Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 907 One hundred and ninety-eight. Trouble in the jungle

  The broken streets of Shadow Town, three silhouettes lit by the dim light of oil lamps fell.

   The wriggling darkness of the twisted jungle gradually retracted.

   "Can it be... higher?" Ophelia thought the reason for the failure was too low.

   "I have limited power left..."

   The 100-meter-high water column is the limit he can control: "Only you can take back the wreckage and restore your strength."

   But that turned into a cycle of "retrieve the remnant to solve the jungle, and solve the jungle to get back the remnant".

   Go back to the few remaining southern swamps and tell the Swamp Mother that the operation failed. The next thing they can do seems to be to let the **** of the deep sea emit breath and attract the attention of the remnants of the twisted jungle.

   But they may pay dearly for it: if the Twisted Jungle covets the God of the Deep, it will be impossible to resist.

   "Take me to the front line." Lu Li raised his head and said to the Swamp Mother.

   "As you said."

   Late at night, everyone once again arrived at the battlefield bordering the twisted jungle.

   "Ophelia, you follow me. Save me if I'm attacked, and retreat if not."

  Lu Li wiped off the mist on the lampshade, held it in his right hand, passed between the two banyan tree guards, and stepped onto the battlefield that looked like a thunderstorm area.

   Ophelia is like lava with a dull surface, emitting a hot wave to follow Lu Li.

   As last time, the Twisted Jungle was manic with their approach. The turbulent roots, which were denser than the previous three contacts, rolled towards Ophelia, who had turned into a humanoid lava, forming a fireball that enveloped her.

   Holding an oil lamp, Lu Li stood in the middle of the battlefield where the roots and roots were entangled, and even the frozen soil was plowed through the ravines, and he was safe and sound.

   They did avoid him. Even the splashes, the stony-sharp sawdust and frozen soil were gently blocked by the surrounding twisted tree roots and banyan tree roots.

  Just at this moment, the roots of the tree wriggled and spread under Lu Li's feet, forming a rattan-like cage to shackle him.

"do not come."

  Lu Li stopped Ophelia, the mother of the swamp, the **** of the deep sea, and the servants of believers who were about to rush into the battlefield, and let the roots hold him up and roll him to the north.

   "Wait here, they're taking me somewhere."

  The calm words disappeared with Lu Li. In the depths of the dark and twisted forest shadow, the battlefield was buried again by thunder.

   "Lu Li, know you guys?" the deep sea **** whispered.

   "It's 'they'." Prius corrected the wrong ancient pronunciation of the **** of the deep sea and was as casual as a friend: "If we knew each other, we wouldn't attack us."

   He wasn't worried about Lu Li at all.

   "Because of... Lu Li...'s title... Tree Whisperer."

   Ophelia, who returned from the ashes, revealed the answer hoarsely, and the murmur of the cursed title rang in the ears of the two gods.

  The mother of the swamp and the **** of the deep sea reacted differently: the former showed surprise, while the latter recalled whispering: "This feeling...the shadow of the world..."

   "You are... learning from me... talking again." Ophelia gathered her breath.

   The **** of the deep sea is still reminiscing, but he can't piece together the pieces into a memory.

   "What is the shadow of the world?" Prius asked after he raised his hood.

   "I forgot..."

  …

  The light sprinkled on the outside of the tree root cage forms light and shadow, changing and interlacing.

  The tree roots held up the cage, like another kind of waves surrounded by the feet of the **** of the deep sea, relaying Lu Li to the depths.

  Lu Li couldn't tell the direction, but he should be moving north, perhaps through a swamp road.

When    was taken away by the Twisted Jungle, Lu Li missed a troublesome thing: the devil's pursuit.

   Just following the protection of the **** of the deep sea, the heat of the brand on the back of the hand did not arrive as expected, as if the devil gave up looking for Lu Li.

  Compared to this, Lu Li believed that the tracking was blocked by some kind of force—not the twisted jungle, at least the heat of the back of his hand did not disappear when he entered the twisted jungle from the coast.

   Having realized the truth, Lu Li touched his chest, condensed by the **** of the deep sea, and the necklace given to him by the mother of the swamp as a second gift is under his shirt.

   Leaving aside the added value of "given by the ancient gods", the gifts from the gods of the deep sea are obviously very generous. Generous and forwarded to him by the Swamp Mother.

The speed of the    cage slowed down at this time, and it fell gently on the ooze squeezed into the cage.

  A tree root spreads over, unscrews the prison, and releases Lu Li after a long and quiet journey.

  Lu Li stepped out of the prison, holding up the oil lamp, like a little man stepping into the dark giant forest.

   "Friends from afar, why do you walk with the wicked who hurt trees..."

   A humming whisper sounded from the depths of the jungle.

  Lu Li carried the shaking oil lamp and faced the darkness of the voice: "We have no intention of harming the jungle, we are just looking for one thing."

   "They hurt the jungle..."

   "Because you attacked us."

   "It's you... the jungle that hurt first!"

   There was no rage as imagined, and the reverberating voice was more like a child or a dull young man complaining about his grievances.

   In fact, Lu Li couldn't remember who had hurt the trees before the attack—if he stepped on the roots of the trees in the sea.

   Maybe the **** of the deep sea did something.

   "I apologize to you for him."

   The voice in the darkness thus recovered and softened: "Friend, what are you looking for..."

   Firefly-like dots of light suddenly appeared. Floating from the depths of the jungle, the place it passes has changed from silence to noise—

   They light up the forest: unlike the imagined twisted canopy that obscures the sky, the trees are tall and straight, like a natural forest.

  Lu Li also saw the owner of the voice: a tree that was indistinguishable from the surrounding giant trees—except for a section that fell on the crown, and was supported by layers of branches that formed a bird’s nest from the crown, like a phalanx that couldn’t bear the weight.

   "That paw."

  Lu Li found the remnant of the God of the Deep Sea.

   "It, I can't give it to you..." The voice's answer was unexpected.

"why."

   "The jungle needs its strength against the enemy."

   "Mother of the South Swamp?"

   "That's just one of the enemies."

   "There are more enemies?" Lu Li asked with a frown.

   "Pollution erodes all waters, blows out all winds, covers all shadows..."

   Lu Li was lost in thought. He hadn't heard the Swamp Mother say that.

   And they sound weird.

   "What is water that pollutes everything."

   "In the north of the jungle, they have no end in sight, bringing pain and despair to the jungle..."

   sea water.

   "What about the wind that blows out the gleam of life?" Lu Li asked again.

   "They're just wandering outside, waiting for an opportunity to take away the temperature of the jungle..."

   Winter.

   Then the last "shadow that covers everything" is the cloud that covers the sky.

  Lu Li calmly looked at the giant tree and the phalanx on its crown: "If I can solve it for you, can you give us your claws."

   "Really? Friend." The voice became deafening and seemed to feel its excitement.

"Um."

   It may be easier to help them than to fight the jungle.

   "But before that, please stop the invasion of the Swamp Mother territory."

   (end of this chapter)