"Brother Mengzi, hurry up, hurry up, the smell of blood here is extremely strong, the white-fronted tiger should have just escaped from here, catch it and sell its high-grade tiger skin, and we can both change the fine bow of the deputy hand." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "A young man with slightly dark skin, a handsome face, and strong muscles, carrying an arrow bag on his shoulder, hanging a hunting knife and leather bag on his waist, while running wildly towards the dense forest in front of him, while shouting behind him with a bright face, as if the white tiger was already a thing.

This young man is naturally Ling Er, although Ling Er is only fifteen years old at this time, after three years of hard training and hunting, from the perspective of body shape, he is already as strong as an adult hunter.

"Ling'er, don't chase it, we have gone deep into the hinterland of Qiyun Mountain, and very few hunters have entered it, and the danger is unknown." Zhang Meng chased after Ling Er with a worried face, thinking about how to persuade him.

As if she hadn't heard his voice, Ling Er only occasionally stopped to sniff the faint smell of blood that was scattered in the air, and after determining the direction, she continued to run forward.

Zhang Meng shouted in the back that he regretted that he shouldn't have brought him in, but at this time, in a hurry, there was no better way to dissuade him, so he had no choice but to continue chasing.

In the old forest of Qiyun, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, covering the sky and the sun. There are few shrubs in the forest, all of them are towering thousand-year-old trees, the branches of the trees are intertwined, and the flourishing branches and leaves stretch out like turquoise clouds, covering the blue sky tightly. Under the damp foliage of the ground is often slippery, soft mud and rotting wood. Clumps of vines and a mess of creeping plants make walking more difficult.

Ling Er's body suddenly stopped, he pulled out the hunting knife pinned to his waist with his right hand, grasped it tightly, and held it across his chest, his face full of vigilance.

Fortunately, Zhang Meng was not too close to Ling Er, and when he saw Ling Er's abnormality, he immediately reacted and stopped the momentum.

"Brother Mengzi, did you hear any strange sounds?" Ling Er was alert as she observed her surroundings as she slowly retreated to approach Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng looked stunned for a moment, and then carefully listened to the movements around him. He turned around and looked around.

"The sound seems to be behind us, you listen, it seems that there is also a faint sound from the left and right, the sound of animals crawling in a mess, you listen." Ling Er turned around and said directly to Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng saw that Ling Er's face was serious, not like a joke, and then he listened carefully again.

"It doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary." Zhang Meng's face was full of doubts, "It won't be your fuss." ”

"No, listen to the sound, it seems to be getting closer and closer to us, something must be approaching us, I'll climb up the tree to see what is going on." Ling Er frowned and shook her head, her face definitely had to be said.

Ling Er pinned the hunting knife in his hand to his waist, selected a vigorous ancient tree, grabbed the trunk with both hands, curled his legs, and held the trunk between his knees, hunched his waist. With both hands pinched upward, the knees quickly moved upward, and the speed was so fast that they climbed to a branch.

His eyes were fixed, and he carefully observed the four blows, and there was nothing unusual in his eyes.

Suddenly, his complexion turned white in an instant, and his whole body was as if he had no bones, and he was so soft that he almost fell. Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly calmed down.

"Brother Mengzi, come up, hurry, it's termites, it's an ant tide, hurry!" Ling Er shouted anxiously at Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng naturally saw his reaction clearly, and when he heard his shout, he no longer had any doubts in his heart, and quickly crawled to Ling Er.

Ling Er saw that Zhang Meng had come up, he breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and pointed, and said to Zhang Meng with a nervous expression: "Look there." ”

Zhang Meng looked in the direction of his finger, his eyes were dull for a while, and his face was full of unbelievability, "This, this, how is it possible, I have never heard of so many termites in the mountains." We're going to die here today. After speaking, he sighed as if resigned to his fate, and unconsciously felt that a happy figure wearing a white fox jacket appeared in his mind.

I saw that nearly thirty zhang away in front of me, the damp leaf layer under the tree was quickly submerged by a layer of white waves, and everywhere I saw, there was a white expanse, and quickly spread towards them, and in the blink of an eye, I arrived at the place where Ling Er and Zhang Meng were less than twenty zhang of the ancient tree.

"No, they weren't coming at us, they didn't seem to be trying to surround us. Did you go to the mountains? Ling Er's brows were tightly knit, and her eyes flashed with a calm look that did not match her actual age.

Although he said this, he did not show any slackness, but instead scanned the surroundings, carefully looking for the opportunity to save their lives if they made a mistake in judgment.

When Zhang Meng heard this, he also came back to his senses, his eyes swept from the ant tide, and he suddenly felt that what Ling Er said made sense, and his face returned to a trace of blood.

As he spoke, Bai Lang had already rushed to the place where Ling'er and Zhang Meng were located, although Ling'er's tone was sure that the termites were not coming because of them, but his heart still raised his throat, and he saw that the white ant tide was crawling less than two feet below him, his back was cold, and his scalp was numb.

When they saw the ant tide forward rushing through the ancient wood where they were located, Ling Er and Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, but they still held their breath at this time, not daring to make any sound.

After about half a tea time, Ling Er and Zhang Meng saw that the ant tide had gone away, and quickly slid down the ancient tree, ignoring the dampness under the tree, and their whole bodies collapsed on the ground, leaving only bursts of heavy breathing.

"Brother Mengzi, how is it, just now I found out in time to save your life, how can you repay me." Ling Er looked at Zhang Meng with a look of invitation, and said to Zhang Meng in amusement.

Although Zhang Meng knew that Ling Er was joking with himself, he blushed when he thought that he was half scared to death just now. He took out his big hand, patted the back of Ling Er's head, put on a serious look, and said, "I have carefully taught you the art of bow and arrow for three years, and I haven't asked you for anything in return. ”

Ling Er laughed twice, moved her body, and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

"Brother Mengzi, what do you want, as long as it is within my ability, I promise to get it for you." Ling Er patted her chest and made a promise.

Zhang Meng was happy in his heart, and a person appeared in his mind, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not time, so he said vaguely: "Let's talk about it later."

When the two were chatting, their vigilance was greatly reduced, and the ant tide just now scared the two of them physically and mentally, and they were completely unaware that the danger was approaching them.

A head oval, the whole body has yellow and black rings arranged alternately, the tail is short and blunt, the small snake with a long meter length is hidden under a bush not far from Zhang Meng, two mung bean-sized eyes show a bloodthirsty and fierce light, staring at Ling Er and Zhang Meng leaning under the ancient tree in front of them, the oval snake head can vaguely see the bright red letter stretching and shrinking.

Suddenly, it curled up like a tightened bow, and with a "whoosh" sound, it rushed out and bit straight at Zhang.

A black line flashed in front of Zhang Meng's eyes, and it was obviously too late for him to react, only to feel a pain in the calf muscles of his left lower limbs.

As soon as the little snake succeeded, its body shrank and flicked, and it wanted to attack Ling Er next to Zhang Meng again.

Ling Er had obviously noticed that the little snake wanted to attack her, her thighs shrank, and a donkey rolled to the side, and at the same time touched the leather bag on her waist. The little snake slammed into the air, twisted its body, and landed firmly opposite Ling Er.

"It's a golden armor belt!" Ling Er's body was startled, and her eyes quickly glanced at Zhang Meng's condition, only to see that his face was pale and his face was sweating profusely, and he suddenly shouted that it was not good.

Ling Er touched the leather pouch hanging from his waist with his left hand, only to see him take out a pouch containing gray powder from it, and quickly untie it and pour it into his right hand.

The little snake seemed to realize the danger, and the snake letter swallowed slightly, revealing its two fangs, and its body quickly bounced up, rushing towards Ling Er again.

The speed of the little snake was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than half a meter away from Ling Er. Ling Er's expression was grim, her body arched slightly, and the powder in her right hand sprinkled out against the black shadow like a heavenly maiden's scattered flowers, and at the same time, her body leaned to the side, dodging the black shadow's attack.

The little snake passed through the gray powder, and its head and body were inevitably stained. The gray powder seemed to have a fatal effect on the little snake, and after its slender body slammed into the ground, it could only crawl there with a soft body.

Ling Er was overjoyed, drew a hunting knife, and slashed at the snake's head. The little snake's body twitched and swayed a few times, and there was no movement.

He thought for a moment, and then quickly sprinkled some gray powder around to reassure.

"Brother Mengzi, how are you?" Ling Er asked as she gently used her hunting knife to cut open Zhang Meng's pants from her wound. I saw that the wound was red and swollen around the bite of the small snake, with goosebumps, blurred flesh and blood, and black blood.

Zhang Mengqiang sat up slightly upright, smiled reluctantly and said to Ling Er: "It's okay, it's not very toxic, don't worry." ”

Ling Er was not a stupid person, so he could naturally see that Zhang Meng was pretending to be calm and comforting himself.

"Come on, I'll help you get the poison out!" Ling Er felt guilty when she thought that she insisted on going deep into the belly of Qiyun Mountain and causing the poisoning of Brother Mengzi, who was also a teacher and friend, and she didn't even think about it, so she put her mouth on Zhang Meng's wound and sucked it carefully.

Zhang Meng wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so he sighed and followed him.

Ling Er sucked and spit out in his mouth, repeating it several times until Zhang Meng's wound no longer flowed black blood. He took the water bag handed over by Zhang Meng, rinsed his mouth, and his expression relaxed a lot.

What the two never expected was that the black blood from Zhang Meng's wound was gone, but the blood was not stopping.

Ling Er's expression showed a hint of panic, and she suddenly felt at a loss. Seeing his flustered appearance, Zhang Meng's heart was warm, as if he had completely forgotten his injury.

Ling Er's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of brightness, but then a faint doubt appeared. A piece of information flashed through his mind just now, but when he tried to pursue it carefully, he felt a little unable to think of it.

He shook his head, and said to Zhang Meng with a decisive expression: "I have a way to stop the bleeding, wait for me." After speaking, he immediately got up and picked up his bow and arrows and ran towards the deeper part of Qiyun Mountain, ignoring Zhang Meng's shouts.