God's Gift

Fang Ziang hugged Ye Li and shouted with his eyes closed: "Get out!"

But to Fang Ziang's surprise, the voice coming from behind him was Shen Minghua's.

"Fang Ziang!"

Fang Ziang suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw Shen Minghua behind him, tears suddenly flowed out.

"Why is it you? Why are you scaring me?!"

The expression on Shen Minghua's face was different from usual sternness, and there was anger in his usually gentle eyes.

"Can you stop being so reckless!"

There was a little white elf sitting on Shen Minghua's shoulder, and it made a face at Fang Ziang on the ground.

"How could I be so reckless? Why didn't I run away but just stood there like an idiot?" Fang Ziang was a little angry when he was scolded by Shen Minghua.

"Do you know what just stood on you?" Shen Minghua felt extremely regretful when he thought of the scene he had just seen.

He half-knelt down and gently picked up Ye Li.

"What?" When Fang Ziang heard what Shen Minghua said, he immediately thought of the strange bird cry he had just heard and asked Shen Minghua.

"There is a horned owl in this forest that can pull bones out of thin air. It was on your shoulder just now." Shen Minghua glanced at Fang Ziang and said unhappily.

He ran in the forest for a long time and met an elf on his shoulder. The elf took him to find Fang Ziang, but saw a horned owl standing on his shoulder.

Although Shen Minghua had never seen the horned owl in Lu Keming's mouth, he could not think of any other answer except that horned owl that appeared in this strange forest.

But fortunately, the horned owl flew away quickly after they arrived.

Thinking of this, Shen Minghua glanced at the elf on his shoulder.

From the moment he met the elf, the process of finding Ye Li and Fang Ziang became particularly smooth.

The elf chose randomly at every fork in the road, but every fork it chose led to where Fang Ziang was.

Following it, Shen Minghua perfectly avoided all the bumpy stones, tree roots, even the potholes on the ground and the snakes on the trees.

Just like the horned owl, when it saw the elf, it immediately spread its wings and flew away.

It was like I had suddenly become extremely lucky.

These little elves are really special.

Fang Ziang, who heard Shen Minghua's answer, closed his eyes and almost fainted.

Shen Minghua held Fang Ziang back from falling, "Don't waste time, get out quickly."

Fang Ziang opened his eyes and said anxiously, "Let's go! Otherwise the bird will come back again!"

"It won't come back." The elf on Shen Minghua's shoulder snorted.

"How do you know?" Fang Ziang looked at the elf curiously.

"Because I'm here." The elf smiled proudly, "I will protect you."

Fang Ziang looked at the elf suspiciously, not believing what it said.

"Hey, hurry up and go." Fang Ziang glanced at Ye Li in Shen Minghua's arms and urged him. What's the use of a little ball? Can it fight against that monster?

Shen Minghua sighed, holding Ye Li steadily and walked out along the way they came.

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On the other side, Lu Keming, Yu Youyou and his team followed the route drawn on the map and searched for a long time before they found the man's body.

The bodies of the Blue Dragon members have been recovered by the intelligent computer, and there is only that one corpse here.

Perhaps that person had been dead for a long time, and his body had decayed into ashes and merged into the soil, leaving only a skeleton, a set of old and tattered clothes and a few wisps of hair.

There was an old-fashioned pocket watch in his hand bones, the hands of the pocket watch were rusted and stopped forever.

Moss climbed up his clothes, dyeing his bones green. Seeds from wild vines fell on his clothes, took root, sprouted, and blossomed into small flowers.

He sleeps here forever, but new life continues to grow in him.

Lu Keming watched all this, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The man's bones are still there, and he did not die from the horned owl.

Lu Keming bent down and picked up the notebook next to the body, put on gloves, and opened the damp and moldy pages.

Yu Youyou squatted down, placed her white and tender hands on the blooming flowers on her clothes, and stroked them gently.

"Yu Youyou, don't touch that thing. It grows on a corpse and may contain some germs." Anthony saw Yu Youyou's actions and reminded her.

Yu Youyou looked up at Anthony and replied with a smile, "It's okay."

Lu Keming shifted his gaze from the notes in his hand to look at Yu Youyou who was squatting on the ground. He frowned and reached out to pull her up.

Yu Youyou came closer to Lu Keming and looked at the notes in his hand.

Lu Keming glanced at Yu Youyou’s fluffy head, then turned his gaze away indifferently and flipped back a few pages of his notes.

Those photos that the Blue Dragon members didn't have time to take.

[Today is already the tenth day, and I am the only one still alive. We thought the monster in the swamp was safe, but it suddenly went crazy that night and swallowed many people...]

[The rest of us ran into this forest in fear... This forest was dark without any light and no food. We were scared and hungry...]

[Leister's leg was bitten off by the monster and was bleeding profusely. I had to risk going back to the swamp to find mud on his body, but when I came back, I found that everyone was dead.]

[This forest cannot save us, it is another hell.]

[When I was in great pain, white elves ran out of the forest, they healed my wounds, and danced a strange dance around me. The white light falling from their bodies fell on me, which was warm and comfortable.]

[Like an angel descending from heaven, having mercy on me.]

When Lu Keming saw this, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked calmly at the elf lying on Yu Youyou.

cure?

He suddenly felt as if he had overlooked something important.

For example, why does the Wendigo have the ability to heal, but these elves say they once lived in the Wendigo's mouth.

Is it the Wendigo or these elves that have the healing power?

Seeing that Lu Keming had stopped flipping through his notes, Yu Youyou looked up at him curiously and pushed his hand.

"Turn the page, why aren't you moving?"

Lu Keming withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened and continued to flip through his notes.

[In their warm white light, I remembered many things from the past, including Antti and this castle...]

[It was a morning newspaper in 1995, reporting the death of a lady named Andy from the famous Adams family. The newspaper said that Andy's body was dismembered and discarded, and her death was extremely cruel. The magnificent castle in the photo left a deep impression on me, but the report was quickly withdrawn, and all newspapers were recalled. The content of the Adams family press conference that was republished later said that Andy accidentally drowned in the swamp.]

[But later, rumors spread and many nursery rhymes about Andi appeared among the people. One of them was particularly strange...]

Lu Keming's fingers, which were flipping the pages, stopped and fell on the nursery rhyme written in his notebook.

[Uncle cut off Andy's head and threw her into the swamp.

The uncle cut off Andy's limbs and dumped her in a hole in the ground.

The uncle cut off Andy's torso and buried her in the courtyard.

Poor Andy, poor Andy.

Crows pecked out her eyes and mold ate away her body.

Poor Andy, poor Andy.

A horned owl took her bones and a trout ate her head.

Poor Andy, poor Andy.]