Ming Xia asked him without giving up, what is in the river you are talking about?
It must be dangerous, right?
Nanjiang Guaner, what are you afraid of danger, so many people, one pass at a time.His tone and expression exuded a deep-seated calmness, as if no matter what happened, his will could not be shaken, and the dangers that might be encountered in his eyes were only one pass after another that needed to be climbed and conquered.Ming Xia felt that strong and firm will, which made his heart swell with strange pride.Chapter 43 The Washing Heart River, a few people slowly walked in the direction of the fire.Tents have been set up, people are patrolling the neighborhood, people are arranging their weapons, everything seems to be in order.They, Ming Xia whispered to Nan Jiang: It seems that they are very experienced.They would find a suitable place to camp in the shortest possible time, and every little thing of driving away wild beasts, fetching water, and setting up protective measures gave people the feeling of extreme familiarity, as if they had done the same thing hundreds of times, thousands of times, even with their eyes closed.Nanjiang seemed to smile, of course there is experience, do you know how long they have been doing it?
How long?
Mingxia thought to himself, how long can it last?
These people don't look to be in their twenties, and according to the age of college graduation, they have only been doing it for three or five years.How much longer?
Nanjiang took out the cigarette case and lit a cigarette for himself, squinting slightly in the diffuse smoke, since I woke up, I have been doing this job, until now, it has been a full ten years.Ming Xia was surprised, and didn't understand what he meant by waking up?
Could it be that he had been injured in some way, in a vegetative state?
Nan Jiang saw the incomprehensible look on his face, and a smile appeared in his eyes, before Tang Xun told you about Gu Eagle, saying that thousands of years ago, the Demon Hunting Division sent a demon hunter to arrest Gu Eagle, in fact, we are demon hunters.Mingxia's mouth opens, huh?
Nanjiang smiled again, so surprised?
Neither is it.Ming Xia shook his head and rubbed his cheeks a little embarrassedly, in fact, I also doubted your preparation.However, I thought that the organization of the Demon Suppression Division was canceled, and the Demon Hunter was also canceled, and then all the work related to monsters was handed over to the state agency to manage.I didn't expect you to just change your name.Nanjiang smiled.Not that cheerful smile, but a soft look on his face that was like warm water, you shouldn't know these things at your age.Going to school, playing ball, playing games, finding a job, and falling in love are the things you should be concerned about at your age.Ming Xia was a little dissatisfied with his wording, as if he was much older than himself.Actually, it's not that big.Nan Jiang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Silly boy, can't you hear that I am envying you?
He turned his head to look at Ming Xia, this heroic young man seemed to be covered with a layer of brilliance, which was the most passionate longing for good and evil, justice, fairness, and such things.It's something that life hasn't had time to polish off, but it's destined to be polished away.Because no one knows how long it will stay in a person's youthful eyes, it is particularly precious.Sooner or later, they will be replaced by something else: a deeper understanding of the ways of the world, and a more forbearant and helpless tolerance of good and evil.That's the process of a person's maturation.And this kind of thing does not mean that he is destined to become stronger.More often than not, it will make a person more timid and tactful, and more judgmental.In other words, more adaptable to this treacherous world.As a result, the fearlessness of the future that stirred in the young years carried an uncertain color in Nanjiang's eyes.His eyes were attracted, and he desperately wanted to know that one day in the future, this bright-eyed young man would be depressed by life.Or will he use a more determined posture to trample everything that shakes him under his feet, and then hold his head high and continue to move forward.Or the years of youth, precisely because they are full of this uncertainty, are especially dazzling.Nanjiang once again floated to the idea that the young man in front of him was the most perfect appearance of the youth he had longed for, but could not ask for.A little impetuous, impulsive, honest and kind, full of responsibility.What is there to envy?
Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.Mingxia muttered quietly, and couldn't help but ask him, you just said wake up, what does that mean?
Have you ever been hurt?
No, Nanjiang laughed again, not that way.Ming Xia couldn't help but look at him, Nanjiang seemed to be smiling more than before.Is this a delusion?
Nan Jiang seemed to want to explain, but after thinking about it, he still shook his head, this matter is too troublesome to say, the time is not right, and the occasion is not right.I'll tell you about it when I have a chance in the future.Ming Xia felt that when he spoke, there was a rather forbearant expression on his face, as if his work, duties, and even identity brought him not all positive feelings.Ming Xia felt as if she had poked Nanjiang's sore feet.I don't ask.Ming Xia hurriedly said, I don't want to say that it doesn't matter, I'm actually not that curious.It's true.Nanjiang looked at him, his eyes were gentle and bright, he would rest early after eating, and he would exercise with Tang Xun and them tomorrow morning.Next summer, how did the topic turn in such a direction?
Ming Xia watched Nanjiang leave with a happy expression, and couldn't help but bow his head and ask Qingqiu, did he actually say something wrong?
Or did you suddenly recognize the wrong person and think of me as Tang Xun?
I'm just a technical consultant, and I need morning exercises for logistics?
Qingqiu was also confused, it had not been in the sixth group for a long time, and the establishment of the bureau was still hundreds of years away from his cognition, and it had never been clear at all.It still hasn't figured out what logistics does.Work needs, right?
Qingqiu's tone is not very sure, they are the sixth group, they are the unit that catches monsters, of course, they have to pay attention to exercise.I've seen Hu Lao running with Hu Lao is logistics, right?
As soon as Ming Xia heard it throw out Hu Lao as an example, he honestly kept silent.Hu Laoyi is old, if he follows the morning exercises, then what reason does he have to be lazy?
Early the next morning, Ming Xia followed Tang Xun and them for a morning run, then simply ate something and continued to move towards the north.When Ming Xia arrived at this time, he also guessed that Nanjiang actually had some tasks on them.The idea of testing new weapons and collecting experimental data sounds more like a cover for the mission.Ming Xia was not a member of the sixth group in the first place, so he didn't feel the need to tell him everything.His situation is more like relying on the actions of the sixth group to take the opportunity to conduct research, if it weren't for the fact that the bow and crossbow are indeed effective in dealing with youkai, people may not like to carry him as a burden at all.Before leaving, Ming Xia wrote down in detail what he had encountered the demon bird last night in his record book: the distance from the target, the wind direction, the wind speed, the state of the demon bird after being hit by an arrow, and so on.As for the strange things about the change in the form of the demon bird after being hit by the arrow, Ming Xia will start another page to record it.Only the page numbers are specifically indicated.The advantage of this is that once this record needs to be shown to someone who doesn't know the inside story of the youkai, it is just necessary to tear out the second page and put it away.After writing the record, Ming Xia took another photo and left a bottom, and then hurriedly packed his things and prepared to go.In the mountains and forests of late autumn, there is an unusual quiet silence.The tall trees were like the guardians of the mountains, stretching their branches in the sunlight, silently watching the creatures that passed under the trees.The woods in this area are not overgrown with weeds and shrubs like the nine acres of plum fields, making it difficult to walk.On the contrary, it has a kind of broadness characteristic of the boreal woodlands, the trees are very tall, there are not many shrubs in the glades between the woodlands, and here and there is a kind of dwarf grass that grows almost close to the ground.The dwarf grass is tightly blocked by layers of fallen leaves, and the occasional outcrops are a deep pale green, like the perfect background for the colorful fallen leaves in late autumn.The journey was very peaceful, and I didn't encounter any strange animals, but I heard birdsong near and far, some crisp and graceful, some dull and low.The unnamed birds seemed to be sending each other some message, and they were chirping endlessly.But as they were about to get out of the woods, all the cries were gone.At the end of the woods was a gentle slope that stretched downward, overgrown with the green grass of the forest.Ming Xia's eyes looked in the direction of the dwarf grass, only to feel that his eyes suddenly lit up, as if a very elegant landscape painting had unfolded out of thin air.At the end of the grassy slope is a mighty river, the river is wide, the green willows on both sides of the river, and the breeze rises, and the petals of the flowers flutter and fall on the river.Tomorrow summer is simply stunned, who would have thought that after passing through the woods in late autumn, they would see the scenery that only spring will have?
Or maybe it's not really spring, it's just some kind of trick up the cheeks of the monsters?
Ming Xia stretched out his hand to poke Qingqiu in the pocket of his scarf and muttered: Lady, come out to see God.Qingqiu, who was making up for sleep, was a spirit, rushed out of the scarf pocket, just wanted to ask Mingxia what evil he had, and he called it a lady, and when he looked up and saw the big river not far away, he howled, isn't this the river that washes his heart?!
Fuck me, how did you get here?!
Which fool lacks the way to lead?!
Ming Xia, the word stupid lack and the scolding sentence were all learned from Ming Xia.Ming Xia really regrets it at this time, and there is a sense of guilt for teaching the children badly.Qingqiu rushed out of his scarf pocket in a hurry, grabbed Mingxia's coat pocket and ran up his shoulder, and shouted Nanjiang in his throat, what's going on, captain, why are you going here?
Tang Xun stood behind Ming Xia, raised his hand and slapped it on it, you whisper to me!
Li Youran next to him also hurriedly made a silent gesture, don't howl, quietly!
So the group shut up.Ming Xia also recovered from the initial dizziness, and tried to ask Qingqiu with his mind, what do you mean?
Is there a problem with the river?
Qingqiu still stared blankly in the direction of the river, and it didn't seem to have received Ming Xia's thoughts at all.Ming Xia recalled it and found that the two times he communicated with Qingqiu in his mind, it was initiated by Qingqiu.In other words, an ordinary human being in the next summer is completely incapable of turning on this one-on-one intracranial call mode.Ming Xia pushed his head against Qingqiu, and when it looked over, he motioned with his eyes to whisper to himself.Qingqiu really understood, and the dialog box was set up in the next second, don't be afraid, it's just that the nasty things in the river are more difficult.Well, it's not particularly difficult to deal with.Ming Xia didn't see anything in the river at all.Qingqiu motioned for him to look closer to the riverbank to see where the colors were darker.Ming Xia didn't see anything at first.The river swirled in front of them, and the current was rapid, so that the water was not a clear color, but slightly muddy.Even if there is something in the water, you can't see it clearly.But with Qingqiu's gesture, Ming Xia really noticed that there were some dark things that were imperceptibly approaching the river.Like some kind of big fish, they approached in groups and swam restlessly near the water's edge.Suddenly, two arrows shot out of the river and shot straight in the direction they were standing.Ming Xia didn't react at all, he was still immersed in the hints that there were strange big fish in the river, and Qingqiu said that it was difficult to deal with, trying to see the true face of the strange fish in the river.I didn't expect that such a long distance would be impacted.Nanjiang grabbed Ming Xia's arm and dragged him over.Mingxia stumbled under his feet.Qingqiuga shouted, flapping his wings and quickly raising his head, avoiding this attack.Ming Xia crashed into Nanjiang's arms.The moment he looked up, he saw something that seemed to be a transparent tentacle sweeping from the back of Nanjiang and snapping on the trunk of a nearby tree.Water splashes.This tentacle turned out to be made of river water, and it shattered with a single blow, and a faint earthy smell immediately filled the air.Chapter 44 Three Routes Their appearance seemed to alarm something in the water, and a succession of water arrows rose into the air, with a strange whistling sound, striking at them.Ming Xia was protected by Nanjiang in front of him and quickly retreated.Mingxia struggled to lift the crossbow, and his hand was extremely fast to the arrow.As soon as he put the crossbow up, he was held down by Nan Jiang, no!
A tentacle made of water whipped on the trunk of a tree beside them, splashing and forcing people to keep their eyes open.Nanjiang pressed the back of Ming Xia's head and pressed his face against his chest.But he retreated into the woods without stopping.Looking out through the rows of straight tree trunks, it was as if the fountain had suddenly turned on and off outside the woods, and the dense splashes almost formed a curtain, as if they were about to pounce into the woods in the next second.The dry earth in the woods was soaked, and the smell of the dirt, the rancid smell of fallen leaves, and the slightly fishy moisture from the river were a little breathless.The woods blocked most of the attacks, but there were still fine mists drifting in through the gaps between the trees.When Ming Xia looked up, he found that Nanjiang's eyelashes were stained with a row of fine droplets.For the first time, he found that Nanjiang's eyelashes were so long, and they looked very soft, and he found that there were also some soft and gentle lines on Nanjiang's body, which made Mingxia have a novel feeling.Thank you.Ming Xia straightened up and patted him on the chest embarrassedly.He thought that he was fortunate that he was not a woman, otherwise he would have rubbed all the cosmetics on his face on other people's clothes, and it would be embarrassing.Nanjiang helped him to stand up, and was about to speak, when he saw that Qingqiu had managed to avoid a new round of fountain attacks with difficulty, he pounced in front of them like a chicken in the soup, and plunged into Ming Xia's arms.Ming Xia took off the scarf hanging around his neck and wiped it back and forth on Qingqiu's body.Although the scarf is also wet, it is better than Qingqiu's ticking messy hair.Qingqiu was impatient with him, and simply stood on his arm, like a windmill, and began to shake his hair, shaking the faces of the people on both sides.Ming Xia wiped his face and asked him, what's the matter?
Aren't you flying fast?
Qingqiu nested in the crook of his arm, and said weakly: I thought I would be fine if I flew a little higher, and I planned to take a closer look.Unexpectedly, it pondered for a while, looked up and asked Nanjiang, have they evolved?
I remember they weren't that powerful before, like a high-pressure water gun, they could thrust so far.It's hard to say.Nanjiang stalls, I haven't seen what they looked like hundreds of years ago?
Have you ever worked with them?
Of course, I did.Qingqiu's little expression was disdainful, a group of mad dogs with no IQ, very stupid, and when they saw something active, they only thought about eating and eating.Nanjiang, Mingxia, Qingqiu and their eyes are staring at each other, what do you mean by these eyes?
It's not interesting, Ming Xia hurriedly changed the topic, what is in the water?
Raised?
Who's going to raise this thing?
Qingqiu shook his head and continued to shake the water on the tips of his wings, it is said that they were originally spirits transformed by the resentment left by the people who died in the water, but then they didn't know what was going on, and they began to calculate humans.