to blame

Several people walked slowly towards the fire.

The tent has been set up, some people are patrolling nearby, some people are sorting out their weapons, everything seems to be in order.

"They," Ming Xia whispered to Nan Jiang, "seem to be very experienced."

They will find a suitable place to camp in the shortest time, drive away wild animals, fetch water, and set up protective measures...every little thing gives people an extremely familiar feeling, as if they have done the same thing hundreds of times and thousands of times , even with eyes closed.

Nan Jiang seemed to smile, "Of course I have experience, do you know how long they have been doing it?"

"how long?"

Ming Xia thought to herself, how long can it last?These people seem to be only in their twenties, calculated according to the age of college graduation, and they have only worked for three to five years.How long can it last?

Nan Jiang took out the cigarette case and lit a cigarette for himself, squinting his eyes slightly in the diffused smoke, "I have been doing this job since I woke up, and it has been ten years since I woke up."

Ming Xia was surprised, he didn't understand what he meant by "waking up"?Did he ever suffer some kind of injury, a vegetative state?

Seeing his puzzled look, Nan Jiang smiled, "Before Tang Xun told you about Gu carvings, and said that thousands of years ago, the Zhenyao Division sent demon hunters to capture Gu carvings... In fact, we are Fairy."

Ming Xia's mouth opened, "...Huh?"

Nan Jiang laughed again, "So surprised?"

"No." Ming Xia shook his head, rubbing his cheeks with embarrassment, "Actually, I also doubted your establishment. But I thought that the organization of Zhenyaosi was abolished, and the demon-hunting division was also abolished. Then all this monster-related work was handed over to the state agency to manage. I didn't expect that you just changed your name."

Nanjiang smiled.It wasn't that kind of cheerful smile, but a gentle expression that slowly rippled on his face like warm water, "You shouldn't know these things at your age. Going to school, playing ball, playing games, looking for a job, talking Falling in love...that's what you should pay attention to at your age."

Ming Xia was somewhat dissatisfied with his wording, as if he was much more mature than herself.In fact, not much.

Nan Jiang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Silly boy, can't you tell that I'm envious of you?"

He turned his head to look at Ming Xia, this heroic young man seemed to be covered with a layer of brilliance - it was the most passionate longing for good and evil, justice, justice and such things.

That is something that life has not had time to polish off, but is destined to be polished off.Because no one knows how long it will stay in a person's youthful eyes, it is extraordinarily precious.

Sooner or later, they will be replaced by something else: a deeper understanding of the world, and a more tolerant and helpless tolerance of good and evil, right and wrong.

That is the process of a person maturing.

And maturity doesn't mean he's destined to become stronger.More often, it will make a person more cowardly and smooth, and better judge the situation.

In other words, more adapt to this sinister world.

Therefore, in the eyes of Nanjiang, the fearlessness of the future that was stirred up in the young years has a color of uncertainty.His eyes were attracted, and he eagerly wanted to know whether this bright-eyed young man would be suppressed by life and become depressed one day in the future?He will still use a firmer attitude to step on everything that shakes him, and then move forward with his head held high.

Or the youthful years, because they are full of this kind of uncertainty, are especially dazzling.

Nan Jiang once again had this idea: the young man in front of him is the most perfect appearance of the youthful years he once longed for but couldn't ask for.

A little impetuous, impulsive, honest and kind, full of sense of responsibility.

"What is there to envy? Every family has scriptures that are hard to recite." Ming Xia muttered in a low voice, and couldn't help asking him, "You just said you woke up, what did that mean? Have you ever been injured?"

"No," Nan Jiang laughed again, "That's not what I meant."

Ming Xia couldn't help but look at him, Nan Jiang seemed to laugh more than before.Is this an illusion?

Nan Jiang seemed to want to explain, but after thinking about it, he shook his head, "It's too troublesome to talk about, the time is wrong, and the occasion is wrong. I will tell you slowly when I have a chance later."

Ming Xia felt that when he spoke, he had a rather forbearing expression on his face, as if his job, responsibilities, and even his identity didn't give him entirely positive feelings.

Ming Xia felt as if she had poked Nan Jiang's sore foot.

"I don't ask." Ming Xia quickly stated, "It's okay if I don't want to say it, I'm actually not that curious. Really."

Nan Jiang looked at him with warm and bright eyes, "Rest early after eating, and do morning exercises with Tang Xun and the others tomorrow morning."

Ming Xia, "..."

How did the topic turn in such a direction?

Ming Xia watched Nanjiang leave with a happy expression, and couldn't help lowering his head and asked Qingqiu, "Did he say something wrong? Or did he suddenly recognize the wrong person and regard me as Tang Xun? I'm a technical consultant, and the logistics also need morning exercises?"

Qingqiu was also confused, it had not been in the "Sixth Group" for a long time, and the organization of the bureau was still hundreds of years behind his cognition, and it hadn't figured it out at all.It still hasn't figured out what "logistics" actually does.

"Is it necessary for work?" Qingqiu's voice was not very sure, "They are the 'sixth group', they are the unit for catching monsters, of course they must pay attention to exercise. I have seen Mr. Hu running with him- Mr. Hu is the logistics Bar?"

When Ming Xia heard that it threw Mr. Hu as an example, he honestly fell silent.Mr. Hu is getting old, if he does morning exercises, what reason does he have to be lazy?

In the early morning of the next day, Ming Xia followed Tang Xun and the others for a morning jog in groups, then ate something and continued heading north.

At this time, Mingxia also guessed that Nanjiang and the others actually had some mission.The statement of testing new weapons and collecting experimental data sounds more like a cover for this mission.

Ming Xia wasn't a member of the "Sixth Group" in the first place, so he didn't think it was necessary for people to tell him everything.His situation is more like being attached to the "Sixth Group" to take advantage of the opportunity to conduct research - if it weren't for the fact that bows and crossbows are indeed effective in dealing with monsters, people might not like to carry him as a burden at all.

Before setting off, Ming Xia wrote down the details of meeting the demon bird last night in his notebook: the distance to the target, wind direction, wind speed, the state of the demon bird after being shot by an arrow, and so on.

As for the strange changes in the shape of the monster bird after being hit by an arrow, Ming Xia wrote a separate page to record it.Only the page numbers are specified.The advantage of this is that once this record needs to be shown to people who don't know the inside story of the monster, you only need to tear off the second page and put it away.

After writing the record, Ming Xia took another photo to keep a copy, then hurriedly packed her things and prepared to leave.

In the mountains and forests in late autumn, there is an unusual tranquility.The tall trees are like the guards of the mountains, stretching their branches in the sun, silently watching the creatures passing under the trees.

The woods in this area are not full of weeds and shrubs like "Nine Mu Umeda", which makes it difficult to walk.On the contrary, it has a kind of broadness that is unique to the northern cold zone woodland. The trees are very tall. There are not many shrubs in the open space between the woodlands, and a kind of short grass that almost clings to the ground grows everywhere.

The short grass is tightly blocked by layers of fallen leaves, and the parts exposed to the ground occasionally glow with deep pale green, just like the most suitable background color for the colorful fallen leaves in late autumn.

The journey was very peaceful, and I didn't meet any strange animals, but I heard birdsong from far and near, some were crisp and melodious, some were dull and deep.These unnamed little birds seemed to be passing some information to each other, chirping endlessly.However, when they were about to come out of the woods, all these calls disappeared.

At the end of the forest is a gentle slope extending downwards, covered with short green grass in the forest.

Ming Xia's gaze followed the direction of the short grass, and he felt a sudden light in front of his eyes, as if a very elegant landscape painting had unfolded out of thin air.

At the end of the grassy slope is a mighty river with a wide surface and green willows on both sides. Where the breeze blows, fine petals flutter and fall on the river.

Ming Xia was stunned. Who would have thought that after walking through the woods in late autumn, they would see the scenery that can only be seen in spring?

Or, this is not the real Chunjing, just some kind of monsters' blindfold?

Ming Xia poked Qingqiu in his scarf pocket, and murmured: "Lady, come out and see God."

Qingqiu, who was recovering from his sleep, jumped out of his scarf pocket, and just wanted to ask Ming Xia what kind of evil he was, but he actually called it a lady, when he looked up and saw the big river not far away, he howled loudly , "Isn't this... Isn't it the Xixin River?! Fuck me, how did I get here?! Which idiot led the way?!"

Ming Xia, "..."

The word "stupid" and that curse word are all learned from Ming Xia.Ming Xia really regretted it right now, and felt guilty for teaching a child badly.

Qingqiu rushed out of his scarf pocket impatiently, grabbed Ming Xia's coat pocket and threw it over his shoulder, shouting at Nanjiang, "What's going on, captain, why are you going here?"

Tang Xun stood behind Ming Xia, raised his hand and slapped it, "Keep your voice down!"

Li Youran next to her also quickly made a silent gesture, "Don't howl, be quiet!"

So the whole group shut up.

Ming Xia also recovered from the initial daze, and tried to ask Qingqiu with his mind, "What do you mean? There is a problem with this river?"

Qingqiu was still staring blankly at the direction of Dahe, as if it didn't receive Ming Xia's thoughts at all.

Ming Xia recalled it, and found that the two times he communicated with Qing Qiu in his head were initiated by Qing Qiu.In other words, Ming Xia, an ordinary human being, is completely incapable of opening this one-to-one intracranial communication mode.

Ming Xia pushed his head against Qingqiu, and when it looked over, he used his eyes to signal it to whisper to him.Qingqiu really understood, and the dialog box was set up in the next second, "Don't be afraid, the annoying things in the river are more difficult to deal with. Well, they are not particularly difficult to deal with."

Ming Xia didn't see anything in the river at all.

Qingqiu motioned him to look closer to the river bank, "Look at the place with a darker color."

Ming Xia didn't see anything at first.The river swirls and rushes past them, the current is quite fast, so the river water is not clear, but slightly turbid with mud.Even if there is something in the water, it cannot be seen clearly.

But following Qingqiu's signal, Ming Xia really noticed that some dark things were approaching the river imperceptibly.Like some kind of big fish, they approached in groups and swam restlessly near the water's edge.

Suddenly, two water arrows protruded from the river, shooting straight towards the direction where they were standing.

Ming Xia didn't react at all, he was still immersed in the reminder of "there are strange big fish in this river, Qingqiu said it's hard to deal with", trying to see the true face of the strange fish in the river.I didn't expect such a long distance to be impacted.

Nan Jiang grabbed Ming Xia's arm and pulled him over.

Ming Xia staggered.

With a cry, Qingqiu fluttered his wings and quickly lifted himself up, narrowly avoiding the attack.Ming Xia slammed into Nan Jiang's arms.The moment he raised his head, he saw something like a transparent tentacle sweeping past Nanjiang's back, and bounced on a nearby tree trunk.

Water splashes everywhere.

This tentacle seemed to be made of river water, and it shattered when hit, and a faint earthy smell immediately filled the air.