He has excellent night vision, and during the day he hides in the crypt and sleeps with his head in his hands, and does not come out to forage for food until dusk and night. This is because the black willow is relatively sluggish at night, and it is not easy to detect its whereabouts, and the temperature in the black willow swamp is extremely low at night, and even frost will form, so most insects and ants are stiff and inconvenient at this time, making it easier for it to prey.

Cao Mu also knew that this creature had never drunk only flowing water. It's not that it's squeamish, but that the water quality in the outer world is so poor, and the stagnant water of the Black Willow Swamp, such as ponds and mud puddles, is full of poison, so to find it, you have to go up the river.

The water in the Black Willow Swamp was also very extensive, and now he chose a lively and flowing river, and as he walked, he let go of his mind, as if he was looking for something.

Not more than a thousand feet upstream, there were two bulging mound-like mounds in the wet mud by the river, in which countless tiny creatures crawled in and out.

If you look closely, they are all black ants the size of a fingernail, with a white line on their backs, and a round belly and a strong body. Obviously, what Cao Mu found was an ant mound, which had been built half a person high, and it seemed that the big family living in it was prosperous.

However, there is a gap the size of a ping-pong ball on the lower edge of the anthill, as if it had been smashed into by an external force, but most of it has been repaired through the efforts of the worker ants. Immortal cultivators usually like to use the term "ant" to describe mortals to show their insignificance and humility. But at the moment, Cao Mu's eyes looked at the ant mound, like a jewel.

This black ant is also a bully in the black willow swamp, with a violent and aggressive personality and a wide range of diets, so other animals avoid it like snakes and scorpions, but there is a kind of treasure that people and beasts like in the black ant nest

The black ants contain a high concentration of sweet pulp in their abdomen, and every morning they are lined up in specially dug grooves in the wooden core of the nest to feed the young ants. If this ant colony prospers, the uneaten sweet pulp will accumulate more and more, and finally through the fermentation reaction, it will become one of the most peculiar drinks in the world.

The wine made by black ants is sweet and sweet, which is a situation that humans cannot achieve no matter how they brew themselves. Therefore, this ant species is also called the mash ant, which means that the ant can make good wine.

Cao Mu happened to know that Tu Wei's favorite dessert after dinner was the sweet syrup wine in the ant mound.

It is needless to say how happy it is to be able to eat a bite of sweetness in this dark and cold and dangerous black willow swamp, so the earth treacherous will come here every once in a while to force a little ant wine to drink, and experience the luxury of fluttering desires.

Cao Mu caught Tuwei last time, because that guy drank too much ant wine, and he was drunk directly outside the ant mound, which was considered to be a no-brainer, so he was particularly careful about the mash ants this time.

The hole that had been smashed out of the anthill had been repaired, but Cao Mu could still see the intruder's paw prints. It looked like it was left behind by a dirt treacher, and there were several patches on the mound, apparently that had been rudely chiseled more than once. But the number of ant colonies does not seem to be quite large at all.

Tuwei is clever by nature, knowing that mash ants can make wine, and the usual invasion only steals the wine in the nest and does not eat the ants, so as not to hurt the hens that lay eggs, so as to take the road of sustainable development. Other creatures that feed on ants are not so intelligent, and often eat them with wine, destroying most of their nests. Therefore, Cao Mu observed the situation of the ant mound, and he could basically determine that this should be a sweet wine supply station favored by a certain earth.

It's not easy to find this endangered species in the vast black willow swamp, so it's better to let it come to your door.

And Cao Mu found that he was lucky, judging from the degree of repair of the ant mound, it had been some time since the last visit of Tu Wei. It should come back soon.

Tuwei is not a social animal, and has a strong sense of territory, and there may only be one within a radius of 100 miles. Cao Mu patrolled around twice and decided to wait for the rabbit, so he planned his hiding place.

Outside Wuda City, Ning Xiaoxian had already shown quite a good skill in controlling wood. In other words, in this swamp full of all kinds of plants, she has a great advantage. There weren't many shelters around, and the woman seemed to be cautious by nature, so where should he hide so that she wouldn't notice anything wrong?

Cao Mu groaned slightly, walked to the soft sand by the river, stretched out his long staff and tapped it lightly on the water.

His striking was so measured that it sounded like an animal had fallen into the water and was struggling.

Sure enough, after a short time, there was a ripple on the surface of the water, as if something was cruising underneath and coming in this direction. Cao Mu didn't dodge or hide, but took two more steps into the river, and the river was almost knee-high.

When it was too late, the river suddenly parted, and a giant monster pounced out with its big mouth open in the splash, swallowing Cao Mu in one gulp!

A black mist lingered, isolating his body from the outside world. But Cao Mu didn't resist, so he entered the monster's belly.

It is about three zhang (more than six meters) long, and looks like a giant salamander, with a flat and flat body and mouth, but hard, barbed scales on both sides. However, unlike crocodiles, it has no feet on its belly and only two fins, so it is difficult to walk on the shore, and it is difficult to understand how such a behemoth can lurk in a small river less than ten feet wide.

Black willow only grows on land, so the creatures in the water still live quite freely. There are very few large terrestrial creatures in this area, and this salamander monster has not eaten prey larger than a deer for a long time, so it smacks its mouth, shakes its tail and heads contentedly, and wants to return to the water, but at this time, it obviously flutes, shakes its head vigorously, and then its cloudy eyes quickly become clear, and even turns its head to look at the shore, and then plunges back into the water.

Compared with the previous ones, this set of actions seems to be calm. Obviously, Cao Mu used a secret technique to control the sanity of this salamander monster. From now on, it's his eyes.

The salamander monster circled around the water for half a circle and changed directions, and its big head looked at the ant mound by the river again, and then slowly dived.

The creek soon returned to calm.

The river is murmuring, except that this section of the water occasionally bubbles up.

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This wait is two full days.

It was peaceful on the banks of the river, and there was nothing. I probably know that this is the territory of the mash ants, and in the past thirty hours or so, only a few creatures the size of thorny moles have come to the river to drink, and they are so brave that a fallen leaf on the surface of the river will startle them into the forest and hide.

However, as a great witch, Cao Mu has never lacked patience. Even in the relatively fertile northern part of the Black Willow Marsh, there are no more than four of them. He was ambushed here, and the chances of winning in the bet were still very large.

Finally, when the sun was setting again, the Black Willow Swamp was of course even darker, and normal humans could no longer see the boundary between the river and the land. The grass on the shore made a faint creak and parted from it, and a small figure crept towards it.