Monster Collector [Unlimited]

The tour guide is taking pictures of some enthusiastic tourists under the old trees, but his job is not only that, he also has to keep an eye on these tourists to prevent them from accidentally violating the taboos of the villagers.

"Hey, the one with the big bag over there, where are you going?" The tour guide persuaded a tourist to give up climbing over the railing with a smiley face on his front feet. When he turned his head, he saw the man in the group who had been sleeping in the back seat of the car carrying the bag on his back. Da Bao walked outside.

The backpacker turned around with an impatient expression on his face: "Go to the toilet."

"Wait," the tour guide put down the camera in his hand, and ran over quickly, "Go in that direction, don't just go into the jungle, it's still very dangerous, come back and tell me later."

The backpacker nodded, carrying his bag on his back and walking towards the direction pointed by the guide in silence, his figure gradually being engulfed by the dark green jungle.

The tour guide was inexplicably uneasy, but his attention was quickly diverted by a group of chatting middle-aged greasy businessmen next to him.

"That's not it, the flames were so bright that most of the sky was red." The boss of Shengjing Company tried his best to raise his hands, as if he wanted to draw the scene, "I have seen many wonderful scenery in my life. I’ve only seen this scene once.”

Someone nearby heard this and shook his head: "That's really spectacular, but I don't know how much land will be deserted once the mountain fire burns."

"The wildfire keeps burning," interrupted another, "and it will grow back in a while."

The tour guide cleared his throat at this moment and interrupted them: "Don't talk about wildfires here, it's not auspicious to discuss such issues locally."

Although the few people were not very happy, they still reluctantly shut up and did not continue talking here.

After the freshness passed, the tour guide finally relaxed, only to belatedly realize that the backpacker who said he was going to the toilet had not returned.

Maybe he didn't say a word when he came back. The tour guide looked very independent from the man's appearance, and he might not remember a few words of advice.

If the mountain doesn’t come, I’ll be there, if I go, I’ll be on the mountain.

The guide's eyes began to search for the backpacker in the crowd.

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes.

His brows tightened.

As a person who deals with at least [-] or [-] strangers all year round, the tour guide has his own method of quickly identifying and remembering people to find people. He can be sure that after counting the crowd several times, not only did he not find the backpacker, but another one in the team The rather tall and handsome man also disappeared.

Sure enough, the brigade here is the worst to bring.

The tour guide felt a little anxious—he had previously taken the routes of two other tribal-style resorts of the same ethnic group, and it was only in the past month that he switched to this new route. I thought it was okay, but this kind of thing happened within a few days.

"Did you see the man with the backpack sitting with you before?" He took the lead to find the other three people who were sitting with the backpacker in the back row.

"I didn't see it."

"I'm not with them."

"I remember he seemed to be going to the toilet? I didn't see it after that."

The tour guide calmed down, turned his eyes to the villagers who were peeping at them from a distance, and some rumors he had heard before came to mind.

His ugly face soon affected the judgment of the other three people, and the rumors were sent from their mobile phones, and soon spread to the entire tourist group as if they had grown feet.

"I heard that someone is missing... I haven't seen anyone for an hour..."

"Has anyone seen the man with the big bag before..."

"Who did that person come with?"

Intermittent questions continued to sound, and vague worries and panic began to spread.

"Brother Xia!" A voice abruptly interrupted the communication between Xia Shen and Xie Changli. He lowered his head from the tree and saw his teammates waving wildly at him with anxious faces.

Xie Changli's eyes fell on this ordinary young man, and he said tolerantly and considerately: "It seems that your companion has something to ask for you?"

"I'll go down first." Xia Shen knew that the other party might have something inconvenient to disclose to the NPC. Although he was a little bit reluctant, he still jumped and landed easily.

Before he could ask a question, his teammates quickly talked about the missing person, then grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the tour guide: "The tour guide also found that you are missing now, we have to go back quickly, now The situation is very dangerous, I don't know what the consequences of leaving the team hastily, and the first person is missing, let's search for it as soon as possible, maybe we can get first-hand information..."

"Wait." Xia Shen made a little trick, but he also stood firmly on the spot and did not move at all.

The teammate looked at him with a little surprise, and followed his gaze all the way to the witch hidden in the leaves.

Xia Shen seldom had such a gentle tone, as if he was careful not to blow off a flower: "The situation may be a little dangerous, if you need anything later, you can come to me."

The witch sitting on the tree is like a touch of fresh snow on the top of the tree. The gentle wind blows the silk covering his eyes, which still makes people feel that he is being watched gently and peacefully.

"Okay." Xie Changli nodded and said in a low voice.

When the people walked away, the commotion in the crowd in the distance became more and more serious. It was obvious that the missing person had not returned for a long time, and more and more ominous speculations began to pass among the crowd.

"Witch." A kindly female voice rang out from under the tree, but was soon covered by a series of young and lively voices——

"The new witch is so beautiful!"

"Shut up, my mother said you can't talk to wizards like that!"

"Witch! What did you sense on the tree today!"

The chattering and laughing of the children kept ringing out, and Xie Changli soon felt that someone came to the branch and supported him all the way down.

Dinner has already been prepared, fresh and sweet fruits, grilled plump and juicy lamb chops, and the intermittent bleating sound in the distance also hints at the freshness of this meal.

After sitting in the tree house for a meal, many villagers from the tribe have come to visit, more or less bringing some small gifts, such as beautiful flowers, important herbs, delicious ingredients, etc., It fully interprets the important position of witches as spiritual leaders in this tribe.

However, Xie Changli was still thinking about what happened to the tourists: "When I was on the mother tree today..."

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, the others who were still chatting fell silent, as if it was a way of showing respect.

"I heard that one of the outsiders is missing." Xie Changli concluded.

"Missing, that's something that can't be helped," said the man I met when I first came here. "In such a big forest, sometimes we will get lost."

Another person said: "Maybe I got lost, they like to run around like outsiders."

"The last one was that I insisted on going to see the cliff, but I didn't listen to what I said. In the end, I came back by myself."

The kind aunt finally said: "The mother tree will protect him."

"We," Xie Changli pursed his lips slightly, "should we help them find someone?"

"Witch," the strong man shook his head, "When things like this happened before, they didn't trust us to look for them."

The aunt also persuaded: "I have only been missing for less than six hours. You have also lived in the city, and the police only care about people who have been missing for 24 hours."

So such a village that relies mainly on tourism is not worried about the safety of tourists at all, and doesn't even have the intention of launching a rescue operation?

Xie Changli thought about it, deeply feeling that he might become the leader of some black village just by traveling this time.

but……

Knowing that the villagers did not support the rescue, Wu felt sad for a moment, and seemed to think of something again: "Where is the village chief's grandfather? I haven't seen him for a long time."

As he heard from the tour guide before, the witch is the spiritual leader, and the decision-maker of various things, the owner of the village power is often a respected old man in the tribe.

The kind aunt answered his question: "The village head was injured when he went hunting a while ago, and he is still recuperating at home during this time. He will appear at the ceremony on the day you officially become a witch."

The conversation at dinner quickly turned into chatting with the rest of the people. Xie Changli finished his meal slowly, and was soon taken to the bathroom. Someone had already boiled a bucket of hot water for him.

During the bath, others naturally avoided leaving him private space.

Xie Changli leaned in the bathtub, took off the satin covering his eyes, and finally could see the world clearly.

Lifting his fingers upwards, the water flow formed a water mirror with his movements, and soon, the little ink blobs lurking in the shadows and the vines entwined on the treetops became his eyes, conveying everything he monitored .

The tourists have been taken by the tour guide to stay in the specially built hotel in the village, and the delicious dinner did not make everyone feel at ease. Many people are already whispering and want to leave early. It is not easy to end this battle. Happy trip.

Xie Changli slid the water mirror and quickly focused on the tour guide.

He left the hotel, stood under the dim streetlight, and was talking to the company's people. On the one hand, he explained that he was not optimistic about the tourists' behavior, and on the other hand, he urgently called for rescue.

"Don't say that the locals will provide help. It's not like you don't know the wickedness of this village!" Chief, the village chief locked the door, and no one was seen!"

"Will you come back? Will you come back? I have come back once or twice before, and I have forgotten what I have experienced. What if I can't come back this time!" He yelled a few words, and almost couldn't help throwing the phone out.

Accidents happen frequently, and Xie Changli once again speculates that he may not be the leader of a black village in disguise.

The water mirror slid again, and a rather handsome face suddenly appeared on the screen, causing Xie Changli's hand to pause slightly.

This person is very interesting.

He obviously came here with a certain purpose, and he may even be a tasker.

This person has a low-key and strong personality, and should have a rational and cold side in essence, but he is full of unnecessary protection for the weak.

If nothing else, this will be his biggest opponent.

"You look impatient tonight?" came the voice of Xia Shen's teammate, "You must be patient when exploring the jungle at night."

Xia Shen cleared the way forward steadily and precisely, without even moving his eyebrows.

The best way to shut up this chatter is to ignore him.

"I guess why you are so anxious." His teammates observed his expression with great interest, "Because the little wizard I met today didn't find you later?"

Xie Changli clicked his tongue, thinking how is it possible.

Xia Shen's movements subtly slowed down a beat: ...

The teammates snapped their fingers: "Yes, I guessed right."