I didn't worry too much when I heard its call, because after working with the iron pillar for a long time, I was able to tease out some information from its call.

Its cry is not like a warning of an enemy, but more like it has found something to report to us.

Sure enough, when I walked through a small bush next to me, I found the iron pillar.

The pillar was barking at something on the ground.

I hurried over, and when the pillar saw me coming, he stopped barking and wagged his tail around me.

I stroked the fur off its body and patted it on the head.

I've basically figured out the habits of the iron pillar, and even if it's a civet dog, it has the same characteristics as a dog. Need the encouragement of the owner, need the approval of the owner.

It is the kind of unreserved devotion to the owner. And the simple act of patting its head is enough to excite it for a long time.

The iron pillar was towards the place where the bark was made, and there was nothing special. But I know that the Iron Pillar doesn't just call it that for no reason.

I had to crouch down to look for it.

When I picked up the weeds, I realized that there was a footprint on the ground.

It's footprints, not shoe prints.

Perhaps the grass floor here was once wet, and the footprints were clearly imprinted, and the five toes were clearly recognizable.

"Footprints?" I muttered to myself, and followed the grass again.

Sure enough, every once in a while, a footprint was found. But strangely, the footprints turned out to be left foot.

And the distance between each footprint is about two meters.

Look at the footprints, they should be the footprints of a person. But this distance will definitely not be the distance that a person can stay by walking normally.

Not to mention that there is only one foot here. There are only footprints on the left foot, so where are the footprints on the right foot?

It was when the iron pillar found this footprint that he barked.

So who left this behind? We searched all the way, but except for Chu Liuyan's bloody robe, we didn't find any clues.

Could this footprint be another clue?

I measured the size of the footprint with my hand, and the foot should be very small, not the forty-three size big foot of the third uncle. It shouldn't be Chu Liuyan.

It also gave me a little relief.

Aside from this footprint, there were no other anomalies. I also returned to the place where we rested.

When I went back, I saw that Ma Jian had also woken up, and was turning his head to look around, and when he found that I had gone back, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where have you been?" Scared the hell out of me. When I opened my eyes, the person was gone. ”

I waved my hand and told Ma Tan what I had just discovered.

Ma Jian didn't have a good judgment on this, but said that it would be because the ground there was dry and wet, and the footprints of his right foot just stepped on the dry ground, so it didn't appear.

At present, only such an explanation tends to be reasonable.

Since this person is not the third uncle, nor is he Chu Liuyan, there is no need for us to dig into the bottom of a person's footprints in the mountains and dig out who he is.

I saw that Ma Tan's expression was still a little tired, so I asked Ma Tan, "Old Ma, how is it?" Can it still be done at night? ”

Ma Jian smiled bitterly: "Okay, no."

Yes, yes, yes. I told you to leave me alone, and you won't. Since you can't leave me, how can I hold you back at this time? ”

I knew that Ma Jian was also struggling to support, so he nodded and said, "Old Ma, I thank you for my third uncle." ”

Ma Tan waved his hand: "Stop, let me state again, although your third uncle is not worry-free, but I came with you, not for that stinky Taoist, but for those strange creatures." You see, haven't I had a harvest? ”

As he spoke, Ma Tan patted his pocket. I knew he was referring to the bottle of poison earthworm, which he called Ruan Chan.

Since Lao Ma said that he could persevere, we still decided to continue marching at night, and the top priority was to recuperate and reserve energy for evening operations.

We hurried up and found some more food and picked some dog's head mushrooms before it got dark.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner. It's all boring, but time still flies.

We've eaten, and we've cooked dog's mane mushrooms for those little imps again.

I placed the pot of dog's mane mushrooms on top of a rock in the distance, as usual.

A few of us packed up our things and waited where we were.

According to the usual practice, those little ghosts will appear soon, they will drink the komane mushroom soup, and then take us on our journey to find the third uncle.

But this time, we retreated and waited there for more than half an hour, and there was still no movement.

Somewhat anxious, I stood up and looked in the direction of the possible imp.

It was pitch black over there, the night wind was blowing, and the grass was shaking. The leaves rustled, but not a single figure appeared.

Fat Dahai whispered in the back, "Boss, what's going on?" There's no movement at all, these little ghosts can't just leave here, right? ”

I shook my head, noncommittal.

Although we have formed a tacit understanding with those little ghosts for a few days, due to their identity as ghosts, we still can't and dare not keep too close to them. I didn't have physical contact with them like Granny Zhang.

We don't know about those imps. I don't know their habits, I don't know their temper.

Therefore, we do not dare to act rashly, lest we break the hard-won balance and tacit understanding between us and them.

But today seems to be really different from usual, as if there is a premonition that something is going to happen. I haven't figured out the footprints during the day, and at night there seems to be a problem with these little ghosts.

We squatted in place and waited for more than ten minutes, looking at the sky as if it was almost over.

There is no indication of any warning from the Iron Pillar at this point.

In our experience, those imps should not appear again after a while.

Fat Dahai was a little breathless, he carried the dragon descending wooden sword, and said, "Boss, you wait here, I'll go over and take a look." Could it be that these guys drank all the soup and we didn't notice? ”

I nodded, "Be careful." ”

Fat Dahai answered, carrying a sword, bending his waist, and approaching the one with aluminum a little bit

pot of stones.

The fat man quickly got over there, looked at the pot, and waved at us.

We also came to the front of the pot, and the pot of dog's head mushroom soup I cooked, which was put in the back untouched, was not drunk. This shows that the three imps did not appear.

My heart sank, I was really afraid of something, if the imps never appeared again, it means that the only clue in our hands is broken.

(End of chapter)

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