The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

Zhizhu took him to sit down on the sofa in the living room first, "There is no good tea here, so I ordered two glasses of lemonade."

"Well, good." Ming Chengfeng also did whatever he wanted, sat on the sofa, just happened to be dazed and sleepy in the car, took a sip of lemonade and sobered up a lot, the sour taste was diluted with water and it tasted much better .

He rubbed his temples to make himself look more energetic, and then he looked at Zhizhu seriously, "Then what's your plan?"

"The original plan was to benefit the fisherman, but the current plan is still." Zhizhu looked out of the window with a light expression.　
　
　He also followed his gaze to the opposite side. He was disturbed by something in the middle of the forest. Flocks of crows flew up, covering a large area with blackness, and a threaded ink spiral hovered over the forest, like a black angel's halo, and the forest shook violently. .

He took a few steps forward, stuck to the window and looked over there. The number of crows gathered more and more, covering the entire forest with a layer of dark clouds, like a desperate night before the end.

"My God, what's the situation?" Could the huge number of crows really be able to be carried by this forest?
A small team of people in black overalls rushed in at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared into the deep and mysterious primitive jungle.

He didn't dare to move his eyes away, for fear of missing any details. The crows circled around, but they were strangely quiet. They seemed to be holding an ancient ceremony, lively and quiet.

"The location of the intruder is in the primeval forest?"

"Who knows? You can't draw any conclusions without confirming it with your own eyes." Zhizhu stretched his waist, "So, let's go, let's go in and have a look."

"Us? Go to the primeval forest?" It's so easy for two people to enter the unknown ancient forest alone!

Zhizhu looked him up and down for a while, then nodded, "Indeed, you can't go with this dress."

Ming Chengfeng looked down at himself. This was specially prepared for spying on government buildings. He was wearing a complete suit with a tie, shiny leather shoes, and gold-rimmed glasses that fit perfectly on the bridge of his nose.

"Then I'm going to buy a set now."

"Forget it, you can wear mine first." The place is desolate, and after buying suitable clothes and following in, there is no trace of the group of people.Zhizhu took out a set of casual sweatshirts and sneakers from the hotel closet. The usual color of light gray is a well-known sports brand. The labels on them have not been removed, obviously they are new.

Ming Chengfeng also knew that it was not good to delay things, the longer the delay, the less information he would see, so he quickly changed his clothes and followed Zhizhu out the door.

After getting out of the elevator, he walked through the huge back garden of the hotel, and stopped in front of a white-painted wooden fence. Zhizhu looked at the virgin forest beyond the fence.

A waiter seemed to have noticed the two people, stepped forward, and enthusiastically introduced, "This is the ancient relic of Wangbei City. You can get a glimpse of the primeval forest in the hotel. This is also a feature of our hotel. But the two Guests still need to be careful, it is inevitable that there will be snakes, insects, rats and ants outside the fence, and the flowers and trees planted in our fence are all insect repellent, which can form an effective line of defense, safe and natural without losing the wildness."

Ming Chengfeng listened carefully. It is rare to have such an enthusiastic waiter, because he will not get any benefits from introducing these things to the guests. In contrast, this kind of unprofitable service warms him up a bit. For this hotel The affection for him became stronger, and he thought that after the investigation, he would move over and live with Zhizhu in the Orange Hotel.

Zhizhu didn't talk to him all the time, he looked at the edge of the forest silently for a while, and waved his hand, "Then you leave first, we will call you later when we need it."

The waiter, Amu, nodded in response, turned around and walked back. After walking a few steps, he seemed to think of something, "Here." Many of the plants are transplanted from the forest, so they are not inferior to the real original plants. Forest it.

Only to find that the place where he had just stood was empty, and the two men disappeared out of thin air within a few seconds.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, rubbed it, and looked around again, but there was indeed no trace, as if it had never appeared.

And Ming Chengfeng and Zhizhu had already appeared in the primeval forest and went about 100 meters deep.

"Are you so fast?" Ming Chengfeng followed him, walking extremely fast, obviously the fallen leaves were thickly spread, one foot deep and the other shallow, but Zhizhu felt like walking on flat ground.

".Basic operation." Zhizhu spit out a few words, and after thinking about it, he added, "The speed is fast enough, which is beneficial to life preservation. This is the basic means of survival."

　He didn't speak any more, seeing Zhizhu striding forward like flying, and oriented, he finally let go of the uneasiness in his heart, and trotted along behind him.

The deeper you go, the darker the forest becomes. The dense leaves cover the sky and the sun, and the light spots between the trees are all gray. It is the light cut off by the crows, and it does not bring any warmth.

"Wait, slow down." Ming Chengfeng felt that his physical strength was almost exhausted, and said to the person in front of him who kept going.

"Grab me." Zhizhu said casually.

The dispersal of the crows only brought a short gleam of light, and the darkness shrouded again. Ming Chengfeng didn't dare to repeat the same mistakes. He took a few steps quickly, stepped forward, and gently grabbed the corner of his clothes. Resist, let him grasp, and move forward quickly.

As they walked deeper and deeper, the original flock of crows became more and more dense, circling without any sunlight, Ming Chengfeng felt that he had walked for a long time, but Zhizhu's footsteps did not stop at all, he could only Persevere, panting to keep up.

Zhizhu stopped suddenly, tens of meters ahead, covered by trees, a large pile of black things blocked the front like a hill.

With a horizontal movement of his hand, he blocked Ming Chengfeng's way, "wait here," he pulled away Ming Chengfeng's hand holding the hem of his clothes, and went forward alone, gradually sinking into the darkness.

There was a huge roar, and the other end of the forest seemed to be going through a big explosion. The ground trembled violently, and even the century-old trees shook.

"This group of desperadoes!" A familiar voice came into his ears, and Zhizhu bounced out of the blackness, stepped forward, grabbed Ming Chengfeng and picked him up, and walked a few steps to find a faint light put him down.

"Go on." Zhizhu took Ming Chengfeng's hand, opened it, and stuffed the corner of the clothes into the palm of his hand, "Grasp it."

"Who wants to catch it." He said with a grin on his mouth, but his hands were already clenched.

He didn't say any more, walked around the dark hill and continued to move forward, looking at the crows in the sky from time to time, and then changed direction.