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Mr. Ding hesitated for a moment, and said, "I only saw the monster's eyes, which looked... looked like..."

Mr. Ding stuttered twice and said, "It looks a lot like... Shiraki guide."

guide?

No wonder Mr. Ding was very surprised when he saw Bai Mu, and he would have a stress response when he was touched by Bai Mu.

Mr. Ding said again: "But I think I must have read it wrong, after all... that monster's eyes are blood red, and the guide seems to be a good person, and he tried his best to save me just now, I don't think so well... ..."

Wan Teng Lin Mu thought for a while, and Bai Mu didn't seem to have any spiritual power feeling on his body. If there was, he should be able to feel it, and it didn't look like a tentacle monster.

After Mr. Ding finished speaking, he kept trembling. His calf was broken, and his body was wet. He folded his arms and shivered non-stop.

Wan Teng looked around, and the sky was getting dark. There are few trees here, and it is near the water. It is safer to spend the night here.

Wan Teng Linmu said: "You stay here now, I'll go over there to pick up some branches, and let's make a fire to keep warm."

Mr. Ding nodded. His legs and feet are not convenient for walking now, so he can only sit on the shore, so he said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Wan Teng stood up. The forest next to him was very sparse, and there were many fallen branches on the ground. He picked up some branches and held them in his arms. He was afraid that Mr. Ding would be in danger if he stayed alone, so he hurried back.

Mr. Ding was still sitting where he was, "Ah Choo!" He sneezed, trembling against the wind, like a weak willow supporting the wind, that appearance is indeed a beautiful woman, no wonder she is a charmer.

wow-

Wan Teng Lin Mu threw the branch on the ground, and Mr. Ding felt it from his body and took out a lighter, but it was wet, soaked in water, and could no longer ignite.

Mr. Ding said dejectedly: "This... fell into the water just now, and it was all soaked in water. It can no longer be used. How do I start the fire?"

"Hi." Wan Teng Linmu suddenly felt that his image was getting taller, and said, "In this kind of field, you can't use lighters. Although lighters are convenient, they are too restrictive."

First, lighters are afraid of water. This is very important. There is inevitably water in the wild. Once it touches water, the lighter will be scrapped.

Second, the number of times the lighter can be used is very limited. Although you can bring replacement liquid for the lighter, a large can takes up a lot of space.

At this time, there was a better choice. Wan Teng Linmu pulled something from his waist. It was dark and looked like a key, but there were no teeth on the key, it was just a bare iron rod.

Wan Teng Linmu took out the strange key and said with a smile, "This is a flint and steel. It's fine if it gets wet. Don't worry, use it."

Flint is made of metal. As long as it is rubbed, the flint powder will automatically ignite. It is very convenient to use and does not take up space. Even if it is soaked in water, wipe off the water on the surface and then continue to use it.

Under Mr. Ding's adoring gaze, Wan Teng Lin Mu lit the fire.

Mr. Ding said in shock: "There is such a magical thing. It seems that we are really nerds. We sit in the office every day doing research, and we are blinded when we encounter things."

In fact, all these things about Wanqi Linmu were learned from Luo Shen.

Luo Shen is the leader of the road, and he ran around with Wanqi Linmu. The two of them had a lot of fights, so they learned some field knowledge more or less. In front of Mr. Ding, they suddenly became "holy" stand up.

crackle!Crackling——

Wan Teng Linmu poked the branches of the fire with a branch to make the branches fluffy, so that the fire could be fully burned and the flame bigger.

They didn't have backpacks, and they didn't have a change of clothes on them, so they could only dry by the fire. The more the flames burned, the warmer they were.

Mr. Ding is not a very talkative person. Although he does not resist communicating with others, if others do not take the initiative to speak, he will not take the initiative to speak.

Sitting side by side, Wan Teng Linmu scratched his chin and said, "What's going on with that Ding Zhe? Do you mind if I ask?"

Before they encountered the termites, Ding Zhe took advantage of the gap between the vigil and tied up Mr. Ding in the dead of night. If it hadn't been for Wanqi Linmu to get up to go to the bathroom, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

When Ding Zhe was mentioned, Mr. Ding trembled a little, his eyes shrank, and his body subconsciously reacted in fear of defense.

Mr. Ding was silent for a while, and said: "Ding Zhe is my student. In fact, he is not very talented, but he likes the agarwood culture more, and he worships me as a teacher."

Mr. Ding is soft-tempered and easy to talk. On the other hand...

"You also know that in the circle of Chenxiang culture, there are many scammers. If you are outside the circle, you don't even want to buy real Chenxiang. It is the seller's conscience to buy Chenxiang white wood. Xiangshe, the money on hand is very short."

Mr. Ding wants to build a fragrance house, not for making money, nor for cheating, because he really loves fragrance, but money is a problem.

"At that time Ding Zhe came to me and said that he really liked Chen Xiang, but he was a layman, so he wanted to worship me as a teacher. On the one hand, it was because he was very pious, and on the other hand, it was also because I needed money. He said that if I accepted him As a disciple, I will invest in Xiangshe... I agreed."

But unexpectedly, Ding Zhe had "ulterior motives".

At the beginning, Xiangshe was very successful, Ding Zhe invested, and Mr. Ding had real skills, and quickly grew up. But later, Ding Zhe actually started to pursue Mr. Ding.

Mr. Ding looked a little unnatural, and said, "I... I have never discriminated against things like sexual orientation, but I... I really like the opposite sex, so I rejected Ding Zhe."

In fact, Ding Zhe didn't react too much until Mr. Ding came back from the ghost forest and fell seriously ill.

Mr. Ding went out to "collect the wind" and came back seriously ill, so Ding Zhe took over Xiangshe smoothly.

Mr. Ding recalled, shrunk his legs, hugged his knees, and said: "He took over Xiangshe and didn't let me do anything. He let me rest in the room all day long, and there were bodyguards outside the door to prevent me from going out. One step at the door restricts my freedom."

Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "Isn't this imprisoned?"

Mr. Ding added: "At first I thought he was worried about my illness, but then I found out..."

Ding Zhe actually added something to Mr. Ding's water and rice. At first Mr. Ding didn't notice it, but felt that he was tired and had limited daily activities. He couldn't walk far and couldn't be tired, so he stayed in the room every day.

After a long time, Mr. Ding noticed something was wrong, so he paid attention to it, but Ding Zhe unexpectedly made a small move.

It is obvious that Ding Zhe's possessiveness has reached the point of perversion, and he is very irritable. In addition to imprisoning Mr. Ding, he sometimes beats Mr. Ding with his hands.

Mr. Ding said: "I...as long as I talk to other people, even if I talk to the bodyguard at the door, he will beat people when he sees him. Sometimes he hits me, and sometimes he hits the people who talk to me... Second-rate……"

Mr. Ding shivered and closed his eyes: "Ding Zhe almost beat that bodyguard to death last time, and his face was covered in blood. I... I was too scared, and I haven't dared to speak since then."

One reason is that Mr. Ding is not as powerful as Ding Zhe and cannot resist, and the other reason is that Mr. Ding does not want to involve others in being beaten.

No wonder Mr. Ding didn't talk much all the way. In fact, he was afraid that Ding Zhe's attack would cause others trouble.

Wan Teng Linmu "slap!" poked the ground fiercely with a branch, and said, "Pervert! He should be castrated."

Mr. Ding sighed deeply, and said, "If it wasn't for looking for King Chenxiang, he wouldn't have brought me out. In fact, I had already thought about it and found a chance to escape, but I didn't expect so many accidents to happen."

King Chenxiang is very valuable, even if Ding Zhe is rich, he seems to covet the value of King Chenxiang very much, so this time Ding Zhe plans to take Mr. Ding out to find Chenxiang.

Wan Teng Lin Mu said: "When you were in Xiangshe, why didn't you ask other people for help?"

Mr. Ding said: "I also thought about asking other people for help. When Ding Zhe was not paying attention, I asked Xiao Wu, but..."

Xiao Wu was beaten up the next day, saying that he was robbed of money by a gang of gangsters, and almost sent to the hospital. Later, Ding Zhe found Mr. Ding and told him not to play tricks. The fifth was just a warning, if he was playing tricks, He killed the people in Xiangshe.

Mr. Ding said: "I don't dare to act rashly."

Wan Teng Lin Mu narrowed his eyes and said, "This Ding Zhe is really a pervert."

"Actually, Ding Zhe wasn't like this before, but it started recently..." Mr. Ding said, "I went out to collect folk songs, but Ding Zhe didn't follow. After he came back, he seemed to be a different person, always talking about it."

In the past, Ding Zhe always pursued Mr. Ding, but it was never like this, but since Mr. Ding came back from the collection, it was different.

"I heard," Mr. Ding said, "during the time I was out, Ding Zhe became obsessed with fortune-telling, and even found a fortune-teller, and became obsessed."

"Fortune-telling?" Wan Teng Lin Mu was suspicious.

Mr. Ding nodded and said, "Yes, I saw that Ding Zhe still drinks some talisman water every day. It seems that it was given to him by a fortune teller. That fortune teller's name is... called... Wuer? It seems to be the name."

"Wu Er!?" Wan Teng Lin Mu sneered, "It's him again?"

Mr. Ding said, "Do you know this fortune teller?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu said: "What kind of fortune teller is he, he's just a big fool."

Wan Teng Lin Mu seemed to think of something, and said, "Are you in charge of the business of your Xiangshe?"

Mr. Ding shook his head and said, "I'm not in charge. I don't know anything about business, and Ding Zhe is in charge. I'm just in charge of researching agarwood, and occasionally go out to give lectures."

"Sure enough," Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "Ding Zhe must have sold those agarwoods to him."

Uncle Wan Tengjinghou said before that Mr. Ding's Xiangshe has contacts with Wuer, and the raw materials for Wuer's corpse fragrance and soul fragrance are all supplied by Xiangshe, so this Mr. Ding is not an ordinary person.

It turned out that Mr. Ding had no relationship with Wuer, it was all Ding Zhe's relationship with Wuer secretly.

Mr. Ding said, "Who is this Wudu?"

"He..." Before Lin Mu could finish speaking, he suddenly frowned, raised his hand to his lips, and said, "Hush!"

Mr. Ding subconsciously tensed up, looked around, didn't dare to speak, and closed his mouth tightly.

rustling-

rustle--

The grass was fluctuating rapidly, as if something was hiding and would pounce on them at any moment.

"Someone is coming, let's go!" Wan Teng Lin Mu helped Mr. Ding up.

rustle!

Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the grass.

"Ding Zhe!?"

It turned out to be Ding Zhe.

Dan Dingzhe is weird.

He was attacked by termites before and spit on his face with formic acid. It must have been a disaster, but he was still alive unexpectedly.

live...?

No, not alive.

Wan Teng Lin Mu smelled a corpse.

Ding Zhe should no longer be alive, but a dead body.

I saw Ding Che laying on the ground, his movements were very fast, crawling, turning his head back and forth, his abdomen swelled up, it was indescribably strange, his clothes were torn, and his torn clothes Underneath, several feet grew out!

Not human feet, but...

Termite feet!

"Termites?!" Mr. Ding exclaimed in surprise, "He...how did he become a termite!?"

Ding Zhe was lying on the ground, his abdomen was swollen, and he had grown legs under his chest. He mutated like a termite.

"There should be a problem with formic acid." Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "Run!"

Mr. Ding turned pale, and said, "My leg is broken, I can't run anymore, run now!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu gritted his teeth, and simply carried Mr. Ding on his back, saying, "I'll carry you!"

Mr. Ding has a thin frame and is not that heavy. Wan Teng Lin Mu carried him on his back, and the two ran forward quickly. There was a forest in front of him, and the trees became more and more lush. , wanting to hide and get rid of the mutated Ding Zhe behind him.

Ding Zhe let out a strange roar, and his feet kept switching and running under him, "Xusususu" quickly caught up from behind.

Wan Teng Linmu was sweating profusely from running, "Grass!", and cursed: "Damn it, he has a little more legs, and I only have two legs!"

Although it's not the time to laugh, Mr. Ding actually laughed out loud. Wan Tenglinmu found that Mr. Ding's smile... seems a bit low.

"Get rid of it?" After Mr. Ding laughed, he was pleasantly surprised to find that they really took advantage of the terrain of the forest to get rid of Ding Zhe behind him.

Wan Teng Lin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "What a lot of legs? Is it still dumping you?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of "嗡—嗡嗡—".

Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "Bee?"

Mr. Ding said: "I heard it too, the buzzing sound."

"Om-"

"Buzz-"

"Om..."

wow-

Accompanied by the sound of swaying branches and leaves, something rushed out from mid-air. Wan Teng Linmu and Mr. Ding looked up, and they couldn't help but uttered "Ho—" in unison.

Ding Zhe!

Of course, there is nothing special about having more legs.

Because Ding Zhe not only has more legs, he also has wings!

"Grandpa!" Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "I forgot, termites seem to have wings!"

Among the termite populations, some have wings, and most of them have wings. When they were attacked by termites before, they did not see termites flying, so they ignored this point.

An important reason why termites evolved from cockroaches is that termites have wings.

Ding Zhe had two short wings on his back, flapping non-stop.

"Does he think he's a little bee?" Wan Chenglin couldn't control too much, and ran forward quickly with Mr. Ding on his back while complaining.

"Low your head!!"

Mr. Ding shouted.

Bang! !

Wan Teng Lin Shu rushed forward quickly, feeling the wind blowing slightly above his head, and Ding Zhe swooped down, sweeping towards them.

Wan Teng Lin Mu threw himself on the ground, his chin hurting from rubbing against it, and Mr. Ding also fell from above, fell to the ground, and rolled out directly.

Wan Teng Lin Mu turned over, leaped up with his strength, and lightly stroked the earrings, "click click", the fragments of the mirror coffin quickly deformed.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Wan Teng Lin Mu felt that the weapon in his hand was not strong, as if it was not very convenient, looked down, good guy!

Something went wrong with the fragments of the mirror coffin. Wan Teng Lin Mu just wanted a long sword, but he was holding a big mirror in his hand, so he had to be right. How could he beat someone?

call--! !

"Be careful!" Mr. Ding shouted.

Ding Zhe had already swooped down, flailing his teeth and claws at the trees in Wanqi, and opened his mouthparts.

when--! ! !

Wan Teng Lin Mu swung subconsciously, the mirror coffin in his hand... the mirror, with a golden sound, like a gong, directly covered the face of Ding Zhe who was swooping down, and baked him a big cake!

Ding Zhe was stunned by the beating. He obviously had a concussion. He fell directly from mid-air to the ground, his wings trembled several times, and his chest and legs kept kicking.

Wan Teng Lin Mu shook the mirror in his hand vigorously, muttering in his mouth: "What kind of special thing, why are the fragments of the mirror coffin so unreliable?"

He wanted to turn the fragments of the mirror coffin into long swords, "Shua!" With a flash in his hand, the mirror deformed and turned into a comb!

Swah——

a pot!

Swah——

A shovel!

Swah——

a pair of chopsticks!

Wan Teng Linmu said viciously, "Am I going to use these chopsticks to pierce the eyes of termites?"

Mirror coffin fragments are malfunctioning.

At the same time, Wan Teng Lin Mu suddenly felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and his spiritual power surged in his body, giving him the illusion of being severely restrained...

illusion!

Not an illusion.

Wan Teng Lin Mu suddenly remembered that he felt oily after eating instant noodles and wanted to eat sweet and sour things, could it be...

Isn't it true that I'm really pregnant again!

Wan Cheng Lin Mu had a headache for a while, at this crucial juncture, couldn't he make himself handsome for more than three seconds?

Kara!

Just when Wan Teng Lin Mu complained, the fragments of the mirror coffin completely failed, shattered suddenly, turned into pieces, and fell to the ground. Wan Teng Lin Mu hurriedly lay down on the ground to pick up the fragments, and randomly put them in his pockets.

Just as he was picking up the fragments, Ding Zhe, who had been knocked out, had already woken up, "Kudden!" Turning over, grinning, he was successfully irritated by Wan Teng Lin Mu, and rushed over with flapping wings.

Wan Teng Lin Mu rolled on the spot, rolled in front of Mr. Ding, pulled him up, and said, "Let's go!"

The two stumbled forward, and Wan Qi Lin Mu's spiritual power was restrained. Now he is no different from an ordinary person, the difference is that he still has a stomachache from time to time!

bang——

Thinking of something, Wan Teng Lin Mu felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and fell to the ground suddenly, curled up, stretched out his hand to press his abdomen, and sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Xiao Lin!? Xiao Lin!"

Mr. Ding shook Wanqi Linmu and said, "Get up, Xiaolin!"

Mr. Ding supported Wanqi Linmu, but Wanqi Linmu had no strength, and he couldn't get up anyway, his face was pale, and his consciousness was a little lax.

call--

Ding Zhe had already rushed over and swooped down quickly. Seeing the scene, Mr. Ding had nowhere to go, so he fit himself on Wanqi Linshu and used himself to protect Wanqi Linshu.

Bang! ! !

With a loud noise, Ding Zhe swooped down, and neither Wan Teng Lin Mu nor Mr. Ding felt the expected pain.

Instead, it was Ding Zhe who rolled backwards with a roar.

At the same time, Wan Teng Lin Mu vaguely saw a figure appearing in front of him.

The figure turned his back to them, he looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, he was not very old, he looked like a junior high school boy, with a slender figure, a small waist that couldn't be grasped, and his complexion was white and pink, revealing the beauty of demeanor.

From the boy's left shoulder to his right leg, there seemed to be a golden tattoo, like a golden phoenix, wrapping around his graceful and slender figure.

Why did Wan Teng Lin Mu look so carefully?Because this boy has no clothes on at all!

The boy's hair was a little long, and the top of his head was highlighted with golden hair.

The golden one... Xiaodumao?

Wan Teng Lin Mu suddenly thought of something.

The young man rushed over, with his back turned to them, unable to see his expression or appearance, "Shua!" His hands drooped, slightly opened, and white bone spurs appeared on the back of his hands.

It is exactly the same as Wen Shiyi's bone spur!

It's just that Wen Shiyi is left-handed and only has bone spurs in his left hand, and this boy has bone spurs in both hands.

Ding Zhe roared and rushed forward, the boy seemed to sneer, because he couldn't see his expression, so he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he jumped up suddenly, with amazing jumping ability, he didn't retreat but advanced, and rushed forward.

The bone spurs bowed left and right, "Shua Shua!" twice, and directly chopped off a pair of short wings of Ding Zhe.

Hum-boom!

Ding Zhe lost his wings and fell to the ground suddenly. The boy rushed over quickly, stabbing Ding Zhe's head with a bone spur.

Ding Zhe rolled violently, avoiding the attack of the bone spur, and opened his mouth to spit mucus at the young man.

The boy tilted his head to avoid it, but because his hair was a little long, he heard a "呵—" and his fever was burned by the mucus.

"Got it!" It was the sound of teeth hitting each other up and down.

The boy was trembling all over, not from fear, but from anger, because his hair was burnt, as if his body was filled with rage, and he was instantly ignited, just like a firecracker, crackling and about to explode.

The boy yelled and rushed up quickly, "Bang bang!" The bone spurs in his hands alternately pierced, and at the same time, his hands kept bursting into flames!

Flames, that's right, flames erupted from the boy's palm.

Wan Teng Linmu just felt familiar, but now he is completely sure that it is not a matter of familiarity, this is the son of Mr. Xiaobai and Wen Shiyi.

Little yellow chicken!

It's just that when they separated, the little yellow chicken was still a little chick, and unexpectedly it turned into a human form so quickly.

As expected of a violent little turkey, it is still very violent in human form.

Mr. Ding was dumbfounded. This boy could breathe fire in his palm.

Wan Teng Lin Mu sat up, and quickly said with a dry smile: "Flint and flint!"

Mr. Ding nodded dully and said, "So that's how it is..."

Such a ghost, flint and steel can be so convenient, it is estimated that it will sell for a sky-high price!

Termites are afraid of fire, and the little yellow chicken is a golden phoenix. The flame he created is not an ordinary flame. Ding Zhe was obviously afraid, and because he lost his wings, he shrank and went into the forest with a roar.

The little yellow chicken wanted to chase, but Wan Teng Linmu shouted: "Don't chase! Don't chase!"

The situation in the forest is complicated, and the place of life is unfamiliar. After finally meeting the little yellow chicken, I can't lose it again.

Hearing Wan Teng Lin Mu's shout, the violent young man wanted to chase after him, but he obediently stopped and turned around.

He had been turning his back just now, so Wan Teng Lin Mu didn't see the appearance of the little yellow chicken clearly, and turned his head this time...

Super cute!

The little yellow chicken looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, and his whole body is filled with the feeling of a cute little lady. He even has a round bun face, and this face is at least eight-quarters like that of his uncle Wan Cheng Jinghou. Under the corners of the eyes, there is a red mole on each side, as if they were placed there on purpose, a little cute and a little flirtatious.

The young man has a well-proportioned figure, full of a sense of demeanor. Although he looks very thin, there are still a lot of small flesh hidden. There are golden patterns from his left shoulder to his right leg, and he looks very rich.

He has long hair, but it's not too long. The golden hair on the top of his head is very unconvincing. It stands up for a while and then hangs down, which is unique.

The boy has a small bulbous nose, a mouth full of red cherry, delicate and beautiful facial features, but he always maintains a pair of dead fish eyes that can't be opened and sleep, full of a very unhappy aura.

The little yellow chicken fiddled with her hair, pulling at the burnt ends, and she was really upset.

He didn't wear any clothes, it must have just been transformed, Wan Teng Linmu hurriedly took off his coat.

The little yellow chicken is a teenager and a young lady, and his height is less than 1.5 meters. Wanqi Linmu's coat is a long one, directly pocketed from head to tail, with a button, perfect!

Nothing can be seen.

Mr. Ding said strangely: "This is...?"

Wan Teng Linmu was quick-witted and said, "This... this is the son of the shopkeeper. You forgot, we have seen his photo at the shopkeeper's house. His name is... called... Xiao Huang!"

Little Yellow Chicken: "..."

Mr. Ding has no impression at all, but they entered the mountain this time to find King Chenxiang and rescue the villagers trapped in the mountain.

Mr. Ding believed it was true, without any doubts at all, he just frowned and said, "Such a young child should still be in school, why did he go to the mountain to be Shannon?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." Mr. Ding's thinking is really jumping.

Wan Teng Linmu inspected the little yellow chicken, tied up his hair, and said, "Xiao... Xiao Huang, how did you find us, where are the others?"

With a pair of dead fish eyes, the little yellow chicken shook his head, as if he could not speak yet, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Wan Teng Linmu couldn't ask anything, and it seemed that everyone was separated, so he said, "Let's go forward, Mr. Ding, do you have any impression of that deep well?"

Mr. Ding thought about it carefully, and said: "I was also lost at the time. It is easy to get lost in this forest, so... I walked along the water, and then came across a deep well."

water?

Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "Is it the stream where we rest?"

Mr. Ding said: "I don't know too much."

They all ran out for such a long way. At that time, they were too anxious and didn't know which way to run. Now it is very troublesome to find water.

The little yellow chicken didn't speak, but pointed in a direction, signaling to go over.

Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "You said there is water over there?"

The little yellow chicken still didn't speak, and nodded with its round bun face. The fleshy baby's fat cheeks were very cute, and it trembled twice with the nod, which made Wan Teng Lin Mu want to pinch it.

Wan Teng Lin Mu said: "Then let's go over there, and I will carry you, Mr. Ding."

Mr. Ding's leg was broken and he couldn't walk, but Wanqi Linmu had a severe pain in his abdomen just now. Mr. Ding said: "I can walk by myself. There are many trees here, so I can jump with support."

Jumping and walking, when will this go?

The little yellow chicken didn't speak, but made a half-squat motion, indicating that he was carrying Mr. Ding on his back.

The little yellow chicken has a height of 1.5 meters. She looks like a pink and tender little lady. Even if she always has a pair of dead fish eyes that cannot be opened, she is still a child. Mr. Ding is an adult and taller than him On the one hand, you can't let your child carry you on your back.

Just as Mr. Ding was about to refuse, the little yellow chicken had already picked him up with a "huh--" with boundless strength and stability!

The little yellow chicken carried Mr. Ding on its back, and the three of them walked forward all the way. Sure enough, they saw the stream before they walked too far, and walked along the stream again.

"Look!"

There is a forest in front, which is much neater than the forest they passed through before.

I say neat because there seems to be only one kind of tree in this forest, and the forest they passed just now is very noisy, with all kinds of trees in a mess.

And here, only one kind of tree survives.

Wan Teng Linmu didn't understand these things, and he couldn't name them, but Mr. Ding said, "These are all agarwood, so spectacular!"

A large forest of agarwood and white trees, like soldiers, stretches forward neatly, row by row, row by row, straight and straight, almost endless as far as the eye can see, and it is more spectacular than any breeding forest that Mr. Ding has seen.

And these white trees are much stronger than the trees in the cultivated forest.

Mr. Ding said: "It's so beautiful. These agarwood trees must not be planted by Shannon. Firstly, because the terrain here is too complicated, it takes a long time to get in and out of the woods. It is impossible for Shannon to plant trees here. Secondly, it is because here The agarwood is at least hundreds of years old. For the sake of profit, Shannon generally, once the young saplings grow to the age of the tree, they don’t need to be too thick, they will be nailed, or burned, or artificially injected with fungi, so that It secretes agarwood, which will not allow agarwood to grow into an old tree that is hundreds of years old."

Mr. Ding stretched out his hands to caress these trees, looked carefully, and frowned.

Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Ding said: "Here... there are a lot of insects and ants."

Looking at the Wancheng forest along the place Mr. Ding pointed out, the trunks are mottled and mottled. Most of these agarwoods have traces of being bitten by moths, and some trunks secrete a kind of oil.

Mr. Ding said: "This is agarwood, there is a natural agarwood here..."

Wan Tenglin frowned slightly, staring carefully at the gnawed tree trunks, and suddenly had a bold idea...

People generally use three methods to make agarwood, as Mr. Ding said just now: one is through nails, which is an ancient method, which injures the tree, and insects and ants like to bite the injured place, so that the tree secretes a large amount of The second method is burning with fire, peeling off the bark of the tree and burning it with a big fire. This method can get a large area of ​​agarwood because the injured surface of the tree is very large, and it is no problem to carve some ornaments; The third method is to artificially infect the trees. Shannon will make a bottle for the agarwood white wood, and the fungus that infects the tree is in the bottle.

But when Wan Teng Linmu saw this agarwood forest, he thought of another way to produce agarwood...

termite.

Perhaps the owner of the agarwood forest has a fourth method of making agarwood, which is to create the type of insects and ants that gnaw on the white wood of the agarwood.

Are those huge termites used to gnaw on these agarwood?

Wan Teng Lin Mu suddenly said: "The agarwood here may not be natural either."

"Isn't it natural?" Mr. Ding said strangely: "Is there anyone else artificially making agarwood in this kind of place?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of "Xusu--".

The bushes and trees kept fluctuating, accompanied by the sound of "boom—boom—" and that earth-shaking tremor again.

"Termites?!" Mr. Ding's face instantly turned pale. That's right, it's termites. Everyone has already experienced it. They were attacked by termites before, and they looked like this.

The sky had already turned gray, and the leaves trembled crazily in the darkness, like the tentacles of an evil spirit.

rustling-

termite!

Countless termites came out of the darkness, and some with wings swept towards them.

Wan Teng Lin Mu immediately said to the little yellow chicken: "Hurry up, start the fire!"

As long as there is the phoenix flame, these termites are not their opponents at all.

The little yellow chicken handed Mr. Ding to Wanqi Linmu, holding two small white hands, looking very dignified, and the eyes of the dead fish that could not wake up were full of displeasure.

crackle!

There was a sound of fire in the palm of your hand.

but……

A little spark just appeared, and suddenly went out.

hiss-

Accompanied by the sound of extinguishing.

clap clap!

hiss-

crackle!

hiss...

The little yellow chicken tried hard three times, and the dead fish eyes opened. It turned out that after opening, it turned out to be a pair of round, super cute almond eyes. The black eyes were full of confusion, and they even tilted their heads.

What cuteness!

I know you are cute!

The little yellow chicken unexpectedly dropped the chain temporarily at this time.

"Let's run!!" Wan Qilin Mu grabbed Mr. Ding with one hand and the little yellow chicken with the other. He couldn't even start the fire, why don't you run away? !

That is to say, Wanqi Linmu can't use his spiritual power now, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a mess. It's all Luo Shen's fault, and he has to prove the dignity of the old man if he has nothing to do!

Luo Shen...

As soon as I thought of this, I heard "Roar!", a loud roar that shook the earth and shook the mountains.

It's the cry of a tiger.

A white tiger with an extremely huge tail, longer than its body, and much larger than ordinary tigers, suddenly jumped out from the depths of the woods.

"Bam—!!"

With a flick of the tail, a piece of termites that attacked the Wanqi forest was directly thrown away.

Wan Teng Lin Mu took a closer look, little tiger? !

The little tiger became bigger and swelled a lot, but it still didn't transform into a human form, and rushed out roaring.

Snapped!

At the same time, with a crisp sound, the burning fire chain suddenly exploded in the air, sweeping away the termites in the air.

The long fire chain is like a fire dragon flying in the air, flying quickly, "crack! crack! crack!" It kept whipping.

It's a burning whip!

Tread-tap-

As the fire snake danced, Wan Teng saw a black shadow, and quickly rushed out of the woods. He held a whip made of condensed black fishing line in his hand, and the whip was wrapped in raging flames.

Luo Shen!

Luo Shen quickly shuttled through the termite colony, he actually rushed from behind the termite colony, "Ta" jumped up, turned over suddenly, stepped on the agarwood, and used his strength to cross the termite colony, flicked the whip in his hand, sparks fluttered It fell down, as if drawing a clear boundary line. When the termite encountered sparks, it quickly retreated, lingering and not to be outdone.

Luo Shen jumped over in one step, his black clothes almost blending into the night, his sky-defying long legs, and his vigorous figure, he was like a black panther.

in case……

Ignore his mushroom wig remark.

Luo Shen came forward, grabbed Wanqi Linmu and said, "Let's go!"

As soon as the little tiger lowered his head, he put the little yellow chicken and Mr. Ding on his back, carrying the two of them, Luo Shen pulled the Wanqi forest tree, and they all ran forward quickly, plunged into the agarwood forest.

"No...it can't be done, I can't run anymore!" Everyone ran forward, leaving the termites behind.

Wan Teng Lin Mu's legs gave way, and he almost fell to the ground, and was hugged by Luo Shen.

Luo Shen said in surprise: "Mumu, your spiritual power..."

That's right, Luo Shen seemed to have noticed that Wan Teng's spiritual power was restrained, and said hesitantly, "You won't be..."

Wan Teng Lin Mu rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, Mr. Luo is always strong and strong, and the winning rate is very high!"

Gudong!

While the two were talking, Mr. Ding suddenly fell off the little tiger's back without warning.

"what happened?!"

Everyone quickly helped Mr. Ding