The miasma was so thick that not only could not be seen within close proximity, but it seemed that even sound could not penetrate the thick wall of fog. The trunks of the trees spiraled and stretched out into the dark, damp air around them, like rickety old monsters described in various ghost mythological books.

Jin Jiaojiao tried to call for help a few times, and the strange miasma seemed to be able to swallow the sound. There was silence, and the silence in the huge canyon was like death.

No wonder they didn't meet a few people along the way, this place is so mysterious that ordinary people really won't come in easily, because it is very likely that they will not be able to get out if they enter.

She and Zhao Bingyu love to be stupid.

After calming down for a moment, Jin Jiaojiao led the horse and tried to find a way out in the direction that she had just broken into. This kind of unfortunate unknown is the most terrifying, she is quite calm, it is false to say that she is not afraid, but the rich experience since childhood is still helpful, at least in this case, she is not panicked and confused, if it were replaced by other pampered ladies in Bianjing, I am afraid that she would have cried for her father and mother.

The ground beneath her feet was soft, and she could tell that the soil here should be very fertile, and the occasional clicking sound from stepping on the dry branches made her feel a little safe inside.

The diffuse miasma is not as foul as the bad swamp, but with a faint strange fragrance, Jin Jiaojiao has a keen sense of smell, she noticed that this fragrance is somewhat similar to the tranquilizing incense dream burned by Liu Xuanhe that night, but it is not exactly the same, and the specific difference is not for a moment I can't say.

Most of the miasma is poisonous, for the sake of safety, she took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, there are all kinds of strange flowers and plants growing in the forest, maybe this miasma is produced by a certain type of plant, and this strange fragrance should also be emitted by a special plant, maybe there are such medicinal materials in the special dream formula of the desert royal family.

With such an analysis, the fear in Jin Jiaojiao's heart was reduced by a few points, but she faintly began to worry about Zhao Bingyu's situation, he was so stupid, if he also broke into this Nanmu forest and inhaled the miasma, it would be troublesome.

Just pray that he won't come in, Jin Jiaojiao was in a worried mood, and couldn't help but speed up her pace, hoping to get out of the miasma and find him as soon as possible.

On the other side, Zhao Bingyu, who was separated from her, had already rushed into the miasma forest at this moment, and was anxiously searching for Jin Jiaojiao along the traces of the horse's rampage.

He was almost certain that Jin Jiaojiao's horse must have eaten the poisonous vegetation in the forest before it suddenly went crazy.

There are no animals in the lifeless forest, and there is a strange air everywhere, and even the occasional wind seems ghostly.

From the top of the canyon, it can be seen that this nanmu forest is not very wide, but the miasma shrouded is really dense, and being in it will give people the illusion of falling into the vast snow, no matter which direction you go, it is endless.

The two of them were only two or three miles apart, but they circled in the miasma forest, as if they were stuck in a dead loop, and they gradually realized that they had lost their way in the dense forest.

Zhao Bingyu paid attention to the surrounding environment to find a breakthrough, and at the same time his luck adjusted his internal breath. Although he did not understand medicine, his keen intuition led him to judge that the strange fragrance that permeated the air was by no means good, and as soon as he stepped into this strange forest, he became restless, and this fragrance probably had the hallucinogenic effect of paralyzing the nerves.

Time passed minute by minute, Zhao Bingyu was anxious, worried that Jin Jiaojiao's weak body was easily eroded by the toxins in the miasma, and if she passed out on the ground, it would be even more difficult to find her traces.

The situation is getting more and more unfavorable, he has to find Jin Jiaojiao quickly, Zhao Bingyu flew up to the treetops, wanting to find out how big the area of the Nanmu forest is at a high place, and the correct direction to get out of the miasma.

However, after all, human power could not compare with the power of nature, and he flew six or seven feet high, still within the range of the miasma, and this method did not work at all.

The already dark canyon forest becomes darker and darker as the sun sinks, and even if you cover your mouth and nose for protection, walking in the dense forest for a long time will inevitably inhale miasma. Jin Jiaojiao is not as good as Zhao Bingyu, who has internal strength, even if her courage is above ordinary people, she is still a pampered eldest lady, how can she suffer from such a dark and damp environment, her body began to become tired because she couldn't bear it, and her consciousness became trance because of the strange fragrance in the miasma.

The horse she was pulling was also affected by the miasma and became listless, at first she followed Jin Jiaojiao around the forest, and finally completely stopped picking on it, no matter how she pulled the reins and whipped the horse's buttocks, it was indifferent, and she didn't want to move the stubborn hooves again.

She can't protect herself now, and she can't care about the life of a horse, so she simply flies separately when the disaster comes, Jin Jiaojiao throws it next to a big nanmu tree and leaves alone.

After about half a pillar of incense by feeling, a small orange and yellow light spot suddenly appeared in front of the dense forest, flickering bright and dark. Jin Jiaojiao was ecstatic in her heart, thinking that it was Zhao Bingyu, and her desperate heart ran again to hope, regained her spirit, and began to walk in the direction where the small light spot was.

Jin Jiaojiao called a few times again, but there was still no response. As she walked, she was surprised to find that the miasma that permeated the trees seemed to fade a lot, and she no longer smelled the strange smell between her noses.

She was sure that this must be the right direction to escape from the Miasma Forest.

The point of light is getting closer and closer, Jin Jiaojiao quickens her pace, and the soil under her feet is no longer the soft and fertile touch before, on the contrary, the more she walks there, the harder the feeling under her feet becomes, and the surrounding environment is not so humid, as if she has stepped from the cold hell into the warm world in an instant.

It seems that everything is going in a good direction, and that light is the best guide.

But it doesn't seem to mean for sure......

"Jia Ming? Is that you? ”

The point of light does not respond.

"Anyone? Is anyone there? Jin Jiaojiao called tentatively twice, but there was still no response.

It's okay, it's important to get out first, whether there is a response or not, it's always good to find a way out.

Although there was no longer the strange fragrance in the air, but as she approached the direction of the light, she vaguely smelled another smell, which was not unfamiliar, a bit like the smell of paper money burned to ancestors on the Shangyuan Festival, wrapped in the smell of wine, a little pungent.

Suddenly, the soles of her hurried feet tripped over something, and Jin Jiaojiao suddenly lost her balance and fell to one side, her knee slammed into a hard stone, and her body fell on an object that resembled a small mountain bag.

The palms of her hands were worn by the rubble on the ground, and the worst of them were her knees and ankles, and she grinned in pain, spit out the sand and dirt in her mouth, and lay on the ground for a while before she sat up.

Jin Jiaojiao is angry and hateful, angry that Zhao Bingyu hasn't found it yet, hated why she is so rebellious, if she listens to Uncle Xiang's words and takes more people out, she won't be so embarrassed, and now she really regrets it!

The slightest movement of the ankle hurts badly, and so does the knee, so you don't have to think about it to know that it must be swollen. She was so angry that she reached out and touched the stone that had just hit her knee, trying to smash it to vent her anger.

After touching for a long time, I finally found it, a long piece of vertical on the ground, and there seemed to be scratches on it, like handwriting carved by man.

What is it?

Jin Jiaojiao was curious, moved a little closer to it with the power of the stone, turned her head to look carefully, and was startled, it was a dead man's tombstone.

And what she tripped at her feet was a bumpy skull!

There was a burst of creepy, and Jin Jiaojiao couldn't even scream.

The ominous premonition in her heart grew more and more intense, and she stiffened her neck to look at the place where she was sitting behind her, and it was clear that it was a newly covered grave bag.

She sat on top of a grave bag, surrounded by grave bags of all sizes, some of which had been overgrown with weeds for some years, and some of which had just been newly built just like the ones under her buttocks.

What's even more terrifying is that the point of light not far away seems to have grown its own feet and is slowly walking towards Jin Jiaojiao!

Getting closer......