Long Jingtian was anxious to prove his strength, he pointed to a piece of grass in front of him and said, "What do you think is the difference between the grass here and other places?"

"Isn't this just an ordinary weed? it's the same all over the mountains, what's the difference?" Nie Yuanfeng asked.

"I'll just say that not everyone has the same insight as I have. "Didn't you notice that the grass there was pouring to the sides?" "yes, what does that mean?"

"This means that someone has walked through there in the last two days, so the grass has been trampled down. Nie Yuanfeng listened to Long Jingtian's explanation and felt that it made sense, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect that the sloppy king in the past has become Sherlock Holmes today." ”

"I've always been China's Sherlock Holmes, the modern version of Di Renjie, but I've never been ignored by you. ”

"Let's go! Just follow this trail, you will definitely find the wind tunnel, and maybe you will even meet Dayong. "According to Tianjizi's judgment, only Dayong came to this forbidden mountain alone recently, so these traces must have been left by Dayong.

Even if you can't find a wind tunnel, at least you can meet Dayong. In this way, if Dayong is in danger, they can also rescue him.

The trail is much more difficult than everyone thinks, and it takes a lot of effort to carve out a trail with vines and plants that spread among the trees and weeds.

Luckily, the people who had come before had already trampled a lot of vegetation, so it was relatively easy to climb the mountain. Even so, everyone's clothes were torn by the thorny plants on both sides, and the exposed skin was scratched.

The disciples suddenly made a sound of warning. Long Jingtian pulled Tianjizi's clothes, "Tianjizi, you seem to hear a sound nearby." ”

The crowd paused and listened in silence to the source of the voice. However, the sound also stopped, and it seemed to be quietly searching for their location.

This kind of silence makes people feel terrible, and Nie Yuanfeng is tightly clinging to Tianjizi's back. "Dayong, this voice must have come from Dayong. Long Jingtian whispered.

Who else could be here but Dayong? Tianjizi thought the same thing, so he put his hands together in front of his mouth and shouted, "Is Dayong you?" The shout echoed through the mountains, but no one answered.

The sound of someone walking through the grass came again, and Tianjizi felt a murderous aura, and he motioned for Long Jingtian and Nie Yuanfeng to squat on the ground. And he pushed aside the grass and slowly approached the direction where the sound came. He moves cautiously, like a leopard that sneaks close to its prey.

Suddenly, there were two strange sounds, and Tianjizi immediately judged that there was an off-string arrow flying towards him. Because of his rich practical experience, he judged that the first sound was the sound of the bowstring popping out, and the second sound was the sound of the arrow leaving the string.

After making a judgment, Tianjizi quickly squatted down, and the arrow flew close to his scalp. Who is this? How indiscriminately it would come up with an arrow!

When Tianjizi was wondering, he saw two big men rushing towards him. These two people look fierce and vicious, which is definitely enough for fifteen people to watch for half a month.

"Who are you?" asked Tianjizi. As if they hadn't heard, the two men pounced on him, one of them trying to hold Tianjizi by the waist, and the other reaching out to grab his arm.

Seeing that the situation is not good, the sky is in the direction

Jumped, grabbed the trunk of a big tree, raised his legs and kicked at the big man in front of him.

This kick was so steady and ruthless, and the big man in front of him sat on the ground with his ass. Another big man wanted to grab his foot, but he didn't expect Tianjizi to roll his body upwards and turn over to the tree.

"Who the hell are you, and why did you attack me?" asked Tianjizi, standing on a tree. These two people seemed to be dumb, regardless of the fact that Sanqi Twenty-One took off the bow and arrow behind his back, pulled the bow and arrow, and prepared to fire at the heavenly machine on the tree. Tianjizi broke a branch and blocked the arrows that came from him.

"You're welcome. Enraged, Tianjizi roared, took out the daggers on both sides of his combat boots, and threw his bows left and right at the two big men.

Two yells in quick succession, the first time the two guys had spoken. "I thought your mouth was sewn with a needle and thread, so you could open it!"

Tianjizi jumped from the tree and walked in front of the two big men. At this time, the two big men were standing in place, motionless.

It turned out that the two flying swords just now did not stab the two big men, but passed through the gap between the toes of the two people and firmly inserted them into the ground.

Such superb technology must not be possible by few people in the world, and these two people have long been scared out of their bodies.

Tianjizi bent down and pulled out the dagger. He looked at the four big feet and thought to himself how strange these two men were, walking on a thorny mountain without shoes.

"You're the natives here, aren't you?" Tianjizi guessed the identities of the two men from their dress. "We are here to find people, not your enemies. ”

As he spoke, Tianjizi stretched out his hand to show friendship. But they didn't expect these two people to take a step back neatly like the soldiers they had trained, and then turned around and ran.

Tianjizi said to himself helplessly: "I really met a strange person today, and I didn't even say a word, I only knew how to beat people." ”

"Tianjizi, you're not hurt, are you?" Long Jingtian ran over with a loud shout. Tianjizi shrugged, "Do you look like I'm injured?"

"Then you still need to see, who can hurt my invincible Tianjizi!" Long Jingtian looked at Tianjizi with adoring eyes.

"Let's go, get out of here, maybe these two natives will get help to get revenge. Tianjizi hurriedly led his disciples towards the front.

The further up you go, the stronger the wind you feel. At the foot of the mountain, there was still a gentle breeze, but at this time the sound of the wind was ringing in my ears.

"Tianjizi, do you say that Dayong Dragon Sedum will also meet those natives?" Nie Yuanfeng's mind was delicate, and he was still thinking about the two barbarians just now.

"It's hard to say, this mountain is really weird. No wonder Mutara's grandfather tried his best to stop us from coming here!"

Tianjizi is a little worried now, he is afraid that these traces of going up the mountain are not left by Dayong, but by these natives. In that case, not only will they not be able to find the wind tunnel, but they may also be in danger.

"Tianjizi, look at a shoe there. Just when Tianji was suspicious, Nie Yuanfeng suddenly shouted.

Tianjizi's eyes hadn't searched for the shoes that Nie Yuanfeng had said, but the disciple had already run to the shoes, picked them up, and ran back.

"These are Dayong's shoes!" Long Jingtian recognized at a glance. "Are you sure you're not mistaken?" asked Tianjizi.

"You can't go wrong. Long Jingtian said with certainty, "That day, I fell in love with the shoes on Dayong's feet at a glance. Not good, a sense of foreboding swept over. Tianjizi judged that Dayong must have had an accident in this place. He hurriedly took three steps and two steps to the place where Dayong's shoes fell off.

Sure enough, Tianjizi guessed it, and looking down from here, the grass in the mountains was obviously rolled out of a trace. Could it be that Dayong has fallen from here?

"We're going to look for it from here, I'm worried that something has happened to Dayong. As he spoke, Tianjizi walked down quickly along the traces.

Long Jingtian and Nie Yuanfeng followed closely behind. The disciple sniffed the shoe carefully and then rushed to the front, their sense of smell guiding the way forward.

In the grass and on the ground, there was the smell of Dayong's body, which could not escape the nose of his disciple.

The smell became stronger and stronger, and the disciple's nose emitted a rough breath. Suddenly, the disciple moved forward quickly

Run.

"Da Yong! Da Yong!" Tian Jizi had already seen Da Yong lying next to his disciple. He was wounded in the head, blood was still flowing, and it looked like he had just fallen.

"Dayong, wake up. Nie Yuanfeng called out loudly, but Dayong's eyes were always tightly closed.

"You have to stop the bleeding for him first. As he spoke, he took out the hemostatic powder and sprinkled it on the wound, and then bandaged Dayong's head with white gauze.

Looking at Da Yong, who was unconscious, Long Jingtian and Nie Yuanfeng were anxious. Tianjizi said to his disciples: "Don't worry, it is estimated that Dayong is only temporarily unconscious due to the impact on his brain, and he will be fine." ”

He proceeded to untie Dayong's clothes and check for injuries elsewhere on his body. Fortunately, after Tianjizi's observation, no other external injuries were found on Dayong's body.

Dayong finally woke up, opened his eyes and asked, "Am I still alive?" "Dayong Dragon Sedum, you are only one step away from death, but fortunately we arrived in time to snatch you back from death. "Long Jingtian hasn't forgotten to show off his credit.

Dayong asked very curiously, "What a coincidence, how did you get here?" Nie Yuanfeng said: "We saw your car in the village below the mountain, so we followed your traces all the way to find it. ”

"It seems that we are really destined. Dayong struggled to stand up, but felt a sharp pain in his left foot. "Ahh ”

It turned out that Dayong was looking for the mysterious wind tunnel on the mountain, and when he walked here, he accidentally stepped on a loose stone with his left foot, and he stumbled.

Then the whole body lost control, fell to the ground and rolled down here. Tianjizi instructed: "Long Jingtian, you go and break a sturdy wooden stick and use it as a crutch for Dayong." ”

"Yes!" Long Jingtian turned to look for the stick. "Dayong, have you found the wind tunnel?" asked Nie Yuanfeng.

Dayong shook his head, "Not yet, but according to the information I searched before I came, the wind tunnel should be nearby." ”

Besides, when Long Jingtian went to look for a stick, he saw a small tree divided into two branches, one of which could just be broken and used as a crutch. Suddenly, it was as if a hand grabbed Long Jingtian and pulled him forward with force.