The white-haired and yellow-skinned man seemed to see the thoughts of the three of them, and squeaked under a red pine a few meters away. Wushuang approached and shone with a flashlight, and the trunk of the hundred-year-old red pine tree was carved with a strange bird-shaped totem with a sharp weapon. It is close to the Dobkul River, and the climate is humid in summer, and there are many fungi and plants parasitic on the pine and cypress, but the totem carved on the trunk of this old tree is clean, and it should have been left by people for a few days.

"This is my grandfather's mark. Ma Ya ran over excitedly.

"Yes, this is a Haidongqing totem, a unique code for thieves. I remember my grandfather once said, it seems that there are a total of nineteen kinds of totem codes in the thief door, each of which contains a different meaning, this ...... "the book is used to hate less, Wushuang regrets that he did not remember the secret techniques of the rivers and lakes taught by his grandfather, and he can't remember what this strange door thief totem is."

However, one thing is certain, the old man Ma Sihai once passed by here and deliberately left a secret message, how many descendants of the old thief sect are there in these years? Isn't this totem just for them? The three of them continued to march towards the Cutting Dragon Ridge on the muddy mountain road.

The three of them were reckless, but they didn't know that the meaning of this ancient totem code for stealing the door was to warn the door keeper of the danger ahead, don't approach!

The turbulent Dobkul River crossed in front of them, blocking the way of the three of them, and the ridge was full of pine trees that the three of them could not encircle, and some of them were pecked by insects and ants and fell to the ground. They found a few of these old dry trees, tied them together with vines, made a simple raft, and crossed the water. The Dobkul River was so clear that it was full of big fish that were more than a foot long, and the three of them were thirsty after walking for half a night at the mountain pass, and drank a few sips of water, and did not forget to fill it with a military kettle.

"Damn, you white-haired beast is quite good at enjoying it? Lao Tzu is paddling hard here, and you just have to sit there and watch like no one else?" Lu Haotian glared at the yellow skin sitting on the raft and scolded.

The white-haired and yellow-skinned man half-squatted with his back to the three of them, and his pointed head was inserted into the water for a long time and he didn't pull it out, as if he hadn't drunk enough.

Wushuang looked at the little guy's strange behavior and asked Ma Ya what he was doing.

Ma Ya has been following her grandfather in the mountains all the year round, and she understands the habits of these animals, she looked through the moonlight, but saw that the little head with yellow skin was inserted into the water, and the water was finely waved, and the little guy was half-open in his mouth, and a stream of scarlet liquid was spitting out from his mouth and flowing into the water.

"It'...... It's vomiting blood into the water? What does that mean?" said Musou Fox suspiciously.

"Brother, it's broken, there's something underwater!" Ma Ya picked up the fire and exclaimed.

Lu Haotian shouted: "Ah, there's something under the water, this guy is still vomiting blood into the water? Isn't this a big fish under the water?"

"You don't understand, there are stinky glands in the body of the yellow skin, and the blood it spits into the water now must be extremely smelly, and ordinary animals will retreat when they smell it, it is saving us. Ma Ya said.

Whoa...... There was a splash of water more than a meter high on the surface of the water, and the three people splashed wet. I guess the guy under the water is not small.

"Damn, the smell of yellow skin is useless, it's over, it's going to let the big fish swallow it in the stomach." ”

The guy under the water is too big, it's not that the yellow skin has bad intentions, it is now in the same boat as the three of them, and if the boat capsizes, it will also die in the belly of the fish. It's just that its trick is effective against wild beasts or hunters in the mountains, but the big guys in the water are naturally fond of eating rancid things.

The big guy hit the head of the raft with a bang, and the simple raft was not big, and the slightest instability on one side caused the whole raft to lose its balance and warp up.

"Everyone, hold on!" Wushuang shouted, picking up the white fur and yellow leather with one hand, and clasping the side end of the raft with the other.

"Girl, shoot, shoot!"

Although Ma Ya is a daughter, she is also a descendant of Hu bandits, how can Ma Sihai's own granddaughter not know how to use a gun? But she kept pulling the trigger, and the fire copper did not move at all, and this old-fashioned fire barrel was filled with gunpowder, and it was not sealed, and the raft swayed into the water and got wet, where could it still sound!

Wushuang pretended to be calm and shouted: "Everyone grasp it steadily, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided......"

The three of them saw that the distance from the water below them was getting higher and higher, and they leaned down to see, "Oh my god!" What was holding up the raft was actually a hill under the water, which was dozens of meters long and oval-shaped, and a layer of aquatic grass and moss grew on the surface. In an instant, the underwater hill lifted the raft four or five meters high, as if the hill were a living thing.

"Lao Tie, what kind of play is this?" Lu Haotian asked, rubbing the water that fell on his face.

"It looks like a giant tortoise! Strange, isn't the old tortoise in the river not eating meat?"

The old turtle in the river turned its head and opened its huge mouth, and its single mouth was like a large water tank, which could be swallowed if it bit a large living person. The old turtle had a terrible stench in his mouth, and he didn't know how many dead fish and rotten shrimp he had eaten in the Dobkul River. Its two lantern-like eyes flashed with a blue light, staring at the prey on its belly and back, revealing a greedy light.

"Damn, this Wang Bachang is too scary, isn't it?" Lu Haotian shouted.

Ma Ya said: "Brother Mouse, this is not Wang Ba, it is the old turtle in the river!"

Turtles belong to the turtle class, often live in the shallow sands of the rivers and rivers in the south, and the carrion of the happy animal is a veritable underwater carnivore, and the ferocious tiger wolf does not let the land go. As the saying goes, the thousand-year-old king is 80,000 years old, and the lifespan of this turtle is higher than that of its two close relatives, and the big guy in front of him does not know how many centuries it has survived in the Dobkul River to grow into such a behemoth.

In the blink of an eye, the stinky mouth was already approaching, don't look at this big guy as a brute, but maybe it was also looking at the thin skin and tender flesh of the horse, stretched out his neck and went straight to the horse and bit it down.

Wushuang is worthy of being a descendant of thieves, he is also a master of art and bold, seeing that Ma Ya held the raft fire barrel with both hands and was damp and couldn't fight back. He gritted his teeth, threw the white hair and yellow skin caught under the squeaky nest to Lu Haotian, and then pulled out a dagger from under the waistband of his trousers, and with a little foot, he jumped up at the right time and jumped up just as one arm wrapped around the big guy's neck.

The giant turtle's neck was strangled and couldn't breathe, and it subconsciously shook violently to throw Wushuang down.

"Brother, be careful!"

Wushuang glared angrily and gritted his teeth, and stabbed into the neck cavity of the giant turtle, but this giant turtle was too big, and this knife was like a mosquito bite, and it couldn't be fatal at all. But it ached slightly, so it had to retract its attention.