This kind of torch can't last long, Jin Yang picked up some weeds on the ground again, tied them to the front of the torch, and in less than a moment, the torch was lit up again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jin Yang was bold and moved closer to the haystack, but the sound suddenly stopped, and Jin Yang was sure that the thing was in the haystack. There are two possibilities for that thing to hide behind the haystack, one is that it is afraid of Jin Yang, and when it sees Jin Yang passing, it does not dare to make a sound, and the other possibility is that it is deliberately luring Jin Yang over.

But since he came, he had to find out, otherwise he would be suspicious, so Jin Yang slowly approached the haystack.

When Jin Yang was only one meter away from the grass pile, suddenly a green light flashed, like two green ghost fires floating in the air, and his heart suddenly sighed, but fortunately, Jin Yang calmed down, took a closer look, and remembered the black cat, these two bright lights are similar to the green light of the black cat's eyes, and suddenly remembered whether this would also be a wild black cat.

If it's a black cat, it's enough for them to choke, and they are by no means the opponent of this black cat. But Jin Yang took a closer look, these two eyes are much smaller than the eyes of the black cat, and the distance between the eyes is much closer, if it is really a black cat, it is only a small black cat, with Jin Yang's size and the torch in his hand, it may not be the opponent of this black cat.

As soon as he thought of this, Jin Yang's confidence increased a lot, and his courage became much greater, and he took another step forward, next to the haystack.

Jin Yang looked at the light of the torch and saw a black thing squatting there, its head was shiny, there was no hair, its eyes were glowing green, and the corners of its mouth were not the black cat that Jin Yang imagined, but a child.

The boy was about five or six years old, lying on his stomach in the haystack, looking up at Jin Yang, naked, wearing only a pair of shorts, and his clothes were worn in many places. As soon as he saw it, a sense of pity suddenly rose in Jin Yang's heart, whose child came here? Without parents by his side, he was helpless, and how pitiful he looked. But Jin Yang thought about it again, no, how can someone have a child's eyes glowing green, there must be something strange in this.

Jin Yang put the torch in front of him, the child shrank his face back as if he was afraid of fire, with a smile on his face, suddenly, he grinned, Jin Yang was almost scared to pee, his mouth was full of teeth, all of them were fangs more than an inch long, sparsely arranged, very untidy, Jin Yang looked at it, he knew that this child was not simple.

It stands to reason that a child of five or six years old can already walk, and he is lying there like a wild animal. Jin Yang didn't know what attitude to treat him, so he returned to the fire. The ghost master and Tong Xiangyuji hurriedly asked what was going on, Jin Yang told them what they had just seen, they were immediately relieved, and the ghost master said: "As long as it's not a black cat, a five- or six-year-old can't do anything to us." ”

After resting for a while, their physical strength was much better, they didn't know what to do next, whether to walk through this forest overnight to reach that town, or to rest here for one night first, this black light blinded the fire, even if they raised a bonfire, it couldn't burn for too long, they discussed, or everyone spent the night here first, and then went to that town when the weather was bright.

Jin Yang said that he would come to the vigil first, the ghost master and Tong Xiangyu slept first, Jin Yang kept watch for three hours, and after three hours, Jin Yang woke up Tong Xiangyu, and everyone took turns to keep vigil. After a while, they lay on the ground and fell asleep, their heads resting on the dead branches and leaves, although not as comfortable as the pillows, but in this case they could only make do.

During the time of Jinyang's vigil, Jinyang burned the bonfire vigorously, nothing special approached them, only a few sounds were heard on the road when they came, and they always maintained a high degree of vigilance, and there was nothing special.

After about three hours, Jin Yang woke up Tong Xiangyu, and Jin Yang went to sleep. Tong Xiangyu added some firewood to it, and Jin Yang closed his eyes and began to get confused.

Jin Yang slept restlessly, always feeling that some flying insects were spinning around his face, driving them away, but after a while, they came again. Jin Yang had just fallen asleep and was woken up by them again.

They first swayed around Jin Yang's face, and then gradually swayed on Jin Yang's feet. Jin Yang wanted to sleep, but he had to keep chasing these flying insects, which was really uncomfortable. Suddenly, Jin Yang heard Tong Xiangyu shout: "Hurry up, there are a lot of flying insects here." ”

Jin Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and saw in a daze that these flying insects were not the mosquitoes he usually saw, and he suddenly woke up, what kind of mosquito is this? It's all moths and stuff. Some of them are the size of butterflies, fluttering their wings and shaking off the powder from their bodies.

There are surprisingly many moths, and I don't know if they were attracted by the light, or if they suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The ghost master was also very uncomfortable, and slapped his face a few times, but finally couldn't help it and woke up. As soon as he saw Tong Xiangyu calling him, as soon as he saw these moths, he exclaimed: "What is this?" ”

Countless moths swung in from the dark corners of the woods and flew above the campfire, circling back and forth. Their wings are white, and they are all white all over, except for two black antennae on their heads.

By the light of the fire, they were like snowflakes in the sky, white and white, and you could hear all kinds of flapping wings. Jin Yang saw that these moths were not coming at the torches, and said to them: "Moths like light, but that doesn't mean they will pounce on the fire, so let's make torches quickly." ”

The moths swooped down on them and hit them in the face, making it difficult for them to open their eyes. Some of the moths burrowed into their noses and made them sneeze. The powder fluttering from their wings had a faint scent, and they sneeze into their noses.

It was almost like a layer of snow around it, and the trunks were covered with that kind of moths, and the whole trunk seemed to be covered with snow, and it was white.

In a panic, all three of them made their torches, quickly lit them, and waved at the moths that flew towards them, and several of them unfortunately burned their wings and fell to the ground one after another, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Then thousands of moths also pounced on them, their torches could not parry, Tong Xiangyu said, "Everyone hurry up." ”

They ran desperately into the woods, and the moths kept coming towards them, and the torches burned out, and the surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness, and only the faint light of the stars could be seen through the cracks in the trees.