Chapter 142 Fifty-seven. Hurricane Eye

  In the dangerous swamp hut, it is difficult to fall asleep peacefully.

  Lu Li forced himself to sleep to recover his strength, but it was difficult to really fall asleep, and he was always half asleep and half awake.

The dense sound of the majestic and heavy rain hitting the wooden house, the collision of firewood adding wood, the sharp whistling sound of the wind blowing through the gap, the sound of paper flipping, the sound from outside the reality and the bizarre dream are intertwined and mixed into a ball. A dizzying indescribable thing.

  The wind outside is gradually increasing, the whole swamp is covered by the roar of tigers, and the wooden house seems to be trembling in the wind and rain.

   During the rest, Lu Li turned around unconsciously and faced the warm fire. The noisy and sharp whistling wind made Lu Li's brows gradually wrinkle, until an illusory palm brushed between his brows, his brows softened, and Lu Li calmed down again.

   courageously smoothed Lu Li's brows, Anna floated back to the fire, picked up the diary she had already read, looked for clues that might have been missed, and tried her best.

   Soon the diary was read, and Anna was unable to find new useful information from the diary.

   A large clump of twigs or debris like bushes scraped over the cabin, making an uncomfortable rubbing noise. Anna looked at the opposite Lu Li worriedly, but he just frowned and was not woken up.

The   fire showed signs of turning small, and Anna picked up a piece of wood—although she could have picked it up with her mind instead of reaching out, she preferred the illusion of pretending to be able to touch an object.

   The transparent palm grabbed the firewood and stretched it out to the bonfire. The palm of the hand reached into the flames, and quietly put down the firewood before retracting it. During this process, Anna secretly glanced at Lu Li again, making sure that he hadn't disturbed his rest.

   The wind and rain outside the wooden house was becoming frantic, the thin walls made a sour noise, and the door swayed slightly, but Anna moved the table to hold it.

  Anna was worried, and the wooden house was struggling to stand in the wind.

  I don't know how long ago, maybe for a long time, the wood that was reported earlier was about to burn out, and the doomsday-like howling wind outside finally began to weaken.

   The suppressed rain sounded again. Gradually, the sound of the wind and rain became smaller, and the storm outside seemed to be receding. In a trance, Anna seemed to see a clear sky lit up outside.

  Anna floated up and planned to go outside to have a look, when a familiar voice sounded beside her.

   "How long have I slept?"

  Anna turned her head and saw that Lu Li had opened his eyes, those black eyes looked at him, and sat up.

   "Uh...it should be a few hours..." Anna felt a little guilty, she didn't pay attention to the time issue at all.

   "I didn't hear the wind." Lu Li said, he touched the woolen trench coat under him, it was completely dry, and it was emitting the same warmth as a fire.

  Anna hummed heavily: "Yeah! The storm seems to have faded away!"

   Lu Li put on his trousers that were also dried, put on his coat and walked to the door. Anna moved the dining table behind the door and opened the door.

  The rich earthy smell blew head-on, with a hint of coolness. Some insignificant raindrops fell into the messy black hair, and Lu Li looked around the clean and empty wooden house as if it had been looted. His eyes stopped for a moment on the hostess who was still kneeling on the ground and was not blown away, and looked up at the sky.

   Dark clouds covered the entire sky. But above the Shadow Swamp, the clouds broke open, and the flocculent clouds surrounded the eye of the hurricane, which was like the eye of the sky. The sunlight behind the cloud tore the darkness, and the broken golden light poured down.

  The quiet and dark swamp jungle is illuminated by the rays of the sun, adding a touch of holiness.

   This is the second time that Lu Li has seen the light hidden behind the clouds in this world, and it was the same shock as the last time.

"What a nice view…"

   Anna murmured beside her.

   After looking at it for a while, Lu Li, who was beside him, suddenly returned to the wooden house and put on his short boots that were not completely dried.

   "Are we leaving?"

   "And fast."

  Lu Li buttoned his shirt, retracted his holster, and put things back into the water bottle.

   They are in the center of the eye of the hurricane, there will be a brief period of peace, but once the eye of the hurricane is gone, the storm will reappear in the swamp.

  Anna stared blankly at Lu Li packing his belongings, and when he regained his senses, Lu Li had returned to his original attire and walked out of the wooden house with a cane and an oil lamp.

   The last few pieces of firewood were filled into the fire by Lu Li, which might be useful for the return trip.

   If the eye of the hurricane hadn't moved by then, they could have fled to the swamp road. If it is too late, you can go back to the wooden house to hide.

   The premise is that Lu Li will not get lost in the swamp.

  If it is not necessary, Lu Li will not miss this opportunity. Now that he has been targeted by the swamp, he may not have the chance to enter the depths of the swamp next time.

   The only thing that puzzled Lu Li was that the hurricane, which he thought was a storm, came without warning. Before that, Lu Li didn't get any news about it from the newspapers...

   He closed the wooden door in doubt, Lu Li tilted his head and said a word to Anna to set off, and walked quickly towards the blood-colored tentacles above the jungle under the sky.

  The backs of Lu Li and Anna were hidden in the jungle, and the surroundings of the wooden house in the woods returned to tranquility. The broken beam from the eye of the hurricane shone on the dark black moist soil, bringing a touch of peace here.

  The frozen corpse of the hostess of the wooden house knelt down in front of the wooden house, like a sculpture, as if it had been standing here forever.

   At a certain moment, the fingers of the sculpture vibrated silently.

  …

The    hurricane caused great damage to the swamp.

  The scattered branches and bare dead trees on the ground are enough to explain everything.

  If the Swamp Mother is the consciousness of the Shadow Swamp, it may be so angry because of the hurricane that it has no time to estimate Lu Li.

  This hurricane brought trouble to Lu Li, but it also brought convenience.

  Land running in the swamp jungle.

  After a rain, the swamp becomes more swampy, but the speed of the land is faster. The fallen dead branches allowed Lu Li to distinguish where the ground could be passed, and where there were swampy blisters of unknown depth.

   In the race against time, Lu Li was quickly approaching the spot where the blood-colored tentacles landed.

  The surrounding scene changes as the land goes further. The dead trees became thicker, and the ground was covered with dark green vines like snakes. Before the hurricane came, they should have been hanging from the branches and formed part of the Underbog.

   The blood-colored tentacles in the air in the distance seemed motionless, staying in that position without changing.

The host of   Scarlet Tentacles seems to be hiding there.

   A few minutes later, Lu Li, who was running all the way, was very close to the **** tentacles. He touched his waist, ready to fight and to fight quickly and consciously.

   But the truth is often more bizarre and incredible than expected.

  Lu Li could already see where the blood-colored tentacles landed. The illusory, swaying blood-colored tentacles protruded from the edge of the cloud layer, with an arc, and fell into a big tree hole twenty meters away.

   (end of this chapter)