sho_d();She continued walking forward, but as night fell, she had not yet walked out of the mangrove forest, so she found a place, sat down, lit a fire and rested.
In the deep and cold mangrove forest, there was silence except for a cluster of flames dancing in the forest. Feng Jiu, who was sitting beside the fire in a red dress, seemed to blend into the surroundings. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that there was a person sitting there.
A team was walking in the forest and vaguely saw flames dancing in the forest. The leader paused and said to the people behind him: "There seems to be a flame over there. Could it be that someone is sleeping in the forest at night?"
"Who is so desperate that dares to sleep in here? He really is not afraid of death!" said a man at the back, leaning his head to look in the direction of the fire.
"We have been wandering in this forest for several days and have not been able to get out. Let's go and see who is in front of us and see if the other team knows how to leave this forest."
Hearing what the middle-aged man in the lead said, the people behind thought about it and nodded in response: "Okay." So, the group walked in that direction. The surrounding leaves automatically avoided them when they touched them. Obviously, they had also been severely beaten by the people in this team.
Fengjiu was drinking monkey wine under a tree when she heard footsteps coming towards her. She squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of the footsteps. Soon, she saw more than 20 torches moving in the forest and coming towards her. At first glance, the jumping flames really looked like ghost lights in the night.
That's how those people see her, and that's how she sees it in those people's eyes.
When they came towards the fire, they saw flames burning on the ground from afar. When they looked again, they only saw a head staring at them. In the middle of the night, seeing it suddenly like that, the two men who were running in front to see what was going on screamed in fear, and instinctively took a defensive posture ready to fight, while shouting loudly.
"What the hell!"
Feng Jiu was startled, and glanced at those people with a strange look, then looked down at the red clothes on her body, and then chuckled: "I am not a ghost."
Hearing the laughter, the two men were still a little scared, until they looked carefully and saw clearly that it was a young man in a red robe. The previous blur became clear at this moment, and they felt relieved.
"I thought it was a ghost! I was so scared. When I looked over just now, I only saw a head staring at us. It must be weird." A man muttered, and as he approached, his eyes looked at Fengjiu.
"Don't be presumptuous."
The middle-aged man in the lead drank with a sullen face and glanced at the man. The man wanted to say something but was swept away by him and then he shut his mouth and retreated to the back.
The middle-aged man looked at the young man in red, concealed the surprise in his eyes, and said with a cupped hand: "Don't be offended, my brother has no ill intentions."
Fengjiu smiled, glanced at the middle-aged man who was speaking, and said, "It's okay." She continued to drink, savoring the monkey wine carefully.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man asked, "Are you alone? Can we be your companion?"