Monster Collector [Unlimited]

"Wu, have you finished your bath?" There was a urging voice from outside, and footsteps were already approaching.

"Please wait a little longer." Xie Changli spoke softly, turned the mirror expressionlessly, and the picture suddenly became a bird's-eye view of the entire village.

From Raven's perspective, the whole village looks like a sleeping monster, ready to open its mouth at any moment.

Xie Changli quickly glanced around the village, apart from some movement in the inn specially prepared for tourists in the center, a room was also quietly lit up.

"Witch?" The people outside urged again.

Xie Changli waved away the water mirror, stood up in response, and put on the special costume belonging to Wu again.

On the other side, after circling in the sky, Du Ya, who was about to find a branch to settle down on, paused slightly, and soon squatted quietly outside the lighted house as required.

The dim light reflected a slightly hunched figure, and there were small and broken voices, which were not clearly audible.

Under the light, shadows quickly spread silently, and the sounds that were originally difficult to hear were also amplified to the point where they could be heard clearly.

The voice here also sounded at the same time: "Wu, be careful of the steps ahead."

Xie Changli secretly rejoiced that the blindfolded satin effectively concealed the fact that he was sharing the eyes of others, and followed the guidance up the steps to the sleeping place: "Thank you."

There seemed to be an old couple in the room, communicating.

The old lady on crutches seemed to be cutting the lanterns, and said slowly, "I heard that someone from outside has disappeared again."

After a long pause, the old man who was sitting at the table sighed, "What a crime."

Click.

The scissors were put down, and the old man sat back on the chair with crutches: "This is what they want, and we can't do much when we are old."

"That can't be the case," the old man stood up, "The mother tree bears witness to everything, and crimes have nowhere to hide."

The person opposite him hesitated to speak: "Old man."

However, her stop had no effect. After standing up, the old man had already started to act.

Shadows came and went on the window, and soon, more and more things were piled up on the hands.

A large bag was thrown on the table, something was stuffed into it, and it was carried on the back.

crunch.

The side door was gently opened.

Xie Changli turned his head slightly, and he noticed that the breathing of the aunt who was waiting at the side changed slightly for a moment.

"Auntie, I want to drink some water." Xie Changli canceled the sharing of eyesight, and told him through the silk and satin that the light was blocked, this auntie was standing in front of the window.

Naturally, Wu's residence was carefully selected, with an excellent view, and he could have a panoramic view of the whole village, including of course the few people who were active at night.

"Okay." Auntie nodded naturally, left the window without hesitation, and brought him a glass of mountain spring water briskly.

After Xie Changli got the water, he started chatting with her about the situation in the village, but the other party was very good at avoiding the important and taking the light, so he couldn't get any key news for a while.

The sharing of sight was still going on, and Du Ya waved his wings and carefully approached the old man in the distance.

He is about 60 years old, with gray hair, but he is hale and hearty. He walks on the mountain road with a bag on his back. A well-known hunter in the tribe.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head suddenly, and the spear he was casually holding in his hand suddenly flew up, steadily towards Du Ya, who was peeping secretly behind him.

Du Ya frantically flapped his wings and rose rapidly, taking the time to leave the vigilant target.

"Brother Xie, I was really scared to death," Du Ya complained in his mind as he flew away, "His reaction and observation skills are too strong!"

Xie Changli: "I think you should reflect on why your tracking ability is so poor."

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The little ink ball followed the shadow under the tree and continued to move forward, silently filling Du Ya's position.

Concealment is its characteristic, but this time it was not discovered by the old man.

To be precise, after stepping into the jungle, it is difficult for the elderly to continue to pay attention to the surrounding environment.

White mist rose.

Even Xie Changli didn't notice when the fog appeared, as if suddenly, they appeared between the trees, wisps of white floating in the air, blurring people's vision.

Some great danger lurks in the mist, eyeing prey walking in the jungle.

The old man stayed where he was. He obviously had a clearer understanding of these fogs than others, so that his eyes that were slightly cloudy due to old age suddenly brightened, with a burning fighting spirit hidden behind the fighting spirit. Yes, a fear that he may not even be aware of.

In places that are invisible to people in the play, the number of barrages has increased rapidly due to the current mutation in the jungle.

"It's interesting, I smell a familiar smell here."

"I'm a little hungry. It's rare to see such a high-quality fog. When I get better, I must buy a device that can taste the taste."

"I seem to have guessed what Xie Meiren will encounter, hehehe..."

The old man soon noticed the voice in the dark, and turned his head slightly. In the white mist facing him, a black shadow was gradually approaching. It was about three meters high, and it was breathless. of terror.

"Wooooow!" There was a clear dog bark, and the old man suddenly turned to face that direction. When he turned back again with nothing to see, the huge shadow lurking in the mist had disappeared without a trace.

The old man did not let out a sigh of relief, but grabbed the weapon in his hand, and walked forward more resolutely and resolutely.

This is also what his wife had quietly inquired about before, the direction that the missing young man went in during the day.

For safety reasons, Xiao Mo Tuan and Du Ya had already been withdrawn. Xiao Hei lowered his head from a distance and sniffed the scent all the way, then covered his tracks with the mist, and followed the old man.

During this period of time, Xiao Hei has been wandering in the jungle, and the environment here is unexpectedly suitable for him, allowing him to feel like a fish in water, with ease.

And when the mist rose, Xiao Hei also quickly sent a message, telling Xie Changli that he could drive away these monsters that flooded into this world with the mist.

this world?

Fog?

Xie Changli didn't know exactly about Xiao Hei's origin, but he probably knew that their race was born with the ability to travel between different worlds, and even connect or interrupt two worlds.

"Do these fogs represent the invasion of another world?" Xie Changli asked softly.

Xiao Hei barked twice, and there was a feeling of bewilderment.

The situation became even more chaotic, Xie Changli put down the water glass, so he could only take one step at a time.

Following the conversation, it was getting late, and the aunt also consciously left, leaving Xie Changli the space to sleep alone.

Xie Changli was not in a hurry to fall asleep, he jumped out of the window and landed easily on the vine.

Due to the duties of the witch, there is a path between the place where the tree house is located and the mother tree. Carrying the lantern, walk along the path, but you can reach it in 10 minutes.

Xie Changli sat back on the branch along the steps paved with vines, took off the silk and satin, and he could see the mist surging in the jungle.

At this time, the village has not been covered by the dense fog, like an isolated island in the sea, it is unknown when it will be swallowed up.

The other branches of the vine were still monitoring the village. After the two people at the inn noticed the fog surging in the jungle, they stopped tacitly.

"It's not good news that it's foggy," the teammates whispered, "Should we still go inside?"

Xia Shen answered with action. He took out a delicate bamboo dragonfly from his pocket, rubbed it with his hands, and flew into the jungle.

"This prop is suitable, it has good concealment, and it can return automatically," the teammate commented, "What do you think there will be in the fog?"

Xia Shen didn't answer, so he continued to analyze it contentedly: "The backpacker who disappeared today is very lonely. I heard that he came here alone to find inspiration for photography. There are some equipment in the bag. Look at it. His figure should also be running outdoors all year round, and this kind of person should not disobey orders and walk into the jungle at will."

Teammates walked along the edge of the village with Xia Shen: "There is a suitcase in the back compartment of the bus that he didn't take. I secretly opened the suitcase, and there are some spare lenses and two meticulously prepared photo albums in it. , Maybe it’s his previous works, most of them are this kind of jungle, folklore, and other clothes and medical supplies, which are also very suitable for people with certain experience in field activities.”

"Mysticism." Xia Shen asked what he was most interested in. At this time, they had roughly outlined the range of the fog, which was about 10 meters outside the village, which happened to surround the village.

With the mysteriously missing passengers, the sudden rising of the mist, and the witch that made him unable to ignore it, there is a high possibility that this dungeon is related to occultism.

"There is no conclusive evidence," the teammate shook his head. "The interesting thing is probably the small pendant on the travel bag. It should be the totem of this village. Judging from the degree of wear and tear of the pendant, it is quite old."

"So, this backpacker may have known about this village through a certain channel, but this is also in line with his interest in the folklore here to dabble in looking for inspiration."

The shadow of the tree swayed, and before they knew it, they had already reached the vicinity of the mother tree. Xia Shen raised his head and glanced at the lush branches and leaves, and suddenly took a step forward, leaning over the railing with one hand, and came under the tree in three or two steps: "Witch?"

Xie Changli didn't expect that under the cover of Xiao Motuan, he could find himself so quickly.

This sense of smell belongs to dogs.

"Mr. Xia," Xiao Wu, who was sitting on a tree branch, nodded, her slender bare legs swaying gently, "Aren't you going to bed so late?"

Xia Shen raised his head and frowned slightly: "Have you been sitting on it all day?"

"I just want to come out to see the mother tree," Xie Changli replied according to the persona, "Also, I'm a little worried about what happened during the day."

"It'll be fine," Xia Shen said in an unprecedented soft tone, and raised his hand to him, "Come down? It's cold at night, don't run around outside."

Xie Changli, who was trying to make a routine and joined the expedition team by the way: ...

Mistake, this guy is too fond of Xiaobaihua's tricks.