Live expedition from tomb raiding

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Shirley Yang thought for a while, "Can you do it alone? Otherwise, I'll stay with you. I'm not too sleepy."

"It's okay, you go to sleep, there's no reason for you to stay up all night... Besides, things will definitely be weird tomorrow, and it will be very dangerous if you lose energy by then, go to sleep."

Shirley Yang understood the truth and didn't insist anymore.

Everyone has to sleep, this thing is like a certain program of the human body that is almost impossible to resist.

Shirley Yang got into the sleeping bag.

soon.

After zero o'clock, this primeval forest was once again silent.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ding Ze picked up a few dead branches and threw them into the bonfire.

At this time of night, due to the water vapor and the geographical environment, the temperature is relatively low, and it is really a bit cold.

After making the bonfire more prosperous, there was really nothing else to do, so Ding Ze began to wait quietly.

The original book did not specify the time when the abnormal noise was heard from the two big banyan trees in front of him.

It can only be roughly judged based on the content before and after, it should be around three o'clock in the morning, maybe a little later.

then…..

"It's really boring," Ding Ze had to say with emotion, "I don't have a mobile phone to play with, so I would have brought a book to read it." '

Thinking, there is no other way, so let's pass the time by watching the noise of the sand sculpture audience in the live broadcast room.

389 Tick, tick, ghost!

Sand sculpture viewers, although it is indeed sand sculpture, but sand sculpture does not mean stupidity.

In fact, many of them are quite witty!

No, almost immediately, a sand sculpture realized that Ding Ze was watching the live broadcast.

"Haha, anchor, it's been a long night, did you sleep inadvertently?"

"Anchor, don't you feel miserable, you can only watch the night alone, unlike Hu Bayi who can have beautiful women as company?"

"Anchor, don't be sad, don't be sad, dig the wall bravely, I believe that with your ability, Hu Bayi should not be your opponent!!"

"Anchor, as the old saying goes, brothers are meant to be sold out, if you don't sell brothers, where are the beauties..."

"By the way, anchor, in order to make you more motivated to poach corners, let me tell you one thing...that is, when you fell asleep, Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang were very happy, you know what I'm doing Say something."

A group of sand sculpture audiences stayed up most of the night, and each one was full of thieves, chattering non-stop.

Some pure female sand sculpture viewers couldn't stand it: "╮(╯▽╰)╭!!!"

"Anchor, don't listen to those sand sculptures above! Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang didn't do anything, you can't do something like poaching, it's immoral."

See this.

Immediately!

"(ΩДΩ)!! Damn!"

"We have a traitor among us!"

"..."

Under the banyan tree, Ding Ze: "?????"

Well, compared to these sand sculptures in the live broadcast room, mobile phones are really no fun.

Ding Ze smiled, with a cigarette in his mouth, and it was inconvenient to say anything, so he just smiled and quietly watched the commotion in the live broadcast room.

"It feels like watching those sand sculpture short videos in the last world," Ding Ze thought.

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was 03:30 in the morning.

[Your Ancestor] In the live broadcast room, there are still a group of sand sculpture viewers who don't seem to need to sleep at all, and they are making a lot of noise.

Suddenly, the fuss ended.

Tick, tick, a knocking sound that was not too loud, but definitely existed, suddenly sounded.

A group of sand sculpture audiences heard: "!!!!"

"Hiss! Sure enough, something happened!"

"Anchor, I'm afraid you're going to be cold!!"

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Ding Ze naturally also heard the subtle knocking sound.

This is what he was waiting for.

So as soon as he heard it, he decisively pretended to be nervous, and turned his head to look at the place where the knocking sound came from, that is, above the two big banyan trees next to him!

His gaze fell on the big banyan tree, Ding Ze remained motionless and listened quietly for about ten seconds.

Looking up, the clouds that were originally densely covered in the sky have disappeared a lot at this time.

The watery moonlight added a little bit of insignificant, but from a certain point of view, precious light to this eerie forest.

After listening for a while, Ding Ze didn't have any more ink, so Ma Liu put away the panel, stretched out his hand and pushed Hu Bayi first.

Hu Bayi quickly opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Ding Ze decisively raised his finger to his mouth, made a gesture of silence, and then stretched out his hand to point to the big banyan tree.

Hu Bayi's reaction was still very fast. After a few seconds of bewilderment, he heard the knocking sound that was still ringing. Suddenly, with a swish, the bewilderment on his face was completely replaced by the shock...

Hu Bayi didn't move at all, frightened.

Ding Ze ignored it, and just pushed Xue Liyang to wake up.

Shirley Yang woke up easily... What's difficult is the fat man who is like a dead pig. Once he falls asleep, there is probably an earthquake, and he can't wake up.

Ding Ze can't...

If it's not soft, then it can only be hard.