.

Mocha hesitated, his face was embarrassed: "The source of the sound is far away, deviating from the established route, and if we look for it, we are likely to lose our way in Sihuanlin, and we may not even be able to get out at that time." ”

In this case, Mocha clearly disagrees with the search for the source of the sound.

"Mocha is right, the sound source is still some distance away from us, and it is likely to deviate from the course." Magayan sù Dao.

This is not the time for willfulness.

Jiang Qing groaned and asked, "How far are you to reach the Mangrove Swamp?" ”

"It's coming." Mocha glanced at the signpost and replied.

Jiang Qing was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Let's go-"

She had no right to be willful, and although it was uncomfortable to listen to the voice, she couldn't help but consider what Mocha meant. It's not clear whether it's friend or foe, it's too dangerous to rush forward, this is the boundary of Snow Dragon Ridge, and it has the title of Jedi here.

"Wait-" Suddenly, Bud exclaimed, "Look, are these children's footprints?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Qing and the others hurriedly looked down at the ground. But I saw that the ground was covered with dead leaves, and a line of messy footprints stretched forward, the footprints were very small, obviously the footprints the size of Wolf Rui, barefoot. There are no birds or beasts in the forest, and the footprints look very fresh, as if they fell not long ago.

"Could it be that there really be tribes living in the depths of the mangrove swamp?" Maga was shocked.

Mocha frowned, the situation was not optimistic, and hesitated: "Could the owner of this footprint be the owner of this cry?" "There are no rivers and lakes in the forest, and there are no fish to make trouble. If this cry was not the work of a beast, there was only one possibility, and this man came from the depths of the mangrove swamp.

Just, is this possible?

"To go or not to go?" Jiang Qing muttered.

I was quite entangled in my heart, and this time I went to the mangrove swamp to find out the situation. However, when it came to the end, she couldn't help but hesitate, took a few deep breaths, raised her eyes and said, "Go and see, the buds are sprinkled with medicinal powder along the road, and we will follow the sound source to see what it is?" ”

Now that she has made up her mind, Jiang Qing simply no longer hesitates.

The three of them nodded, and Bud took out a special medicinal powder from his waist, this thing is not easy to get, and it can be used to track it if it is spilled. It wasn't overkill, he carefully guarded his weapon in front of him, shifted his course, and walked towards the constant crying voice.

The closer I got, the more nervous and nervous I felt.

Bud couldn't help but stretch out her hand and clutch the corner of Jiang Qing's clothes tightly, her flickering eyes revealing the worry in her heart at this moment. Obviously, Rao is bud usually looks indifferent, and she is still a little woman in her heart. Mocha needed to be on guard, but she didn't dare to disturb, so she had to reach out and grab Jiang Qing beside her and chat for comfort.

"Don't worry." Jiang Qing said warmly.

A calm tone, with a calm persistence.

With a crisp and melodious voice, it is easy to convince what she said.

Not only did the buds unload their worries, but even the mocha and moga relaxed a lot.