"Thank you, Patriarch, and take your leave."

"Farewell, take care!"

Di Xin Yao nodded heavily, and slapped Jeris under him, and the two of them shot out in an instant like arrows off the string, and the Kurka patriarch stood in place, brushing his beard and looking at the two who had walked away, and couldn't help but shake his head: "I hope you can walk out of the witch forest." ”

"Yaoyao, look-"

Jareth suddenly stopped halfway through, his paw raised and pointed forward, and Di Xin Yao was stunned and looked in the direction he was pointing.

I saw the group of Indians I saw when I first came, and what Emperor Xin Yao was puzzled by was that this group of Indians was actually surrounding the periphery of the Witch Forest, as if they were doing some mysterious ritual.

"Jerrys, let's go over, be careful, don't alarm them yet. Let's see, what the hell are they doing. ”

"Hmm." Jares nodded his huge head, and his four hooves kicked the ground sharply, briskly approaching the Indians not far away.

"Gollum, Gollum."

About twenty or thirty Indians, dressed in straw skirts, with colorful totems painted on their faces, and holding handfuls of straw in their hands. He is performing a mysterious dance that begins with some kind of ritual, and his legs are bowed and he is bouncing on the ground in unison.

Di Xin Yao and Jerry cowered under a huge tree, cautiously looking at the Indians in front of them.

"What are they doing here?"

Jeris looked back at Di Xin Yao suspiciously and asked, Di Xin Yao shook his head in confusion, just when the two were puzzled, something suddenly happened on the Indian's side.

"Gollum, Gollum!"

"Gollum, Gollum!"

The two strong Indians quarreled and shouted at each other, and the Indians who were standing around also gathered around, only to see that the two sides were divided into two factions.

As they separated, Di Xinyao saw that there was a cross behind them, and what made Di Xinyao vomit blood even more was that there was a tall turkey tied to the cross.

In an instant, Di Xinyao looked embarrassed, feeling that this group of Indians had never seen such a big turkey, and regarded the turkey as a sacred object, and now they are sacrificing to the sky?

Just when Di Xin Yao was about to let Jeris attack, destroy the group of people and go directly to the periphery of the Wu Forest, but it was not Di Xin Yao's turn to speak.

Suddenly, a black mist flew out from the direction of the Witch Forest, and soon, the black mist quickly wrapped all the Indians, including the turkey tied to the cross.

However, in the blink of an eye, as the black mist flew towards the Witch Forest again, all the Indians who were still arguing in place were gone, leaving only the white bones of the forest.

"Hiss......" Di Xinyao gasped, looked at the black mist flying away in horror, couldn't help but grab Jeris under him, and speculated in panic: "That, could it be the black witch?" ”

Jeris looked at the black mist that flew away vigilantly, whined, and comforted Emperor Xin Yao and said, "Yaoyao is not afraid, I will protect you." ”

"Well, Jerrys, it's getting late now, so we'll rest here for the night, and then enter the Witch Forest tomorrow morning during the day."

"Okay."

Jeris took Di Xin Yao and suddenly ran in another direction away from the Witch Forest, with the appearance of the black mist just now, Jeris felt that it was safer to choose a farther position to rest.

"Cangming, can you feel what that black mist was just now?" Di Xin Yao sat on Jerrys's back, nervously grabbing its fur and asked.