"Bang!"

Twelve calmly closed the lid of the porridge bowl, with the small shells stuffed inside. He pushed the lid twice with a "dong dong" sound, and a gap came out. He blinked his big eyes and was covered with rice grains. He was "wet".

He tilted his head and looked at Twelve.

With an innocent look on his face, he opened his small mouth and laughed "hehe" again.

Wanqi Linmu quickly took out the small shell from the porridge bowl. The small shell was still holding the big scallop. "Ouch!" He took a bite of the scallop and ate it with gusto.

Wanqi Linmu suddenly had a headache. Could it be that little Beike looks so innocent but has a little devilish physique?

Wanqi Linmu hurriedly went to give Little Beike a bath, and then hurried back to continue having breakfast.

Luo Shen said: "What's the situation in the back mountain?"

He Yingjin looked confused and said, "I don't know!"

Everyone looked at He Yinjin with disdain and said, "Isn't this your ancestral home?"

Wanqi Linmu said: "For such serious matters, you still have to ask Shiitake."

"Bah!" He Xianggu shook his twin ponytails and said angrily: "Don't call me Xianggu, call me Xiangu!"

"Duck-Duck-Duck~" Little Beike lay on the dining table, staring at He Xiangu with two big eyes, and said in a milky voice, as if he was imitating He Xiangu's speech, just like a little duck.

Little Beike even opened her little fleshy hands and grabbed several handfuls in the air. She seemed to like He Xiangu's double ponytail style.

Luo Shen picked up Little Beike, gently combed Little Beike's hair, and soon gave Little Beike a cute twin-tail ponytail. It was also a pink twin-ponytail. It was so adorable!

Sure enough, He Xiangu is much more reliable than He Yinjin. He Xiangu said: "Although I have never been to Houshan, I have heard about it."

Wanqi Linmu asked: "Is it possible that there are still ghost stories?"

He Xiangu nodded knowingly, her twin ponytails bouncing, and Little Beike sat next to her, imitating He Xiangu's behavior, nodding and saying "duck duck duck" in a sweet voice, her cuteness index was extremely high.

Already.

Twelve was eating silently, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Can't eat..."

Wanqi Linmu: "..."

He Xiangu continued: "I heard the old man said that there is a cemetery there. It was a graveyard a long time ago. No one has ever been there. Later, the He family built a house, and the interaction range was only in the house and the mausoleum area behind it.

No one has been here."

"It's time to hit the road!"

Someone shouted outside, and the noise suddenly became loud. The Xiang people and the servants responsible for carrying the luggage all moved into action and were about to enter the back mountain.

He Yingjin repeatedly warned, "You must remember that you must not join the gang. There are too many people here. If you join the gang, you will fall into a trap."

Luo Shen nodded nonchalantly, Ren Shenghun folded his arms and sneered, obviously having some objections to his statement of "throwing yourself into a trap".

He Yingjin had a headache, and suddenly felt that he had made a mistake by bringing them into He's house, but now it was too late.

When everyone arrived at the gate of He's house, He Yingjin and He Xianggu's master Ding Jingxiang were already there. He was still wearing the same black cloak, and his hands were also wearing black gloves. On this hot day, although He

My home is in the mountains, but the temperature is still around 30 degrees. Wearing black is already very hot, let alone covering your head and toes.

Wanqi Linmu whispered: "Your master is not hot."

He Yingjin gave him an elbow and did not dare to speak. He was completely silent.

Ding Jingxiang said: "Let's go."

The elder He Wu was also behind, and he was not willing to let Ding Jingxiang give orders, so he said: "Let's go!"

The people came all the way, and the Xiang people were quite present. In addition to Ding Jingxiang, He Ku and the two elders, there were also He Yin and He Xianggu. The rest brought many disciples and servants, Ren Shenghun

He and Ren Bian mingled among them, helping to carry their luggage.

Among the disciples, the very inconspicuous young disciple Yuan Zhi, who had been severely beaten by Elder He Ku before, was also among them. He carried a lot of things on his back, and it looked like he was used to being bullied and would never reject others.

When Ren Shenghun looked back, he happened to see a disciple saying: "Junior brother, my shoulder has been hurting these days, how about you help me carry my luggage?"

Yan Zhi's face was a little red, as if he wanted to hold back his breath and refuse. Before he could finish his words, several senior sisters next to him started yelling: "Ruan Zhi is so kind, so I'll leave my luggage to you, senior sister."

As a result, there were several large backpacks piled around Yuanzhi.

Carrying one on the front, one on the back, and carrying two on his left and right hands, the backpack instantly bent his small waist.

Ren Shenghun seemed a little unable to see it, so he simply walked over without saying a word. After all, he was mute now. He took the two backpacks from Rong Zhi's hands and swung them on his back.

Although he is lame, his mechanical legs are more powerful than ordinary people's legs. He carries several backpacks on his back without any difficulty.

Yanzhi was taken aback and said embarrassedly: "This...how can I be embarrassed to let you carry it on your back? I..."

Before he finished speaking, Ren Shenghun shook his head and walked forward directly.

Yan Zhi looked at Ren Shenghun's back, suddenly raised an invisible arc at the corner of his lips, and murmured in a low voice: "I still love to fight against injustice..."

Wanqi Linmu and Luo Shen followed He Yingqi and looked back at Ren Shenghun. Wanqi Linmu smiled and said in a low voice: "Clan Chief Ren is not going to start his second spring, is he?"

Luo Shen: "..."

Everyone kept walking along the map, but no one had ever been to the back mountain. There was no road at all on the back mountain. Weeds and trees grew sideways all over the mountain. It was very difficult to walk. Coupled with the hot weather, it became even more difficult to walk.

He Yanjun was so exhausted that he was covered in sweat. As he watched the sun gradually set, he complained: "The sun is almost setting, why is it still so hot!"

He Yinjin's physique is prone to sweating. He was already sweating profusely along the way. Not to mention him, Wanqi Linmu felt a little tired and was breathing heavily.

Luo Shen said softly: "Are you okay? I can carry you."

Wanqi Linmu waved his hands and said: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Look there's a lake ahead!"

“What a beautiful lake!”

The road was cut off by the lake. The vast lake ahead seemed to have no end. If you wanted to continue going forward, you would definitely have to cross the river.

The elder He Wu couldn't walk anymore because he was old, so he kept lagging behind, panting and saying: "Let's rest on the spot, I really... Oops, I really can't walk anymore."

Ding Jingxiang said lightly: "Rest where you are."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, cheered, and collapsed on the ground to rest. He Yinjin took off his coat, threw it on the ground, and said with his shirtless: "It's almost killing me. I'm going to roll in the water."

Son, which one of you is coming together?"

The lake water is turquoise and looks clear and beautiful, but you can't see the bottom at first glance. Luo Shen said lightly: "The water of this color is usually caused by too many aquatic plants or pollution. To put it simply, it is not clean.

"

Mr. Luo is a mysophobic person. If there is one person who can make Mr. Luo give up his mysophobia, it is Wanqi Linmu.

He Yingjun let out a cry and said, "I can't control it any more. It's so hot that I'm going to take a bath!"

As he spoke, leaving only his shorts on, he rushed into the lake and shouted toward the water: "I'll compete! It's so cool!"

"Ah! Senior Brother Yanchen!"

“Quickly take a photo, quickly take a photo!”

"Huh? Why are there so many red marks on my body, senior brother? Isn't he bitten by bugs?"

"Ah! What a bug bag, it's obvious! It's obviously..."

Hickey…

Wanqi Linmu's eyelids twitched, thinking that He Yan had such a big heart. With hickeys all over his body, he took off all his clothes and went swimming in the water.

Ren Zang squatted by the water. He didn't enter the water, but with a slight smile on his gloomy face, he looked at He Yinjun who was swimming.

Ding Jingxiang took the map and carefully observed the terrain and compass next to her, completely blocking out the chatter around her.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a person shouting: "Ah? Where is Senior Brother Fu Jin?"

"Why is it missing?"

"Weren't you still there just now?"

"Senior brother is missing!"

Wanqi Linmu followed the sound and looked into the water. It was really gone. The water was quiet, and the turquoise water reflected the dim sky. On the line between the water and the sky, the sun was setting heavily, as if a star was burning out.

fireball.

Just next to the fireball, a few bubbles appeared in "Gudu Gudu".

"Where's the ferment?" Wanqi Linmu whispered.

Ren Zan's expression turned extremely ugly and he whispered, "I don't know."

He just turned around to get clean clothes for He Yingjin. In such a short moment, when he turned around, the person suddenly disappeared. There was no sound of calling for help, and he suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Not good." Luo Shen suddenly said in a deep voice: "There is something in the water."

At the same time, as if to verify Luo Shen's words, there was a "swish" sound in the water, and something suddenly appeared, waving its huge tentacles, suddenly thrusting out of the water and slapping towards the shore.

"Hydralisk?!" Wanqi Linmu said.

It was exactly the same as the sea monster they had seen before.

Wanqi Linmu said: "This is a lake, where did the brittle stars come from?"
To be continued...