I have never heard of Blood Lake, but I know how to play junglers, not only do I know how to play junglers, but also top laners.

This jungler didn't go to fight the jungle monsters and came to beat people. I think he was tired of living.

Just as I was hesitating whether to jump up and capture the "Thief King", the jungler with a strange accent said:

"I remember, but I don't know what it means, please make clear by Master Qi."

"There is no way in the lake, and blood is used as a guide. These two people are coming just right. We can use their blood to guide the way and find the entrance."

"So that's it. Master Qi is really amazing. Then let's take them with us."

When I heard that they were going to sacrifice to the two of us, I wanted to use our blood as a navigation device!

But what is the entrance they are talking about? It is deserted and not a tourist route. Are they also coming to find a safe house?

Thinking of this, I really want to kick Chen Qinghan. Didn’t he say that this place is absolutely safe and cannot be found without coordinates?

Now not only are some people coming first, but they also know the tricks to get in.

I lay in the truck and eavesdropped on their conversation and learned that they were camping not because the guide was sick, but because the guide wanted to run away, and was accidentally beaten to death by a little brother.

Originally, Master Qi planned to wait for the place, so he used the guide as a guide. As a result, the guide died early, and the blood of the dead would solidify. It was still a long way from the lake they mentioned, so Master Qi asked the team to stop and he wanted to hold a meeting.

The appearance of Chen Qinghan and I was equivalent to the pillows they gave to the door for nothing when they were sleepy. How could it be irrelevant?

Unfortunately, they made a great decision to make a decision, and when they arrived at the place, it was hard to say.

I can't drive, and Chen Qinghan fainted again, so I won't attack them before arriving at the lake.

They buried the body of the guide, and then the team drove away, and after two hours of bumpy, all cars stopped and turned off the fire.

Before Chen Qinghan woke up, I secretly pinched him, but he didn't respond.

Qi Ye was obviously the commander-in-chief of this operation, and he had to instruct everyone else to do anything.

On the way, I finally remembered where I heard that strange accent. Decades ago, a Sakura Country Expedition Team accidentally entered my tomb. Their team leader was a Chinese, and the initiator of the expedition team was a Sakura Country.

Interestingly, the Sakura man especially likes to communicate with the Chinese team leader in Chinese, but his pronunciation is very strange, exactly the same as this jungler.

He has the appearance of an Asian and speaks strange Chinese pronunciation. It seems that the people who work with the old man are probably from Sakura.

I thought about it carefully and found that Sakura Guo did not seem to have the surname jungler, so I should have heard it wrong or the old man was not pronounced correctly. What he said might be "Da", not "Da".

I have heard of Da Ye, a teenager who plays baseball and a younger brother who has a car accident.

No wonder when Chen Qinghan handed them cigarettes, no one said anything. It turned out that they didn't want to reveal their identities.

But in recent years, more and more foreigners traveling in China are coming. They can be said to be foreign tourists and love Chinese culture. Why do they pretend to be illusions?

Qi Ye's men wanted to unload the things on the truck, so they carried Chen Qinghan and me down first and placed them on the ground casually.

The truck loaded with inflatable boats and inflatable pumps, and it seems that they have to do water activities as well.

They were busy and no one could care about us. I squinted my eyes and observed them.

On the night of the dark moon and the wind is high and the water is high. Master Qi ordered his men to set up several strong lights and drag two inflatable boats to the lake.

They each had a set of diving equipment, which looked better than Chen Qinghan rented it from the salvage company.

Diving equipment is rare in Tibetan areas. If Chen Qinghan applies to the top, it would be better to rent it locally.

But now there are good equipment available to you, and it will be OK if you find an opportunity to grab two sets in a while.

Qiye first sent two subordinates to go down the lake on an inflatable boat. They wanted to calculate the depth, temperature and related data of the lake.

I sent two people to measure it, which shows that the lake is not very large, and the large lakes that are ranked in Tibet or the legendary small lakes have become tourist attractions. This lake water is definitely a kind of unwelcome.

From the occasional conversation between Qi Ye’s subordinates, I heard them mention the border, but it should be very far from the border, otherwise there would be a danger of being discovered by the patrol team.

After all the preparations were completed, Chen Qinghan and I were carried onto an inflatable boat and put us down. There was not much space left on the boat. Only one of us was responsible for bleeding and boarding the same boat with us.

The inflatable boat team slowly rowed towards the center of the lake. Qiye, Baseball Jun and other subordinates were all dressed in equipment. Everyone rode their roars, and the boat pushed away the waves. The fish in the lake looked at us and quietly bit through the bottom of the boat and sang happily.

The first person to find that the boat was leaking was Qi Ye. How could the old man say that there was an old man in his family? He was experienced and soon found that the inflatable boat was leaking.

We were not far from the center of the lake. Qi Ye ordered the people on our boat to take action and bleed one by one for me and Chen Qinghan.

I lay on the edge of the boat and had long seen big-headed fish swimming secretly near the boat, waiting for them to make trouble, so I can take advantage of the situation.

After Master Qi's order, I suddenly turned my face and looked at the person who drew the sword and showed an "evil smile".

At the same time, he kicked his legs off the ground. The space inside the boat was already small. He sat on the edge of the stern, and his body lost balance as soon as his feet off the ground and fell backwards into the water.

"Ah! Ah--" After entering the water, the man made a series of screams, but the emotions represented were obviously different. The first sound was surprise, and the next one was horror.

The big-headed fish in the water have sharp teeth and sharp mouths. They bite the inflatable boats not to eat plastic, but to have the time for midnight snacks.

During those days in Sa City, Ling Keer told me that there is a custom of burial in Tibetan areas. Locals do not eat fish in the lake. One is to respect the Divine Lake, and the other is to be afraid of eating fish and eat the ancestors indirectly.

Therefore, in the lakes in Tibetan areas, there are many fish that maintain the characteristics of the primitive era, with a large head and a small body, and eating corpses.

The fish in this lake are obviously not satisfied with eating shrimps or corpses, they want to eat fresh ones.

We can’t feed anyone who feeds the fish first. With the young and handsome guy who takes the lead, it can at least disrupt the fish’s sight.

The young man fell into the lake and was bitten after a few thumps. The blood fainted in the lake, attracting more fish to rush up.

Master Qi wanted to lead the way with his blood, but he encountered a group of fish blocking the way. His move was a bit like plagiarizing the beauty in my tomb to guide the way, but it was just rather unethical.

What’s even more tragic is that after being unethical, the road ahead is still hard to find. When Qi Ye saw his subordinates falling into the water, he hurriedly ordered others to keep the person who fell into the water.

It is not uncommon for me to beat dogs in the water, or it is common in their group.
Chapter completed!