A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 670 Returning to the Crying in the Forest
Thinking back to the forest.

The mountain forest in front of the mangrove swamp, the Sihuan Forest, is small and the terrain is quite strange.

Because the mangrove swamp is full of miasma all the year round, Sihuanlin looks very gloomy and cold.

There are dense banyan trees growing in Sihuan Forest.

The century-old banyan tree stands tall in the vicissitudes of life, with a peculiar shape, lush branches and leaves, and a huge crown.The aerial roots that grow on the branches extend down into the soil to form new trunks and are prop roots.

The banyan tree is 30 meters high and extends infinitely in all directions. The roots and branches of the pillars are intertwined, forming a dense jungle, which looks like a single tree forming a forest.

Be careful along the way, and finally step into Sihuanlin.The bamboo tube in Jiang Qing's hand was filled with various poisons, and the animal skin bag in Moga's hand became heavy.

"Passing through Sihuan Forest, there is a mangrove swamp in front of you." Mocha said softly, walking briskly, holding an iron gun, looking around and listening to all directions, not daring to relax in the slightest.This Sihuanlin is very peculiar, and if you are not careful, you may get lost in it. There are banyan tree pillars and trunks on all sides. Once you get lost, it is difficult to find the right direction in a short time.

Jiang Qing bowed her head and sighed, "It's amazing to think about returning to the forest!"

Although it was the first time she stepped into Sihuanlin, Jiang Qing was keenly aware of the weirdness in it, and she might lose her way if she is not careful. This is not good news.It's no wonder that very few people in the tribe are willing to step into the mangrove swamp. Except for Cao and Luoshan, the others kept silent about going to the mangrove swamp with Jiang Qing when they were in Hollow Lake.

"It's weird. We accidentally got lost twice before. At that time, there happened to be a falcon here to find the right direction and leave in time, otherwise it would be really troublesome." Moga said cautiously.

Mocha nodded solemnly, and said: "Follow closely and don't fall behind. The patriarch was worried that someone would lose their way, so he specially asked Falcon to lead the way and set up two routes. As long as you follow these two established routes, you will not get lost. Once you deviate from the route , it’s best not to walk around indiscriminately, otherwise it will become more and more chaotic and it will be difficult to find people in the end.”

This can be regarded as their personal experience, and the memory is not very good, no one wants to reminisce.

"Woooo..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of sobbing and crying.

The four walking people suddenly stopped, looking at each other speechlessly.

Mocha hurriedly protected Jiang Qing and Ya behind him, exchanged glances with Moga and did not act rashly, held his breath, and listened to the direction of the sound.

"Crying?" Jiang Qing frowned.

Mocha nodded slightly, and said puzzledly: "It sounds like a child crying. This matter is quite strange. Let alone people, even birds and beasts are hard to see in Si Huanlin. How can there be a child crying in this place?"

After the words fell, the faces of the four of them were ugly.

If it is not the cry of a child, what is it?
In an instant, countless possibilities ran through the hearts of the four, and they were deadlocked, and no one took half a step forward.

"Gulu!" Ya couldn't help swallowing, a trace of fear flashed in his cold eyes.Quietly raised her head, glanced at Jiang Qing and whispered: "Jiang Qing, what do you think is the crying?"

The sound of sobbing and choking, intermittent, drifted with the wind over the entire Sihuan Forest.

Jiang Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, licked her dry and soft lips, and murmured her lips for a long time before opening her mouth.At this moment, a lot of memories of ghosts and ghosts flashed in her heart. The descendants of Yan and Huang with a history of more than 5000 years in China.

"Mocha, how much do you know about this?" Jiang Qing pretended to be calm.

Although, I really want to comfort myself with just the sound of the wind as a gimmick, but the crying sounds close to my ears at first glance, like weeping, how does it sound like the so-called wind sound?

Mocha was inexplicably nervous, and said awkwardly: "I haven't heard this crying before."

Behind him, Moga also shook his head quickly to show his innocence.

"Mocha." Jiang Qing yelled softly, "Why don't we go over and have a look?"

Listening to the crying sound in the wind, Jiang Qing felt a little worried, maybe her heart became soft after becoming a mother, especially the voice sounded very soft, like a child who was wronged and secretly hid and sobbed.That taste sounds uncomfortable.

Mocha hesitated, with a distressed expression on his face: "The source of the sound is far away and deviates from the established route. If we rush to find it, we may lose our way in Si Huanlin, and we may not even be able to go out by then."

With this statement, Mocha obviously disagrees with the pursuit of the source of the sound.

"Mocha is right, the source of the sound is still some distance away from us, and it is likely to deviate from the route." Mocha said seriously.

At this time, it is not the time to be willful.

Jiang Qing pondered and asked, "How far is it to reach the mangrove swamp?"

"Soon." Mocha glanced at the road sign and replied.

Jiang Qing was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Go—"

She has no right to be willful, and although it is hard to hear this voice, she cannot ignore what Mocha and the others mean.It is not clear whether it is an enemy or a friend, and it is too dangerous to step forward. This is the boundary of Xuelongling, which has the title of Jedi.

"Wait—" Suddenly, Ya exclaimed, "Look, are these the footprints of children?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qing and the others hurriedly lowered their heads to look at the ground.However, on the ground covered with dead leaves, a row of messy footprints stretched forward. The footprints were very small, obviously the size of Lang Rui's footprints, bare feet.Because there were no birds or animals in Si Huanlin, the footprints looked very fresh, as if they had landed not long ago.

"Is there really a tribe living in the depths of the mangrove swamp?" Moga asked in amazement.

Mocha frowned tightly, the situation was not optimistic, he hesitated: "Could the owner of this footprint be the owner of this cry?" There are no rivers and lakes in Sihuan Forest, and there are no fish to cause trouble.If the crying sound was not caused by a ferocious beast, there is only one possibility. This person came from the depths of the mangrove swamp.

Just, is this possible?
"Should we go?" Jiang Qing murmured.

I was quite entangled in my heart, and I went to the mangrove swamp this time to find out the situation.However, when things came to an end, she couldn't help hesitating, took a few deep breaths, raised her eyes and said, "Go and see, Ya sprinkled medicinal powder along the road, let's follow the source of the sound and see what it is?"

Having made up her mind, Jiang Qing simply stopped hesitating.

The three of them nodded, and Ya took out a special powder from his waist. This thing is not easy to get, and you can use it for tracking if you sprinkle a little.It's not an overkill, he carefully protected the weapon in front of him, shifted his route, and walked towards the crying voice.

The closer you get, the more anxious and nervous you feel.

Ya couldn't help stretching out her hand, holding Jiang Qing's clothes tightly, her flickering eyes revealed the worry in her heart at the moment.Obviously, no matter how indifferent Rao Shiya usually behaves, he is still a little woman at heart.Mocha needed to find the way to be vigilant, and she didn't dare to disturb her, so she had no choice but to reach out and grab Jiang Qing who was beside her, chatting for comfort.

"Don't worry." Jiang Qing said warmly.

Calm tone, with leisurely persistence.

Her crisp and pleasant voice made it easy for people to believe what she said.

Not only did Ya let go of his worries, but Mocha and Moga also relaxed a lot.

(End of this chapter)