Zhang Muran's words were very authoritative and trustworthy.
Wu Tianzhen naturally did not suspect anything.
But now.
Considering that a large number of people had died in the past two days, it was very likely that they would encounter those pheasant necks again if they stayed overnight in the camp!
"Lord Zhang, then we…"
Wu Tianzhen was a little stumped and scratched his head.
He originally wanted to say that this camp was definitely not safe based on the current situation. Who knew when pheasant necks would surround them.
But on second thought.
Even 40 to 50 pheasant necks couldn't do anything to Zhang Muran.
No matter how many there were.
Perhaps…it would be meaningless!
"You can sleep tonight. It's not a problem.”
Zhang Muran nodded lightly and said,""But remember, no matter what happens, don't leave your tent.”
"Shall I keep watch, Lord Zhang?" Hei Blind asked.
Zhang Muran nodded.
Fatty stretched out his hand and wanted to join in the fun. Hei Blind shook his head and said,"Neither of you can do it. It's my home ground at night.”
Just like that, the matter was decided.
After dinner, they rested for a while.
Fatty and Wu Tian had returned to their tents early to sleep. When they arrived at the camp, the fatigue accumulated along the way had all erupted. No matter how much they slept, they could not get enough sleep.
On the other side.
Zhang Muran was still sitting in his seat, close to the bonfire. The black gold Tang sword was placed on a small bench beside him, within reach.
Blind Hei sat at the side, staring at the bonfire without saying a word.
"It's 12 o'clock, Lord Zhang."
Blind Hei looked at his watch and looked around."It's a little foggy, similar to the fog we saw last night.”
Zhang Muran nodded and closed her eyes to rest.
Wu Tianzhen and Fatty didn't understand what was going on. Naturally, they couldn't guard against the upcoming trouble.
Zhang Muran was different from Hei Blind.
The two of them had seen the fog around the camp last night, so they naturally knew what was going on.
In less than an hour.
The fog around the camp suddenly became much thicker. The entire camp was completely submerged by the thick fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.
The bonfire was right in front of them.
The visibility of the flames could only maintain a distance of two to three meters.
Under such circumstances, it was already impossible to be on guard or alert against the surroundings. It was too difficult!
"How do you feel?"
Zhang Muran suddenly asked Blind Hei.
Hei Blind smiled bitterly and said softly,"You know, the feeling of almost going blind is similar to this.”
"Sometimes…it's good to be blind.”Zhang Muran was a little emotional.
If you were blind, you wouldn't be able to see.
Then, the good and bad in the world, the things that he wanted to see and did not want to see, would all disappear.
In the blink of an eye, another two hours passed.
It was almost three o'clock in the morning.
Suddenly, there were many rustling sounds around the campsite. It sounded…very similar to the sound of snakes crawling!
At this time.
For ordinary people, this happened to be the time when they were the most sleepy and the easiest to relax!
In the fog.
The bonfire in the middle of the camp was still burning, but the surroundings were filled with thick fog, like a miasma.
"Lord Zhang, you're here."
Hei Blind said softly.
Turning his head, Hei Blind was stunned for a moment.
Zhang Muran, who was originally sitting less than half a meter away from him, had already disappeared into the thick and sticky fog!
Rustle...
Rustle...
"Lord Zhang."
"Lord Zhang."
"Lord Zhang."
“……”
Around the camp.
In the thick fog.
The call came again and again.
That voice was very much like the voice of a person who had lowered his voice!
Pheasant neck!
Snakes that could speak were extremely rare, but they were basically poisonous snakes. The cobra was the best example!
Blind Hei took out a dagger, turned around, and hid in the darkness.
Thick fog and darkness.
This was exactly the environment that Blind Man was most comfortable in!
But very quickly.
He knew that he was still too slow.
In front of him, in a corner of the camp.
There were seven or eight dead pheasant necks scattered on the ground, and snake blood was scattered everywhere. Every pheasant neck had its head broken, and it died on the spot!
And this…
Coincidentally, it was one of the places where the pheasant neck was calling out!
"Lord Zhang, why are you spinning so fast?"
Hei Blind had a puzzled look on his face. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully. Only then did he faintly hear the sound of a blade piercing through the snake's scales coming from a distance!
At the same time.
Large patches of pheasant necks jumped out from the darkness. Balls of pheasant necks climbed up the tent, and the sound of the support breaking could be clearly heard!
As the first tent was crushed by the snakes.
The second, the third, the fourth…
One after another, large tents were crushed by the necks of groups of pheasants. Clearly, this snake had a very high IQ!
But very quickly.
The sound of the tent collapsing was suppressed.
Zhang Muran, who was holding a black gold Tang sword, moved freely in the darkness and fog. She did not need any lighting at all. She could kill a pheasant's neck with a swing of her sword!
It appeared from the pheasant's neck.
Then, Zhang Muran disappeared into the fog and darkness.
The whole process took less than ten minutes!
More than 50 pheasant necks had already died under Zhang Muran's blade. None of the pheasant necks could launch an effective counterattack.
Even a sneak attack had become an extravagant hope…
Around the camp.
Snake blood splattered.
In the thick fog that permeated the air, the smell of blood had appeared at some point in time and gradually spread.
At this moment.
A figure covered in mud flashed past the campfire in the middle of the camp.
The person moved very quickly and knew the situation of the camp like the back of her hand. Soon, she had found the backpack that contained the equipment and food.
"There's no need to hide, right? Chen Wenjin."
Zhang Muran's voice suddenly sounded from the dark, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
The figure's body trembled for a moment before returning to normal.
"Lord Zhang."
Chen Wenjin slowly turned his head.
Her face was covered in mud, but she still looked pretty, just like when she was young.
Zhang Muran nodded and pointed at the bonfire.""Come over and tell me. There are still a few hours before the fog dissipates.”
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