Chapter Seventy-Five: Confluence

But embarrassment is embarrassment, Mo Yuan also knows that what the other party said is not wrong, he is just an ordinary person, and after Linlin fell into a deep sleep, he didn't even have the ability to protect himself at all.

Mo Yuan is not a person who wants to die to save face and suffer crimes, listening to what this man in black said, it seems... What can the other party do to help them? Immediately asked.

"Does that gentleman have a way to teach me?"

This is extremely awkward, maybe he was led crooked by that monk, Mo Yuan slandered in his heart.

"Yes."

The man in black gave Mo Yuan an answer very decisively, but when Mo Yuan was ecstatic in his heart, he shook his head.

"It's a pity that there is no time."

When the other party shook his head, a trace of bad premonition appeared in Mo Yuan's heart, and sure enough, the man in black said such a clueless sentence.

Before Mo Yuan could continue to ask, the next second Mo Yuan knew what the other party meant when he said that there was no time.

The pages of the book, which originally reflected the figure of the man in black, gradually became blurred, and it seemed that it would change back to the original page at any moment.

"At least tell me which direction Faming is in!"

The black figure in the pages of the book had become extremely blurry, and Mo Yuan hurriedly shouted and asked a quick question.

"North..."

With just one word, the page was completely restored to its original appearance, and the black text jumped on the white paper again.

Mo Yuan looked at the book in front of him in a daze with a black line on his face, your sister, how do I know that it is the north over there? I don't know if I have a bad sense of direction.

Looking at him, it seems that this way of seeing him has a time limit, and it seems that the other party knows this early on, and he has talked so much about himself, and he doesn't have enough time to leave himself a sentence at a critical time.

I complain in my heart, and the problem still has to be solved.

I remember that the Big Dipper can tell the direction, how do you do it? I want to think...

It seems that I only need to find the two stars in front of the spoon mouth of the Big Dipper, extend the distance between the two stars five times in the direction of the spoon opening, and find the North Star, the direction of the North Star is due north, and determine the four directions according to the up, north, down, south, left, west, right, east.

Hmmm... With difficulty, he recalled the knowledge that the teacher had taught him before, and looked up at the starry sky with a confident face.

In the next moment, the confident expression stiffened on the face, the bright moon was in the sky, the stars were dotted, and the starlight in the sky gave people a sense of tranquility and beauty.

However, this is not the point, the point is that Mo Yuan can't find the Big Dipper he wants from this starry sky, not only the Big Dipper, but Mo Yuan's starry stars don't have the stars and constellations he knows at all.

It's not that Mo Yuan's knowledge is too narrow, but it doesn't seem to be the starry sky of his original time at all!

Retracting his gaze from the sky with a complicated face, he looked at the surroundings that looked almost identical, full of huge trees, hardly different except for the blood-red tree that stood out.

At this moment, Mo Yuan deeply realized what it was like to not be able to find the north.

Two fingers pinched the skin on the rabbit's back and lifted it up, shaking it in front of him.

"Goo, goo..."

The rabbit that was woken up by Mo Yuan opened his eyes in confusion and let out a cooing sound that he didn't know what it meant.

"Hey, stupid bunny, do you know which side is north?"

There was no response, and the rabbit that was being carried just looked at Mo Yuan quietly.

"Stupid rabbit, smell and see if you can find Fa Ming's scent."

Put the rabbit's little head on the ground and signal the other person to smell it.

The rabbit looked at the green grass in front of him, and in Mo Yuan's expectant eyes... He opened his mouth and nibbled on a handful of tender grass and ate it with relish.

"Cut, it's a stupid rabbit."

Mo Yuan pursed his lips, and threw the rabbit in his hand to the soft grass with a helpless expression.

"It's not as good as the rhubarb I raised before..."

muttering dissatisfiedly, Mo Yuan plans to use his limited knowledge to find out where the north is, by the way, rhubarb is a big yellow dog that Mo Yuan's family used to raise, but it has been dead for many years, and Mo Yuan has not raised small animals at that time.

"Goo, goo!"

As if he understood Mo Yuan's disgust, the little rabbit stuffed a large handful of tender grass in his mouth and made a vague voice in protest.

But Mo Yuan's mind is not on this rabbit at all, he needs to meet Fa Ming as soon as possible, he has no means to save his life now, and the ghost knows what dangers are still in this strange forest.

Every time he stayed where he was, the more dangerous he felt, as if something bad was about to happen.

The anxiety in Mo Yuan's heart became more and more solemn, and in the darkness that the vision behind the tree could not reach, it seemed that something was peeking at him.

"No, let's go first, I remember that Fa Ming and they seem to be going in this direction."

Mo Yuan didn't want to wait any longer, lifted the arm that had fallen to the ground earlier, reached out to pick up the stupid rabbit and walked in a general direction.

The arm completely lost its movement after it broke away from the hole in the tree and the blood, as if it were really just a severed limb of a dead man.

Mo Yuan was naturally happy to see this situation, if this thing really made any moves now, let alone that he couldn't take it away smoothly, I am afraid that he didn't even know if he could escape from it.

I don't know if Mo Yuan was suddenly possessed by the European Emperor, or if he chose the right path, and he didn't encounter any danger at all along the way.

Not to mention ghosts, not even a single wild animal has been seen.

But Mo Yuan didn't feel happy, but a little worried, if there were no ghosts, it was not a big problem, seeing the group of powerful ghosts that appeared around him when he took the ghost hand before, Mo Yuan didn't suspect that all the ghosts in the vicinity were gathered there.

But there is not a single animal in this great forest... Okay, let's think those are animals, but in fact, in Mo Yuan's opinion, these so-called animals are more like the magical beasts seen in previous novels.

Regardless of whether those creatures were animals or demonic beasts, Mo Yuan didn't encounter any of them when he walked away, and he didn't even hear bird calls and insect chirps.

Before, he was thinking about finding the corpse, and having Linlin by his side gave Mo Yuan a hint of confidence, so that Mo Yuan didn't take into account such an obvious problem.

But at this moment, the severed hand he was looking for was in his hand, and Linlin also fell into a deep sleep, which made Mo Yuan have to think about this problem.

Fiddling with the rabbit that was comfortably lying on his shoulder, although it was a little ridiculous, Mo Yuan had to admit that his combat power was not as high as this rabbit.

However, looking at the other party's cute appearance of burying his head on his shoulder, Mo Yuan felt that pinning his hopes on this rabbit seemed to be no different from seeking death.

I don't know how long I walked, I was in a hurry, and it wasn't until the sound of a fight came from the front that Mo Yuan felt that he was a little sober.

Carefully pushing aside the grass that blocked his view, Mo Yuan saw a scene that made his eyes split.

The two people in front of them are dressed in white and Shengxue, and the other is dressed in a robe, as if they are Fa Ming and Mu Tian, but at this time, these two people with magical powers in Mo Yuan's opinion, eh... At least Mo Yuan felt that Mu Tian was like this.

At this moment, he was full of embarrassment, Mu Tian's white clothes were stained with drops of blood, and his right hand was obviously seriously injured and drooping there.

What made Mo Yuan's eyes split was that the robe that seemed to never be broken had a big hole at this time, and it was on Fa Ming's chest, and blood was constantly bubbling outward.

I don't know what method Fa Ming used, obviously because of the excessive loss of blood, he had a face similar to that of a dead man, but he also insisted on standing with difficulty, and he and Mu Tian leaned on each other as if they were wary of some enemy.

At that moment, Mo Yuan couldn't sit still anymore, and hurriedly got out of the grass, wanting to help Fa Ming to inquire about the situation.

Unbeknownst to him, the sound Mo Yuan made coming out of the grass alarmed the two people whose nerves were obviously in a state of tension, and a flaming talisman and a golden swastika flew towards Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan didn't even have a chance to speak, and flashed to the side almost completely instinctively.

The next moment, Mo Yuan saw that the firelight and golden light were almost brushing his body, his arm was still cut a few times due to the lack of timely dodging, and the sleeves of his clothes turned into ashes in the burning of the flames.

Rumble!

A loud bang came from behind Mo Yuan, Mo Yuan stiffly turned his head to look at the black ash flying all over the sky, and his mouth was speechless, he remembered that there was a big tree in that position, right? What about the big trees?

Suddenly turned around and wanted to open his mouth to scold, this monk was so worried about him, and he gave such a big gift to himself when they first met?

However, when the two talismans that were pinched in his hands again and the palm that was raised with golden light met Mo Yuan's eyes, Mo Yuan hurriedly jumped and shouted: "Monk! It's me! Don't do it! ”

Hearing Mo Yuan's voice, both of them seemed to be stunned for a moment, Mu Tian carefully ignited a rune paper and manipulated the rune paper to float in front of Mo Yuan, and only after seeing Mo Yuan's face clearly by the firelight did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But he didn't take back the rune paper in his hand, but carefully guarded the surroundings while motioning for Mo Yuan to come over.

Mo Yuan glanced at what he wanted to say, but he chose to keep his mouth shut, and carefully bypassed the rune paper burning in front of him and came to Mu Tian and Fa Ming.

Just paying attention to their injuries just now, Mo Yuan arrived at his side only to find that they were each carrying a broken leg on their backs, tied to their bodies with branches that were not just some plant, as if they were afraid that holding them in their hands would affect their movements.

"What the hell is going on with you? How did you get this out? ”

Mo Yuan couldn't help but ask curiously, and at the same time held Fa Ming, but Mo Yuan was a little surprised when his hand touched Fa Ming, how could this monk still be like a nobody when he was injured like this?