"Very satisfied. ”

Fengyun accepted Storm's answer.

After that, Fengyun and Storm stopped talking and concentrated on searching, but for some reason, they didn't find any trace of the good things for a long time.

"Uncle Tyrant, could you be mistaken?"

"You can't go wrong. There should be no mistake in the fact that the good things were left by that ancestor. ”

"That's right, why haven't we found something good?"

"This ...... Yun boy, don't worry, let's look again. Well, if not, let's look for them separately, so it's easier to find out. ”

"Okay. ”

Fengyun agreed to Storm's proposal, but he asked another question: "Uncle Storm, what should I do if I find out the whereabouts of something good?"

"You whistle me and I'll be right over. Remember, don't do it yourself. ”

"Doesn't blowing a whistle scare away good things?"

"It can't run away. It used to be able to run because all you saw was its incarnation, and its body couldn't move. ”

"I see. ”

Fengyun turned around and walked in the other direction, but only after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "Uncle Tyrant, you mentioned the essence of a good thing, so what is its essence?" ”

"I don't know. ”

"Didn't that ancestor say that?"

The ancestor said so. ”

"Well, how could you not know?

"I haven't forgotten. ”

"You haven't forgotten? You said you didn't know? Uncle Tyrant, you confused me. ”

"I say I don't know because I'm not sure what the essence of a good thing is. According to that ancestor, the ontology of a good thing is uncertain, it may be a tree, a grass, a vine, or ...... Always, it's possible to burn anything that grows in the forest. ”

"That's right. What is the essence of the good thing that the ancestor caught?"

"It's a grass, a grass that is no different from the grass around it, and if the ancestors hadn't tethered it beforehand, or stepped on it, they would never have recognized it. Well, let's stop talking nonsense. Find it. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked quickly into the distance.

Fengyun suddenly remembered something, his spirits perked up, and he immediately shouted at Tyrant's back: "Uncle Tyrant, I have an idea. ”

"What thoughts?"

"It's pretty much the same everywhere in the burned forest. I think it's necessary for us to put a straw mark in the place where we have been looking, so that we will not take a lot of wrongful paths. ”

"Cloud boy, it's still your brain. If I had thought of this method earlier, we might have found something good. ”

"I just came up with it by chance. ”

As Fengyun walked forward, he looked around, and every time he walked about ten zhang away, he tied a straw mark with grass.

I don't know how many straw marks have been pierced, and Fengyun still hasn't found anything.

In the end, as far as the eye could see, there were grass marks everywhere, which also meant that a large area around them had been searched by him and Lei.

According to Ray, they should have discovered the essence of the good thing a long time ago.

In order to prevent oversight, they deliberately expanded the scope of the search.

Let's talk about the strange fishing line.

Although the fishing line is relatively thin, its length is five zhang long, and it is impossible to see it with his and the tyrant's eyesight.

"What's the problem? When it's dark, it's even harder to find. ”

Fengyun raised his head, ready to take a look at the position of the sun and confirm the time.

Syllable!

As soon as he raised his head, before he could look at the sun, he showed a look of annoyance and slapped his thigh heavily.

"Why didn't I find such a big flaw? Although the fishing line is long, the burning tree is higher, and if the fishing line is tied higher, it is very likely to hang in mid-air. I and Storm have been looking down, how can we find out?"

Having figured out the key, Fengyun immediately took out the bone whistle and prepared to blow it, screaming at him, telling him what he had found, and changing the direction of his search.

"Luck won't be so good, right?"

Before the bone whistle was blown, a familiar slender shadow flashed in the afterglow of his eyes.

Fengyun immediately gathered his gaze, looked over, and immediately saw clearly what it looked like, it was really the fishing line he used to tie up good things.

He saw it just now, and it was just being blown by the wind and swaying in the air.

It was less than five feet away from him, and if he remembered correctly, he had walked under it no less than three times.

Fengyun finally understands what is the real passing by.

His gaze moved along the fishing line, and he wanted to find what it was tied to.

He soon found that it was an inconspicuous vine clinging to a burning tree, indistinguishable from the many vines around it.

At this time, he finally fully believed in the words of the storm, and it was absolutely impossible to find something good without enough luck and chance.

"Toot ......"

A high-pitched and sharp whistle shot up like a sharp arrow into the sky, spreading rapidly in all directions.

In less than two minutes, the figure of the storm broke into Fengyun's field of vision, like a whirlwind, approaching at high speed.

"Cloud boy, where did you find it? What is its body? How did you find it......

Before he could get to his feet, he sent him a series of questions.

Fengyun didn't answer, just raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head.

Storm's gaze followed Fengyun's palm, and he immediately found the fishing line.

"That's stupid! I didn't think the line might be in the air. Cloud boy, you're still smart. I'm old and don't have enough brains. ”

The violent tone was full of chagrin, mixed with a hint of decadence.

"Uncle Tyrant, you don't have to do this. I also stumbled upon it. Worried that I didn't have enough time, I looked up at the sun and found a loophole in the way I was looking. I'm just lucky......"

"Say no more. Let's dig up the good stuff first. ”

Storm walked towards the vine with the fishing line attached.

Fengyun followed and asked, "Uncle Tyrant, you can always tell the name of the good thing now, right?"

"Yes. It's called a mallet. ”

"Mallet? Why does it have that name? Is it because it resembles a mallet?"

"I don't know, the name was given by that ancestor. ”

"Still don't understand. What are we going to do? Dig it up?"

"It's going to dig, but there's one more thing you need to do before you dig. ”

"What's the matter?"

"You pull the line down, and you hold the other end. Be careful not to let go of the front. ”

"Didn't you say something good, no, it's the body of the mallet that doesn't move?"

"That's what I've said, but I think there's always nothing wrong with being careful. ”

"I listen to you. ”

Fengyun walked up to the burning tree where the mallet was clinging, climbed up, came to the place where the fishing line was tethered, and opened the dead knot and replaced it with a slipknot.

However, he still maintained the state of encircling the mallet vine, and as long as there was any abnormality, he could tighten the slipknot and tie the vine firmly in the shortest possible time.

There were no accidents, and the mallet vine didn't even move.

Since it was tightly wrapped around the burning tree, it took Fengyun about ten minutes to get the line to the root of the vine, tighten the slipknot, wrap it several times, and tie the dead knot, which was impossible to loosen.

"Uncle Tyrant, what should I do next?"

"You don't have to do anything. You just have to watch. Well, you've probably hunted a lot of bamboo-eating beasts, right? Do you have any front teeth with you?"

"With it. ”

"Give me one. ”

"Uncle Tyrant, what do you want it to do?"

Fengyun picked a large one from the animal skin bag and handed it over.

"Dig the mallet. ”

Storm took his front teeth, and then made a move that surprised Fengyun.

He drew his bone knife and slashed the mallet vine from a height of about a foot above the ground.

"Uncle Tyrant, what are you doing here?"

"I did it to be prepared. Although it is strangled by the fishing line soaked in your blood, and the essence is unlikely to pass away, it is better to be careful. ”

"I see. ”

Tyrant stopped talking, knelt beside the mallet vine, and dug out the teeth of the bamboo-eating beast in his hand.

His movements are very gentle, pushing away the soil little by little, especially when he encounters the roots, he will immediately stop and carefully identify them.

Fengyun's eyes followed the teeth in Storm's hand closely, and he was very curious to see what the mallet in Storm's mouth was.

Violent moves too carefully, and progress is slow.

It took more than an hour for him to dig a foot deep.

Just when Fengyun was getting impatient in his heart, things finally took a turn for the better, and the vines connected by the mallets came to an end.

As the dirt covering it was peeled away little by little, it was greeted by a small ball, no bigger than an egg.

It has a very special texture, it is red, crystal clear, quite similar to crystal, and its interior is full of bright red liquid, which is still flowing.

At the same time, it also exudes an extremely seductive fragrance, which makes Fengyun's appetite increase, and his stomach begins to protest and rumble.

Fengyun also heard the sound of Burst swallowing saliva, and the fragrance it emitted was also very attractive to him.

After another hour or so, Storm stood up.

He was holding a strange existence in his hand, it was red all over, faintly red light was leaking through, slightly longer than a palm, but its appearance was not very similar to the little baby Fengyun had seen before.

A baby is very similar to a real baby, with full siblings and clear facial features.

The mallet held violently, although it also has a human shape, has no facial features, just a round ball, and the limbs are only branches.

Fengyun slapped the mallet up and down, and asked tentatively, "Uncle Tyrant, what should I do with this mallet?"

"What else can be done? You found it, and of course it's yours. ”

"You don't need to hand over some of it to Wu?"

"That's ordinary prey, mallets aren't. Besides, if you separate it, the essence will pass a lot, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

"Uncle Tyrant, did that ancestor leave a way to preserve the mallet? It looks delicate, and it would be a pity if it was accidentally broken. ”

"No need to save. You eat it now. ”

The tyrant sent the mallet to Fengyun's mouth.

"Uncle Tyrant, wait a minute. ”

Fengyun wanted to know more about the mallet and was ready to eat it later, but when it approached him, it emitted a stronger aroma, which suddenly aroused his extremely strong urge to eat.

Not only was he not able to keep his head away from it, but on the contrary, he took the initiative to meet it.