Scorpion Mountain, around ten o'clock in the morning, on a certain tree. Ding San and Wang Fang sat on the first fork of the tree with their legs slumped.

Wiping the sweat on his face, looking at Du Datong, who was also sweating profusely, but was still looking for mole cricket larvae, muttered quietly.

"Ma Xiaobai actually died like this, you said this wouldn't be my dream, right?" Ding San still didn't know the bottom of his heart, and he still couldn't believe what happened last night.

Wang Fang glanced at the other party, with a look of disgust on his face: "This is what you said, a big crocodile came out of the swamp and almost swallowed you like meat and bones!

After being confirmed by Wang Fang again, Ding San finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No wonder when he got up in the morning, his whole body was sore and his throat was hoarse, it turned out that what happened last night was true.

He grinned and nodded: "It's good to die, it's really reassuring now!"

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Fang to express his position, he turned over and jumped off the fork of the tree, waved his hand and walked towards the shack: "I'll go make up for some sleep, and I'll talk about it when I'm full! Don't forget to leave me food, let's go!"

Wang Fang snorted lightly and ignored it, and there was nowhere to go at noon, just the three of them in the mountains, forests and wilderness.

Now that Ding San has made up for sleep, he and Du Datong, a fool, have nothing to talk about.

Helplessly, he sighed and turned over and got off the tree, casually kicked the large and small stones in the grass on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh: "Master is really good at picking places, and there is nothing to play!

Carefully pull the grass and bushes, rummaging through the cracks in the stones. After a while, a few white and tender insects were dug up.

It's just that he didn't notice that just as he was absentmindedly looking for bugs, behind a tree next to the bushes more than ten meters away, a gray-green humanoid bent down and hid in the bushes, leaving the place quietly.

Every time he moved, he took advantage of Wang Fang's movements, so although the speed was extremely slow, it didn't attract anyone's attention.

Ding San snorted, hummed an ugly tune that he heard from nowhere, and walked down the mountain.

Tossed for most of the night, and fell asleep until I was exhausted. Today, if it weren't for the suspicion of the fourth child, Ding San, who was sore and uncomfortable from head to toe, would not have bothered to get up at all.

I don't even want to eat anymore now, and I've never missed that cold slate bed so much as I do today.

"Oh, sleep, sleep!" Seeing that the shack was in front of him, he stretched out his arms high.

Ding San, who had already relaxed all his body, exhaled a breath of turbid air and stepped up a few steps: "Sleep until dawn, this kind of day is really cool!"

As soon as I was thinking about whether to take advantage of the warm day to wash my feet, I casually glanced at the stream on the east side. But he was too sleepy, so he instantly rejected the idea.

Then he was stunned for a moment, and even his cheerful footsteps stopped. His face instantly turned pale, and his whole body trembled unconsciously.

Just next to a large rock by the stream, he seemed to inadvertently catch a glimpse of the dwarf figure of the senior brother.

With a "buzz" of the brain, the whole person instantly froze in place, and a few drops of cold sweat oozed from the brain, which slowly slid down to the tip of the chin.

"Let's go!" fell on the grass on the ground and shattered.

"Gollum!" he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slowly twisting his stiff neck again, and looked at the stream again. Especially when he saw that there was no figure of Ma Shuo next to the big stone, the whole person instantly relaxed.

patted his heart hard, Ding San was almost scared to death. He kept muttering: "Hallucinations! It must be hallucinations! How can there be such a big crocodile alive!"

"Dead, dead!" kept comforting himself, and walked to the shack again: "It must be that I was too tired last night, it must be! Sleep, sleep, go to bed immediately!"

Walking into the shack, his eyes had just adapted to the darkness of the house from the bright environment outside, and he subconsciously looked at the slate bed.

"Shhh

Suddenly took a sharp breath of cool air, and his eyes instantly widened to the limit!

"Poof!" fell to his knees as soon as his legs went limp. The upper and lower teeth kept colliding, and they trembled from head to toe.

The next moment, a smell of urine gradually spread.

There was no second person in the room, but in the middle of the stone bed, but there was a small cage made of blades of grass neatly arranged.

The two nail-headed scorpions in the cage that had already died were all too familiar to Ding San himself.

My mind was a mess, oblivious to the stench and dampness that was spreading beneath me. His eyes were glued to the cage, and he kept muttering, "He's not dead! He's not dead!"

Ma Shuo didn't stay in Scorpion Mountain for a long time, he couldn't fill his stomach by eating these things!

Only by eating meat can you last a long time, and when you come back, it will be even better to catch a few big fish with your hands! Old man Liu once stewed snakes and fish together, and the two kinds of fresh and fragrant flavors blended and complemented each other, and the taste was even more beautiful.

On the south side of the mud swamp, the stone shack rests against the top of the mountain wall.

"Bang, bang!"

"Poof!

Most of them fell into the swamp, and a few fell at the bottom of the mountain, where they gathered with a lot of gravel. It is impossible to detect changes unless you specifically memorize and observe.

In a few moments, four washbasin-sized lost figures quickly climbed down the mountain wall. A lot of rubble fell and went straight into the mud as if it had never been there.

A dozen snakes are tied around the waist or hung on the shoulders, and a rope made of blades of grass runs through the gills of five or six fish, which is also very convenient to carry in both hands.

When he returned to the swamp as fast as he could, Ma Shuo really didn't notice anything unusual. Or rather, he wouldn't have imagined that something could climb down the near-vertical mountain wall.

It was noon, and Ma Shuo's stomach was already rumbling with hunger.

Slaughter, peel and salt to marinate slightly, and most of them are hung outside the shack ready to be air-dried. Only the food to be eaten today was cut and set aside, and when the fire was boiled, I went to find some mountain mushroom ingredients.

After a full meal and a short rest, Ma Shuo came to the footprints of Liu Lin in the distance again. I took a few deep breaths to calm down, and once again I practiced carefully with my steps.

It's just that for some reason, he feels like his chest is always throbbing. Although he was still able to maintain his peace of mind, he had the illusion that he was secretly observed.

A few times I pretended to rest, trying to find the source of the feeling. even deliberately used the way of going back to the shack to pretend to sleep, trying to lure the other party out.

It's just that it doesn't have any effect at all, and there is still only the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing the leaves. Maybe the insects in the neighborhood died last night, and it's only early autumn now, but there isn't even a single cricket and autumn cicada.

Busy time always passed quickly, and Ma Shuo felt that in the blink of an eye, the sky was completely darkened.

At the end of the swamp, out of nowhere, a layer of mist rose again on the water. Ma Shuo wiped his sweat and was about to go back to the shack to change into dry clothes, when a slender figure walked in the woods.

He stopped and turned his head, his eyes full of vigilance and doubt, and asked aloud, "Who are you?

When the figure in the distance heard this, he immediately stopped, was silent for a moment, turned his head and ran away without saying a word.

Ma Shuo was stunned for a moment, drew his dagger and immediately became vigilant. It's better not to chase than not to chase, and the swamp mud shell is difficult to support an adult's weight.

Except for him and Liu Lin, even Ding San didn't know about this information.

At this time, layers of fog suddenly appeared on the surface of the swamp. Ma Shuo's original dark brown pupils instantly became obsidian-like eyes.

Deep, mysterious!