The old witch was lifted up by two people and thrown into the jar.
Mo Siyu raised his eyes to look at the thatched cottage, and said, "You all brought kerosene, and set fire to this thatched cottage, the things in this miasma forest were raised on purpose by this old witch.
Without the daily food provided by the old hag, sooner or later the things in this miasmatic forest will disappear. "
Withered branches and leaves, weeds are overgrown.
When Mo Siyu and Chu Chuyan left, a fire not only destroyed the thatched cottage, but also burned the surrounding tall trees.
The branches and leaves were burned, and the forest surrounded by mist suddenly seemed to have lost its shelter. Thick smoke billowed up, covering the sky and the sun, but after the smoke passed, the curtain wrapped in the sky above the forest seemed to have been burned, and the sun finally came from a little bit. It leaked out through the bigger and bigger gap.
Mo Siyu sprinkled the powder all the way, and the guards poured kerosene on the powder, and the bigger and bigger flames burned behind him.
Several people trotted all the way, when they almost reached the shore.
Chu Chuyan took out his whistle and blew it, and soon, the ship that had been hovering nearby quickly approached.
The gangway and the rope were stretched out at the same time, and everyone worked together to get the injured guard and the children in the guard's arms onto the boat.
The fire was getting closer and closer, forcing the poisonous insects hiding in the miasma forest to come out one after another, and some of them had even climbed up the gangway...
The ship didn't dare to get too close to the shore, Chu Chuyan cut off the spiral staircase that was already covered in poisonous insects.
A wrist-thick rope was thrown from the ship.
Chu Chuyan put his arms around Mo Siyu's waist, and grabbed the rope with his long arms, "Hold me tight, let's go!"
Holding the small cauldron, Mo Siyu hugged Chu Chuyan tightly, and Wen Jian on the ship commanded several guards to drag them to the deck in a hurry.
At this time, the two of them shuttled through the miasma forest, and their bodies were more or less stained with something, and they were a little embarrassed.
Chu Chuyan threw the coir raincoat and cloak on the deck: "Get some clean water and send it to the room. Brother Yu and I are contaminated with poison, so we need to wash it."
Wen Jian immediately ordered people to prepare.
Mo Siyu couldn't take it anymore: "Brother Yan, I'll wash first, you are here to direct the direction of the ship..."
Chu Chuyan agreed, and stood on the deck with Wen Jian: "When you drive to the front, turn in the direction of my finger, and you will be able to get out of here."
Wen Jian was surprised: "Isn't there no exit over there?"
But according to Chu Chuyan's request, he ordered the sailors to change direction.
"Blinding the eyes." Chu Chu said: "The miasma forest covers the sky and the sun, and the light cannot be seen. This blinding method will not be seen through, but the miasma forest has been burned, and the flaws of this blinding method have been exposed."
Saying that, the ship really passed through the slightly undulating forest, and when it got closer, it realized that it was just a layer of water-like film. The big tree is in one place, looking from a distance, it seems that it has also been burned by fire.
After the ship pierced through the membrane, the long-lost sunlight poured down, and the people on the ship let out deafening cheers, as if they had died once and came back to life.
The turbulent water below also became clear, and the water spiders chasing the ship had just left the camphor forest, and were swept away by the rapids, and quickly disappeared on the water surface without a trace...
Mo Siyu soaked in the wooden barrel, sprinkled some medicinal powder into the warm water, stared at the scratched scar on the back of his hand, and frowned.
She tried it with a silver needle, and it was not poisonous, but the wound had turned black, but it was not painful or itchy...