Wei Xiaojuan looked at the mountain road in front of her and said, "Actually, Longshi and I also have a son named Longmen. Longmen had not yet married when he was twenty-five years old. Because the family is too poor, who wants to marry other girls? Longmen's father took him to the mountains to dig up precious medicinal materials, hoping to pick Ganoderma lucidum or ginseng or something, sell them at a good price, and finally marry a daughter-in-law for Longmen. But who knows, that time, because of the light rain, the mountain road was very slippery, and the dragon gate slipped to the Broken Soul Cliff, but his father didn't even find the bones. ”

When Wei Xiaojuan talked about that sad past, she still felt a faint pain in her heart.

Su Xianrong comforted Wei Xiaojuan and said, "Aunt Wei, don't be sad. It's been more than two decades. ”

Wei Xiaojuan said: "I know that many things will not be lost again, my son is dead, even if it is, I can't let anything happen to the two of you." I'm going to tell you about my son that the Broken Soul Cliff ahead is very steep, so you must be careful. ”

Song Ruilong stopped, looked at the cliff, and then turned back to Su Xianrong and said, "Rongrong, take care of Aunt Wei, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Wei Xiaojuan was already sitting on a stone and said, "Lord Song, there is a ravine in front of you, and that ravine is where my husband fell and broke his leg, and if you go thirty steps further, you will see a very steep cliff, which is the Broken Soul Cliff." ”

Song Ruilong first walked to the ravine where the dragon stone fell. The ravine was not very deep, but there were many stones bulging in it, and if someone slipped down, if he accidentally touched his head on the sharp rocks, his life would be immediately reinstated. But if that person's leg or arm hits a stone, that person's hand or arm can easily be broken.

Song Ruilong also flew into the ravine to take a look, and he was sure that Longshi was not lying. Then he flew out of the ravine and followed a very narrow path, and went up thirty paces.

At about thirty paces, Song Ruilong stopped, because it was already the top of the Broken Soul Cliff. Beneath the Broken Soul Cliff was a thick fog, and nothing could be seen.

Wei Xiaojuan said that this Broken Soul Cliff looks terrifying, but after passing through that layer of dense fog, you can go down to the bottom of the cliff.

Song Ruilong didn't know if Wei Xiaojuan's words were true or false, but he believed that Wei Xiaojuan didn't need to lie, if she lied, it must be that she didn't understand the situation under the Broken Soul Cliff.

Song Ruilong was about to jump down the cliff, and Su Xianrong shouted next to Song Ruilong: "Brother Song, let me go down and have a look." ”

Song Ruilong turned his head to look at Su Xianrong and said, "This mountain cliff is not very deep. You forget, Aunt Wei said that the willow iron plate used a rope of about 100 zhang to go down to the bottom of the Broken Soul Cliff, and found a flat ground there, which means that this cliff is not the deepest, but when we look at the top of the cliff, we feel that the clouds and fog are surrounding below, so we are afraid, so others call it the Broken Soul Cliff. One hundred zhang, for me, I am still sure that I will come up alive. ”

Su Xianrong said: "Aunt Wei told us that if you really want to see the situation under this cliff, you can also enter from another road." ”

Song Ruilong was a little surprised and said, "That means that there is a mountain road leading to the outside of the cliff at the bottom of this cliff?" Right? ”

Su Xianrong nodded.

Song Ruilong said with an excited smile: "If that's the case, then I know why the person who was pushed off the cliff disappeared?" ”

Song Ruilong flew to the bottom of the cliff with a vertical body.

There were many branches under the cliff, and with the force of the branches, he jumped several times on several protruding rocks before passing through the fog and falling to the bottom of the cliff.

After Song Ruilong checked at the bottom of the cliff, he found that there was a square place under the cliff, which was relatively spacious and flat, but the geology was very hard, and if a person fell from a place 100 zhang high, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

Song Ruilong looked at other places, and he found a path that led to the outside, but he didn't know where that path would lead.

Song Ruilong walked along the road with curiosity.

The path was winding, uneven, and very difficult to walk, but Song Ruilong always felt as if he was going down the mountain.

I don't know how long I walked, Song Ruilong finally saw a bamboo forest.

The bamboos were planted by the villagers near Yunlai Mountain, and these bamboos were also the capital that many people relied on to survive, but Song Ruilong saw that the bamboos seemed to be sick, the leaves were yellow, and many of them withered and died.

Song Ruilong is worried about those ordinary people again.

At this time, Song Ruilong found that in the bamboo forest, there was a person wearing coarse cloth clothes and a straw hat working in the bamboo forest.

Song Ruilong was still dressed as a ranger at this time, he slowly walked behind the common man, and asked very politely: "Fellow, what are you doing here?"

The man in the straw hat didn't raise his head, but kept bending over to work, and said, "Don't you see that I'm catching ants?"

Song Ruilong looked at the bamboos, and saw many big black ants climbing up and down on the bamboos, as if they were rushing to a market.

Song Ruilong looked at it again, all the bamboos had big ants on them, and many of the leaves of the bamboos were eaten up by the big ants, and they also bit out a lot of holes in those bamboos, and the bamboos were about to wither.

Song Ruilong didn't know about these situations, so he first slowed down Zhao Zhenxiong's case, wanting to ask about the situation of the big ant.

Song Ruilong walked quickly to the side of the common man and asked, "Fellow, since there are ants here, why don't you kill them with poison?"

"Hey-" The old man let out a long sigh, stood up, and looked at the ants crawling up and down all over the bamboo, and said to Song Ruilong, "It seems that this ant can't be caught." My wife and son all said that this year's bamboo will die if it dies, and it may be better next year. But I'm just not reconciled! I planted this bamboo forest one by one, I personally watered and fertilized it, last year and the year before that, you see-" The old man pointed to a dozen bamboos ten paces away, "The dozen bamboos are the thickest, and there is an adult's thigh-thick thigh, I originally wanted to wait for these dozen bamboos to grow, I will cut them down, and then make a bamboo raft and go to the Anning River to catch fish and sell them." But now it's good, those damn ants have bitten those bamboos with holes, and now let alone making bamboo rafts, even building houses, no one else dares to use them. ”

Song Ruilong looked at the entire piece of bamboo, which was bitten by ants, and he felt very uncomfortable, and said, "Fellow, how many bamboo forests do we have here?"