On this day, I don't know if it was because of adaptation or despair, the atmosphere was not as solemn as the previous day, and the five people who could be arranged to gather here would occasionally chat for a while.

It can obviously be felt that the elite in the workplace Mu Jinhua is the best at chatting, and at the end of the day, he has become familiar with everyone. On the contrary to him, Ji Changsheng is an ordinary old farmer who has little knowledge, but he has a kind of thickness accumulated over the years.

As for Xia Shen, he is angry, there is nothing to say. The only thing worth noting should be that when facing the old man Ji Changsheng and the middle-aged woman, this angry young man is also quite polite. As for Rong Yu and Ji Yunchu, Xia Shen has another attitude.

As the strongest Rong Yu among everyone, she should be the only two people who always want to escape and keep thinking about it.

The other one, of course, is Ji Yunchu.

It's not her style to give up, but her strength is limited, and the doubts in her heart can only wait until the night to explore.

There are no stars tonight, and the clouds are closed.

The group without any entertainment activities all went to bed early, and even Ji Yunchu closed his eyes and breathed for a long time.

When everyone was asleep, three clouds of blue light appeared on the stone beads again, and there seemed to be three little monks sitting in the blue light, and the little monks were chattering, not knowing what they were saying, like arguing, like singing.

I don't know how long it took, the whispering stopped, and I saw a tentacle growing on top of the light cluster where a little monk was, and the tentacle continued to move towards the fruit that Ji Yunchu had placed on the other side of the Buddha statue during the day.

One meter ...... Half a meter...... 30cm…… 1ocm

The little monk who was about to get the little fruit was very happy and danced with his hands.

"Ahh

A sharp cry sounded, and the burned little monk looked ahead angrily, but the side he saw made him immortal.

The panda, which had been meaty, climbed up to the Buddha statue at some point, grabbed the fruit and put it in the basket it was carrying behind it. In the panda's basket, there are also red and red fruits, water fruits, ugly fruits, blue fruits and other spiritual fruits that the little monks have never seen before, let alone know their names.

The spirit fruit exudes a variety of brilliance, as gorgeous as a jewel.

The little monk looked at this basket obsessively, as if he wanted to. Greed confused its mind, and the little monk forgot his previous scream, and when he sat on the ground panting with the fat panda in his arms, he stretched out his tentacles again.

This time, the tentacles passed through the ground and grabbed directly along the basket towards the inside.

"Ahhh......h

The screams were sharp and unpleasant.

The panda didn't seem to notice this, just wiping the sweat from his body.

After resting for a while, the panda climbed down the same path.

One of the three clusters of light that enveloped the little monk dimmed.

When the sun shone on the cliff again on the second day, the three little monks disappeared without a trace again.

What they absolutely didn't expect was that someone would rely on a DSLR to record everything that happened at night.

This person is naturally Ji Yunchu.

When she took out the hidden SLR and played the recording on the Internet, the strange whispers and sharp screams made Xia Shen involuntarily look over.

Although Xia Shen's cultivation is not high, his eyesight still increases with the continuous strengthening of his physical fitness, so he can clearly see the incredible scene in the SLR.

"How is this possible? If this is true, why do we sleep so well? That's impossible! ”