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Chapter 120 Jungle

Walking through the beach is the woods. The island is covered with lush vegetation. No one visits the island normally, and plants and animals can grow freely.

Chen Qinghan used his sword to cut off the branches and leaves blocking the road. The thick roots of the tree grow across the ground, with moss-like plants on it, so the traces of being stepped on will be particularly obvious.

From time to time, living creatures jump around us, sweeping over our heads, and dense branches and leaves blocking us, so we can't see clearly what it is.

I have read some jungle adventure novels, including man-eating trees, man-eating ants, and man-eating pythons.

In short, the expedition team is like a table of long-legged food takeaways, running into the jungle to feed all kinds of animals.

I observed the plants around me, looking for plants that were suspected of being human-eating trees and human-eating flowers.

Bishi noticed my movements and asked, "What are you looking for?"

I replied naturally: "Human-eating flowers."

Unexpectedly, Bi Shi said oh and pointed at the top of his head: "Are you talking about that?"

Chen Qinghan and I looked up in the direction she pointed, and saw two feet hanging in the air.

Except for two feet, the rest were all held by an extra-large bud, and it felt like a flower grew two feet.

But those feet were wearing shoes, so it could not be flowers, unless it had grown its feet and picked up a pair of Adid's sneakers.

Since there are many tall plants on the island, we will ignore the canopy at higher places and only look at some low plants.

At most, we can see that the top of our head is one foot high to prevent snakes from being caught by us by accident on the branches.

The cannibal flowers found by Bishi are different from what I saw in the video and in the book.

It grows on a very thick old tree, which must be held in seven or eight people.

Such trees abound in the forest, so they did not attract my special attention.

Now when I look closely, I see that there are oversized flower buds growing on its branches and forks.

The length of this bud should be swallowed by a person who is 1.7 meters tall, so the person with his feet exposed should be over 1.75 meters tall.

The feet did not move, and 80% of the man was already dead. There were several flowers next to this bud, but they only saw the feet exposed outside.

Either they didn't eat anyone, or the person they ate was too short.

"This plant does not have it outside. It is probably a specialty on the island. Should I cut it down and study it?" I suggested.

"Don't disturb it, let it go lightly." Chen Qinghan said in a low voice.

The flowers trembled slightly, as if they were breathing, as if they were napping after dinner.

The three of us walked past the tree with ease. The survivors did not touch the flowers and rescued their companions' bodies. There was no need for us to alarm the flowers.

After walking forward for about half an hour, the jungle still hadn't ended, but on the ground, we saw a head.

Yes, there was a human head on the ground, buried among the fallen leaves, but there was no blood around it.

Chen Qinghan suddenly stopped and pulled back his legs in front, looking a little difficult.

When I pulled out my feet, I saw that there was a lot of black mud on my shoes. It turned out that the open space in front of us was not an open space, but a swamp.

It was just covered with thick fallen leaves, and it was impossible to tell that it was a swamp.

"Why didn't that person sink all over?" I looked at the head and asked strangely.

In such a swamp, whether you struggle or not, your body will slowly sink. Could it be that the swamp is not deep and the mud below is not as high as one person?

"Be careful, go around elsewhere, and try not to make a sound." Chen Qinghan instructed.

He said I could understand how to take a detour, but he said he didn't say anything. What does this mean?

Could it be that there are living creatures in the swamp? Will they be woken up by sound?

Although I was confused, I still did what he said. We picked up a tree fork and tentatively looked for a way to bypass this swamp.

When I walked around the side of the swamp, I accidentally glanced at the side of the man's head, and I saw his front face.

We obviously walked around and saw his side face. If our direction was right, it was his turn.

I grabbed Chen Qinghan's arm and signaled him to look at the person. After seeing it, he only whispered to let us go quickly.

When we crossed the swamp, I looked back at the head, and what I saw was his face.

He is like a submarine's periscope, the lens is spinning towards us.

This imagination reminds me of whether the living creatures are also controlling him.

That's right, that person is more than ten meters away from the edge of the swamp. If he accidentally stepped in, would he continue to move forward?

Besides, after his companions found out that he stepped in, they could easily pull him out, unless they couldn't pull him or her.

"I said, can we catch up with them, can we still have people left?" After half an hour of walking, two people died in the team, and this is still visible, what if there is something invisible.

"It's almost there, they're right in front of you." Chen Qinghan said.

Chen Qinghan was right. There was indeed someone in front of us. After more than ten minutes, we were aimed at the guns of four black holes.

Those with guns are definitely not passengers on the cruise ship. When I saw the people holding the guns, I was even more sure that they were not tourists.

All four of them were wearing jungle combat uniforms, but not domestic styles, but foreigners.

Four foreigners pointed guns at us and walked out from behind the big tree. They were even more surprised than us and seemed to have no idea that someone would appear.

Chen Qinghan greeted them in foreign language and said that we were tourists on the cruise ship. Unfortunately, we encountered a shipwreck and were washed to the shore.

Chen Qinghan only had a sword in his hand. Bishi and I were holding tree forks. No matter how we looked, they didn't look like regular soldiers. They were wearing casual clothes. Foreigners put down their guns without much doubt.

They took us back to their camp, and the four men were on guard, and the camp was right in front.

I continued walking for a few minutes and arrived. I was a little surprised when I arrived. This was a clearing in the jungle, but there were stone pillars and stone statues on the clearing. It seemed to have been through storms but still stood firm.

There were people in this place, but it happened a long time ago.

The people in the camp were wearing the same clothes as the four foreigners, most of them had weapons. The team of all adult men and they carried weapons. They were definitely not ordinary people or civilians.

These people looked tired, half of them were sleeping and the other half were in a daze.

I saw four people taking us back, and I was a little more energetic. A man with a beard stood up from the sitting stone strip and walked towards us.

"Hello." The bearded man spoke, speaking in Chinese.

"Hello." Chen Qinghan greeted him briefly, and the waiter told the bearded man that we were passengers on the cruise ship and drifted here in a shipwreck.

"We are too, very unfortunate and have suffered a lot of losses." The bearded man said, comparing us with a 'please' gesture.

We followed him to the stone bar and sat down, their men formed a circle with a bonfire in the middle.
Chapter completed!
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