Two days ago, the uncle was gradually getting drunk. He rubbed his temples on both sides and slowly stood up.

When they walked outside the indigenous camp, they saw men, women, young and old in the village sitting around Danling, each of them crossed their hands to their chests and closed their eyes to pray. Danling raised her head and looked at the dead black forest on the top of the mountain through the faint night.

I don’t know what the uncle was thinking of writing at this time, but his round face was engraved with extremely complicated expressions.

He walked towards the crowd with heavy steps.

Seeing that the uncle woke up, Danling opened his arms and shouted:

"Savior! Your subordinates have gone up the mountain to conquer the demons! I hope they will be triumphant!"

Immediately, many natives shouted in unison like wolves.

The uncle pushed his glasses and replied meaningfully:

"They are not my subordinates, but my children..."

The uncle's voice was very hoarse, and then his deep eyes turned to the top of the mountain. He silently said in his heart:

"Children, you must come back alive!"

Dan Ling leaned forward and leaned on the uncle's shoulder with one hand. In order to avoid what other natives heard, he whispered:

"There will be no problem, right? It's been three hours since I went up the mountain. Just now, there were huge noises and fires coming from the middle of the mountain..."

The uncle suddenly turned around, his face obviously displeasure, and he threw out a rudely sentence:

"Don't worry!"

The uncle ignored Danling after that.

But just a quarter of an hour later, a strange green light came from the top of the mountain. The brighter the light spread to the entire island for a while.

Accompanied by the green light, the strong shaking of the island.

The ground trembled irregularly, and the uncle bent his legs slightly, trying hard to control his body's balance. The natives beside him howled in horror.

Danling knelt on the ground, raised his hands and shouted:

"God is above you, please forgive us if there is any offense!"

The uncle looked at the Danling kneeling kneeling praying coldly, thinking to himself:

"I just know that I pray that you are free from being punished by mysterious powers. Why don't he care about the lives and death of my children? They are the mountain that you are the natives who have climbed..."

After a while, the quiet green light dissipated like the wind, and the Magnetic Island returned to its former peace. Just as Dan stood up with a cane, a male native ran over from the distance of the jungle. The native seemed to be running from the direction of the coast, shouting breathlessly while running:

"Recruit! They...their ships...have run to the sea by themselves...the seaside...the seaside is recovering again!"

Danling opened her eyes wide, and the oily stripes on her face twitched with excitement. He held the native's hand tightly and asked quickly:

"Is it true? There are waves by the sea again? Do you see the tide? Their boats left the beach and returned to the sea?"

The native looked at the Danling with confidence and nodded fiercely.

Danling whistles to the sky:

"It's over! It's finally over!"

The uncle approached with confusion and asked:

"What's the meaning?"

The Danling suddenly gave the uncle a bear hug, and the force made the uncle breathing difficult.

The uncle asked again:

"What the hell is going on?"

Danling replied excitedly:

"Your children have succeeded! You deserve to be the savior! The spirit stones on the magnetic island have adjusted their magnetism, and the sea water by the beach is no longer dead silent, and the tide has been restored! Your ship is no longer being absorbed on this island, you can leave here!"

Danling spoke incoherently, and the uncle said in confusion:

"What? I just want to ask you, are my children successful? They are not in danger, are they?"

Danling did not answer the uncle's question, but kept crying. The natives around him collapsed to the ground, muttering:

"It's finally over!"

"We're finally at ease"

...

The uncle was extremely helpless and started stomping left and right anxiously.

At this time, another native shouted loudly:

"Look! The saviors are back!"

The noisy talk of the natives came like a tide. The uncle hurriedly pushed away the natives beside him, rushed out of the crowd and ran forward.

I saw two figures of a man and a woman appearing at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing this, the uncle opened his eyes in horror. He ran over and shouted breathlessly:

"Children! Children...children!"

Why are there two people? Why one is missing? No! Not that...

A trace of ominousness flashed through the uncle's heart.

When the two figures in front gradually became clearer, the uncle rubbed his eyes, supported his knees, and gasped. He raised his head and observed the figure in front of him carefully. He saw Lulu wearing a schoolbag cross-body, while Zhao Ning next to him seemed to be carrying a person on his back. That should be Jialong, right?

The uncle walked towards the two of them. When the three of them gathered together, the uncle was filled with mixed feelings for a moment, and tears were circling in his eyes.

Lulu said naughtyly:

"Oh! Uncle is sober?"

The uncle twisted Lulu's nose gently and said:

"Stupid girl!"

Zhao Ning gently placed Jialong on his back on the ground and whispered:

"He fell into the pool water and fainted."

The uncle bent down quickly and observed Jialong's situation. When the uncle saw the jade ring with a faint cold light on Jialong's finger, he was shocked and suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe.

He opened his eyes wide and asked:

"I just saw a green light, but it is related to this jade ring?"

Zhao Ning replied:

"This is not sure, but Jialong did produce that powerful green light after falling into the water. At the same time, when I pulled him ashore with a rope, he had this ring on his hand."

The uncle lowered his head and shook his head in despair.

Lulu bent down and asked with concern:

"What's wrong? Uncle, Jialong won't have any trouble, right? He just drowned and he should be well soon."

At this time, the uncle gently turned up Jialong's eyelids and saw that Jialong's eyes were covered with green patterns. The patterns were very complicated and it was hard to see clearly.

Lulu gasped and asked in a low voice:

"What's wrong?"

The uncle said hurriedly:

"Quick! Let's go quickly! Only Grandma Rubo can save him! Now we should be not far from Rubo Island!"

"Grandma Rubo?"

"It's the elder Ruba Island I mentioned before!"

Danling led the natives to prepare for the heroes' triumph, but the uncle and the others walked towards the beach without raising their heads. This made the natives very puzzled.

On the way to the beach, Lulu's schoolbag kept shaking.

The uncle looked at Lulu in confusion and said:

"What is in your schoolbag?"

Lulu replied in a low voice:

"Uncle, you'll know in a while!"

When he arrived on the yacht, the uncle settled Jialong in a coma. He waited at Jialong's bedside, looked at the jade ring on Jialong's index finger and sighed repeatedly. Jialong lay on the bed, motionless like a stone statue. His face turned pale and he looked very uncomfortable.

Zhao Ning started the yacht in the cockpit at this time. After a while, the hull shook violently, and then the roar of the engine came.

Lulu opened her schoolbag and said gently to the inside of the bag:

"Safe, Babe!"

After a while, the schoolbag trembled even more violently, and then there was a clatter of leaves rubbing.

The uncle looked over with his head tilted, and saw a pink pig coming out of his schoolbag. His two pigs' ears were shaking.

"I'm suffocating!"
To be continued...