Lu Qingyang heard something sound not far away, rumbling like a landslide and cracking.

Meng Shu saw a spring flowing down from the mountain in the distance.

The white foam was like snow, ethereal and beautiful.

Meng Shu looked around and didn't seem to find what he was looking for, so he raised his feet and walked to the other side.

From time to time, there were a few orioles chirping not far away, and the crisp sound passed through the dense green leaves, setting off the unusual silence around them, and only the sound of the spring water hitting the stones below could be heard.

There is a vulture on the top of the mountain, its nest is on the top of the mountain, and there are several newborn vultures in the nest, and their hair has not yet grown, and they look bare and unpleasant.

The old vulture stood on its nest, and from its position it could see all the windswept meadows on the hills.

It waits for its prey to appear, so that it can give its children a full meal.

After glancing at the vulture foraging on the top of the mountain, Meng Shu turned his foot to the other side and continued to look for what he was looking for.

Lu Qingyang was standing at the foot of the mountain not far away, as if he was also looking for something.

He walked through the flat meadow, and then walked into a bush that was neither tall nor low, and in which a bush of thorns appeared every now and then, so Lu Qingyang had to be careful not to be stabbed by the thorns.

As he walked, he searched his surroundings, but he never found what he was looking for.

There are still two rounds of suns in the sky, but it is not so hot today, and the temperature is just right, so that Lu Qingyang has been walking for so long, and his body is not sweating as before.

From time to time, there would be small movements in the grass, and Lu Qingyang never looked at it, because he knew that it was a hare.

As he walked, a faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

He thought that if he didn't have time now, he would have to fly to catch all those little things and roast them.

But now he is not hungry, because he had eaten two pheasants not long ago.

The smell of roast chicken still lingered in his mouth, making him want to wait until he was free to catch a pheasant.

Of course, he will definitely let Mengshu come to this kind of thing, Mengshu's craftsmanship, there is really no way to say, if he is allowed to roast, he will definitely not be able to roast the kind of taste that is irresistible.

Speaking of which, he can be regarded as a gift from the village and town since he was a child, and he often encounters pheasants and hares, and he often roasts and eats them when he is a child, but he is still not as good as Mengshu.

Mengshu's ability lies in the fact that he can roast a pheasant to the point that it is irresistible without a complete set of spices.

He searched around as he savored it.

At this moment, Meng Shu, who was on the mountain, was walking towards a lava cave.

The lava cave is full of strange-shaped stalactites, some of which resemble people, some of which resemble animals, and are very lifelike.

Meng Shu walked through the long cave and saw that there seemed to be a flash of light inside, the light did not flicker very often, but it flickered from time to time, and Meng Shu walked roughly ten steps to see him flickering again.

With a sense of curiosity, Meng Shu walked towards the inside.

The further you go inside the cave, the more you see a lot of black bats hanging on top of the lava cave.

After walking a few steps, he heard a fluttering sound behind him, and Meng Shu didn't look behind him, because he knew it was the sound of those bats.

But, to be honest, it's still a little uncomfortable to hear those voices, and I always feel a little weird.

Why did he feel bad about it?

But he couldn't do that much, so he kept walking.

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth.

The further you went inside, the black bats on the roof of the cave gradually decreased, and finally disappeared completely.

After that, the hole gradually became smaller, and Meng Shu had to hug himself like an old man when he walked inside.

The smaller the hole, the more he had a sense of getting closer to the truth.

But looking around, Meng Shu still didn't find what he was looking for, so he kept walking.

The more he walked inside, Meng Shu carefully found that there were many butterflies staying there on the surrounding stone walls, their wings were colorful, but they were not the kind of messy and uncomfortable colors, Meng Shu even had a feeling of amazement at first glance.

After looking at it for a while, Meng Shu found that those butterflies would stir their wings from time to time, and the frequency of incitement seemed to be very regular.

And Meng Shu didn't understand, so he read it for a while and continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, Mengshu stopped.

However, he stood there and turned his head to look at the stone walls around him.

He glanced at the butterfly flapping its wings, closed it, opened it again, and closed it again.

After several times, Meng Shu finally verified his idea.

This butterfly has hallucinogenic effects.

To be precise, it should be that the wings of this butterfly have hallucinogenic effects

Every time the colorful butterfly wings stirred, Meng Shu found that his consciousness seemed to wander a little.

And when he closed his eyes, that feeling disappeared suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be splashed with a basin of ice water, and he suddenly became very awake.

After discovering this, he looked at the butterflies lying there with some surprise, and suddenly felt that those butterflies were really unseemly.

Such a thing, small, but it is a matter of moments to kill people.

The bat he had just now didn't make Meng Shu much defense, and it was precisely this small and insignificant butterfly that made Meng Shu's whole heartstrings burst suddenly.

In the past, when I was young, there were always old people who said that turbulent rivers rarely drowned people, and it was precisely those calm rivers that were the most likely for people to drown.

This just shows that the most inconspicuous places are often deadly.

It's as if his father told him that the safest place is sometimes the most dangerous.

Crises are often hidden not in the most conspicuous places, but in the most mundane and even insignificant places.

This butterfly may turn into a monster that eats people and does not spit out bones, which is not an exaggeration, because he knows that this place is a boundless domain!

With full defense, Meng Shu continued to carefully hug his body and walk forward.

The further you go inside, the denser the colorful butterflies become.

Just now, those things were just lying on the stone wall next to them, but now, some of those butterflies have reached the top of the cave.

After Meng Shu took a closer look at the butterflies, with a little vigilance in his eyes, he lowered his head and continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, Meng Shu suddenly heard a commotion behind him.

That's the sound of those black bats flapping their wings to take off.

After Meng Shu heard the voice, he immediately turned around and looked behind him.

Why did those bats suddenly fly away?

Meng Shu felt that something was wrong, something must have happened.

However, he looked around, but found no clues.

Everything around him was still the same as before, but Meng Shu felt that something must have happened just now.

The bats must have known the danger and chose to leave their caves.

Being able to force bats to leave their homes, the more Meng Shu thought about it, the more he felt that things were not so simple.

He looked at the light coming from the mouth of the cave, and wondered whether he should go out with the bats or keep going.

After hesitating for a moment, Meng Shu suddenly turned around, no more, and walked towards the front hesitantly.

The sound of bats still flying behind him sounded.

Meng Shu walked forward without changing or hurrying, feeling the light disappearing little by little, and the surroundings dimmed little by little.

Meng Shu stretched out his hand and pinched a mantra, and then a wisp of fire burned in his fingertips.

In the past few days, Meng Shu has been practicing, although he still can't fly against the wind, but he can use some small spells, such as this one.

Walking inside, there were still butterflies roosting on the stone wall, but they did not flee after seeing the firelight, but still lay there leisurely, flickering their wings from time to time.

In this way, Mengshu did not dare to underestimate these butterflies.

This butterfly must not be simple.

He really can't completely ignore these butterflies now, and every time he looks at it, Mengshu has a feeling that something is going to happen.

I walked for a while, until the fluttering sound behind me from time to time had completely disappeared.

Meng Shu closed his eyes and thought to himself, those black bats have already flown away!

It's just that he doesn't know, in the end, what will happen.

It felt like the gloomy blue-yellow sky before a storm.

Mengshu really feels this way at this moment.

If it had been before, he would have swaggered forward, and he would not have been afraid of anything at all.

But now he can't, because he knows that this place is not a human world, this place is a place where there are monsters, and this place is a place where the Holy Spirit of the Three Realms is gathered.

Here, a random thing that comes out is a demon that he can't win.

And Meng Shu is not a person who likes to work hard, he thinks that dying casually is the stupidest thing.

However, Mengshu never planned to go out.

Because, find that thing earlier.

He felt that there must be something in this.

But if he goes out now, if he dreams a lot all night, most of their day's efforts will be completely in vain, and I am afraid they will have to start all over again.

Meng Shu kept an eye on the butterflies, feeling that the thing might explode from time to time.

As he went, the road became narrower and narrower, and Mengshu's body was lower than before.

In the end, Mengshu could only crawl forward.

But even though he was crawling on the ground, Mengshu still didn't forget to pay attention to the butterflies.

He feared that if he didn't pay attention to these things, something would happen.

These things seem to be silent, but if they really move, Meng Shu feels that he may really not be able to withstand these things.

It was just a butterfly just now, so he could see that those things were hallucinating, but if those things flipped their wings together in front of him, then, in the end, he felt, he might really be led into the illusion.

Therefore, the presence of these butterflies is one of the deadliest dangers.

So he had to keep an eye on these things.

If those things really broke out suddenly, Meng Shu was really not sure if he could solve it.

In the last paragraph, he kept crawling forward.

On the dark road, Meng Shu only walked forward with a small flame of fire.

I don't know how long I climbed, Meng Shu just felt a little sore in his waist.

Several times, Meng Shu wanted to straighten up and stretch, but just as he was about to move, he found a stone above his head.

So when he finally couldn't take it anymore, he turned over and leaned towards the top of the cave, and lay there for a while.

When the soreness in his body had eased somewhat, Meng Shu turned over again and crawled forward.

The further you go inside, the more water falls from the top.

The water wasn't that cold, probably because it was in the cave.

Further on, water began to appear on the ground.

Mengshu crawled there, and his body gradually became soaked.

The clothes were tightly attached to the body, and it was a little uncomfortable.

But Mengshu ignored it directly.

When I was young, this kind of thing was completely commonplace.

At that time, he and Meng Yang often practiced in those primeval forests, and sometimes when it rained rainably, they didn't find a cave to hide from the rain, so they were always outside in the rain, and their whole bodies were wet, and sometimes a few bloodsucking insects would crawl into their bodies, because their bodies were wet, so they couldn't feel those things.

Sometimes it wasn't until after the rain had passed and the sky cleared up, when Meng Shu and Meng Yang took off their clothes, that they found that their bodies were full of holes in the bites.

Methods, Meng Yuan has taught them, but everything has to be acted.

Meng Yuan let them continue to experience when they were the youngest.

Although Mrs. Meng felt very sorry for these two children, he knew that they were boys, and if they were girls, she would have protected them tightly, but they were two boys.

She wanted her children to be as strong as their fathers, at least, when she and Meng Yuan left, they could walk in this world fearlessly, without being bullied by anyone.

Meng Shu heard a voice not far away, the voice was leisurely, some ethereal, some unreal.

The small flame on the fingertips looked very faint, like the ethereal sound.

He couldn't hear what it was or if someone was talking, and the faint sound made Meng Shu feel very confused.

It's like when I saw the butterfly flapping its wings just now.

There was a strange feeling that kept echoing in his mind, as if some colorful colors were falling one after another, and he looked at those things, and watched them fall one after another.

Those colorful things made Meng Shu feel a little stiff, and he stared at those things with his eyes. What the hell is that?