The middle-aged man glanced at the pillar that was pulling out the dagger hard, turned his head, looked at Long Zun very seriously, and said, "You really want to go up the mountain with us?"

Long Zun nodded affirmatively.

"Then let's go up the mountain together. The middle-aged man took the longbow on his back and shouted at the pillar that was still struggling with the dagger on the wooden house, "The pillar pack up and hurry on the road." ”

The pillar agreed, gave up studying the dagger on the wooden house, put an arrow on his back, and quickly chased after the middle-aged man who had already walked out.

When he passed by Long Zun's side, he made a provocative gesture of his fist, and then he trotted, followed closely behind the middle-aged man, and walked towards the mountain on the mountain road.

Long Zun turned around and returned to the place where the dagger was tied next to the wooden house, and his thumb and forefinger clamped the handle of the dagger, and he didn't see how to use force, and pulled it out easily.

The dagger was inserted back into the belt around his waist, and he walked back to the wooden house, picked up the bag next to the fire that had been extinguished, shook it lightly, and carried it on his shoulder, and then walked out of the wooden house and chased after the middle-aged uncle and nephew.

Daqingshan is the common name of several nearby mountains, and it is more accurate to say that it is called Daqingshan, than to call it Daqing Mountains.

In the middle of the day, the scorching sun was in the sky, and when it was almost noon, Long Zun and the middle-aged uncle and nephew came to a dense forest.

The middle-aged man stopped, turned his head to Long Zun and Zhuzi, and said, "Let's take a rest here and enter the forest." ”

After speaking, he put down the longbow in his hand, leaned against a big tree next to him with the quiver on his body, and the machete hanging from his waist was untied and inserted on the soft ground, and then the person leaned against the big tree, took out the kettle, and slowly drank the water in the kettle.

After walking all morning's mountain road, the pillar was already sweating profusely, and when he heard the words of the middle-aged man, he threw his bow and arrow to the ground, found a shady place to sit down, and drank the water in his kettle.

"Save some water and find water at night. The middle-aged man saw that the pillar drank water too violently, and then turned his head to look at Long Zun on the side, "You can drink some too." ”

He screwed the lid of the kettle and threw it to Long Zun.

Long Zun took the kettle, took two sips, felt not too thirsty, handed it back to the middle-aged man, and sat down next to the middle-aged man.

"With such a large forest, there must be a lot of prey!" Long Zun said as he looked at the forest on his right.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the forest and said, "What kind of forest is this, if you want to find the prey, you have to go inside, and the inside is the real old forest." ”

Long Zun nodded thoughtfully, he had never been to Daqing Mountain since he was a child, and at first he thought that when he saw the woods, there would be prey and he would be able to hunt.

The pillar that put down the kettle interjected: "At first glance, you have never been to Daqingshan, hunting is not a matter of strength, you will follow my second uncle for a while, my second uncle is a well-known hunter here, and coming to Daqingshan to hunt is as simple as returning to your own home." ”

Long Zun didn't mind the small look at the pillar, but arched his hand towards the middle-aged man and said, "When you enter the forest in a while, you have to rely on the old man a lot." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Since we are here together, I will take care of the places that can be taken care of, but when you enter the forest, everything must be under my command, don't mess in the forest." ”

"No problem, if you have something, the old man will tell me. Long Zun agreed.

"Almost, keep on your way, if it's too late, you won't be able to catch the next water source at night. The middle-aged man greeted and stood up first, carrying a longbow and quiver, and hanging a machete at his waist.

When Zhu Zi and Long Zun also packed up their ropes and said hello, he took the lead in entering the forest.

After entering the forest, the scorching sun disappeared, the temperature dropped, and it cooled down suddenly.

The trees in the forest are unevenly tall, and the canopy of branches and leaves is stacked one after another, and most of the light above the canopy is blocked, making the forest look much darker.

The middle-aged man walked in front of the three people, skillfully walking through the forest to lead the way, even if there were some trees and vines and other things blocking the road, all of them were cut by the middle-aged man with a machete, cutting a way.

After walking for about three or four miles, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped, turned around and made a silent gesture to Long Zun and the pillar.

Long Zun slowly leaned down, moved to the middle-aged man's side little by little, and followed the middle-aged man's gaze to see a fat gray rabbit foraging not far ahead.

The middle-aged man beckoned to the pillar behind him, and the pillar crept softly to squat down between the middle-aged man and Long Zun.

Then the middle-aged man pointed to the longbow in his hand, and then to the gray rabbit not far away.

The pillar nodded, carefully pulled out a feather arrow, hung it with a bowstring, moved the tip of the arrow to aim at the rabbit, and as soon as his fingers loosened the feathers at the tail of the arrow, the feather arrow flew out with a whoosh, hitting the rabbit's throat accurately.

Seeing that he had shot the rabbit, the pillar hurriedly ran over, picked up the rabbit, and looked at Long Zun with a provocative look in his eyes, which seemed to say, See, hunting is not just by strength.

Long Zun only smiled when he saw the pillar's provocation, followed the middle-aged man, and continued to walk deeper into the forest.

Zhuzi's performance seemed to be flattering the blind man, feeling bored, and he lowered his head and skillfully put the rabbit on his back with a rope, and only after he got it done, did he chase after Longzun and them, who had walked out more than ten meters away.

Before it was completely dark, he was led by a middle-aged man to a small stream.

The water of the stream was crystal clear, the water was not deep enough to cover the surface of the feet, and after the middle-aged man filled the kettle on himself and the pillar, he arranged for Long Zun and the pillar to get some dry firewood for life, and decided to spend the night in the creek.

With the help of the pillar, Long Zun and the pillar quickly picked up a large pile of hay and dry branch firewood.

In the evening, the three of them roasted and ate the rabbit they had hunted during the day, and then found a dry place to rest around the fire.

The flames above the fire writhed in a sexy and voluptuous dance, and the burning wood crackled.

Long Zun sat in front of the fire, numbly rummaging through the burning firewood in the fire with the firewood in his hand, but he was thinking in his heart whether he was right to come to Daqingshan this time.

From entering the mountain to the present, not to mention the elixir, even the ordinary medicinal materials for healing diseases have not been seen, and I can't help but wonder if there is any elixir on Daqing Mountain.

He had the intention to return along the same path after dawn, but he was worried that he would be ridiculed by the pillar who was a few years older than him if he went back empty-handed like this, and the young man always refused to admit defeat, even if he was a cultivator, he did not want to be ridiculed.

He turned his head to look in the dark direction on the other side of the fire, and the middle-aged man had said during the day that if he walked in that direction, he would enter the old forest of Daqing Mountain.

Since he was unwilling to leave, he had no choice but to pin his hopes there, hoping that the old forest would have the elixir he needed for cultivation.

"Can't you sleep?" the middle-aged man suddenly sat up from the ground, got up, walked to the fire and sat down.

Long Zun nodded and said, "A little insomnia." ”

The middle-aged man picked up the two pieces of firewood beside him, added them to the fire casually, and said at the same time: "Don't worry, the old forest has the kind of medicinal herbs you need." ”

Long Zun looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, although he did not deliberately hide his identity as a cultivator, he did not reveal it along the way.

The middle-aged man continued: "Every year, someone comes to me and asks me to take him to Daqingshan to look for things that seem to be called elixirs. ”

"Uncle, how did you guess my identity?" asked Long Zun.

"Don't forget, I'm an old hunter for many years, and you can tell at a glance who you are. The middle-aged man got up and went back to the hay on which he had been lying earlier and said, "Go to sleep, we have to go tomorrow." ”