Mountains and forests have never existed gently, and the weak and the strong here are vividly embodied, and perhaps the world is also learning from this...

In just half a day, going up the mountain alone made Mu San taste a little bitter, these are just the beginning, on the other side of the boulder is a huge and narrow valley, you can't see the head at a glance, as if the two mountains were split by a giant axe, the trees here are big and the crown is high, and the rain is much smaller.

After a short rest, he slowly walked down the valley, but he didn't encounter any other beasts along the way, and it seemed quiet and eerie.

Walking to a small pond of stagnant water, Mu San took water with both hands, ready to quench his thirst first.

Before the water reached his mouth, suddenly a birdsong like a scolding came, which frightened him with his hands and sprinkled his body, and then his ears rang, and his heart suddenly changed, and his complexion changed greatly, and he felt a "rumbling" sound in the distance, as if there was a flood of beasts attacking.

"It's not good, it's a flash flood, it won't be such a coincidence, I caught up!"

He hurriedly turned and ran towards the high ground behind him, the jagged leaves of the low locust grass cut like knives into the backs of his hands and legs, and he couldn't care about the pain for the time being.

This kind of valley area is most afraid of flash floods, the flood is roaring, and it is coming in an instant, and the speed of the rushing Mu San does not believe that he can escape.

As a result, to his great surprise, he really escaped, didn't he say that no one could escape under the torrent?

Running to the boulder at the top of the mountain, Mu San stopped, looked at the valley in wonder, who knew that after waiting for a long time, there was no flood, and there was no rush of wild beasts, only the sound of rain dripping in the valley.

Shouldn't it be like this, could it be that I'm hallucinating?

Mu San thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason, his senses have never been wrong, what's wrong?

After waiting for a while, he still didn't have any abnormalities, and his unyielding personality made him not ready to change direction, and he was going forward from the valley again, and he had to figure out what was going on.

This time, Mu San walked cautiously, and along the way, he concentrated all his attention on his senses, and probed carefully, and sure enough, he found many abnormalities.

It is so well watered and so full of pools that it should be a favorite place for many wild beasts, but there are no footprints of wild beasts.

Another example is that the valley is crisscrossed with weeds and shrubs, and it is not a one-sided situation, that is, there should not have been a flash flood.

If it weren't for the torrent, and the rumbling sound would have explained it like this, could it be a herd of beasts? What a huge herd of beasts should this momentum be?

He shook his head, and once again came to the pool of water, stopped, and pricked up his ears to listen.

It's the same birdsong again, but this time it's more clearly heard, it's indeed the sound from ahead.

Then he felt his ears ringing again, and his heart was bursting for a while, and a rumbling sound in the distance went straight to his heart, and this feeling was particularly uncomfortable, like the instinctive reaction of a person to the coming danger.

He subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape from this place, but there was something unspeakably wrong.

"Get out of here first."

This time it wasn't as hurried as last time, Mu San deliberately walked a little slower and returned to the highlands, as expected, nothing happened after waiting for a long time.

This is the problem, the senses don't deceive themselves, so what deceives him?

Kizo looked more closely at his surroundings, and he found that the trees in the entire valley had not been broken and trampled, and there were no scratches on the trees.

If it had been charged by the beasts, it would not have been as intact as it is now, and it would definitely be a mess.

Could it be that something is going on?

Attentiveness always finds flaws.

Mu San suddenly thought of the rumbling sound that he heard every time after the birdsong was affected by his ears.

It can't be this strange bird doing the trick, right?

Let's test it first...

This time he learned to be obedient, put away his short knife, took off his bow and arrows, and held them in his hands.

He walked to the waterhole and stood still, and the moment the birdsong in front of him came again, he immediately blocked his ears, jumped into the back of an ancient tree about two people thick beside him, and the rumbling sound was not heard again.

It's the ghost that makes it, this unknown ghost bird makes him so embarrassed, how can it not make him angry?

Mu Sanye, who prides himself on being an old hunter, was actually played by this little bird, which can be regarded as letting him see a thousand natures, which is full of wonders.

Mu San hated you so much: Capture you first, and see what ghost bird dares to trick me.

He found a few small leaves to plug his ears, lay on the back of the old tree, leaked half of his head, and looked in the direction of the birdsong, and sure enough, he found a dove about a foot long on the lower branch in the distance.

Saying that it was too late, he opened his bow and set up an arrow in one go, and the feather arrow "swished" and flew towards the dove.

Unexpectedly, the dove was more alert, flapped its wings and flew away, dodging an arrow that Mu San was very sure of.

Then the cry sounded even more sharply, rapid and piercing.

"It's broken, it's a hornet's nest."

With the shrill sound of birdsong, the dove swooped down towards his position.

Mu San slapped the ancient tree with remorse, put away his bow and arrows, pulled out his short knife, took a deep breath, and was about to cut it down.

Unbeknownst to him, the dove was not ready to face him fairly, and more shrill birdsong came from the side of the mountain, like a fryer, rushing out in a swarm.

Mu San really couldn't calm down at the moment, and he couldn't wait to slap himself a few times and curse a few words secretly.

When will it not be withdrawn? I'll see you next time.

Leaving a few cruel words, he hurriedly covered his ears and lowered his head to flee to the other side.

The sound of crackling is endless.

At this time, Mu San was so embarrassed and embarrassed, the hat on his head was pecked out of a few holes, his body was stained with a lot of bird feces and bird feathers, his clothes were tattered, and he didn't know that he thought he was running out of a mountain savage.

Fortunately, he didn't hold his head for too long, there was a half-human-high tree hole in front of him, which was just barely able to accommodate him, which gave him a chance to breathe, and at this moment he didn't care about his image, so he climbed into the hole with his hands and feet and hid.

After a long time, the birdsong outside gradually dispersed.

Mu San gritted his teeth with hatred, and he didn't know what kind of strange bird it was, this revenge must be avenged.

Smelling the smell of birds again, he looked at his image, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.

Lying on the ground for a long time, he dared to sneak out of the tree hole, carefully looked up at the sky, dark clouds covered the sun, and his vision was a little dim.

It's been a long time since he came out, and he really saw the danger of the mountains and forests, but unfortunately he still didn't find any traces of the clansmen, and his gloomy eyes lost the aura of his usual days, fortunately, this didn't last long, Mu San thought of the trust of the patriarch, the expectations of the clansmen and the waiting of the beauties, and his eyes became firm again.

He took a deep breath, tightened his clothes, and dodged forward, it seems that the dove just now gave him a lot of suffering, and also increased his memory, far away from the mountain forest, and then slowly got better.

Gradually, he noticed that there were fewer and fewer annoying locust grasses on the ground, and the green grass was slowly exposed, and he could occasionally see a few small wildflowers.

Suddenly, a small beast with a beautiful body and a pure white hare, which seemed to be a hare, stopped in his sight, stood up, shook its head and looked at him, extremely funny, and then lowered its body and galloped past, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"It's a beast."

This beast is extremely fast, good at camouflage, if unfortunately caught by the hunter, it will immediately show a begging expression, hugging its paws forward, bowing its head, it is very interesting, because it is psychic, so few people hunt them, this is their way of survival.

Exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, which felt that the cold rain and cold air had been dispelled a lot, ignoring it, and carved a three-legged golden crow mark on the ancient tree beside him, he had made many marks along the way, but unfortunately he had not found what Lin Weige left behind.

"Brother Lin, where the hell are you?"

Mu San really wanted to shout a few times at the moment, vent, presumptuous...

Turning around a huge mountain rock protrusion, the canyon in front of me suddenly opened up, and the sky was much brighter.

Large, half-human-tall mushrooms are colorful and connected in a row, wildflowers are everywhere, and the smell of earth is also blowing in the face.

At the end of the valley in front is a huge lake 100 zhang wide, and the mountain spring in the distance rushes down, forming a large waterfall and stirring up bursts of mist, which is a magnificent and beautiful natural wonderland.

Mu San was stunned by the scenery of nature at this time.

What a beautiful place!

He just looked around to enjoy the beautiful scenery, looking around like a child, and inadvertently let go of his vigilance, thinking only of jumping into the lake and taking a good swim now.

He wanted to relax, but he had to ask if this fairyland would say yes, and what was beautiful on the surface could also hide a murderous motive, and a white object suddenly attacked him from the top of his head.

Mu San was shocked, his body instinctively fell backwards, and he lay on his back in the grass behind him, but fortunately the ground was soft, and if it was gravel, it would be miserable.

But his legs didn't have time to dodge, and he was shot by this white object, and he couldn't move on the ground, so he had to struggle with his legs desperately.

A black shadow in the sky was immediately pressed down, and before he could break free, he was about to be hit, and at the last moment, he had to force the back of his legs together, and his body almost slid out against the black shadow.

"Bang", the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, splashing grass crumbs flying, when the dust settled, Mu San saw clearly, it turned out to be a huge mountain spider, eight-legged on the ground, standing up half a head taller than him, a pair of fangs flashing with a cold light was grinning at him.

No matter how vicious the image Mu San is, he will not be afraid, but his legs are dressed, he can't stand up at all, and his strength is greatly reduced, so he has to stare vigilantly at every move of the mountain spider.

The mountain spider didn't give him a chance to react at all, and its huge belly jerked back, and then suddenly pressed down.

"Not good,"

In a flash, he propped his left palm on the ground, and his body rolled to the right, barely dodging another white cobweb.

If he was shot, his entire body would be glued to the ground, and he would have to be caught, with unimaginable consequences.

The flexibility of Mu San's body was fully exerted, and while rolling, he leaned forward and threw the short knife in his hand vigorously.

The huge belly of the short knife flying mountain spider, with the inertia downward, cut a long gap in the soft belly, and the green mucus flowed all over the ground, staining a large area under the body.

It screamed and roared in pain, and was about to step forward, when a golden arrow pierced through its mouth and pierced the back of its head, and it fell to the ground with a bang as it advanced, dusty, and struggled a few times, but no longer moved.