Chapter 806

Dong Wenfeng nodded and chuckled. He didn't find this little trick for the first time. He raised his hand and left a sentence in his mouth: "look back now. Everything is an illusion. Where is there any Taoist temple!"

Several people continued to look back at the past. Sure enough, there were some things shrouded in clouds and smoke. Green Mao still rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Murong may have guessed it. At this time, except Dong Wenfeng, she is the only one who maintains a unique calm. It seems that she is looking for countermeasures at this time.

Compared with Murong's composure, Xiaomeng's face showed a rare surprise. She blinked her well-dressed eyes and said, "false, is it that all we met along the way is a fantasy?"

Dong Wenfeng held his chin up and said with a sneer, "it shouldn't be. The villagers just now have no reason to deceive us, and I didn't find anything on them."

Green hair couldn't wait to ask, "what?"

"A gas, a unique gas, did you notice this gas in the Taoist temple just now?" Murong still blurted out quietly like a bright mirror.

Xiaomeng looked surprised as if she had found a big treasure. "No wonder my nose is itchy. Is it because of these gases?"

When Dong Wenfeng saw Murong thinking, he said calmly, "yes, it's a toxic chemical gas. I guess it was left by the development of large industry more than 60 or 70 years ago. I don't know why those people released these gases to poison us, but I'm sure the Taoist temple in front of us is the legendary yellow skin Taoist temple."

Dong Wenfeng said so many words in one breath, which shocked everyone present. Green Mao's face lost a trace of interest. Xiao Meng was also thinking about the various scenes he had just encountered. A different emotion emerged in Murong's mind.

Dong Wenfeng has already trained a skill of observing words and colors. Everyone is worried. The journey that should have been relaxed has inexplicably become tense. The experience along the way has already released everyone's energy.

It seems that we should take one step at a time.

Dong Wenfeng hasn't said his ideas yet. Murong has proposed it. Perhaps this is the most appropriate measure at present.

"High energy ahead, you should pay attention!" the flame in his mind responded to this sentence in Dong Wenfeng's ear. Dong Wenfeng has sensed that the power of flame is slowly falling, probably just affected by the void fantasy of huangpizi Taoist temple.

Yan's advice was vague. Dong Wenfeng only knew that there was a danger ahead, but he couldn't feel what the danger was at the moment.

Perhaps maintaining a sense of vigilance is effective at any time.

Green Mao walks in the front. He always likes to be lively. It seems that he wants to be the first to affirm the scenery ahead. The road has always been a jungle. The towering trees should have tens of years. The moisture of moss highlights the difficulties on the road. From time to time, cuckoos in the jungle spread gloomy threats.

"Look..." green Mao was stunned by the scene in front of him. He couldn't say the second half of the sentence. His open mouth could swallow a grapefruit raw.

Xiaomeng was not interested and had a trace of spirit. Her main purpose of this trip was to explore. The characteristics of nature have always been her greatest interest. She came bouncing along, crossed a fork, crossed the fallen old rattan tree, and finally saw the scene in front of her.

Dong Wenfeng and Murong followed each other. In front of him was a deep trench hundreds of meters high, with vertical vines hanging on it, like a dense python.

Behind the deep trench is a large cave. If Dong Wenfeng guessed correctly that it was an artificial cave, there must have been a big tribe living here more than 100 years ago. They couldn't wait to follow, and Dong Wenfeng also tried to visit the truth with great interest. The sentence just put forward by Yan in his mind has long been forgotten.

Sure enough, there was a path here. It was only more than 100 years ago, but there were still traces of green stones. None of them sensed the danger in advance.

Even Dong Wenfeng, who has always been cautious, is so.

The only way to Shenhao cave is a large river with a sloping top. The water flow is smooth, but there is no boat to cross the river.

Green Mao's proposal finally fell on the point, but Dong Wenfeng, a powerful man, still thinks it's a piece of cake. In his opinion, shipbuilding is not a difficult skill.

In less than a pot of tea, Dong Wenfeng has prepared the raft, but the bearing capacity of the raft is limited. Moreover, with large and small burdens, Dong Wenfeng proposes that two people a raft. For safety reasons, one man and one woman are more suitable.

Before Xiaomeng finished listening to the proposal, she scrambled and said, "I don't want to be in the same boat with green hair, brother Dong, just take me!"

Dong Wenfeng broke out in a cold sweat, because Murong had pinched his waist in the dark, as if warning that if you dare to promise, your old waist will be buried here.

Green hair is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. He directly started to shake hands with the shopkeeper and said indifferently, "Hey, you don't want to do it with me. I don't care about you. I don't care what trouble you encounter later!"

Xiaomeng was so angry that she couldn't get anywhere. Hey, what kind of green hair are you? You dare to dislike me. She hasn't refuted yet. Murong said angrily: "when is it? Don't argue. Xiaomeng, I and Dong Wenfeng are in a boat. Green hair, you and these luggage are in a boat, and the weight is about the same."

Xiaomeng smiled proudly and said, "sister Mu's idea is good. I raise my hand in favor."

Before green Mao could react, he saw that Dong Wenfeng gathered all his baggage in one boat. Dong Wenfeng and his three men boarded the boat and set off. Green Mao realized that he had become a burden like these baggage, just something he didn't want to take in his hand, but he couldn't lose.

The river is black.

When Dong Wenfeng went to the middle of the river, he realized that the river had changed. Why was the water still?

It was so strange that Dong Wenfeng was equally surprised when he saw Murong. At this time, the boat stopped, like sitting on an ice lake, and the phantom in the water shone on Dong Wenfeng's frightened face.

Is this the advice of Yan?

Eh, why is green hair missing? There is a load of baggage. Dong Wenfeng is in this strange dilemma. This is the first time.

The power of the flame at the moment, as if it had never appeared, had not felt a little call.