After the meal, the uncle took Zheng Ming to another bamboo house.

Gu Yi and the three of them were really lying quietly on the bed, and they could faintly feel a trace of magic recovering, which made Zheng Ming have to solemnly apologize to his uncle.

Anyway, now the uncle has saved all his companions.

"Uncle, my companion woke up in two days, can you take me to find that kiwifruit?"

Hearing Zheng Ming's request, the uncle was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have some scruples.

Seeing that the uncle agreed, Zheng Ming couldn't do anything, anyway, he woke up now, and he didn't know how to get out of here now.

But now that the safety of the most important companion has been resolved, the rest can be done slowly.

The uncle also knew that he had hesitated for too long, and he was a little embarrassed, but he still said, "If you have the chance, I'll take you there again." ”

As if he had something on his mind, he went out with a firewood knife.

Zheng Ming found two straw mats and covered them with the three of them, and then left with confidence.

After lunch, it was the hottest time, but the uncle was cutting bamboo outside the yard.

"Uncle, I've seen you chopping wood since a few days ago, but I didn't see how much firewood there was in the yard just now. It wasn't until Zheng Ming approached that he asked his uncle.

But he soon learned the answer.

Zheng Ming stared at the uncle's firewood knife, when the firewood knife was cut on the bamboo, there was obviously a sound of cutting in, but there was no trace, "Uncle, are you?"

"I've been chopping wood for a long time, and I've had some fun with myself, and I know how to make a sound. The uncle knew what Zheng Ming was asking, and he didn't hesitate to answer.

After saying that, he slashed at the bamboo again.

There was nothing magical about this knife, but this time it didn't make any sound when it slashed at the bamboo, but the bamboo shook and fell down.

Zheng Ming looked very carefully, he was sure that the uncle did not use any ability, it all relied on technology.

"Want to learn?"

As soon as the uncle turned his head, he saw Zheng Ming's eyes full of surprise and smiled slightly.

Maybe he didn't know this hand himself, but it could be included in the martial arts.

"Learn to learn, fools don't learn. ”

Then Zheng Ming obeyed the command, went to get a firewood knife in the yard, and began to learn how the uncle swung the knife over and over again.

Maybe all the power was suppressed, and even the magical learning ability couldn't be exerted, and he didn't master the knock on the door for an hour of swinging the knife.

The uncle kept that posture and chopped at the bamboo, and he didn't feel tired at all, but Zheng Ming couldn't, his current state was too weak, and the action of swinging the knife in this hour almost made him tired and collapsed.

Just as he was about to sit down and rest, a groan came from the direction of the lake, and the sound raged in the bamboo forest with a violent breath, and when it reached Zheng Ming, he could still feel a gust of wind, which blew his body and almost fell.

Also, the voice doesn't sound like a critter can scream.

"Uncle, what's going on?" Zheng Ming looked in that direction in amazement.

"There's a dragon in the lake, it was in it before I was born, don't usually go there. ”

The uncle was not surprised by this voice, so he spoke very calmly, and nothing could disturb him from chopping wood.

However, Zheng Ming felt cold in an instant, doesn't this mean that when they were in the lake, there was a dragon at the bottom of the lake?

When the dragon's groan disappeared, Zheng Ming glanced at the uncle vaguely, said that he would not stay here anymore, and hurriedly ran into the house.

Originally, he thought that this uncle was very strange, but now that this dragon chant appeared, he didn't dare to be alone with his uncle.

He only had one idea now, when the three companions woke up, he quickly found a place to live in peace, away from the original point here.

Of course, he didn't go to dinner.

Of course, it's not entirely because of these problems that I didn't go to eat, but I felt that the day and night here were more frequent.

Within four hours of lunch, it was getting dark.

After dinner, the uncle put away the woodcutter and didn't know where to go, and it didn't seem that he lived here.

Zheng Ming was lying on the bed alone and tossing and turning, and he had been thinking about what the situation was with that uncle for the past few hours, after all, he was still in someone else's territory, and there were three comatose companions.

Of course, like the water dragon in the lake, you also need to watch out, and God knows if there is anything else in this forest.

There are too many things that I can't figure out, so I don't want to think about it more, and I have nothing to do in my heart, so I fall into a deep sleep.

But unbeknownst to him, a figure came over from outside the courtyard, and after entering the courtyard, he stood there without moving, staring at Zheng Ming's house.

This kind of peeping made Zheng Ming reflexively wake up from his dream and look out the window, but there was nothing in the courtyard, and the figure just now didn't know where to go.

He couldn't sleep at all when he was in bed again, and the feeling he had just felt in his mind was the same as before.

Worried that the uncle would come to steal his beads again like the previous times, he simply found a woodcutter and walked out.

may have been shocked by the feeling just now, tonight's bamboo forest, Zheng Ming seems to be more gloomy, and even the wind blowing on his body is a little colder than usual.

Zheng Ming didn't go too far, he found a random piece of bamboo, and began to practice chopping wood, and he couldn't say why he was so enthusiastic about his uncle's wood-cutting techniques.

Maybe it's all intuition.

When his tired feeling reappeared, there was a sound of whistling in the forest, not like the footsteps of an uncle, it sounded like something small.

Zheng Ming didn't want to stand up without thinking about it, holding the firewood knife in both hands, staring at the bamboo forest tightly.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and when he walked to the edge of the forest, Zheng Ming finally couldn't help but throw the firewood knife into the woods.

"Master, what are you cutting me for? ”

After hearing the sound of the firewood knife falling to the ground, Zheng Ming knew that it had not been hit, but a child's voice came from inside.

Sounds like a little girl.

"Who are you?"

Listening to the man, it should be at the outermost bamboo, but there is no one to be seen.

"I'm Loongson, master, don't you know me?"

The voice sounded again, and Zheng Ming locked on to the location of the sound source this time and looked at it.

Is that a little snake?

But it had two more miniature antlers on its head.

Is it a dragon?

I saw the little snake that called itself the dragon core poking out of its front body from the bamboo pole and hanging straight in the air, all the support transferred to the tail.

Before Zheng Ming could answer, he heard the little snake say suspiciously, "Huh, you obviously have the aura of a master, why don't you look like a master?"

"You're talking about uncle, right? Uncle should be asleep now. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Ming couldn't help but take a few steps back, and immediately fled when the little snake was not paying attention.