"Hehe, don't blush, who hasn't forgotten yet!"

Seeing Yuebai's ugliness, Mo Long laughed, and then, he looked at the time, changed the topic, and said, "It's not early this day, you go to sleep first, I'll call you tomorrow morning." ”

"Uh... Let's take turns keeping vigil! ”

Yuebai saw that it was already midnight, so he said: "One person for two hours, come in a different shift, we can both sleep!" ”

"Eh, it's okay, we'll be able to go back tomorrow morning, and it's okay if I don't sleep all night."

"Then I'll keep an eye on it, you go to sleep..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry!"

Mo Long interrupted the other party's words without waiting for Yuebai to finish, and pointed to the temporary shack built with tree branches, signaling Yuebai to get in and stop bothering him.

The two of them argued for a while about who would go to sleep, but when it came, Yuebai got cheap, curled up in the pile of branches, closed his eyes, and waited for his brain to fall asleep.

As soon as Yuebai closed his eyes, the atmosphere immediately became dull, and all that was left around the bonfire was the sound of the whirring wind and the crackling sound of the burning branches in the fire.

During the long wait, Mo Long was smoking a cigarette and looking at the stars in a daze at first, but after a while, he was really bored, so he took out his jade bell and looked at it by the firelight.

This little thing is more beautiful in the light of the fire than in the miner's light, and at this moment, the surface of the jade bell not only has a white jade luster, but also has a layer of orange and yellow clouds on the flame of it.

And as soon as he saw this color, Mo Long's eyes showed a joy that was more excited than ever, and he really had the idea of pursing his lips and kissing the thing in his hand a few times.

However, after thinking that this thing had been kept in the coffin before, Mo Long dispelled this idea very rationally and carried the jade bell into his arms.

Time continued to pass, and this was a particularly long time in the heart of Mo Long, who was on night duty in the blink of an eye on weekdays.

And Mo Long also raised his wrist with anticipation many times, but every time he looked at the time on his watch, the idea of looking forward to seeing the morning glow in Mo Long's heart was defeated by reality again.

"Hey, why is it so slow, it's only three o'clock, when will it be morning!"

Mo Long reluctantly lowered his arm, muttered in his heart, and picked up the branch next to him and threw it into the bonfire, so as to ensure that the fire would not be extinguished.

However, after Mo Long grabbed a branch beside him many times and threw it into the fire, the fire in front of him did not seem to be much stronger, on the contrary, the flames on this bonfire were much less, and there was a very dark smoke!

"Huh? Is this branch a tide? ”

Mo Long also thought that he had thrown the re-damp branches and leaves into the fire, so he picked up a thicker branch as a burning stick, and tossed aside the branch that had been thrown in before.

Then, he grabbed a handful of absolutely dry firewood on the other side of his body and added it to the campfire.

After throwing the absolute dry wood into it, the black smoke just now obviously increased by a point.

However, this phenomenon is due to the normal situation of firewood when it is first burned, and it seems that as long as the last trace of moisture in the firewood has evaporated, then the black smoke will not be as much as it is now.

Mo Long actually knew about this situation, so he lit a cigarette through the bonfire and ignored the smoke.

However, just as Mo Long used the flame on the burning stick to light a cigarette, Mo Long's afterglow swept into a phenomenon that he felt was not normal.

Mo Long seemed to sense something, frowned, and turned his gaze to the 'rejuvenation' branch he had played with earlier, and this look, Mo Long found that the 're-damp' branch was actually roasted by the residual heat next to the campfire!

Anyone who has ever cooked on a fire knows that even if you throw the firewood into the flames when the moisture returns, the wet wood will not be immediately caught by the flames.

Not to mention wet wood, even if it is a piece of toilet paper that has returned to moisture, then after this thing is thrown into the fire, it will also take time to evaporate the moisture on the toilet paper.

But what Mo Long saw now was that the 'wet firewood' was not evaporating the moisture in the branch fibers, but was burning orange flames normally, just like the dry firewood that was thrown into it later!

In fact, we don't need to say anything about this phenomenon, and a discerning person can see it at a glance, which proves that the wet wood itself is not very wet.

However, if this branch is not damp, then what about the black smoke just now?

Mo Long thought of this, and in an instant, he remembered something, followed by a roll of his eyes, and quickly looked at the black smoke directly above the fire!

The black smoke was still floating upwards, as thick and intense as the smoke of a volcano on TV before it erupted magma, and the source of the smoke did not seem to have risen from the firewood, but from the flames of the campfire.

In other words, the black smoke that Mo Long was looking at was spontaneous without any source!

Mo Long is not a fool, as soon as he saw the black smoke that came from nothing, he immediately realized that something might be wrong, and then, Mo Long turned over and stood up, and then went around the bonfire to call the moon white in a deep sleep!

"Xiaobai, don't sleep, there's a situation!"

Mo Long's strength was not small, and he woke Yuebai up in a few clicks, and immediately after, he pointed back at the smoke above the bonfire and said, "Look at that, the black smoke on the fire seems to be a little wrong!" ”

"Smoke? What kind of smoke? ”

Yuebai had just woken up, and she was still a little stunned for a while.

However, when he followed Mo Long's fingers to glance at the black smoke, Yuebai's eyes were drummed, followed by a shock to his spirit, and he shouted: "I'll wipe it, such a thick evil qi!" ”

"Click, click~!"

It seems that as soon as the screams of the moon white fell, a series of very heavy strange noises suddenly sounded under the night around them, and at the same time, the night wind on the top of the mountain immediately became extremely cold and fierce!

"What a sound!"

Yuebai got up from the makeshift branch hut, pulled out two short swords with both hands, and unleashed the power of consciousness to sweep around.

(To be continued.) ）