The little boy was lying on the edge of the cliff, his head poking out, and he heard the baby's cry in the swamp at the bottom of the cliff. The swamp was gloomy, and the sunlight seemed to cut it off. The little boy could faintly see a huge water lily floating in the swamp, and a shadow on the water lily was slowly moving.

The little boy was half overjoyed. Glad that my brother was still alive, the soft swamp and lush water lilies caught my brother who fell to the bottom of the cliff, but I was also horrified of how frightened and helpless my brother was when he fell from the cliff. He regretted leaving his brother home alone.

Following the stout vines that grew on the cliff, the little boy climbed to the bottom of the cliff. This isn't the first time he's climbed off a cliff. The little boy used to look for his missing best friend Little Yellow Chicken here. He heard the call of "chirping" from the swamp at the bottom of the cliff, climbed down to the middle of the cliff, and looked up to find the little yellow chicken standing on the edge of the cliff. The stone under his feet suddenly loosened, and the little boy's eyes went dark, and he fell with the rocks. When he woke up, he found himself miraculously lying on the path by the edge of the cliff, and the little yellow chicken was "chirping" around him. He thought he had a ridiculous dream.

Despite the rocks and thorns on the cliff face, the little boy climbed to the bottom of the cliff with ease. It's a different world. The miasma is swirling, obscuring the sky and the sun, like night. The little boy lost his bearings, but saw a crescent moon hanging in the sky. He was full of doubts, wasn't it the scorching sun when he climbed down from the edge of the cliff?

The moonlight is peaceful and paradoxical. Taking advantage of the moonlight, the little boy could see that on the smooth stone in the middle of the cliff, two eye-catching big red characters were written from top to bottom, "Tugan". The little boy was puzzled, "Who gave this cliff such a strange name?"

On the lotus leaves not far away, the cry of the shadow became louder and clearer. The swamp was deep and shallow, bubbling and smoking, separating the little boy from the water lilies.

The cliffs on both sides of the swamp are smooth and rounded, and there are no vines growing and hanging. The little boy tried to hold on to the cliff tightly, and the calluses on his hands opened like a suction cup between the gecko's toes, holding him firmly on the smooth cliff. The little boy was overjoyed that he could crawl freely on the cliff as he pleased.

He crawled like a rampaging crab near the lotus leaves. The suction cups between the fingers are still firmly attached to the cliff face. He tugged his palm outward, but he didn't move. He kicked his legs against the cliff, trying to tear his hands off the cliff with the strength of his body, but he was more firmly absorbed. During the struggle, the little boy hung his head and wanted to crush the stone in his hand, but the suction cup in his hand suddenly released, and his body bounced off the cliff wall unprepared, rolling onto the beach rock next to the water lily.

It turns out that when the hand releases the cliff, the suction cup will pull the person and the cliff tighter, and the hand grasps the cliff hard, and the suction cup will push the person away. This is the mystery of the strange suction cup in the little boy's hand.

The little boy jumped to his feet, threw himself excitedly into the shadow on the water lily, and called out his brother's name: "Ah Ling, are you hurt? I'm sorry! My brother has come to save you!" The little boy's fingers touched the shaky body, and suddenly stopped and stiffened. A viscous green liquid slid strangely across his fingertips.

The little boy was unexpected, and the shadow slowly returned. The hair on its forehead fell vertically to obscure its pale and emaciated face, and its teeth grew like steel thorns in a bloody mouth.

The little boy could not move and his breathing stopped. The miasma dispersed, and the moonlight shone through, and the little boy saw a slime-stained fishtail swinging back and forth under that hideous face, fluttering against the swamp and splashing the miasma. This is a fish-tailed monster with a human body. It stared straight into the little boy's ear, licking greedily.

Time seemed to stop moving, and the little boy's brain was racing. He tried to escape, but his legs couldn't move. He instinctively remembered his wooden machete. He held his breath and finally moved his hands to his waist, only to find that the wooden machete was long gone.

"Aha!" the fish's hideous laughter was as sharp as a baby's cry. The little boy instantly understood that the cry he heard was a trap for the fish monster to trap its prey.

The Jiaoyu Monster learned the tone of the little boy and scolded: "You little corn demon, dare to run into the dream of this hero?" Then it lowered its voice, imitating the frightened corn demon begging for mercy: "The peerless hero, please spare your life! The little one will never dare!" The voice of the Jiaoyu monster turned back to the tone of the little boy's scolding: "Don't talk nonsense, monster, eat me!"

The little boy was shocked, the fish monster knew his name, how could it know what he was whispering to the corn in the cornfield?

There was an eerie glint in the eyes of the fish monster, and it seemed to know everything. It continued to taunt in a shrill infant voice: "Peerless swordsman's note, please spare me a cheap life!Oh! no! It's a pity that the swordsman's peerless knife is not in his hand!hahahaha!"

The little boy looked around anxiously, searching for his brother's trace. He didn't hear the taunts of the Fish Monster.

The hot face of the Jiaoyu monster was attached to the cold buttocks, and the lewd laughter turned to a little anger. He still didn't give up, and pretended to persuade: "Peerless hero, your martial arts are strong, I can't resist it." You only need to exchange one thing with me to save your brother!"

"Swap?" he looked himself up and down, and the most valuable thing on his body was probably the pair of worn-out red mesh shoes left by his sister. He really didn't know what he could use as a bargaining chip.

The Jiaoyu monster saw his confusion and smiled, "It's not difficult, it's not difficult! Don't worry! I just want your ears." ”

"I want my... Ears!" Jian Yi's pupils dilated in horror, and his whole body petrified. The blackened little girl who escaped from the fire in her dream deliberately warned herself before fainting that someone wanted his ears. Where is the dream, where is the reality? He grabbed his thigh hard, and the pain came in. Blackening the little girl is not a dream! Why does the Jiaoyu monster also need its own ears? Could it be that the Jiaoyu monster is the person the little girl said about?

But the ugly and savage Jiaoyu monster in front of him was clearly a male creature. The note was puzzled.

"Hero, the little one is just doing things on orders, it's 'that woman' who wants your ears!" The Jiaoyu monster saw the disgust and incomprehension in his eyes, and he was ashamed to tell the truth.

As soon as I heard the words "that woman", a thunderbolt hit me again. The blackened little girl in the fire mentioned that the person who wanted her own ears was "that woman"! What was so strange about her own ears? Why did "that woman" want her own ears? Who was "that woman"? He was terrified.

Only naughty children will be scolded by their mothers pulling their ears and scolding, "Do you still want your ears?" but he has always been well-behaved and sensible. Could it be that my mother knew in a dream that she had broken her brother's head and "wanted" her own ear as punishment? No! No! Only a demon as ferocious as a fish monster would hurt others.

The Fish Monster pulled a fang from its mouth, and it was clearly a sharp bayonet. It stared at the tantalizing ear viciously, feeling extremely hungry. It swayed and fluttered its tail and, without saying a word, swooped towards its ears.

Jian Yi couldn't help but step back again and again, and stepped into the swamp. The reflection of the moon floats in the mud. He remembered that when he was a child, he pointed to the full moon in the sky and called his mother to look at it in surprise, but the first time he saw his mother, her face was gloomy. Mom said, "On the moon lives the benevolent god Moonlight-kun. A child cannot rudely point to the moon. Otherwise, when you are asleep, Moonlight will turn into a sharp scythe, cut off your ears and eat wine. ”

From then on, whenever the moonlight shone on the earth, the note praised the moon with joy and sincerity. Now that he can't save his ears, he is willing to sacrifice his ears to Moonlight-kun. He didn't want to let the Jiaoyu monster and "that woman" who didn't know who it was. So he stretched out his finger and deliberately pointed viciously at the moon.

Between the fire and light, the moon trembled violently in the sky, as if angry at the disrespect of the note. It transformed into several crescent scimitars, flashing with cold light, and swooped down on Jianyi's ears like a lightning speed. The light of the scimitar and its reflection in the swamp illuminated the bottom of the cliff.

In fright, he instinctively covered his ears with his hands. Sharp scimitars cut at his hands in all directions. He thought his hands were in terrible pain, and blood was flowing, but they were intact. Jian Yi suddenly understood that the crescent scimitar had only one goal, and that was his own ears.

But in the shadow of the sword, Jian Yi couldn't always cover his ears with his hands. The ugly fish monster, pulling more sharp fangs out of its mouth, was swimming its tail and lunging at him again. The swamp beneath the boy's feet also boiled, and the mud and sand mixed with the bones of humans and animals rolled out with the swamp bubbles.

Attacked in three places, embattled on all sides, the note retreated to the corner of the cliff. The Jiaoyu monster pressed forward step by step, pretending to comfort: "You can rest assured, my tooth knife is extremely sharp, and you will not feel pain." Swap your ears with me, and with a little light, you'll be back to your brother in no time!"

As soon as the note retreated, he clung to the cliff, the suction cup in his hand once again clinging to the smooth rock, and he crawled on the cliff like a gecko. He dodged the boiling swamp and the Fish Monster's tooth knives, but exposed his ears to the roaring crescent scimitar. The crescent moon scimitar kept pounced on his ears, and he dodged left and right. The scimitar slammed into the cliff, and the light and light were mixed and sparks flew everywhere.

The Jiaoyu monster swam up the cliff like a water snake, chasing after it. Like a hamster at the bottom of the food chain, the note turned back and fled in a panic between the cliffs, the poisonous snake behind him chased after him, and the eagle in the air slammed it. He had to do everything in his power to have a chance of survival.

The dual attack of the land and air made Jian Yi more and more powerless. A scimitar slashed through his earlobe, blood splattering everywhere with his fleeing figure. Fortunately, the scimitar only scratched him, not the ear.

Instinctively, he freed his hand from the cliff to cover his bleeding ear, but he grabbed the crescent scimitar that had scratched his ear. He shook the knife away in fright, but the suction cup in his hand sucked the smooth scimitar firmly in his hand.

As soon as he remembered it, he grabbed the cliff wall hard, and was able to get the suction cup in his hand out of it. In order to really shake off the scimitar in his hand, he also needs to use all his strength to hold the scimitar. With the courage to break common sense, Jian Yi closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and clenched the scimitar hard, and the scimitar really bounced out in an instant.

If this game of chasing and being chased continues, Jianyi will not be able to hold out for too long, and he will definitely die. Instead of being a lamb to the slaughter, it's better to give it a go. He must get rid of the crescent moon scimitar and the fish monster as soon as possible and find his brother who has fallen to the bottom of the cliff. As soon as he made up his mind, he re-caught a whistling scimitar and shook it away, and the knife was firmly attached to the palm of his hand as he wished. He stood, turned to face the fish monster.

The fish monster is cursing and chasing after its prey. But when he saw that his prey suddenly stopped fleeing, he turned around and glared at himself viciously with a crescent scimitar in his hand. The fish monster was stunned, and was at a loss for a while.

As soon as the note took the initiative to approach, the fish monster swam the tail and inexplicably fell backwards. It wasn't scared, it just didn't understand why the prey that was still trembling just now, and its eyes were suddenly full of determination.

The Crescent Machete roared at him, and he twisted his body to adjust his angle, trying to catch them. He was no longer afraid, as if it were at his fingertips. A scimitar bounced off his palms as expected, and he fell into the swamp, engulfed in miasma.

The fish monster's bloody mouth was wide open, and black smoke and miasma tumbled out of its mouth, wrapping the note firmly in it. This is the trick of the Jiaoyu monster. Countless corpses have sunk at the bottom of the swamp, brewing into a thousand years of anger. The Fish Monster uses these auras to induce prey to hallucinate, allowing them to see what they fear most in their hearts and surrender without a fight. The Jiaoyu monster smiled "humble", as if his innocence and purity, and finally got love and harvest.

Jian Yi was unmoved, and he continued to press the fish monster step by step. In the mist, the Jiaoyu monster was surprised to see the image in Jian Yi's mind: a top swordsman, armed with a peerless sword, flying between the sand and stones, he killed all the monsters. His eyes were strong and resolute, and he succeeded in saving his brother.

"How is this possible?" the Jiaoyu Monster's Smoke Miasma Illusion missed for the first time. The little boy in front of him was really extraordinary, there were no distractions and fears in his mind, and he was pure and impeccable. No wonder "that woman" desperately wanted his ears.

The Jiaoyu monster was in doubt, and Jian Yi had already pounced. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to push the tail of the fish monster, and the fish monster was firmly attached to the palm of his hand. The thick green slime on the surface of the Jiaoyu monster's body provides an excellent smooth surface for the suction cups on Jian Yi's hands.

The Jiaoyu monster suddenly felt that its skin and scales were clamped by a strong suction, and it was impossible to escape. It couldn't help but flutter wildly, but the force that held itself back became stronger and stronger. During the struggle, the skin of the Jiaoyu monster with scales was torn off by the suckers on the hands of the note.

Jian Yi was also taken aback, he just wanted the rabbit to bite in a hurry, and he wanted to blair to scare off the Jiaoyu monster. I didn't expect it to do so much damage. When I saw that the fish skin on my hand was still dripping with blood, I felt very guilty, the wound of the Jiaoyu monster should be very stinging!

The Fish Monster stumbles back into the swamp. On its tail, two wounds in the shape of human palms spurted blood. It is annoyed that it despises its prey, and it hates the kindness of its prey. It spits out snake letters and leisurely licks its wounds. It hasn't really made a move yet, and in just a moment, it's bound to tear the note to shreds, and his ears are the declaration of victory and the reward.

After all, Jian Yi was only a teenager, and he couldn't drag the Jiaoyu monster, so he used the suction cup in his hand to completely tear it apart with his bare hands. However, in the escape from the crescent moon scimitar and the Jiaoyu monster just now, he discovered the shocking secret hidden by this cliff called "Tugan".