Red.

White.

Pink.

Yellow.

But this was the first time she saw black poppies.

At first I thought it was because I was associating too many bad things in my mind, which led to hallucinations.

But when Lu Changchuan spoke, Ye Wan knew that she was right.

The two looked at each other and quickened their pace forward.

After more than ten minutes, they arrived at the black poppy bush.

As soon as he stepped into the mountain, Ye Wan realized that this was a forest even more sparsely populated than Wufeng Mountain.

Traces of hunters can still be seen in Wufeng Mountain, and occasionally a few dilapidated traps can be found.

But this mountain, from the grass taller than a human to the eerie ghostly wind, every detail shows that it is seldom visited by humans.

But this field of poppies, in full bloom, is neatly arranged, as if someone had carefully tended it.

Contradictory and weird.

"Wanwan..."

Seeing Ye Wan about to step forward, Lu Changchuan reached out to hold her back, then picked up a stone and threw it over.

The stones fell into the soil under the leaves of the poppy, bit by bit, and then, with a puff, a bubble popped up and disappeared.

This patch of poppy is planted in a swamp.

After looking at each other, their eyes were full of awe. The group dared not act rashly anymore. Led by Ye Wan, they tentatively found a way through the poppy field step by step.

When the last person passed by the flower field, Ye Wan looked back and immediately understood what was going on.

It vaguely looks like a formation.

It's just that they spent too much time together to set up the formation, so it was a little incomplete, which allowed her to find the loophole.

Otherwise, let alone the few of them, even if it was just her, it would probably take some brainpower to come over.

Ye Wan's eyes sparkled.

After taking a deep look at the poppy field, Ye Wan turned around and walked forward resolutely.

When Ye Wan first entered the forest, he first encountered a dilemma like the poppy field.

The other two teams weren't much better.

Ah Gui and his group entered the forest from the south, and they could hear rustling noises all the time.

A group of people stared in all directions without blinking, but even so, they still walked to the tree hole covered with vines that looked like a spider house.

The tree hole is so narrow that only one person can pass through with his head lowered.

But if you stare at those vines quietly, you will find that the next moment, the vines seem to be moving.

Accompanied by the sound of spitting tongues in my ears, the horror effect is at its maximum.

Ah Gui curled his lips.

Several torches sprinkled with realgar powder were lit and thrown over. As the fire started, rustling sounds were heard frequently. Immediately afterwards, the gaps in the entangled vines gradually became larger.

Nie Jinming encountered a soul-snatching formation.

From all directions, charming voices shouted, "Help, help me..."

The voice is enchanting and pitiful, and every time I listen to it, I have a different style and feeling.

Nie Jinming put on his earmuffs before he felt dizzy, raised his arms, and strode forward with his group.

When night fell, the three teams each found a relatively flat place to settle down.

There was no signal at all, but relying on the memory in his mind, Ye Wan was sure that he had reached the mountainside.

Perhaps before dusk tomorrow, they will be able to gather at their destination.

In this way, we can have a complete picture of what formations and traps are set throughout the mountain.

The real treasure is about to be revealed.

Ye Wan fell asleep leaning against a tree trunk, with her head resting on Lu Changchuan's shoulder, and then was held in his arms at the same time.

Qiu Yuze’s phone was bombarded with calls.

The loving November has come to an end. Thank you for your continued support! 　　This is the last month. I hope you are all here. 　　Love you! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)