Chu Qing lay on the beach and vomited water. His stomach was severely swollen and his physical strength was greatly reduced. If he didn't find a place to adjust properly, this would probably be his final destination.
If it hadn't been for that crazy woman Yao Qin, he would be sitting on the sofa in Jinmen City drinking beer, talking about business with his mother, and eating the fruit that his father had cut and inserted toothpicks into. He would never have escaped with him like he is now. Almost.
Before he could finish his grumbling words, a strange gasping sound appeared in his ears.
This kind of gasping sound is not like someone breathing heavily in the ear, but like the ecstatic sound of a spiritual beast seeing its prey.
Chu Qing's nerves suddenly became sensitive. He rolled over and sat up. A little white ferret that thought he was dead was so frightened that it stood up on its front legs and staggered away like a human being.
That speed might not be able to catch up even in Chu Qing's heyday, and it's even more difficult now. He poured out the water from his ears, his mind finally cleared a little, and then his eyes began to observe the surroundings.
Chu Qing didn't know the location of this island yet. Besides, the little ferret he saw just now was definitely not staring at him out of curiosity.
If Chu Qing didn't move in time, he would stretch out his claws and smash his head into pieces to taste whether it was salty or not.
Jinmen City is indeed just a small place as Yao Qin said. At least Chu Qing has never seen a city smaller than it on the map. This island may already be adjacent to another city. The worst result is that it has crossed the national border, but this possibility is not high.
Chu Qingshen walked in the sand one foot at a time. His shoes and socks were a bit in the way. He simply took them off and covered them with his shirt. As a man, it is normal to have a slight smell. He would not imitate those men in Jinmen Market. What kind of rose-based perfume should I wear at night
After walking for a while and getting used to the monotonous scenery without flowers and grass, Chu Qing saw a tall monument. He quickly ran over and gently touched the monument twice with his big hands.
The monument has been standing on the beach all year round. It has been somewhat weathered by the waves and the sun. It was difficult for Chu Qing to identify the writing on it. It was three big characters written in blood, "Island of the Dead".
The person who wrote must have worked very hard, because on the last stroke of the island, Chu Qing saw a petrified little finger.
In other words, the person who wrote this has probably died on this island at this moment. If not, why did he write these three words? The purpose of erecting the monument is to remind people who came to the island later. Be careful, otherwise, you will fall into a lot of fog.
His footsteps did not stop because of this. There were countless pairs of mysterious eyes in the secret watching Chu Qing's every move. With his tender skin and tender flesh, he had become a delicacy in the eyes of countless spiritual beasts without knowing it.
If he stops in such a dangerous place, Chu Qing will really encounter a crisis, just like the little ferret who coveted him on the beach just now. If he wakes up slower, he will definitely be eaten clean. , not even the bones are left.
He rolled up a torch with his clothes and walked away. The woods were gloomy and disturbing. Chu Qing was not intimidated by this atmosphere. Instead, he wanted to go deeper. So far, he had not I met a person. If he guessed correctly, this should be a place where monks came to hunt, because Chu Qing had seen many traps along the way.
Being quite bored, he threw stones inside to test the danger level. Unexpectedly, the effect was immediate, and the stones turned into powder as soon as he threw them inside.