Aoki was puzzled by this discovery, but he was also excited.

He knew that the reason why the savage wizard was able to mobilize the spiritual force field on the island was because of the divine wood staff in his hand. Of course, the Sacred Staff is the name given to Aoki, and the Savages call it a wooden stick that communicates with the gods, or it has no name at all.

Now, Aoki discovers that the wicker in his hand has a similar function. It's just that compared to the old wizard's jet-black and shiny wooden stick, the communication between the wicker and the spiritual force field on the island is still very weak, and the strength of using it to mobilize the spiritual energy on the island is much smaller.

He stared at the wicker, guessing why.

When Petru buried the bullet in the tab, the bullet was contaminated with weak mental power. So is it possible that this wicker has been carrying it in his bag, and after being on the island for a long time, it has been contaminated with spiritual power?

But why is it that only wickers have it, and cigarettes don't? He picked up the cigarette again, sniffed it, and shook his head.

Petru, who was on the side, thought he was addicted to smoking, and said with a smile: "Don't smell it, it's so wet that even if it's dried, it's not easy to smoke." ”

Aoki asked him, "How did you come up with the idea of burying the bullet under the tab?" ”

"I've buried a lot of weapons where there's a tab, just in case," Petrux said. You have a saying in China that 'a cunning rabbit digs three holes in the ground', and there is a Somali proverb that 'a wise pirate will never bury his treasure on an island'. I didn't think that the bullets would be contaminated with mental power. ”

"Then have you ever noticed that the mental power of bullets changes? Something like getting stronger and stronger? Aoki asked.

"There will be a little bit, but it's not obvious." Petru said, "I guess it will be different in a few hundred years, maybe it will be able to create consciousness!" ”

Aoki looked at the wicker in his hand, thinking about its characteristics, and remembering the wooden sticks in the old man's hand, they were all wood.

He stood up suddenly, walked to a big tree not far away, broke off a branch, closed his eyes and sensed it, threw away the branch, and then picked up the fallen leaves and soft soil on the ground, and pulled out a crooked root, closed his eyes and sensed it, but shook his head and threw it away.

He walked around the woods, plucking a stick of grass and putting it to his nose to smell it, and then picking up a stone and putting it to his ear to listen.

When Petru saw Aoki's appearance, he asked the coal boss, "Where did you go just now?" Is there something irritating to your host? ”

The crow had already noticed Aoki's anomaly and said to Petru, "I guess...... He's homesick. ”

"Homesick?" Petru was stunned for a moment, "This is homesickness?" He shook his head, not feeling like the Aoki he knew.

The crow stared intently at the wicker in Aoki's hand, and croaking the poem: "There are endless trees in Liuying Alley, only the weeping poplar tube is separated, the wicker is broken and the flowers are flying, and the pedestrians are asked if they will return......"

Petru didn't understand it, muttered "Crazycrow", and continued to wipe his gun.

Aoki tossed around in the forest for a long time, then sat down again, and began to think blankly.

"Hehe, you don't want to have a headache now?" The crow flew over his head and tapped his head with its claws, "Did the boss lady give you strength?" ”

Aoki ignored him, only holding the wicker in his hand and looking at it over and over.

At this time, Su Huilan's voice came from there: "Have your clothes been dried yet, we are already ready." ”

Petru and Anderson took the clothes they were hanging on, put them on whether they were dry or not, and said, "Okay, okay." ”

Su Huilan and Alice helped Mrs. Larry out together. When she saw Aoki returning, she said, "Did you see the wild man?" ”

Aoki suddenly said to Su Huilan, "Come here." ”

Su Huilan didn't know what he was going to do, so she walked over and sat down next to him, looking at him suspiciously.

Aoki handed her the wicker: "You take this." ”

Su Huilan knew that this was brought from Aoki's backpack, and she had seen it a few times before when she opened the bag. Although she had never asked him, she still knew the allusion to the willow, not to mention that the crow had recited a few lines of ancient poetry in its characteristic magnetic voice just now, and she thought of the origin of the willow as soon as she heard it.

She didn't know why Aoki gave her the wicker, so she took it in her hand and looked at it, and asked, "This...... What's wrong? ”

Aoki asked, "Don't you feel anything unusual?" ”

"What anomaly?" Su Huilan looked dazed.

"Like mental fluctuations or something?" Aoki said.

"Mental fluctuations?" Su Huilan said in surprise, "You mean there are mental fluctuations on this wicker?" How can it be! You can sense the spiritual power of plants, but I can't. And even if the plant has spiritual power, it has to be alive, this ......"

She wanted to say that it was a dead branch, but remembering the meaning of the willow and thinking that it was a bit hurtful to say that, she swallowed the words back.

Aoki was a little disappointed that Su Huilan hadn't sensed the relationship between the wicker and the spiritual force field on the island, and became more and more confused. He was a little reluctant to give up and took the wicker to Petru: "Petru, you try it!" ”

"Try what?" Petru didn't know why, but he still took the wicker in his hand and shook it, "Do you want me to use my mental power to make this thing sprout?" I'm not that good! What you can't do, I can't do! ”

Aoki reluctantly took the wicker back and put it in the pocket of his trench coat.

Su Huilan asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Aoki doesn't want to hide it, and there's nothing to hide, it's still unknown whether everyone can get out of here alive, and it seems that he alone has this ability.

He recounted how the wizard had mobilized the island's mental force field and what he had just discovered about the wicker.

The others didn't understand mental power, so they didn't react, but Su Huilan and Petru understood what it meant, and they were amazed.

"So, you're as strong as the old man now?!" Petru said.

Aoki shook his head and said, "No, that thing in his hand is much stronger than my wicker." ”

"I thought I could get revenge!" Petru sighed in disappointment and put a piece of dead grass in his mouth. He stole a glance at Mrs. Larry, remembered the savagery's savagery, and spat out the stalks of grass that had been bitten off by his teeth to the ground.

Su Huilan was silent for a while, and then looked at Aoki with her cheeks in her hands: "You can't really be a piece of wood, right?" ”

No one could think of a reasonable explanation, so Petrux said, "Why do you think so much, it's not a bad thing." If you want me to say, go and steal the old man's stick, and without that cheating thing, I'll take their nest! ”

As he spoke, he picked up the parts on the ground and put together a pistol with a few clicks, holding it in his hand and pointing it in front of him to make a shooting motion, and his mouth made a "bang" sound.

"They're setting up camp over there, and it looks like they're going to fight another group of people," Aoki said. I suspect this is the territory of another Savage tribe. Let's go over and see how it goes, and if they get into a fight, we might be able to pick up a bargain. ”

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go! Petru shouted as he assembled the guns that had been dried.

That's when Mrs. Larry spoke: "Wait, I saw some ...... in that altar Strange stuff, I thought I should say it, maybe it would be useful to you guys. ”8)