Dickens and Tom hurriedly raised their muskets and sprayed them violently at the trapping vines that had returned the carbines. The trapper vine hurriedly retracted and retreated to the place where they had been hiding.

As the saying goes, the roots must be removed when the grass is chopped. Dickens and Tom seemed to be enraged, and still chased after them and spewed them violently, and they were bound to burn all these harmful plants to death. The four of us were behind, and we saw two "fire dragons" waving back and forth. Suddenly, the cave was filled with the smell of burnt green wood. This particular smell is the smell of burning wood, with a somewhat green taste.

When it burned to the roots of the vines, I saw the vines twisting and jumping in all directions, like live eels that had been burned. After the last struggles, the throbbing, and finally quieted down. As the flames burned the broken cannibal flowers, I could hear the wails of the vegetation.

After a burst of fire dancing dragon snakes, the originally lush and gorgeous vegetation was now only a black and abrupt ash remaining. This kind of scene looks indescribably tragic and desolate.

I walked over and flicked the rhizomes of the man-eating flowers and mantraps with my saber. I want to see what kind of structure it is. Unexpectedly, I found a few round, bulging things that looked like the size of apples. It was supposed to be the fruit of something, and I picked them out one by one with my saber.

The old ghost, Dickens, and all the others present were all interested in this thing. Driven by curiosity, they all want to know what this thing is. Especially me and the old ghost, I just want to take it with our hands. Stopped by Dickens, let's not act rashly, preferably with a knife.

The old ghost and I, based on the principle of "respecting the elders", asked Dickens to solve the puzzle. On the surface, he is so humble, but in fact, in his heart, he is playing his own little abacus, afraid of encountering something unexpected. Neither of us can be the first to try. Thinking like this, I felt a little inauthentic, so I wanted to go over and help Dickens.

But Dickens refused at once, claiming to be bold and hard-working, and let us stay a little farther away. Otherwise, if there were grenades or mines in there, we would have to finish the game. After listening to Dickens's words, the old ghost and I had no choice but to retreat.

From afar, Dickens was seen cutting open the black ball with a knife, but found nothing. There was only a black mass on his hands, all ash, and a paste from the inside out. It must have been so fierce that the whole fruit was scorched.

Dickens did not give up, and cut the second fruit with his saber. I saw him stunned for a moment, motionless. The four of us waited on the sidelines, anxious, waiting for him to reveal the mystery. Seeing that Dickens had not moved for a long time, he leaned over to him.

When he arrived, he found that Dickens's hand was trembling slightly.

"This, this, this ......," Dickens was speechless with excitement.

"The fruit of the man-eating flower?" I'm the first to say.

"yes, it's the fruit of the man-eating flower!" Dickens said.

I hurriedly picked one up and cut the hard shell on the outside with a knife, and a few blood-red fruits were suddenly revealed inside. I couldn't help but be surprised: "It turns out that there really is a man-eating flower fruit?" This is a rare treasure, a panacea! ”

As soon as the old ghost heard me say that it was a rare treasure, he hurriedly snatched one out of the fire. Hurriedly cut it with a knife, and also got a few grains. Seeing this, of course, the others would not ignore it, so they quickly picked up one each. After cutting it with a knife, they all have their own harvest. Except for Tom (who got the fruit, which was also burnt), basically everyone got three, but with a slight difference in size.

Seeing that Tom didn't, Dickens hurriedly wanted to give him his own. However, Tom did not want to live or die, and he said that he did not dare to be interested in this thing. And, as long as Dickens had it, it would be enough. If he has it, it is equivalent to having it himself. We were all surprised by Tom's indifference. We are ashamed that he has such an opinion at such a young age.

We each have our own gains, and we are all in a good mood. I reminded the old ghost: "Hell, put your things away!" It's something that saves lives when it counts. If you lose it, I won't give it back to you!" ”

"Don't worry, I'll protect it like my own life. Carry it in your arms all day, no, in **! The old ghost said very rarely.

"Damn, put it in **?" I said, "The smell of your crotch, even diamonds, can be smoked." Come on, I'll take it for you. ”

"Go, who scarcely you receive. I'm most afraid of you! It's better to melt than to let you keep it. The old ghost said, "If you melt in the crotch of your pants, you can still be an aphrodisiac!" ”

Duoduo listened and immediately said, "You two are enough, there is still a time for seriousness." ”

I was about to say a few more words when I heard that Dickens was anxious about everyone. He built yì, stayed in this cave tonight, and found a way to get out of the island tomorrow.

The cave has just been burned, and it has become warm, but it is also a good place to live. None of us objected. So, it was so happily decided.

The old ghost and Dickens and I went to the entrance of the cave to bring in the wild fruits and firewood we had found during the day, and then concealed and strengthened the cave again. Then he came to the depths of the cave and got angry with a small fire. Roasting the fire and eating wild fruits at the same time is also a special taste.

The six of us were around the fire, all eating our own things. Duoduo leaned on me, and next to her was Lisa. Then the old ghost, Tom, and Dickens. While eating, everyone felt that it was a bit boring not to speak, so I suggested that I talk about something to listen.

Unexpectedly, one of my casual ideas received a unanimous enthusiastic response. The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Just about to start speaking, the old ghost hurriedly shouted to stop, and everyone went to the toilet and sat down to talk and listen well. When the time comes, I am in a hurry to miss the wonderful storyline. This Jianyì has also received an enthusiastic response.

Duoduo was afraid of the dark, so he asked me to come with her, but I was not allowed to peek. I said in my heart, what can I see in such a dark environment? Lisa saw that the others were all men, so she had to follow Lisa. So, I was in a group with two girls, the old ghost and Tom, and Dickens was in his own group, and we each found land to "release water". Of course, I was a sentry for the two girls, acting as a sentry.

Just as I was waiting for the two girls, I accidentally noticed a very strange stone on the cave wall: it was hexagonal, and there was a human face carved on it, like some kind of totem. Without thinking about it, I tore it off the wall with my saber. When I took the hexagonal stone off, I found that there was a pillar behind it, and I couldn't tell what it was. It was covered in patterns, and it was very beautiful, and it was about a foot long.

When I was digging, I didn't think about what kind of mechanism it would be, or what it was, and I felt scared afterwards. Thankfully, nothing unexpected happened. When I heard that they were coming back from their errands, I put these two things in my backpack. Let's go back to the fire and get ready for the storytelling.