Chapter 539 544. Swamp Frog Croaking

"Brother Han, you also lost your memory?"

Qiao Meili walked into the cab and asked impatiently.

Han Yixiao held little Qiaoqiao carefully, and turned to look over when he heard Qiao Meili's words.

"I don't have amnesia, I'm normal."

It's you who are abnormal. Han Yixiao didn't say the half sentence. He didn't know what was wrong with these people. Why were they looking at him with weird eyes one by one? The only one who was not weird was Qiao Zixi. Thinking about it, Han Yixiao asked.

"What happened to them?"

"You fell from the plane and hit your head."

Qiao Zixi replied, "What a great way to pass the buck, it goes smoothly."

Everyone felt as if a huge pot had fallen from the sky and bent their backs. As Qiao Zixi refused to admit that she was the culprit and put the blame on everyone, everyone fell silent. Forget it, Han Yixiao had forgotten anyway, so everyone might as well lose their memory.

Qiao Meili suddenly felt that things had taken a turn for the better. Since Han Yixiao no longer recognized Qiao Zixi, then just come into my bowl obediently, hehehe.

"Brother Han, where are we now?"

Qiao Meili, who had figured it out, became smart again. It was pitch black outside the glass window and she couldn't see the surroundings at all. The heavy rain was still falling and the world was silent.

Han Yixiao didn't understand what was going on, so he looked at Qiao Zixi.

"Miss Qiao, why are you stopping here? Is there something going on up ahead?"

Qiao Zixi turned on the RV display screen, and a white light came on. The screen was dark, and the rippling water light could be vaguely seen. The boundless expanse of water light made Han Yixiao frown.

"Is this a swamp?"

When the drowsy crowd heard the word "swamp", they immediately woke up.

"Sister, that whole area is a swamp?"

"Oh my god, we're at our wit's end."

"The swamp is too dangerous. Let's retreat."

The endless swamp blocked the road completely. Fortunately, Qiao Zixi noticed it, otherwise everyone would have died as soon as the RV drove in.

Wan Fang and Wei Yu looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise. In such weather, they could actually recognize that it was a swamp. This team of psychics was definitely very powerful.

"Rest here first, and think of a solution when daybreak."

Qiao Zixi lifted the RV so that it would not float on the water all the time. This way, even after everyone fell asleep, the car would not drift into the swamp.

No one had a proper meal that day, and after several shocks, they were extremely tired. They quickly ate a few mouthfuls of cold food and fell asleep in a mess with the help of the heater in the RV.

Qiao Zixi took little Qiao Qiao who had fallen asleep in Han Yixiao's arms, put her on the small bed next to him, and then lay down on it herself. Seeing that everyone was asleep, Han Yixiao sat aside with a puzzled look on his face, and became alert.

Heavy rain was pouring outside the window, and the canyon of Yitiantian was completely submerged. On the dark cliff, a group of colorful butterflies suddenly appeared. They landed quietly on the stone wall, and their slightly trembling wings swayed with the wind and rain.

"Quack, quack, quack."

Suddenly, bursts of quacking sounds came from the swamp, and then one figure after another jumped out of the swamp and skipped towards the narrow gap in the sky.

Han Yixiao looked at the densely packed figures jumping towards him on the screen, his head buzzing.

As the calls came one after another, the colorful butterflies that had been quietly resting on the rock wall suddenly spread their wings and flew high into the sky.

(End of this chapter)