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According to Xiao Qiang, this carnivorous plant is found abroad, in a place called Madagascar. That region is vast, with many areas still undeveloped, where vegetation thrives abundantly. Ninety percent of the natural flora found there cannot be seen anywhere else in the world. It is a deep jungle, harboring many unknown secrets. Particularly notable is a type of plant that resembles a pineapple trunk with dense leaves growing from its top, cascading down to the ground, with tendrils stretching outwards for seven feet.
There is also another plant, a terrifying one known as the Giant Pitcher Plant, capable of swallowing a mouse whole. These plants thrive in subtropical climates and prefer warmth. The carnivorous plants secrete a nectar-like substance to lure unsuspecting prey into their traps, where they are slowly digested to provide essential nutrients for their roots.
As for the source of the plants in the Dark Forest, Xiao Qiang was just as clueless. Gui Ye was even more in the dark; the night lingered on—was his heart still the same? Or was everything merely a fleeting memory? The quiet night was windless! Where would your figure appear next?
Images of Wind and Lin Yu flickered through Xiao Qiang's mind. He felt utterly exhausted and longed for a good sleep.
Gui Ye spoke of Frozen Earth, but there was still some distance to cover. At that moment, Xiao Qiang felt weak and powerless; the old fox Gui Ye had not revealed the truth.
In a lonely, dilapidated house with drafts blowing through every crack, fatigue drained all motivation. After a collective sigh of despair, everyone scrambled into the broken house, hugging their elbows and tucking their heads down as they chose to sit quietly without any intention of getting up again.
At first glance, this group dressed simply—Han Xuan bore the marks of a down-and-out wanderer, resembling a defeated army. Xiao Qiang wondered if they could withstand an attack from a large horde of Living Dead.
Xiao Qiang curled up in a corner, trying to avoid the cold wind as he pulled Jianjian closer to him.
After arranging for patrols, Gui Ye entered last, his deep-set eyes rolling around like bottomless pits. He cast a casual glance at his Brothers before focusing intently on Xiao Qiang and Jianjian. After a moment, he turned to close the old, slanted wooden door and settled down next to his Brothers to rest.
Xiao Qiang was trapped in a nightmare—a giant Head Wolf with menacing eyes bared its teeth at him. Its sharp fangs glimmered coldly like his dagger.
Wu Yi couldn't bear to leave him alone and staged a cruel act! As the carnivorous flower emitted its intoxicating scent, Xiao Qiang accidentally killed him. The Wolf Pack that appeared before them was no ordinary pack; they were wolves imbued with spirit. The pack saved him...
Xiao Qiang remembered that dagger which could slice through iron like mud—it had been gifted to Wind. Memories flooded his mind like a mirror reflecting Wind covered in blood, her hands stained crimson—her pale body stark against the blood was strikingly vivid. Her despairing eyes gazed deeply into his; suddenly, a cold wind swept in and she transformed into a wisp of sand, drifting away with the breeze.
His heart suddenly hurt intensely, curling him up in pain...
Wind's unwavering love was heavy. To reach deep into Xiao Qiang's heart and secure her place within it, she disregarded all advice from her sister Yun and stubbornly re-entered his world...
The feeling was so real, the pain intensifying, as if her heart were bleeding. Suddenly, a gentle warmth touched Xiao Qiang, causing him to look up in surprise and whisper, "Lin Yu."
She gazed at him shyly, inching closer with a cool breath against his ear as she said, "The little sapling has grown tall; you must come back now."
"Lin Yu..." Xiao Qiang shouted, faintly hearing the sound of crying and a responding voice.
"I'm here..." sobbed Big Brother. "Wake up."
Had he fallen asleep? Xiao Qiang wondered. At the same time, he heard a cacophony of harsh laughter and struggled to open his eyes—only to realize he was bound and unable to move. Not far away, Jianjian was tear-streaked and sobbing uncontrollably.
It was Gui Ye who had taken advantage of his slumber, using wire with silk threads to bind his hands and feet. At that moment, Xiao Qiang was sprawled out in a star shape on an inclined wooden door.
"What do you want?" he asked.
Gui Ye looked up and picked his nose. "Hand over that stone, and we'll let you live."
"Stone?" Xiao Qiang glanced at his backpack, which had been turned upside down.
Gui Ye pulled out a dagger and scraped it along Xiao Qiang's left cheek, speaking menacingly. "The Brothers have already searched your bag; don't tell me it's in there."
"Ghost Brother, this kid's tough; watch me..." said a sharp-faced guy who had come up with the idea. He pulled out a five-inch nail and grinned wickedly as he approached Xiao Qiang.
"You bastards, what do you want?" Xiao Qiang struggled fiercely. With every movement, the sharp wire dug deeper into his skin, blood trickling down his wrists. The pain was excruciating, igniting a wild urge within him to break free.
Gui Ye approved of the guy's cruel idea, raising an M4 assault rifle and pressing it against Xiao Qiang's forehead. "Do it."
"Please, don't! I beg you!" cried Jianjian, also bound and helpless.
"Be good, don't cry, don't beg them." Xiao Qiang trembled his wrist, blood oozing out once more. Gui Ye watched with a wicked grin, clearly enjoying the spectacle.
The sharp-faced thug pulled out a nail and mockingly gestured towards Xiao Qiang's instep, laughing as he said, "Ghost Brother, what do you think? If we hammer a nail into this brat's foot, do you think he can still run?"
As he spoke, he picked up a brick and began to pound the nail into Xiao Qiang's foot—"Ah... ah..." The crisp sound of the hammering mixed with Xiao Qiang's desperate screams, creating a truly harrowing scene.
Jianjian cried until her voice was hoarse, tears blurring her vision as she saw only a bloodied figure bound before her.
"Where's the stone?" Gui Ye slapped Xiao Qiang hard across the face.
With a spit of blood and phlegm, Xiao Qiang retorted defiantly, "What stone? I haven't seen anything."
Gui Ye wiped the blood and spit from his scarred face, his expression twisted in rage as he gritted his teeth and said, "Keep going..."
The sounds of pounding and screaming echoed throughout the dilapidated house. Those who heard it couldn't help but be moved to tears. Xiao Qiang hung his head low, staring at the blood-soaked ground beneath his feet; his instep was numb, and he could no longer feel any pain.
Gui Ye grew tired and began to eat with his gang, chewing their food while occasionally glancing over at the seemingly defenseless Xiao Qiang.
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