Han Zhonglin slowly crawled towards the package, the distance of ten zhang took more than half an hour, and the pain was so painful that the muscles on his face were entangled, cold sweat flowed, and he was about to collapse when he was tired. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After biting a few mouthfuls of dry food and gradually regaining some strength, Han Zhonglin applied some gold sore medicine to the wound again, and then fell asleep deeply.

When he woke up the next day, it was already sunny, and Han Zhonglin found that the wound was not as painful as yesterday, and he could barely sit up. This is also thanks to Han Zhonglin's many years of martial arts, his body is strong, and his recovery ability is strong, if he were an ordinary person, according to Han Zhonglin's wrestling method, he would have already broken his limbs.

After another two days, Han Zhonglin was pleasantly surprised to find that the wounds on his body had thick scars, and he could already walk slowly.

Han Zhonglin leaned on the branches, raised his eyes to look at the sky and trees, and the ground was full of unknown flowers and plants, and there was a single scenery in his eyes, and he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, and his heart was confused. At the moment, there is only one way to go, and there are marks carved on the trees along the way, and if you get lost in this dense forest, you really can't get out.

"This... Is this the Forgetfulness Grass?" A small grass, growing on a dark stone, stood in the wind, as if he had seen it there, Han Zhonglin searched for the memories in his mind, and finally remembered.

Looking at the purple grass in front of him, Han Zhonglin suddenly remembered that there was such a record in the "Flowers and Plants Chapter" in the "Divine Wind Atlas": "Forget worry grass, the leaves are quadrangular and magenta, mostly three-leafed, rarely five-leafed, specializes in treating amnesia, but takes its name as forget worry." ”

In his opinion, the spiritual plants recorded in the "Divine Wind Atlas" are all hard to find, and some have never even heard of it, so Han Zhonglin picked the forgetfulness grass and wrapped it carefully.

In the following misadventure, Han Zhonglin discovered seven or eight rare plants one after another, which are also recorded in the "Divine Wind Atlas".

Mandola flowers, the flowers are bright and white, mostly gyro-shaped, the fragrance is not noticed, so it can be made into powder, and the old rat can be traced for thirty miles.

Sunset vine, long serpentine body surface spiny, can also be eaten, can be thinned visceral bruises, inch long can fill a day's hunger.

Leaf barrier tree, take its leaves, mash and then wash, can also be applied externally, has the miraculous effect of brightening the eye.

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The whole old forest is like a natural treasure house, a lot of strange flowers, birds, and beasts, although Han Zhonglin has a wide range of knowledge, but most of them have never been seen, if it is not recorded in the "Divine Wind Atlas", I am afraid that these flowers and plants will pass by, and they will not know each other. swept away the previous confusion, Han Zhonglin walked and played with flowers and grass, which made him feel funny. Of course, this wild forest is also full of many dangers, and several life and death escapes have also made Han Zhonglin's heartstrings tight, and he didn't dare to be careless.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, Han Zhonglin finally walked out of the deep old forest.

Looking at the mountain in front of him, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but be excited, from jumping off the cliff, to surviving, and then walking out of the deep forest, this moment was undoubtedly the most relaxing time for his body and mind.

"I, Han Zhonglin, am still alive, and the yellow sky and the earth are endless, haha..."

The shouts reverberated back and forth in the valley, startling a large number of birds and beasts to flee, and the silent valley suddenly became lively.

The sky is the quilt, the ground is the bed, and after a few days of sleeping in the open, Han Zhonglin's clothes at this time are also tattered, with a bun, a scruffy beard, and a bad smell all over his body, like a beggar.

Han Zhonglin finally found a clear stream at the bottom of the mountain, and after cleaning it well, he stood on a large rock and observed the surrounding environment.

This group of mountains is towering into the clouds, rolling and undulating, and there is a fine water left on each mountain, which gathers into a stream in the valley, and flocks of wild boars and wild ducks are either drawing water or frolicking, like a paradise scene. Greedily breathing in the natural and fresh breath, Han Zhonglin's face showed an intoxicated look, this is a good place to forget about your troubles.

"It's such a picturesque wonderland, it's nostalgic. But I have been trapped in the valley for more than 20 days, and I should find an exit as soon as possible, and I can go to the valley in the future to do other things. Han Zhonglin's thoughts turned, and he thought about it in his heart.

"Man is iron, rice is steel, first get some food, enough physical strength to find the mouth of the valley. ”

Three or four fresh fish were tied in the stream, each of which was two or three catties in size, Han Zhonglin cleaned up the fish, passed through the branches, and roasted them on the fire on the outside and tender on the inside, full of aroma, and it was a delicious meal.

One day, two days, more than ten days passed in a flash, Han Zhonglin walked all over the valley, but still did not find a way out of the valley.

It was nearly noon that day, when the valley was covered with dark clouds, and after a few days of holding back, the sky was finally about to sink into the water, and the birds flew very low, trying to catch their food, waiting to return to their nests before the storm came.

Han Zhonglin sat under a mountain rock to rest, a gust of wind blew, followed by the rain the size of beans pouring down, weaving layers of rain curtains, blocking his vision.

In the past ten days, Han Zhonglin has traveled more than 100 miles along the stream, looking around, but still found nothing. The whole valley is long and narrow, no less than a few hundred miles long, about ten miles wide, the cliffs on both sides are towering into the clouds, giving people the feeling of going straight into the sky, although they have explored for many days, but it can be said that there is no gain.

The so-called heavy rain comes and goes quickly. After an hour, the rain subsided, and after two hours, the sky was completely clear. The air in the valley is extremely fresh, a gentle breeze blows, and a few drops of rain left on the leaves of unknown trees in the distance also sway, reflecting the beautiful scenery in the valley.

Han Zhonglin exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, slowly opened his eyes, and the distance regained his sight.

"Quack...", a flock of wild ducks suddenly emerged from behind the hill.

"Snorr.. A herd of wild boars also came out after the ducks, and then a herd of wild badgers and wild goats also appeared, and slowly scattered in all directions, and began to wander all over the valley.

Looking at the scene in front of him in a daze, Rao is Han Zhonglin has a smart head, and he didn't understand how such a strange thing could happen.

Jumping off the rock, Han Zhonglin ran in the direction where the wild duck came out, and when he reached the top of the hill, he looked ahead, it was a small forest, and it didn't look strange.

After walking through the woods for half an hour, he came out and saw a pile of rubble.

There are many strange stones in this stone pile, and they are always scattered, which can be called the work of heaven. Han Zhonglin looked at the pile of rocks in front of him, and wondered in his heart: "Why did those wild things come here just now, is there another mystery ahead?"

Along the feces along the way of the wild things, he slowly walked into the pile of rocks, turning around, Han Zhonglin also lost his bearing, I don't know how deep he went there, he always felt that he was about to come to an end, but after turning the corner, it was still a sight. The deeper he went, the more open it became, and after a quarter of an hour, Han Zhonglin finally reached the end of the stone pile.

Han Zhonglin was stunned for a moment, and then a look of ecstasy welled up on his face.

"Someone has stayed here and finally found it. ”

On the side wall of the three-foot-high stone on Han Zhonglin's right hand, the book is engraved with three large characters of "Feiyun Valley".

The steps in front were covered with moss and stretched into the depths, and the sound of shallow water could be heard in front of them.

Up the steps, Han Zhonglin walked forward slowly, there were rows of green bamboos on both sides, which looked even more verdant after the rain, and on both sides of the stairs behind were some unknown trees, the more he walked inside, only the sound of water became louder and louder.

After a while, Han Zhonglin walked to the end of the stone steps, and suddenly broke into the huge courtyard a hundred zhang wide, and when he looked up, he could see a small waterfall more than ten zhang long, and the pouring water hit the smooth rock below. After the waterhole under the waterfall overflows, the water flows somewhere, and there are many stone tables and stone benches on the side of the water flow.

In addition, there are several corridors that can be seen in the depths of the courtyard, which are all carved against the mountain wall, which is so whimsical.

If the pile of rocks just now is a masterpiece of nature, then this courtyard is definitely the crystallization of man-made ingenuity, and Han Zhonglin couldn't help but exclaim: "Generous, really generous!"

"Is there anyone, is there anyone?" Han Zhonglin shouted loudly.

The voice echoed in the courtyard, and after waiting for a while, there was no sign of anyone.

Han Zhonglin walked to a stone table and found a layer of dust covering it, apparently no one had been here for a long time.

Walking along the corridor to the depths of the courtyard, the mountain wall next to the corridor was clinging to some green green vines, and some bright red fruits hung on the green vines. There is a small courtyard in the depths of the corridor, there are four or five stone houses, all of which are built by digging mountains, surrounding a small pool, there are a few lotus leaves floating in the pool, and there are water droplets left on the cliff above the pool from time to time, dripping into the pool like falling rain, making ripples, and there is some other mood.

Originally, this small courtyard was originally a small mountain stream, but after the transformation, it became such a layout.

Han Zhonglin casually walked into a stone house and found that there were some living utensils inside, the bed, table, and chair were all made of green bamboo, all covered with a layer of ash, and some spider webs had grown on the bed.

The other room looks like a study, with several bookshelves facing it, many books on display, and an inkstone and pen holder on the desk, stacked with a few books. On the stone wall on one side hangs a "shallow lotus picture", and with the proverb "one side of the pure land, a smile and a dust, a thought and a pure heart, the heart is a lotus blossom", there is no nomination number, I don't know who made it. There are two characters on the stone wall on one side, one is "Taoism is natural", and the other is "Mortal heart is like dust".

There is a stove room in the three rooms opposite the pool, and the other two rooms are empty, without any furnishings, but the stone wall is full of words, and there are some pictures, which seem to be the method of practicing martial arts, Han Zhonglin didn't look closely, turned his head and returned to the study. Han Zhonglin hoped that Li could find something useful from this bookstore, who the owner of this courtyard was, and whether he knew the method of leaving the valley, because these two questions had been haunting him for a long time.

Pulled out a book from the bookshelf, dusted off it, it turned out to be a "Book of Songs", just like that, looking at it one by one, Han Zhonglin put the books he had read aside, and put the books he hadn't read on the side of Ling, and it took half a day to put the books on the bookshelf away, and when he saw that the sky was gradually darkening, he went to the bedroom to clean up, and was ready to rest for one night before talking about anything else.

When he woke up the next day, Han Zhonglin found that he had already reached the limit of fatigue in his body and mind these days, so he slept very deeply last night.

Han Zhonglin also cleaned the study, wiped several bookshelves, and when he wiped the table, he found that there were still a few books stacked on the desk. I took the top one, blew off the thin ash, wiped it gently, and the book cover said "Fu Shen Fa", and looked down two more pages, it turned out to be a book of meditation and meditation, and I was about to turn it down, when I saw a letter from the book falling on the desk.

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