Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, Gao Zhan asked suspiciously, "My lord, the seal you are talking about is the pass where the red-feathered big bird in the north is located?"

Wu Zhongyuan nodded, "There are five seals, and that's just one of them, the red-feathered big bird is called Vermilion Bird, which is a southern divine beast that guards the confinement of the demon clan." In addition to it, there are also the Eastern Qinglong who guards the confinement of the God Clan, the West White Tiger that guards the Demon Clan, and the Northern Xuanwu who guards the Ghost Clan. ”

"Who else is guarding the place?" Gao Zhan asked again.

Wu Zhongyuan replied, "There is also a seal located in Kunlun Mountain, which is imprisoned by the beast clan, which is sealed by the aura barrier and is unguarded. ”

Gao Zhan knew that Wu Zhongyuan was in a hurry to leave, but he still couldn't help but ask, "My lord, these four divine beasts are all aliens, why are they guarding the humans of Middle-earth?"

"Your ancestors weren't humans, so why would they protect humans?" Wu Zhongyuan replied with a question.

Gao Zhan naturally couldn't answer this question, "My lord, what will happen if the seal disappears?"

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "If I can answer this question, there is no need to enter the stone tower tomb in the valley." ”

Gao Zhan nodded slowly.

"Alright, it's not too early, and I should go. Wu Zhongyuan turned his head to look at Gao Zhan, and Zhengse said, "You are ready to rush to the wolf clan as soon as possible, if you can't win the battle juniper, you won't see me in the future." ”

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan's solemn expression, Gao Zhan knelt on one knee, solemnly.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't say anything more, raised his breath, and swept towards the southeast.

The temperature in the south is only higher than that in the north, and the temperature is also very low in winter, when it is already early winter, although the grass and trees in the mountains are still green, there are many fewer snakes, insects, rats and ants, and there are few birds and insects in the dense forests in the dark.

Wu Zhongyuan's destination was five hundred miles to the southeast, where there was a river called Lishui, and he did not know the details of Lishui, because the news came from the Flying Bird Biography that Li Wanzi had passed to him, which only said that someone had seen a four-clawed dragon with antlers in Lishui.

Under normal circumstances, Jiaolong has no claws, even if some of them are more advanced, there are only two front claws at most, and the Jiaolong with four claws is definitely not a dragon, the person who found this dragon-like creature and the person who transmitted the information did not know this, but he and Li Wanzi knew that the reason why Li Wanzi passed this news to him was that he suspected that this dragon-shaped creature was a dragon halberd in the psychic army, and the judgment was based on the fact that this dragon-shaped creature not only had four claws, but also had antlers on its head。

The Southern Wilderness is not only alien, some places are also inhabited by humans, the three major tribes of Middle-earth are only three larger tribes, in addition to them, there are many small tribes, and occasionally you can see some human inhabited villages on the way.

Wu Zhongyuan had come to the Southern Wilderness several times before, although he did not know much about the Southern Wilderness, but he was not completely unfamiliar, according to the direction of the surrounding mountains, the current location should be in the east direction of the Yin Yang Spring where Jiang Nan first met that day.

At dawn, I vaguely noticed a group of white shadows in front of me, and those white shadows were on a path that winded through the mountains, and they should be people dressed in white.

After walking more than ten miles, he saw more clearly, he was not wrong before, it was indeed some people in white clothes, carrying the coffin, and there were people holding filial piety sticks in front of the coffin, needless to say, this was the funeral procession.

Of the four ancient civilizations, the origin of ancient China is the latest, but China is the only one of the four ancient civilizations that has continued to the modern civilization, and many ancient traditions have been preserved, including some funeral customs.

Changing to others, Tianmeng Mengliang was directly frightened when he saw this scene from the mountain, but Wu Zhongyuan was bold, not afraid, not only not afraid, but also moved forward, he liked to do research The old problem was committed again, and he wanted to observe and understand the funeral customs of the people of the Southern Wasteland at this time.

There are dozens of people in the funeral procession, the man walks in front with a hemp rope tied around his waist, the coffin is in the middle, the woman walks behind in a white linen, and the man shouts in front, because the local accent is relatively heavy, and with a crying tone, he can't fully understand, he can only hear a rough idea, these men are the descendants of the dead, shouting Daddy, Lord, follow me. The women cry from behind about some things when the dead are alive, similar to singing praises of virtue, which roughly means to let the dead know that they miss the good sons of the dead very much and appreciate the love of the dead.

The mourners will cry, but the crying is also divided into real crying and fake crying, it can be seen that these people are really sad, the death is an old man, very generous to the children and grandchildren, the cause of death is that one of the grandsons is sick, the old man climbed the mountain to collect medicine, but because of old age and frailty, did not grasp it, fell down the mountain and died.

Emotions are very easy to be infected by the outside world, seeing that they are sad and sad, Wu Zhongyuan also sighed, in the world, it is better to do more good deeds and do more good deeds, even if they die, there are also people who appreciate good thoughts.

Just as he was about to leave from his hiding place, a cheerful laugh suddenly came from not far on the right, "Hahahaha, hehehe." ”

The laughter came very suddenly, and the voice was very loud, not only Wu Zhongyuan heard it, but also the funeral procession, and they all stopped crying and looked at the place where the laughter came from.

The place where the laughter came out was not far from the right side of Wu Zhongyuan, and everyone didn't see the person who was laughing, but they saw him, "There are people in the tree!"

"It's good to die, it's good to die, it's a hundred. It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead, there's no trouble. The voice came again.

can imagine what the consequences of shouting out this voice will be, the bitter master only thinks he is shouting, very angry, a group of filial sons and grandsons have pointed at him and scolded.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't fight back, he was desperately looking for the person who made the sound at this time, but there were only a few big trees on his right, and although the branches and leaves were luxuriant, they couldn't hide anyone.

At this time, the bitter master had already begun to pick up stones and hit him, Wu Zhongyuan swept towards the big tree on the right, and when he got close, he still couldn't see the person who spoke.

At that moment, a cheerful whistle came from above.

Wu Zhongyuan looked up eagerly when he heard the sound, but he still didn't see anyone on the tree, but the whistle continued, just behind the trunk of the tree in the high place.

Wu Zhongyuan could secretly see things, look closely, and saw two tail feathers similar to bird feathers faintly emerging from the back of the trunk, and then listening to the whistle, it seemed to be a little familiar, where should I have heard a similar sound before.

Eager to recall, I immediately remembered that Wang Xinran once took people to the Sanxingdui underground altar with him, and there was a girl named Xiao Qin who brought a starling with her, and the voice that spoke just now and the whistle that was still going on at this time were a bit similar to the starling, and it was certain that it was not Xiao Qin's starling who made the sound, but the sound was obviously a bird like starling.

He knew the art of the Aryan beasts, and he immediately sensed that there was indeed a bird hidden behind the trunk, and its body was larger than that of a starling, and it should be two as big as a starling.

The whistle of the strange bird is very loud, the tune is very cheerful, it should be which tribe's song to celebrate the harvest let it learn, people are funeral, it sings happy songs from the side, you can imagine how angry the bitter lord is, they can't see the strange birds, just think that Wu Zhongyuan is making trouble, while cursing, while picking up stones and throwing them.

"What is it?" Wu Zhongyuan asked in a deep voice.

As soon as he spoke, the bitter master stopped smashing, because Wu Zhongyuan's whistle continued when he spoke, and Wu Zhongyuan's voice was obviously different from the voice he spoke before.

"Guess. The voice was childish and cynical.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer immediately, he had previously probed the cultivation of this thing while perceiving the existence of the other party, this strange bird has no aura cultivation, not even the cave god is pale red, it can't be a monster, but it's not a monster, how can he talk to people so fluently.

Just when Wu Zhongyuan looked up in confusion, a white bird's head suddenly appeared behind the tree trunk, this guy's tongue was longer than that of ordinary birds, and he was making a face at him with his mouth open and his tongue sticking out at this time, "Ah~"

Before Wu Zhongyuan could fully see its appearance, the bird's head had already retracted, "Do you see it clearly?"

The strange bird didn't scare Wu Zhongyuan, but it scared away the group of mourners under the tree.

"Come again. The bird's head peeked out from the other side of the trunk, still grimacing with its mouth open and sticking out its tongue.

This time, Wu Zhongyuan saw it clearly, with a white head and a red mouth, and the hair below the neck was gray, some like starlings, and some like swallows

"Where did the flat-haired brutes come from. Wu Zhongyuan was very amused, I don't know why this thing can speak fluently, but it is certain that it is not a monster.

"Fang'er, Fang'er. The strange bird shouted and cursed.

At this time, the scolding words are not as fancy as in modern times, and the fangs are a very difficult word, which is equivalent to a dog thing, and this strange bird also adds a tail sound, which is equivalent to scolding him for being a dog son.

"If you scold me again, I'll shoot you down. Wu Zhongyuan threatened.

The strange bird was not afraid, not only did not restrain itself, but also scolded more presumptuously, and at the same time probed left and right from behind the trunk, with a posture that you can't shoot me.

The trunk of the strange bird hiding is the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, and ordinary arrows are naturally impenetrable, seeing that it has been provoking death, Wu Zhongyuan is also a little angry, but he is very interested in this strange bird, and he is reluctant to shoot it to death, take the bow down, and take an arrow at will.

The arrow passed through the trunk of the tree and snuggled down a few feathers of the strange bird.

The strange bird didn't expect Wu Zhongyuan to shoot him, and let out two quacks, but this thing was very bold, not only did not run but rushed towards him.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't expect it to dare to fight back, let alone that this guy moved so fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to the front, he held a longbow in his hand, raised his left hand sharply, and used the longbow to hit and expel him.

He not only miscalculated the courage and speed of the strange bird, but also miscalculated its intentions, the strange bird rushed over not to peck him, but to, to stop and slow down five feet away, "poof~"

This guy's is squirting, Wu Zhongyuan felt it, and hurriedly tilted his head to dodge, but he dodged, but he couldn't completely dodge, and the left side of his face was sprayed a lot.

The bird droppings don't stink, but they don't smell and they are dirty, Wu Zhongyuan frowned, took a bow and arrow, and threw another arrow at the strange bird that was flapping its wings and flying high.

He wanted to shoot the strange bird down with this arrow, but what he didn't expect was that the strange bird actually dodged the key point with its oblique wings, and this arrow shot down a few feathers.

Wu Zhongyuan was amazed at the swiftness of the strange bird's movement, and the strange bird was hovering over the canopy and scolding, this time it was a big scolding, all of which were vulgar words that insulted the ancestors.

Wu Zhongyuan raised his breath and reached the top of the tree, and the strange bird flew and dodged, and at the same time kept scolding.

"There's a kind of don't run. Wu Zhongyuan's mind flashed, and he recalled the arrows he shot earlier to chase after him.

"The third master flies, and the fangs chase ......"