"Arrived"

I don't know how far I ran, but the fire fox in front of me suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by the slender and straight figure of Moshu.

Seeing this, Ali also changed from a white fox back to a human body.

Patting the non-existent dust on her body, she looked at the full moon above her head, and estimated the time in her heart.

They must have walked another four hours.

In the dry season, the nights are short and the days are long, and in two hours, the day should be light.

"Father, is there anything special here?"

While looking at her surroundings, Ali asked as she followed behind the ink book.

The original outline of the Tonghu tribe can still be seen here, but it is probably a long time, no matter how good the scenery is, now there is only a useless ruin.

The gaze fell on the stone house that was no longer in front of him, and even had no roof and serious lack of corners everywhere.

She could also see gray-black moss on it, and even unnamed plants clinging to it.

Ali couldn't help but have doubts in her heart, and twisted her eyebrows slightly, looking a little puzzled.

"Watch your step, don't trip over."

Mo Shu, who was walking in front, was holding a glowing bead in his hand at some point, and suddenly turned around and grabbed Ali, who was almost tripped over by the ghost vine.

"Oh"

Ali had a look of disgrace on her face, she was just thinking a little preoccupied, and she didn't notice anything under her feet for a while.

"Father, is there anything good here?"

Otherwise, hundreds of years have passed, how can the buildings left by the Tonghu tribe still exist.

And they walked all the way, and they didn't even see any beasts.

Ali's eyes were a little shining, and there was a bit of adventure in her tone of voice.

To say that Ali is squeamish on weekdays, but Xu is affected by the awakening of the bloodline, and the hot blood factor in her bones seems to be slowly awakened.

She clearly had a feeling that she was already thinking of it as an exciting adventure.

Mo Shu's eyes stared at her for a moment, and then before she found out, he looked away, sighed a little helplessly:

"You'll know when you get there. Nan, don't blame Father for not reminding you, you have to know that you didn't come out this time to bring you to play. ”

"I know, Father." Ali blinked, a little inexplicable.

What does Father mean by that?

And the way he looked at her just now was also a little weird.

Ali thought for a moment, then wrinkled her nose and thought very simply.

Forget it, whatever, Father won't hurt her anyway.

Heart-to-earth threw aside the words of the ink book, and the gentle breeze gently rubbed her face, and Ali's mood instantly improved again.

Passing through a ruined stone house, Ali followed Moshu down a path covered by knee-high weeds to a cave.

Under the cold moonlight, the huge cave was dark.

Ali was two or three steps behind and watched the ink book go in first.

The shadow on the ground suddenly vanished, like a dark beast that opened its jaws and swallowed it up.

Then Ali was swallowed by it slowly.

"Father, there's no way?"

At the end, Ali said aloud.

At this time, in addition to some light around the ink book, Ali also lit a dead branch with a somewhat candle-like function in her hand, faintly illuminating the wall in front of her.

The wall was very long, and Ali looked at it from the left to the right, and it was depicted with shoddy comic strips, and she looked at it as the history of the rise and fall of a tribe.

Is this the history of the Tonghu tribe?

Ali stretched out her hand and touched the mural, a little unbelievable that there were still people from the Tonghu tribe who would have the foresight to carve these things here in advance.