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Volume 2: One thought becomes a devil, one thought becomes a Buddha Chapter 240: Danger in the Jungle

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    The song was intermittent, drifting in and out, far away and now close. It sounded like a woman whispering in the middle of the night, but it also sounded like a woman sobbing.  I have to admit that Han Lin felt a little uncomfortable when he heard such a strange singing in such an environment.  It's not that I'm afraid, I'm just worried about the unexpected.  Soon after the song sounded, a small sound came from the jungle on both sides of the river.  This sound immediately aroused Han Lin's vigilance. The range of all things' perception was greatly compressed here, and it could not go beyond two meters at most.  He was alert, ready to wake his companions at any time.  After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.  It turns out that the people coming out of the jungles on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are all small animals.  Either crawling or walking, one by one plopped directly into the river, covered by the dark miasma of the night, making it difficult to see clearly.  This scene was very strange and attracted Han Lin's great attention.  Apparently, the singing has a hypnotic effect, attracting all prey to commit suicide in the water.  And the singing seemed to come from the water, but also seemed to come from the air.  The erratic sound made it impossible to determine the source.  Looking back, Feng Zhongxiao and Manqiao woke up at some point, and had already walked out of the tent and stood behind them.  Seeing these two people, Han Lin felt more or less at ease.  With them here, even if there is trouble, it will be enough to deal with it.  "Where did this sound come from?" Han Lin listened, but couldn't find any clues.  Even Manqiao shook his head, still unable to judge.  Feng Zhongxiao took out the sword from his waist and jumped into the river.  This scene almost scared Han Lin to death.  The river was shallow at both ends and deep in the middle. For a moment, the wind howled and no one could see it.  No matter how shrouded it was in the miasma, it was impossible to judge its specific location from the water ripples.  "That's too reckless." Manqiao frowned.  In a ghostly place like this, Feng Zhongxiao¡¯s behavior was obviously excessively careless.  Even Han Lin thought so. After a while, the singing stopped.  Feng Zhongxiao walked out step by step, from deep to shallow, until his upper body was completely exposed, he saw that he was holding a strange thing in his hand.  This thing looks a bit like a human-shaped toad, with four thick thighs hanging weakly, and a bloody gash on its neck where the throat has been cut.  Feng Zhongxiao threw the thing on the ground and said indifferently: "It's the one that's screaming." After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the tent to continue sleeping.  Seeing this, Manqiao nodded slightly and went back to the tent to sleep.  "Boy Han!!! What are you doing!!" At this time, Zidian's inner demon suddenly screamed like crazy!  "What are you doing? I didn't do anything." Han Lin scratched his head in confusion. From the time Feng Zhongxiao killed the humanoid toad to the two of them going back to sleep, and then to Zidian's inner demon shouting, it couldn't last more than five seconds.  .  Han Lin didn't understand why Zidian's inner demon was shouting like this. He just sat by the tent and didn't make any move.  "Fuck your grandma! Get out! You're almost drowning!!!" Zidian's inner demon roared again.  "What!?" Han Lin was startled, as if he was waking up from a dream.  After waking up, I opened my eyes and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.  He found that he was walking deeper into the river, and the erratic singing did not stop.  What made his hair stand on end was that his companions walked out of the tent at some point and entered the water one by one.  These people all had their eyes closed, and the third child was still snoring loudly.  After a few snores, the river water submerged him, a few bubbles popped up, and the person disappeared.  Hallucination!  Han Lin understood immediately.  Just now, the wind howled and killed the humanoid toad. It was the illusion conveyed to him by the song, which made him think that the difficulty was solved and he relaxed his vigilance.  And those who were sleeping didn't even have time to react.  Fortunately, Feng Zhongxiao was still awake and was fishing for people in the river quickly.  On the shore, there were already three wet companions placed there.  Han Lin didn¡¯t have time to think too much, and immediately jumped into the water to salvage his companions. He carried the third child on his shoulders and walked to the shore. When he looked again, his eyebrows stood up!  There were clearly three rescued companions on the shore just now, but now one is missing.  Anger rose in his heart, but he was patted on the shoulder by Feng Zhongxiao: "I'll go find people, you continue to save people." Before Han Lin could answer, Feng Zhongxiao held the hilt of his sword and ducked deep into the jungle.  at.  Han Lin entered the water again and again, and the cold was like a steel knife scraping his bones, making him shiver.  But he didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. The longer he delayed, the more dangerous it would be.  The song continued to echo vaguely. Han Lin gritted his teeth and said coldly: "No matter who you are, I want you to die!" The song stopped for a moment, and then became more intense.  Like a woman hysterical? scream.  The noise was extremely loud, and strangely, Han Lin had thoughts of committing suicide when he heard the sound.  The tragic scenes of the past came to mind, and I wished I could just die and stop thinking about those sad things.  The companions who had been rescued on the shore stood up again and started walking into the river again.  Han Lin laughed angrily: "Well done! You have talent! I like people who have talent. But don't let me catch you. I advise you to run away as far as you can! Otherwise" "Otherwise"  How?" A woman chuckled.  But the laughter stopped suddenly.  Deep in the jungle, Feng Zhongxiao walked out with two people on his shoulders.  One of them was the stolen Fairy Gu Yue, but the other was a strong man who looked very strange.  The big man's hands, wrists and ankles were all cut off. There was a thin opening in his throat, and his vocal cords were severed.  "Awesome" These two words immediately came to Han Lin's mind. Needless to say, the woman's singing voice must have come from the mouth of the big man.  I just didn't expect that what I thought was a woman turned out to be a man.  The big man¡¯s face turned pale and he was a little frightened, and he couldn¡¯t even speak.  He was thrown to the ground by the howling wind, unable to move.  Han Lin only looked back and jumped into the water again. After a lot of work, he finally fished out all his companions and then quickly approached the big man.  As soon as the person got close, he kicked him directly on the chest.  The big man was kicked and rolled over, hitting a tree trunk behind him. His body bounced back and he spat out a stream of blood.  Han Lin stepped forward, grabbed his hair, and slapped his face with his knee three times.  The big man's mouth and nose were bleeding from the knock. The bridge of his nose was broken, and one eyeball popped out.  He wanted to scream, but couldn't make any sound.  Han Lin grabbed the big man's neck with one hand and lifted him up. He said coldly: "Are you asking me what would happen otherwise? I'll tell you now what I want to do." With that, he carried the big man and walked towards the water, carrying the huge man into the water.  His head was pressed into the water, bubbling and bubbling.  After a while, he pulled his head out. The big man opened his mouth and inhaled fiercely. Han Lin quickly pushed him into the water with his quick hands and eyes.  This action of inhaling becomes water absorption.  If I bring it up again, I won¡¯t stop coughing.  The big man¡¯s eyes were moving around, and he was coughing in his mouth.  It's like trying to speak, but being unable to make a sound because the vocal cords are damaged.  "Don't try to exchange information for your life. If you dare to plot against my companions, you are dead." Han Lin thrust his palm into the strong man's neck, killing him.  At this moment, everyone woke up from their hallucinations and felt incredible about everything that happened.  "It should be that the miasma poisoned us and made us unconscious, so we were controlled. Obviously, we will never be the only ones in the jungle." Qiqing woke up holding her painful head.  Analyzing the current situation, they are now in the light and the enemy is in the dark.  It is unlikely that the big man is acting alone. There should be some people hiding in the jungle.  "They're all inside." Feng Zhongxiao silently pointed in a direction.  Han Lin was curious and quickly walked forward with the crowd, and saw three people lying on the ground, all with their tendons and hamstrings removed.  Can't move.  Everyone looked at Feng Zhongxiao with strange expressions, this was too strong.  He entered the jungle, and in less than a minute, he not only found the source of the song, but also defeated all the enemies in such a short period of time.  "It's well-deserved." Manqiao hugged his shoulders and nodded to Feng Zhongxiao.  Lonna licked her scarlet lips: "It's my turn." Lonna is naturally the best at torturing these people.  But these people didn't have any backbone. When the first person screamed miserably under Lonna's torture, the other two immediately chose to surrender.  It turns out that these four people are all guys who improved their strength overnight. They entered the trial field with a competitive heart and wanted to make some small moves.  Then, like Han Lin, he was lost in the depths of the jungle.  After encountering the miasma, they also approached the river, but found three tents on Han Lin's side.  Malice arose in my heart.  "Spare us." The three people begged.  "Whether you live or die, you just leave it to fate." After all this tossing, the sky became dim and bright.  Han Lin threw the three living people by the river and left them to fend for themselves.  There is really no use in killing these three wastes. Instead of killing them all, it is better to throw them by the river to attract attention.  If anyone passes by, they will be attracted to the three of them immediately.  It can also buy some time.  Manqiao and Laosan dismantled the tent and made a simple stretcher for Han Lin to lie down on and sleep.  The two of them carried him forward quickly, one behind the other.  Three hours later, Han Lin woke up from his magical dream.  Originally, one hour was enough to rest, but some extra time was used to recover Xuan Nian.  Ever since he left the main city of Yellowstone to pursue the Thirteen Killing Gods, he had been depleted of mystical thoughts and had no chance to recover.  Even in joyThere was no moment of peace in the city.  He has always relied on his strong body to fight the enemy.  The next period of time was spent on the road, with no chance to sleep.  Now I finally took the time to take a nap, and the Great Freedom Sutra was circulating in my dream, restoring my profound thoughts to a certain extent.  It can be seen that although this place is weird, it has no impact on the dream.  Clenching his fists, Han Lin felt energetic.  It is not wise to rely solely on physical combat in a place like this. His form of Black Flame Knight is a huge advantage here.  Summoning five thousand Black Flame Cavalry at once, after everyone is weakened, the quantity can completely make up for the quality.  It will be a powerful boost.  With Xuan Nian restored, Han Lin's confidence doubled.  A ball of black flames flew on the ancient tree, and the ancient tree was burned by the black flames and turned into nothing in a moment.  "What the hell, why hasn't your artistic conception been weakened!?" The third child was stunned and shocked.  Han Lin chuckled: "My artistic conception is related to life and death. Death cannot be weakened, or it can completely deprive me of my artistic conception and make death immortal. But as long as you leave a little bit for me, you will be able to exert your powerful strength." "  That's true." The third child suddenly understood and said, "I haven't heard of a little death, or a little death. Death is death, but it is not weak." Han Lin smiled, knowing that the situation was not what he thought.  So beautiful.  The way of killing is indeed still there, but the collision force and killing ability exerted by the Black Flame Knight must have been weakened.  Sending all the black flames out to burn people would consume a lot of money.  Death, of course, cannot be weakened, but the process of death can be slowed down.
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