"Wait, his nameplate!" Liao Yunjin's eyes lit up, and he quickly squatted down and checked the corpse of the snake man on the ground.

Mo Zhiyu then remembered that the most important rule of this selection was to get the identity nameplate, so he hung the knife at his side and protected Liao Yunjin.

Liao Yunjin groped for the corpse on the ground for a while, then looked up at Mo Zhiyu and shook his head, indicating that there was no identity nameplate.

Mo Zhiyu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, so he said helplessly: "It seems that we really have to be a sandpiper and let someone else be a fisherman." ”

"yes." Liao Yunjin patted the stains on his hands and stood up, "And this person is still very smart, he will leave when he kills someone, and he will not fall into the encirclement of me and you." ”

Liao Yunjin looked up at the still dark sky and said, "On the first day, the competition was so fierce, even at night. ”

"There's no need to be so nervous." Mo Zhiyu put the knife back into its sheath, "I think we just need to protect ourselves, or the old plan, wait for the rabbit." ”

"Well, wait for the rabbit." Liao Yunjin nodded, "Where are we going next?" ”

"Forget it, nowhere is safe, we don't need to go anywhere else, just continue to rest around here, there is a commotion here, and no one should venture into it again." Mo Zhiyu looked left and right for a while, and saw a slightly cleaner place next to it, so he pointed over there and said, "Just there, you're tired enough to toss for most of the night, it's my turn to be on duty for the night." ”

Liao Yunjin is not a hypocritical person, although the previous battle was with Mo Zhiyu as the main force, she didn't help anything, but in terms of fatigue, she was injured and poisoned, and she was indeed much more tired than Mo Zhiyu. So she nodded, and crept out of this place where the snake corpse was, and walked towards the area that Mo Zhiyu was referring to.

Liao Yunjin sat down under a big tree, re-untied the cloth belt on his arm that he had hastily bandaged before, and then took out various wound medicines and began to re-bandage. Mo Zhiyu carefully sprinkled it around with insect repellent powder, and at the same time secretly laid a defensive circle. He glanced up at Liao Yunjin and asked politely, "Am I too heavy, do you need my help?" ”

"No, you don't." Liao Yunjin shook his head slightly, frowned and sprinkled the medicinal powder on the wound, snorting softly in pain.

Mo Zhiyu saw that Liao Yunjin was not a delicate person, so he didn't say more, sat cross-legged on the ground with his back to her, sat on the edge of the encirclement, and said without looking back: "After the wound is bandaged, hurry up and rest, and we will find a new place at dawn." ”

"Okay." Liao Yunjin responded in a low voice, pulled the bandage and re-bandaged his wound, and put on a new robe to cover the wound. Then she stopped talking nonsense, leaning against the trunk of the tree and began to rest, it seemed that she had absolute trust in Mo Zhiyu.

The puppet that had been holding torches back and forth around the two of them to disperse the remaining red mist also walked back at this time, compared to the stiff limbs it had shown in front of Liao Yunjin before, it was now much more flexible when it walked to Mo Zhiyu's side, kneeling beside Mo Zhiyu like a normal person, and inserting the torch into the lawn.

Mo Zhiyu glanced at the puppet, did not speak, but used his divine sense to transmit the crystal on the puppet, and said, "You can also rest, although it is only a little soul power, but you are also remotely manipulating, and you are tired, right?" ”

"Don't worry." The puppet replied, "You should be by your side now as the remnant soul of the past, where is the soul tired?" My physical body is well in the forbidden land, and I won't bother with this side of things. ”

Mo Zhiyu curled his eyebrows, he knew that Yun Shi didn't want to be strong when he said this, it was true, so he didn't say more.

Then the puppet continued to transmit: "You can rest too, I am watching." ”

"No, you don't." Mo Zhiyu smiled lightly, "It doesn't take much to deal with a snake control weapon, but there are some things that can't be used, so it delays the time for a long time." Moreover, with you by my side, how can I be willing to rest? Don't want to catch up and chat? ”

"So I'm just on a mission when you're on a mission?" The voice of the voice was faint.

"Huh? This is also called desertion? It's called tactical exchange! Mo Zhiyu looked at the puppet seriously.

But the puppet slowly twisted his neck, turned the mask towards the darkness in front of him, and said, "Then I'll communicate with you in a serious way, do you think what you met today is a coincidence?" ”

Mo Zhiyu was slightly alert, glanced at Liao Yunjin, who had fallen asleep behind him, and then looked back at the puppet, and asked, "What do you mean?" This, and that, and those just now, are in the same group? ”

"Not a gang, but it's a coincidence." The voice behind the mask came calmly, "This forest is huge, and no matter how many people there are, it will not be possible to be like this around you on the first day. It always feels like these people are attracted by something, like bait put on a hunt, and quickly gather all the prey around them. ”

"Wait, your metaphor ......" Mo Zhiyu rolled his eyes, "...... Mean, I'm the bait? He thought back to what happened today, "As soon as I came, I bumped into the attack of five people in a group, and then although I made an ally, I was also tracked by the other party for a while." Next, I met the enemy who had no impression, and finally rested before a difficult guy came to the door. I haven't seen anything good in the end! ”

But after thinking about it, he was still very relieved: "Actually, it's nothing, I'm not like this on the first day, it may be some kind of bad protagonist aura, fortunately it's not Conan's kind." ”

"No, I mean, you might have been cursed." The puppet's mask turned its head to look at him again.

"Am I being cursed?" Mo Zhiyu was slightly surprised, he recalled everything that happened when he came to Jinrong City, and he couldn't remember when he was cursed, and the only person who had the opportunity to spell him was Dong Dangan, but Dong Dangan was the dark line arranged by Yun Shi, and it should be absolutely trustworthy.

So he asked, "What curse?" ”

"Looking at your situation, it may be a curse, this curse is called the 'Soul Trapping Curse', which is similar to the 'Nailhead Seven Arrows Book' of the Sword Heng Sect." The puppet said slowly.

"Hit the villain?" Mo Zhiyu laughed helplessly.

(End of chapter)