The team made their way through misty island forests, only to get lost in the swamps of the Ichimari River.

Ugin said he couldn't get his way through the weeds on the ground because the fog was so heavy that he couldn't see the color of the moss in the swamp, so it was difficult to tell the way.

Everyone sat on the dew-soaked grass, at a loss, and I thought that the only way to do this was to stay where I was, and then see if the fog would disappear for a while.

But after lunch, the fog was still thick as if it could not be dissolved, and the team had to move forward again.

"In such a thick fog, it is very dangerous for the team to be in an open area, and it is best to find an island forest or a place where the reeds are swadding," he said to me. Wait until tomorrow when the fog clears, and then continue on your journey. ”

I think what Guide You said is reasonable, he is a professional, and it is right to listen to him. He immediately told everyone to hurry up and continue to move forward, and try their best to find a place to live and rest.

But when the sky and the earth are vast, you must be cautious and careful with your step, so as not to accidentally step into the bottomless swamp, and have no time to care about the direction, let alone the energy to find a habitat.

Time passed quietly unconsciously, the sky slowly darkened, and the thick fog was still raging everywhere, refusing to disperse lightly.

Suddenly, the leader of the group, Guide You, stopped and lit the windproof lamp in his hand, and we found that in the depths of the dense fog in front of us, there was a huge black shadow, like a giant black monster covered in white veil.

You Gui looked at me for a while and said, "I smell the fragrance of the trees, and the black shadow in front of me should be an island forest." ”

It's really hard to find iron shoes. It didn't take much effort to get it. The resting place that everyone was looking forward to finally appeared in the distance like a ghost. Everyone immediately came to their senses, and it was cold and biting. The river covered with algae and grass is moving forward quickly.

However, when everyone came to the island forest in excitement, they immediately stopped in disappointment and horror. Because the island forest in front of everyone was pitch black, but there were countless white mist shadows, like ghosts, wandering around in the woods. The entire island forest looks incomparably dark and terrifying, and the ghost is full of ghosts. It's like a forest graveyard where lonely ghosts live.

Everyone stood in front of the island-like forest with white mist shadows and a cold and evil atmosphere, and stopped and hesitated. When I saw the gloomy and bleak island forest in front of me, I felt a tingling of my scalp and a chill down my spine, and I felt that the team was really not suitable to rest in such a heavy place.

So, everyone had to spread their raincoats on the damp grass in front of the woods and sleep in their clothes.

Wet meadows, cold, damp and cold island forests. So that everyone can't sleep at all.

I was so worried that I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I decided to keep a vigil alone in the middle of the night, in such a strange place. I really can't feel at ease, I always feel that the cold wind is swishing in the dark island forest, and there will be unknown ugly ghosts.

I pinned the vajra behind me. Holding a double-barreled shotgun, sit on the wet grass. Leaning against a large tree covered with moss and algae, his eyes wandered around very uneasily. I have some kind of supernatural premonition. Tonight in this ghostly island forest, you will definitely not be able to spend the night peacefully.

The teammates were lying on the wet grass, and their bodies were very uncomfortable and rolling repeatedly, tossing and turning and it was difficult to sleep.

The scattered mist, against the backdrop of darkness, looked even more white and hideous. I hope that the fog will clear and that I will be able to travel normally tomorrow. Many distractions came to my mind at once, and my thoughts began to drift away, my mind was chaotic, and all kinds of thoughts and considerations filled my mind, but none of them could sort out a clue.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that it was past the time to wake up the next shift. But suddenly I felt as if I was not awake, but as if I was in a dream, and my body could not move half a step. The heart said: Could it be that I sat for too long and my body was numb. So I tried to move my fingers, but they were like wood, and I didn't listen to them.

I couldn't help but think to myself, if it were another nightmare, what kind of terrifying scene would I dream of?

Suddenly, I noticed a few white mist in the distance, very strange, like tangible noodles, swaying to the grass near the woods. Then, in the blink of an eye, like a python, it twisted to the front of a teammate lying on the outermost part of the grass. I was shocked to find that the white noodles were not mist, but white nematodes with the thickness of arms, like pythons, hidden in the white fog, straightening up the upper half of the body, using the lower half of the body, twisting and crawling.

Several white nematodes the thickness of pythons surrounded the outermost person lying in front of the person, and then bent down the straight half of the body and began to spit white mist at the person lying on the ground. Then I was surprised to find that my teammate, who was still tossing and turning just now, suddenly stiffened and froze. Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen white nematodes with their heads raised opened their big round mouths, revealing their mouths full of sharp and thin teeth, and as soon as their bodies bent, they all bit the people on the ground. In a short time, the person who was lying alive on the ground turned into a shriveled corpse.

I gasped in fright, and said to myself: This dream is too realistic. I clearly saw the white nematode after sucking blood, and the whole body turned bright red, and then shook its body very satisfied, slowly left, and disappeared into the white mist. At this time, there were several white nematodes like pythons, raising their upper bodies, swaying towards the camp from the fog in the distance, and in a blink of an eye, they came to a sleeping teammate, and I saw that the person who was targeted by the white nematode was a fat man.

The white nematode was still spitting white mist at the sleeping fat man's mouth, but just in time for the fat man to turn over, he hummed and buried his head in the backpack and began to sleep on his stomach. And the white nematode, which saw that the fog was ineffective, turned to the other side, ready to attack the person next to the fat man.

Suddenly, I felt infinite fear sweep over my limbs, and the terrifying feeling became more and more real each time, and the wave became more and more intense, the first feeling made me widen my pores in horror, and the second wave was better than the first wave of horror, and the third wave was even worse than the second wave, so that wave after wave of horror made me immediately realize that it was not that the dream was too real, but that what was happening in front of me was real.

The white nematodes that wrig in search of their targets, and the shriveled corpses that look like dead wood, like the shock of the body, are all telling the story of what is happening now, and it is definitely not a dream.

When I woke up, I felt chills down my spine and tried to stand up, but my body couldn't move for some reason, I don't know if it was a nightmare unconsciously, or if it was related to the white mist emitted by the white nematode? Because it is not difficult to see from the incident just now that the white mist emitted by the white nematode should have an anesthetic effect.

I struggled constantly, cold sweat continued to run down my forehead, and finally, my right hand could move, but my arm could not be raised. I had to drive my fingers, like earthworms wriggling in the dirt, to try to get hold of the shotgun that had fallen to the ground.

Finally, I gritted my teeth and pulled the cold trigger on my fingers, which had been stiffened by overexertion.

The two shotguns of the double-barreled shotgun, like the scattered flowers of the goddess, shattered the shaking white nematodes into pieces of falling flowers. Bursting white nematodes

, splashing out a large amount of white juice, scattered everywhere, shimmering with dazzling fluorescence.

In the silence of the night, the sudden sound of gunfire, like a terrible thunderstorm, shook the island forest as if it were trembling.

Everyone who was asleep immediately jumped up alertly, and when they saw the dried corpse lying on the ground, everyone took their weapons in their hands.

Finally freed from my stiffness, I jumped up from the ground and rushed to the center of the camp, shouting at my teammates, "Bring your gear and get out of here." ”

The fat man asked me in a panic with a shotgun, "Lao Zheng, what's the matter?" ”

I spoke super quickly and told everyone about the dream-like scene just now, and then my eyes scanned the surroundings, and after quickly checking the number of people, I found that there was indeed one person missing, that is, the six less subordinates who slept on the very edge, and now they have become a dry corpse.

Everyone was so shocked by the scene I described that they were speechless for a while, and they did not move. At this time, the white fog around me suddenly became thicker, and I suddenly felt dizzy and wanted to sleep, and suddenly remembered that the white nematode would spit out the mist of anesthesia, so I hurriedly asked everyone to cover their mouths and noses, and began to retreat towards the island forest not far away.

Behind the team was a pitch-black, ghostly island forest, flanked by a river of unknown depths and mossy floats. To be on the safe side, I told everyone to retreat towards the island forest.

Zha Qiye held a windproof lamp and protected Zha Ling'er behind him, and everyone retreated towards the woods while being on high alert.

As soon as we stepped into the cold woods, we saw a large number of white python-like nematodes wriggling and crawling on the grass where we had been sleeping.

The fat man closed his eyes in disgust, immediately ran behind me, and muttered incessantly, "What a bug, so disgusting!" ”

When the white nematode opened its fist-sized mouth, revealing circles of sharp teeth, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill.

Now I don't need to describe it in detail, just by seeing the shrunken and dried corpses on the ground, everyone can imagine the horror of these white nematodes like pythons.

The white nematodes that raised their upper bodies no longer spit out the mist, all emerged from the mist, crawled on the grass by meandering, and in the blink of an eye, they chased into the island forest.

I now hate my precise sixth sense, and I think to myself: a terrifying battle is inevitable in the night when the air is constantly drifting away. (To be continued......)