There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book, which is really true, although Jing Chong does not know the font on the book, but he still understands a lot of mysteries and mysteries from the full picture album.

Invisibly, he only felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, more and more transparent, and even abandoned everything in a blur, completely forgetting himself, and every animal skin became a world of its own, even if Jing Chong was dazed and ignorant, he was still intoxicated and difficult to pull himself out.

It wasn't until night fell again that a thick book was seen by him, Mu Ne's eyes were a little astigmatistic, his mind was blank, and he seemed to have no gain, but he could clearly feel that his state of mind had become incomparably solid, steady as a mountain, and thunder could not move.

And at the time of this indulgent study, Jing Chong didn't know that the original pain on his body and the sequelae after the arrival of malaria seemed to have evaporated out of thin air and lost traces, of course, he was still immersed in the intoxication of losing himself, and he didn't realize these at all.

At this time, except for the unusually harsh sound that he could clearly feel from his abdomen, everything else seemed insignificant, and the comfort brought by the disappearance of the pain on his body made him forget everything even more.

I don't know how long it took, the war in his belly became more and more intense, and then he pulled his nerves to whirl him out of that mystery, and almost subconsciously waved his hands, and he realized the subtle changes that had occurred in his body.

But all the while, he couldn't figure out why?

In a desperate situation, his life is in danger, and it is already precious to still retain this consciousness, and then choose to think wildly, it seems a little sorry for himself, so he did not deliberately think about this, and immediately left it completely behind.

One hand clutched his stomach, and the other hand stuffed the heavy beast skin book into his arms, no way, the people take food as the sky, and even if they don't eat, even if they are beaten with iron, their bodies will collapse.

Thinking of this, Jing Chong once again tentatively walked out of the hole, this time looking at the outside world, but there was no such pain as before, but because of the leap in the spiritual world, he suddenly had an urge to jump out of thin air.

He knows that he will die if he nests in this cave for a long time, but if he desperately climbs the mountain rock and goes straight up, there may still be a glimmer of life, and the desire to survive gradually makes him sober, and at the same time, he gradually understands some truths, life and death are determined by the sky, but since he is alive, he must bloom for life.

The optimistic attitude turned into brilliance and swayed in Jing Chong's heart again, and his aura also rose sharply at this time, and the next moment he saw his body turn, clenched his teeth, and jumped towards the green vine outside the cave entrance.

He didn't even know how he did it, he only knew one belief, and that was to escape from here.

Even so, at this time, as the night gradually fell, in the face of this dark bottomless abyss, Jing Chong was still faintly afraid, with the help of the trace of powerful feeling he had just tasted, he didn't dare to hesitate too much, and looked up at the green rattan that was also missing, and for the first time sprouted a feeling of control.

With enough strength on his arms, Jing Chong's feet kicked the ground, his body rubbed and made a soft sound, and then he jumped up easily like an ape, flying in mid-air, fluttering, clear and dripping, such a feeling even surprised him.

This can't help but make his mind whirl, when he was seriously injured before, climbing on the stone wall, it is difficult to take a step at every turn, and this is only after a day of hard work, the consumption of physical energy is not to mention for the time being, the war in this belly alone is difficult to quell, but in such a situation, he still has such strength.

The contrast between before and after comes so quickly that it can't help but make people feel like they are in a dream.

However, he didn't know that all of this had to be attributed to the animal skin scroll he was carrying in his arms.

It was precisely because he felt a trace of comprehension from above that he felt that his body was dripping and indescribably happy.

Now Zhou's body is as if he has suddenly been baptized by the aura between heaven and earth, and there is a hot air that moves up and down for no reason, supporting his body, as if he wants to drive him to fly.

With a vigorous body and a body as light as a swallow, it didn't take much effort at all, and Jing Chong had already strung up along the green vine with a height of five or six zhang.

However, when he arrived here, under the reflection of the bright moon, he clearly saw that the green vines that continued to extend upwards along his hands came to an abrupt end, and the sudden change couldn't help but make people scramble, Jing Chong had to frown and choose to examine the degree again.

Fortunately, he still had some strength to spare, even if he hung in the air for a long time, he couldn't put too much load on himself, and a pair of eyes looked along the stone wall around the green vine, and soon found something to climb on the wall again.

Not far from the left in front of him, on the originally smooth stone wall, a huge crack suddenly appeared, this crack seemed to be formed naturally, and it broke abruptly from the mountain stream, and its gap was only three feet, just enough to hold a person.

Seeing this, Jing Chong's eyes suddenly flashed with a touch of fanatical joy, at this time he suddenly felt that Zhou's body was full of strength, almost without the slightest hesitation, he waved the green vine in his hand, his body jumped forward, and his palms stretched out at the same time, just stuck in the rough crack.

After having a foothold, Jing Chong was like a tiger with wings this time, he climbed up desperately with his hands and feet along the cracks in the stones, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, blood appeared on the palms of his hands, and even the broken straw shoes on his feet had exposed their toes.

However, such a test is not difficult to Jing Chong, who is full of desire to survive, he climbs up step by step, like a stoic wolf in the dark, he is silent, but his eyes are like electric wind, once he locks on the target and dies, he will not stop.

Finally, after going through many tests, he still reached the top.

When he grabbed a boulder on the shore of the cliff with one hand, he didn't know where the strength came from, and the green tendons on his arm bulged, as if the blood vessels were about to explode, and at the same time, he saw that his body suddenly jumped up, and after a few shakes in mid-air, he stood firmly on the spot, panting and came to the cliff bank.

Holding his body strongly, Jing Chong did not choose to rest immediately, but just stared at the bright moon in the sky with a pair of cold eyes, it was like a steel knife, it tore the smoke cloud of the void in an instant, and what appeared in front of him was the huge bright moon like a wheel.

Seeing this bright moon, Jing Chong's heart fluctuated, fortunately, there was still a trace of strength in his body to support him, but seeing his trembling lips squirm for a moment, even his teeth were clucking in this trembling, and at the same time, the cold voice also permeated the edge of the cliff.

"When I Jing Chong stands here again, I must use the blood of the enemy to pay tribute to Cangyue!"

As the words fell, I don't know where he got the courage, he waved his left hand up, gently put it to his lips, shook his body, and saw the red blood droplets dripping down the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care about this, just gently stretched out his fingers, and let the blood beads fall on the deep cliff in the wind.

Looking through every drop of blood, the sky moon was quickly dyed into a ferocious and tyrannical blood moon.

Jing Chong, who had done all this, finally couldn't support it, his thin body swayed for a long time, due to the hunger in his abdomen, coupled with the blood loss he had just measured, he only felt that his legs were weak and completely paralyzed in place.

The violent panting made his chest rise and fall, and even an iron body could not withstand such a toss.

Besides, he was still a twelve-year-old child, and it was a miracle that he could do this on his own.

After breathing fiercely for a while, a moment of rest did make Jing Chong recover a lot of strength, trembling his hands to support his body, and under the support of his strong will, he broke free from the palm of death and stood up straight again.

The spot trembled for a moment, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he calmed down, without any extra words, turned around and staggered towards the bottom of the mountain, and in a blink of an eye he had disappeared into the lonely jungle.