As soon as we encountered this magical and mysterious island forest, we were intercepted by the dark river water, and the fat man was unfortunately injured.

This is a sign that this strange island forest is full of dangers, and it is definitely not a place to easily step into. However, the exhausted teammates, if they take a long detour, they don't know if they will have the physical strength to persist in reaching the Immortal Cave Mansion, and even if they reach the Immortal Cave Mansion, it will only be another beginning. If you don't have the energy and physical strength at that time, it is definitely not a good thing.

After much deliberation, it was decided that it would be decided by everyone's vote and asked for everyone's opinions.

Although the fat man's foot was injured, he said that it was not too painful now, and he would rather take a long detour than step into the black river half a step again.

The black water is not a big problem, now that you know the exact danger of it, you can find a way to solve it. For example, building bridges on it, we've done this kind of thing a few times, and no matter how proficient it is, it's not a big deal. The point is that after crossing the river, it is a real problem to go to the island forest, which is still not frozen in winter.

Since the island forest is warm and the route is close, there is no need to take a long detour, of course, it is the best choice for us who are exhausted.

I looked at the seventh master with a calm face, and said in my heart: When did you become so simple, can the island forest be a good place to walk?

After seeing my eyes, Seventh Master still smiled elegantly and said: "It's unfounded.

Damn, he gave me a slap in the face silently. What he meant couldn't be more obvious. is secretly ridiculing me, I haven't landed on the island yet, how do I know what kind of danger there is. At this time, I am just worrying in vain. In the face of his ridicule, I was powerless to refute it, and in this case, I could only prepare for the landing on the island. However, I still didn't want to give up and looked at the cigarette man, and saw that he had a cold face and didn't have the slightest attitude of wanting to express his opinion, so I had to give up stupidly.

Hold the trunk of a dead tree on top of the black river. We carefully crossed the river full of black thorny sea urchin plants and came to the metasequoia island forest.

It is still cold in the Great Khing'an Mountains in the northeast, but the metasequoia here is still full of green. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, very strange. However, the mountains and forests of the Northeast are worthy of being called "natural oxygen bars", and the air is so fresh. It's just that. The road is hard enough. On the metasequoia island forest, the water is full of stagnant water, which is knee-deep, and it is similar to the rainforest in the south. The air was also very hot and humid, and everyone in cotton jackets was sweating hot on their backs.

The tall metasequoia trees are as tall as twenty or thirty stories tall, shading the sky and the sun, and impermeable to the wind. The top of his head seemed to be covered with a green shield, and he felt very depressed in his heart. It's still sunny daytime. The metasequoia island was already dimly lit, and just after noon, the woods were as dark as the sunset.

I asked everyone to act together, to look out for each other, and not to fall behind, or it was easy to get lost in this dense island forest.

The compass in the hand kept shaking, useless, the woods were too dense, it was difficult to distinguish the yin and yang, and the sky was covered by dense branches and leaves, so we could not distinguish the position of the sun, we could only rely on the direction when we first came in, and the double pointer compass in the hand of the seventh master to continue to move north.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was dark, and in the dense metasequoia island-like forest, there were no fingers in sight, and everyone could only soak in the stagnant water and stand and rest. That's when hammocks come in handy again.

Everyone took off their soaked shoes and poured water out, and when I asked the fat man about his foot injury, he said that it was completely healed and was out of the way.

Zha Ling'er muttered to her why I didn't care about her, so I asked her, "What's wrong, is there something uncomfortable?" ”

She immediately pouted and complained, "My feet hurt." The feet have turned into sauerkraut. ”

I laughed, and Zha Ling'er described it aptly, our feet that had been running in the water for a day were now soaked, swollen into an almost transparent white, and exuded a sour smell of pickled sauerkraut in the tank.

I comforted Zha Ling'er and said that it was very hot here, and at night, she could take off her shoes and sleep barefoot, and she nodded stupidly and stopped talking.

At night, the humid and hot island forest is still as hot as during the day, and there is no wind at all, as if the breeze cannot easily burrow into this overly dense island forest. When everyone was about to fall asleep, they heard a strange bird call from nowhere, which was sharp and poignant, and made people's scalps tingle.

The magical metasequoia island forest in the dark night is definitely not a place where you can sleep easily, the smoke man is in charge of the vigil, and I sleep more soundly when he comes to the vigil.

As a result, in the middle of the night, Zha Ling'er suddenly woke everyone up, and said with a panicked face that someone had touched her feet.

The fat man said to Zha Ling'er with sleepy eyes, "Are you sleepy?" ”

Zha Ling'er's voice immediately raised an octave and retorted: "It's not a dream, is it really someone touching my feet?" ”

I looked at the cigarette man who was on vigil, and he shook his head to indicate that he hadn't seen anything.

Zha Ling'er still loudly advocated that someone touched her feet, and the fat man who was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting explained to her: "It should be the wind, or the fallen leaves, it's okay, continue to sleep." ”

There was no definite evidence, and she couldn't continue to refute it, and she looked at me with a dejected expression. I touched the top of her head and said, "I'm guarding you, you can sleep at ease, and I'll rest when you're asleep." ”

Zha Ling'er looked at my drooping eyelids and said, "It's okay, you can sleep!" It's me who makes a fuss, maybe it's just the wind. ”

The fat man sat in the hammock, yawned and said, "It's just, it must be the wind, don't worry." Moreover, it was just a foot touched, not a chest attack, it's not a big deal, do you say it's Ling'er? ”

Zha Ling'er, who looked annoyed, immediately kicked the fat man and said, "It's you big-headed ghost." ”

After such a toss, Seventh Master said that he was completely sleepy, so he replaced the cigarette man's shift and kept watch for the second half of the night. I was very sleepy for some reason, but I glanced at the dark metasequoia forest around me, and when I saw that nothing was wrong, I lay down on the hammock and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt an itch on my feet, as if someone was touching my feet. Suddenly remembered what Zha Ling'er said before, and immediately forced himself to open his eyes and look towards his feet, but he didn't see anything.

The itching on my feet just now wasn't real, it felt like someone was touching my feet, but it didn't seem to be, it wasn't clear. (To be continued......)