"Little mèi    mèi, you are so smart. Why didn't I expect it at the beginning..." After the little girl wrote the words in my hand, I patted my thighs and thought that the IQ of so many people present was a short circuit all of a sudden, and it was not as good as a little girl.

"Zhang Lang, what did she write?" Terry was seriously aroused of curiosity for a moment, pushed me and told me to say it quickly.

Rong Zhenxiang and others also looked at me in confusion, and I said, "What the little girl wrote in my hand is...the cloth was left by the beast speaker who was left by the Blue Pupil Saber-toothed Tiger..."

"What?" My words surprised everyone present.

"Yes, it was left by Jingxiao    jiě, Jingxiao     jiě... That's right..." Rong Zhenxiang also felt a sudden realization after hearing this.

Liu Linglong and others still couldn't pay attention, so I explained: "Think about it, if this piece of cloth is left by one of Sister Ran, Zuo Mingzhu, Bai Jiao or Ma Yang, then how could they find others to help and let others stay here and wait for us?"

"First, they were escorted by people from the Xima tribe at that time, and they had no chance to know others or associate with others, but they could write these words quietly... Second, our companions, Sister Ran is a beast-speaking man, she herself said that she could communicate with the ideas of animals... Third, that is the Blue-Eye Sab-toothed Tiger. If it understands Sister Ran, it will wait for us here, but don't you also say it? The Blue-Eye Sab-toothed Tiger is being hunted and killed, so it is very afraid of people and runs away after leaving this cloth. Isn't this normal?"

Terry sighed: "So that's it. This can explain why there is so much soil on this piece of cloth..."

"Well, it may be that the Blue-Eyeed Saber-toothed Tiger doesn't know how to protect this cloth, so she buried it in the soil..." Liu Linglong said in a silence.

I sorted out my reasoning process based on the little girl's prompts: First, when Jing Ran and others were taken to this place to rest by people from the Xima clan, Jing Ran thought of a way to write these words quietly. There was a blue-eyed sabre-toothed tiger nearby. Jing Ran felt the existence of the blue-eyed sabre-toothed tiger, so she used her own thoughts to communicate with the blue-eyed sabre-toothed tiger, let the blue-eyed sabre-toothed tiger wait for us here, and handed the cloth to us.

After Jing Ran and others were taken away by the Xima clan, the Blue-Eye Sab-toothed Tiger was waiting for us here with this cloth in his mouth. However, a long time has passed. The Blue-Eye Sab-toothed Tiger wanted to hunt, so it could not keep walking around with a piece of cloth in his arms, so it buried the cloth in the soil. It was precisely because of this that some words were corroded so that they could not see clearly. When the Blue-Eye Sab-toothed Tiger appeared here, it dug out the cloth from the soil. Because it was hunted by humans, it did not dare to approach us, so it threw it into the grass.

It hid beside the side and watched in secret, but we accidentally found it. I, Terry and Lei Jie chased me, and I found the Blue-Eye Saber-toothed Tiger. Because I was the person who connected with it by Jing Ran, the beast-speaker, so the Blue-Eye Saber-toothed Tiger was so kind to me. When I heard Terry's voice, I quickly ran away.

I told everyone my reasoning, and everyone felt it was very reasonable. That's how things were.

Lei Jie frowned at this time, "But the problem is coming again..."

Terry smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, because this stupid cat buried the cloth in the soil, causing the words on it to corrode, and we can't see it incompletely..."

I sighed: "It would be nice if people can wait for us here. Do you think animals are humans? How do they know that what we need is not this piece of cloth but the words on it?" tqr1

Terry scratched his head: "That's right..."

I took the cloth from Rong Zhenxiang again and looked at the words on it: Zhang Lang, the left xxxx is xx, not x.

Sister Ran, what do you want to tell me?

The handwriting on it is very similar to the handwriting on the first time I appeared on my hand. Was it the last time that Sister Ran was, did you remind me secretly?

We have discussed it for a long time, but there is still no conclusion. Just inferring from the above words, I have no idea what information Jing Ran wants to bring to us.

Because we were so tired today, we had already reached the middle of the night while we were chatting, so we had to take turns to sleep at night.

I became very curious about this. In addition, I had been napping on the wooden boat for a while before, so I was a little better than them, so I took the initiative to make a vigil first.

I took this piece of cloth and studied it for a long time. I thought about dozens of words that might appear on the cloth, but I still had no clue.

Alas, should I blame the blue-eyed saber-toothed tiger just now, or shouldn't I blame it?

Before he knew it, it was already dark. Lei Jie was the first to wake up, and then asked me to rest, and he came to watch.

I didn't refuse, but leaned against the fire and still couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about the words Jing Ran left me.

Finally, the sun rose, and this mysterious Lake of Moluo also unveiled its veil.

At this time, a thin layer of blue mist floated lightly above the Moluo Lake, gently drifting with the wind, but it dissipated and gathered, and it continued over and over again.

The sound of birds cries came from the jungle. This was the first good weather we encountered since we entered the Moluo wet swamp.

"Let's go out..."

Lei Jie stood up and pointed to the opposite side of Moluo Lake: "It's actually not far away from the opposite side. It should be only a few kilometers to those peaks, right?"

Rong Zhenxiang and others also woke up. Rong Zhenxiang stood up and looked at the mountain opposite and asked, "Are we going to row the wooden boat to the opposite side?"

Lei Jie nodded: "Yes, even if you really walk out of the Moluo wet swamp after going out of those mountains..."

Rong Zhenxiang nodded and narrowed his eyes slightly: "About 2,500 meters!"

"Damn, are you so sure?" I looked at Rong Zhenxiang in surprise.

Rong Zhenxiang said lightly: "Well, I don't know why, but now my eyesight is getting better and better. This is not an ordinary hyperopia..."

"Um……"

I patted Rong Zhenxiang on the shoulder and walked up to the wooden boat.

"Xiao Shan, I'm here..." I heard Rong Zhenxiang sighing heavily behind.

I couldn't help but say in my heart: "Sister Ran, I'm here too, and... everyone... you must wait for us!"

Since I slept the latest, I was still in a bad mood after getting up. After I got on the boat, everyone did not ask me to paddle. Instead, Terry and Zhou Li each took a piece of wood pulp and started to paddle towards the peak on the other side.

I squinted my eyes slightly and gradually wanted to fall asleep.

The Snake God Valley, this mysterious place, is finally about to reveal its true face of Mount Lu.

(The third volume of "The Moro Swamp" is completed, and the fourth volume of "The Snake God")
Chapter completed!