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Chapter 8 Rafting on a bamboo raft(2/2)

But if it was really a big snake, it would be really scary.

He roughly estimated that it was at least thirty or forty meters long. The green python he saw in the forest a few days ago, in front of this shadow, was the little witch in front of the big witch.

I don't know whether he was really lucky or because he had Furball by his side. This water monster, which was probably a big snake, didn't jump out to cause trouble for him.

"Bless the gods, Taoist Bodhisattvas, and help me find human civilization safely!"

He put his hands together and bowed around him with a pious look.

Furball tilted his little head and looked at him curiously.

In this way, he really spent half a day without any danger and ushered in the sunset.

After floating in the river for two days, he had already eaten all the pig head meat, but there were still a lot of bamboo shoots left.

On the tenth day, Yun Buliu set off on the bamboo raft again.

Until noon, they did not encounter anything strange, if they did not pay close attention to the prying eyes coming from the dark side of the shore.

And just when they were about to approach a bamboo forest, the soft fur on Furball's body exploded again.

I saw it jumping directly from the bamboo raft, skimming the river surface for seven or eight meters, jumping onto the shore, rushing upstream, and disappeared in an instant.

Yun Buliu looked confused, but soon became worried. He quickly rowed the bamboo raft to the shore, pulled the bamboo raft to the shore, and then carefully looked around.

At the same time, I cursed in my heart: You little furball, you are so unloyal! When disaster strikes, we all fly away. I’m talking about you!

He carried a stick, carried the cane basket on his back, put the remaining three torches into the cane basket, and checked his belongings, including lighters and cigarettes. The last cigarette was left.

Then he walked cautiously toward the bamboo forest.

When he walked a mile or two and came to the end of the bamboo forest over there and looked in front of the river, he never expected that there would be such a beautiful scenery in this deep mountain and old forest.

The bamboo forest is fifty or sixty meters long along the river. At the end of the bamboo forest, the river suddenly plunges into a large lake, and the view suddenly becomes wider.
Chapter completed!
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