When he really arrived at the mountain, he knew what a young man was sometimes really inferior to an old man, so the old monk in front of him who looked weak put on professional equipment and climbed the mountain at a fast speed, and his legs seemed to be equipped with a motor, shuttling through the jungle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't climb along the road like Si Fan, the old monk could always find a very suitable place to climb easily.

The stones under his feet were rolling, and the dust had disappeared before he had time to fly, and Si Fan's clothes were all stained with green liquid, and he didn't know that his face was cut by some sharp plant, and there was no blood.

The old monk Huijing's feet had barely touched the ground before she swayed again, as if she could hover in mid-air. It's as if you're not stepping on the ground at all.

This step-by-step action is natural.

Si Fan behind him followed, even if he was young and had good physical strength, after following for a while, he suddenly felt that he could no longer keep up with the old man's footsteps, his movements were simply like an old ape, which had already lived in the mountains.

"Old man, slow down, you don't know the way if you go on like this!" Si Fan shouted.

The old man's speed was too fast, and Si Fan couldn't catch up for a while.

The old monk Huijing said in a mocking tone: "You are a young man who is not as fast as my eighty-year-old man climbs the mountain, what do you eat? As for the question of recognizing the way you said, it is simply too simple. I'm just following the hiking route you designed now, not to mention the stupid footprints on the ground, this guy is not light, but I can't estimate the exact weight. ”

After saying that, Si Fan was smoking, and he also saw the deep footprints of the Terminator T800, and he didn't know that he thought it was an elephant stepping on it. The footprints are clearly visible, digging deep into the earth, and it is unusual to look at.

"Boy, keep up, I'm a bad old man who has half cut into the ground, if you can't even catch up with me, then don't blame me for waiting for you at the top of the mountain!" The old man Hui Jing let out a long roar, like an ape roaring, shook his arms, lightly put on an ancient tree, and crossed a few steps in an instant, after a few borrowings, Si Fan found that he was not even qualified to follow behind and eat ashes.

He looked at the old man with a smile and a smile, calmly took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it, and several smoke rings floated in the air, which was pierced by a strong wind blown by him.

"Terminator, carry me up to the waterfall as fast as you can, and choose the best route!" he said calmly, standing in front of the Terminator.

Terminator T800 squatted down and half-knelt in front of Si Fan, looking at the comfortable chair, Si Fan felt that he had really bought the right thing, and now he was lying on it, fastening that simple seat belt, and taking out a banana and tasting it slowly.

Then I saw the heavy electricity on the Terminator T800 slash through his eyes, and then his legs strained.

"Boom!" the ground was as if it had been bombarded by a shell. Si Fan felt that the scenery around him was rapidly receding and disappearing from his eyes, and his body felt a strong feeling of weightlessness.

The earth trembled in front of the Terminator's footsteps, and the trees were easily avoided by the Terminator, and when there were those small saplings and weeds, none of them could stop him.

The two of them did not advance from the normal path, which was not the best path for the terminator, Si Fan watched him rush to the front of the mountain slope more than ten meters high, and he didn't bother to detour at all, his legs stomped on the ground, and his hands were stuck on the stone wall in mid-air. Then borrow the force to go up again.

Two or three times you have reached the top of the hill.

The detour requires a minimum distance of several hundred meters.

There are simply too many such paths, and in front of the Terminator it is flat ground. The three-year-old tree already has the ability to resist in front of humans, and it is difficult for humans to break it if they rely on their bodies alone, but the terminator is just passing by, just because the small tree affects the route too much, and his hands shook slightly.

The little tree suddenly snapped.

This is the easiest, there is no obstacle in front of the terminator, it would have taken more than an hour to climb up, but now when Si Fan really stepped under the waterfall, it only took ten minutes, what dangers and difficulties, it was all drizzle, the old man Huijing was still detouring, but Si Fan had already taken the most extreme route.

After arriving, I found a random place to sit and opened the backpack I was carrying, which was full of all kinds of delicious food. In the system, there is a factory, and you can't carry your belongings. But the number carried by the Terminator is quite domineering.

The whole backpack was stuffed to the brim. It's all delicious, so take out the picnic table cloth and spread it on the ground to start a picnic.

The scenery is just right, the sound of the waterfall hula water is accompanied by the gradually thicker fog and rainbow, this is really a grand scene in the world, no one else can experience this feeling, only Si Fan can feel the extraordinary here. Because every time he looked back at the bottom of the waterfall, he always felt that an old monk was looking at him with kind eyes.

Every time he looked back, the old monk seemed to have the same action, but he always felt that he had changed his action.

Even changed his expression, which felt very strange, the sound of the waterfall hitting the ground, and the sound of the water surface seemed to be extraordinary, as if it were a Zen song.

This voice is euphemistic and beautiful, listening to Si Fan wants to close his eyes and enjoy it slowly.

The chicken leg in his hand was half gnawed and slipped quietly, and before it fell to the ground, a wild fox came out from the side, holding the chicken leg "Thorn Slip!@~" and disappeared at once.

Even so, Si Fan still didn't feel what was happening, he just sat quietly, listening to the Zen chanting Ding Dong, staring at the mountain spring.

The sound of the spring water was intoxicating, and Si Fan listened to the sound quietly and fell asleep quietly.

In the dream, it seemed that he saw an old monk talking to himself about the truth of this world and saying a lot of things, but Si Fan never seemed to hear or hear it, but he seemed to understand everything.

This encounter is not blocked by the system, but it seems that the system is still fueling the trouble.

When Si Fan woke up, what he saw in front of him was a fox jumping in the air, taking the fallen chicken leg in his hand, and the Terminator T800 stood cautiously beside Si Fan, pointing his finger at the fox.

In the distance, the old monk Huijing appeared at the end of the road with a slight panting, looking at Si Fan in shock.

Around Si Fan, streams of colorful light quietly rose, as if there was a rainbow behind him, there was no rainbow in the sky, but the nearby waterfall, the rainbow seemed to have become the main theme of the world.