The plant species on the shores of Linzhong Lake are very rich. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are not only low shrubs such as Yingchun, Tetradendron, and Hydrangea, but also tall trees such as weeping willow, Bodhi, and laurel, as well as bougainvillea, black-eyed flowers, and Fufang vines.

The interlaced branches and overlapping flowers and leaves form a dense protective net over the trees, blocking the light of the bright moon in mid-air, turning the forest into a dark and cold world.

The clusters of bushes in the east and the bushes in the west form a simple but extremely complex labyrinth, which makes people dizzy and easy to get lost in this forest.

The forest is partly meant to prevent the restless creatures of the lake from invading into the depths of the school, and on the other hand, to prevent some restless students from declaring their courage in the wrong places.

Of course, neither the labyrinth nor the darkness had any effect on the old school workers.

The old man of Verne walked like a fly with a wooden cane in his hand. With the faint light of the cane's wind lamp, it shuttled through the low bushes and grasses in the forest. Soon, he took two freshmen who were out of breath to a glade.

The pungent fishy smell on the fish-man became stronger and stronger, as if it was close at hand.

"Shhhhh He shook the head of his staff slightly, and the flame of the bean sprouts in the wind lamp was completely extinguished, leaving only a wisp of green smoke slowly swirling and dissipating in the lampshade.

Zheng Qing held his breath and tried his best to suppress his beating heart.

He turned his head to look at Lin Guo, and the little boy's face was also red, and he looked quite amused in the gloomy woods.

"Hold the tree, don't move. The old man's lips moved slightly, but his voice clearly reached the ears of the two students: "Maybe we can see something interesting." ”

With that, he reached out and pushed the two freshmen against a tall linden tree beside him.

The linden tree looked to have grown for many years, unusually thick, with a grayish-white trunk with many thick aerial roots that stretched upwards in a zigzag way, and a wide canopy with dark green leaves stacked on top of each other in the moonlight, blocking most of the light.

The old man's movements were very rude, and Zheng Qing turned his face sideways, and was heavily pressed between the air roots. His eyes widened, and a few centimeters from his nose, a sleeping lightworm had just pulled its mouthparts out of the bark. The pale yellow gum slowly overflowed, solidified in the wind, and condensed an irregular rubber ball at the wound.

The bulging belly of the lampworm seemed to have just discovered the uninvited guest beside him, moved his thin legs, came to the front of the guest, and rubbed the tip of Zheng Qing's nose with a sharp mouthpiece.

Fortunately, this bug has just eaten and drunk enough, and there is no further movement.

Zheng Qing watched it flutter its wings and slowly breathe a sigh of relief. If the bug really intended to stick a needle and suck blood, he wasn't sure what he would do.

"Hold your breath. The old man's subtle voice rang in his ears again.

The young student took a deep breath, and then his eyes immediately widened. The air that poured into his nostrils was mixed with the freshness of gum and the fish-man stench, making his stomach tumble.

Before he could fully recover his senses, a hideous fish head crossed the linden tree and appeared in the woods.

Through the little moonlight sprinkled between the branches and leaves, Zheng Qing could clearly see the transparent slightly wrinkled eyelids of this fish-man, the huge, round eyes, and even the black spots and dense bloodshot on the eyes.

Its cheeks are covered with shiny hard scales, its chest and abdomen are thick shield scales, and its arms are covered with sharp scales.

Maybe it's because I'm too nervous. The pale cyan fish scales in Zheng Qing's memory turned gray under the moonlight for some reason, and the magic patterns with oil flowers in his impression all disappeared.

All you can see is a monster with scales and armor.

It smells fishy.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but gasp, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a big rough hand immediately covered it.

"Quiet. The old man's voice was like a mosquito, subtle, sharp, and unusually clear.

This is probably the legendary sound transmission into the secret, Zheng Qing's thoughts went astray again, and this idea suddenly rolled out of his mind.

The fish-man who suddenly appeared didn't care about the old Bodhi on his side.

It shook its dorsal fin and took heavy steps over the thick linden, looked around, then raised its head and sniffled.

“...... Hiss...... Hurry up and ......" Suddenly another hissing sound was heard not far away, as if it was close to the ear.

Zheng Qing blinked vigorously and swallowed his saliva quietly, becoming more and more afraid to move.

There's more than one fish-man here! He thought to himself, could it be that these fish-people drive the worms to catch kappa? I had never heard that fish-people love to eat kappa.

The fishman who walked into the bushes turned his face suspiciously, and his round eyes looked at the Bodhi wood behind him in a daze.

Although there was nothing in sight, only gray-white bark and three or two insects. But it can always smell something in the air that unsettles the fish.

Not far away, the urging of his companion was heard again.

The fish-man finally gave up his doubts and fumbled around a few bushes, except for a few lampworms that were sucking the sap of the trees, and did not even see the larger mice.

“...... Hiss...... Not...... Person...... ...... snort," the fish-man turned and shouted, dragging his heavy steps away from the woods again.

"A small trick," the old school worker's voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears again, and his tone seemed to be full of laughter: "Don't make too much noise, you can turn around slowly...... It's an interesting thing, and it's hard for freshmen to come across it. ”

Zheng Qing tried his best to control his somewhat stiff hands and feet, slowly turned his head, and looked through the gap between the air roots of the Bodhi Wood to look at the slightly noisy glade not far away.

Because there was no dense shade overhead, the bright moonlight could fall unhindered on the lawn between the clearings.

By the moonlight, several figures clearly appeared in front of Zheng Qing's eyes.

Five-headed fish-man.

Three wizards.

The fish-men in the moonlight seemed to be covered in a thin halo of light, and their scales shimmered with a clear brilliance. The tallest fish-man stood at the front of all the fish-men with his arms crossed, staring at the wizards in front of him.

The other fish-men each carried a huge package on their backs and followed it honestly.

The three wizards opposite the fish-man were draped in heavy black robes and wide hoods, shrouding their faces in deep shadow.

The wizard standing in the middle was tall and looked a little fat. His ten fingers were crossed in front of his abdomen, his body was straight, and his fat figure did not affect his performance in the slightest, but made his standing posture appear more powerful.

Two other wizards stood diagonally behind him, bags in their hands and books in their arms.