1678: Wordscapes Uncrossed Jungle-Vine 15 Answers

The rain stopped and the fire in the temple gradually went out.

At this time, the night was deep, and the temple gap was leaking into the flowing moonlight, reflecting the dim light in the temple.

The teenager leaned on the pillar and looked up at the moonlight from the hole in his head, his eyes waved.

On his side, a curtain was temporarily set up with branches to separate him from her.

She was lying on the other side of the curtain. He couldn't see, he could only hear her shallow breath.

"Juchi ... obedient ..." Suddenly, there was a woman's extremely light nightmare.

The teenager looked in that direction, the corners of his lips slightly raised, looking up again at the hazy moon, and opened his lips.

Lips move silently.

red beans.

...

"Oh my mother-in-law, what a ghost place is this!" In the other direction outside the border, Croton struggled to shake off the mud on his shoes and wanted to cry. "

Out of the border town, he walked for half a day leaning on his two legs, apparently walking along the road, and the more he walked, the more desolate.

Not normal.

Isn't there someone where there is a way?

Where did nobody go?

Looking at the surrounding mountain shadows, Croton horned with both hands and shouted.

"Hey--is anyone there? Come out and drink drool--"

"Hey silver, don't you make any money?"

"Tianlingling, Linglingling, where there are wild fruits and wild melons, you can come to the mountain spring, please ask the gods for directions ..."

Shouting to the end, the teenager was weak and his legs were dragged away.

He suspected that Dad was so happy to let them come out to practice, the real purpose was to toss him.

Suspected that he was too noisy at home and drove him out to suffer.

This experience is completely different from what he imagined.

"I want silver and no silver, I want a carriage without a carriage, and I want to eat or drink, or drink or drink. What am I going to do?"

Rustling

Rustling

Croton's eyes changed, slowly straightening his waist, looking sharply in the direction of his voice.

Soon, dozens of figures ran out in the dark and surrounded the crotons. The guy in each hand even made Croton's mouth twitch.

Hoe, iron pick, sickle, spatula rolling pin ... a variety of.

These things are owned by other families, and they are very familiar. They were chased and hit by these weapons.

Now these people are using the guy at home to deal with him?

"Bandits? Robbers? Unlike, bandit robbers are not as unprofessional as you, are you villagers living nearby?" Croton closed his eyes sharply and laughed at the people who looked at him with jealousy. "How did you run out and rob? If this is not good, Liangmin will take good care of himself and do whatever he can to rob a student. If there is no end, go back. "

"Give the silver!" A middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd. The figure was the tallest and most burly among these people, but in the eyes of Croton, it was described in four words, not thin.

Including the man, he wore patches and patches on his body, his skin was thin and yellow.

"I pay money, do you give me food? I can buy it with you."

"If you haven't eaten, hurry up with the money, otherwise we're welcome to you!" The man shook the sickle in his hand, threatening fiercely.

"Give me something to eat and drink, and I'll give you the money. How can you save yourself from doing it? How good?" Croton still smiled and talked happily.

"No food, no food! Really toasting, not eating and drinking, brothers, come on!" Another man in the crowd gave orders, and a group of people came over to Croton, ready to grab it.

(End of this chapter)