Text Volume 2 The Danger of the Jungle_Chapter 145 Lost Deer Island

I continued, "Now my first goal is to go deep into the desert island and save my companions...... Of course, I think we all have one more common goal...... That's ...... Get out of the desert island! ”

As I said this, everyone's eyes were on the little girl at the same time, including me.

The little girl blinked, she didn't look very surprised.

I asked the little girl with a serious face, "Little sister, are you ...... Do you know the way to get out of the desert island? ”

As soon as my words came out, everyone's expressions became nervous, not only me, but everyone present, who didn't want to leave this ghost place?

The little girl first looked curious, swept over each of our faces, which made my heart sink in, could it be that she had reasoned wrong before, she actually didn't know at all?

However, after glancing at us with curious eyes, the little girl finally smiled and nodded.

Seeing her nodding, each of us was excited, at least, we know that this desert island can still leave.

I asked, "Is there any secret on this desert island?" Why do so many planes and ships crash around here? ”

However, I know that it is useless to ask now, because the little girl cannot speak at all, and she cannot tell the cause of the strange events on this desert island.

The little girl pursed her lips and thought for a while, then found a branch on the side, she tore off the weeds in front of her, and wrote a few crooked words on the ground on the branch: Lost Deer Island.

Lost Deer Island?

Liu Linglong and I glanced at each other, could it be that this is the name of this desert island? Lost Deer Island?

Then the little girl pointed to her mouth, shook her head, and then turned again, pointed to the highest mountain in the distance, and wrote on the ground: If you want to leave, you have to go through there.

"There......" Liu Linglong looked up at the highest mountain peak in the distance, her eyes were a little trance-like.

I was also stunned, that mountain, it looks very ethereal, who knows how long it will take to get there?

What's more, on this desert island, there are dangers everywhere, the deeper you go, the more dangers there are, do we have the ability to turn over?

Terry, Rong Zhenxiang, and Lin Cang, they also looked at the mountain peak in a daze, and remained silent, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.

The little girl patted my thigh with her hand, and I looked at her, and she made another fierce expression, and then she looked like she was dancing with her teeth and claws, and her mouth made a "whoop woo" sound, and finally, her hand slowly stretched out like a breaststroke.

I thought for a moment and asked, "You mean, there's a lot of beasts in there?" ”

The little girl puffed out her mouth and kept moving her arms, and I smiled bitterly, "You mean, a lot, a lot?" ”

The little girl smiled and nodded, I was speechless, a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot, isn't this a special meaning?

Terry suddenly said with emotion: "I suddenly feel that the way home is too far away for me......

Lin Cang also sighed silently and lowered his head.

I said to everyone, "Don't be too depressed, don't forget...... We still have Sister Ran......"

"Sister Ran?" Rong Zhenxiang's eyes widened: "Are you talking about Miss Jing?" ”

I said in a deep voice: "Yes, didn't you say that Sister Ran is a beast whisperer? If her special ability is used, maybe, the beasts in the mountains will not be afraid of us, do you remember the wasps in the cave? Sister Ran said it herself, she seemed to be able to feel their thoughts...... I think they can also feel Sister Ran's thoughts, so, Sister Ran's friends, they naturally won't hurt ......."

Liu Linglong smiled and said: "I never thought that there would be such a magical thing in this world!" ”

"Then we must rescue Miss Jing!" Rong Zhenxiang clenched his fists.

The little girl shook her head at us in frustration, and when she suddenly became depressed again, I asked, "What else do you want to say?" ”

Could it be that it's not just the beast?

The little girl suddenly stood up again, looked up and looked around, then gave us a look and pointed to the mountain behind her.

Liu Linglong frowned and said, "Little girl, do you want to go to the back mountain?" ”

The little girl nodded, trotted in the direction of the back hill, and beckoned back to us, motioning for us to follow her.

Although I didn't know what she wanted to do in the back mountain, we exchanged glances with each other and followed the little girl.

Half an hour later, we came to the back mountain, which is the place where Rong Zhenxiang and Rong Zhenxiang cut cinnamon bamboo before.

On this mountain road, there is a very large rock, and if you stand on this rock, you can see farther away, so to speak, as far as the eye can see, there is a lush forest sea.

The little girl climbed up to the rock, beckoned to me, and motioned for me to climb up too.

I was even more puzzled, so I climbed up to the rock and stood behind the little girl.

The little girl turned around and asked me to crouch down again, "Hey, what the hell are you going to do?"

In desperation, I still squatted down, and the little girl suddenly put her legs on my neck, sat directly on my shoulder, patted my head, and asked me to stand up.

"Damn, you're doing something......" I did anyway, even though her action made my back ache a little.

Liu Linglong and several people stood under the rock and looked at us, not knowing what the little girl wanted to do, with a puzzled face.

I also looked up to see what she wanted to do, and who knows, I was embarrassed when I looked up.

She used to wear a tight white tank top, but when she arrived at the confused camp, she had changed into a loose white T-shirt, and because of the looseness, I looked up and saw something I shouldn't see.

"Zhang Lang, look ahead!" Liu Linglong's coquettish shouting suddenly came from under the rock, and I was so frightened that I quickly lowered my head.

Damn, Lao Tzu didn't mean it, and she was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old yellow flower girl, how could I have that kind of thought?

As soon as I looked down, I heard the little girl whistle.

This whistle was different from the last whistle of the cat's eye tissue, sharp and piercing.

Her whistle suddenly resounded throughout the mountain, slowly spreading, and for a while, it seemed as if the entire desert island was covered by the little girl's whistle.

"Little sister, what are you doing here?" I'm a little worried, will it bring us any danger if it's so public?

The little girl didn't seem to hear what I said, and blew for about ten seconds, qr1

She patted me on the head, presumably to let her down, and I squatted down, and she jumped straight off my shoulder, almost breaking Lao Tzu's neck.