Zhu Yongxing woke up from a coma and nightmares and found himself lying on a stone on the bank of a river, half of his body soaked in the water. He had a terrible headache and a full stomach, but he still remembered that he and Li Changqi went hunting with a musket, and while wading through a rapids in the mountains, he stumbled and was washed down, and drifted straight to a deep pool with the rushing stream. Then he was pulled to the bottom of the deep pool by a powerful suction, and struggled in a black tunnel that seemed to be endless, and then he didn't know anything.

Shaking his head vigorously, Zhu Yongxing temporarily got rid of what seemed to be a memory and a nightmare in his mind. Then he slowly got to his feet, staggered ashore, and lay down on the soft riverbank, panting for breath. After a long time, Zhu Yongxing regained some strength, sat up, and looked around, it was like a small valley in the middle of the mountains, and an unknown river flowed slowly.

"Lao Li, Lao Li." Facing a completely unfamiliar environment, Zhu Yongxing felt dazed and helpless, he opened his mouth and shouted twice, only to find that his voice was hoarse. Except for the sound of water, there is silence all around, and the silence makes people palpitate and feel ominous. This made Zhu Yongxing very nervous, so nervous that he hurriedly took off the musket still on his back and held it firmly in his hand. Although the gunpowder in the musket was soaked and could not be fired immediately, it gave Zhu Yongxing some support and comfort.

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The pale red clouds give people a warm feeling, and the green grass along the way is dotted with purple, yellow and red flowers, their petals spread out like trays, and in the middle are tender yellow stamens, which are cheerfully bearing the sun and endless wonderful dreams.

But Zhu Yongxing walked all the way along the river, but he always felt that the silence was full of insidiousness, and everything around him seemed to confront him with cold solemnity. He was very eager to meet someone as soon as possible, preferably to meet Li Changqi, know what kind of place this was, and take him away from this strange and dark Lin Mang.

disappointed, but always accompanied Zhu Yongxing, he could only walk along the river, and did not dare to step towards the dense jungle for the time being. Zhu Yongxing had heard what it was like to be in the jungle, with leeches in the sewage puddles, locusts on the leaves, and poisonous insects in the grass......

Hey, a corner of yellow cloth was exposed behind a big stone by the river in front of him, Zhu Yongxing was overjoyed, and walked a few steps quickly, but then slowed down again. A man lay face down in the shallow water behind the stones, looking at his clothes and hairstyle, but he was not a familiar person. And, it seems, the man is dead. Well? What kind of clothes is this, and how does it look like a costume from a movie?

When he came to him, Zhu Yongxing hesitated, reached out and turned the person over, touched the pulse on his neck, and then shook his head, this person was indeed dead. He reached out again to puff away the long hair stuck to the corpse's face, and the moment he saw this person's appearance, Zhu Yongxing had a strange feeling, as if he was seeing another self, or looking in the mirror.

Elephant, quite elephant, Zhu Yongxing subconsciously touched his face. After restabilizing his mind, Zhu Yongxing continued to look up and down, what was going on, he was puzzled, and felt a little confused and weird. After a long time, he reached out and pulled the body up the river beach and untied a small package from the deceased's waist. When I opened it, I saw that the bag contained a square seal and several objects that looked like small gold ingots. Copper or gold? Zhu Yongxing weighed the weight in his hand, and looked at the inscription on the seal, and he recognized it as "the seal of the prince of Min".

There were suddenly a few roars of beasts in the distance, Zhu Yongxing looked up at the sky, and although there were too many doubts in his heart, he still decided to leave. This guy, forget it, who made you look like me, sell some strength, let you settle in the ground, lest you be bitten by wild beasts! I'll keep your stuff for the time being, and when I get out of here, I might be able to find your family to collect you!

Zhu Yongxing dragged the body into a dirt pit, buried it hastily with dirt and stones, and made a mark. When he buried the deceased, who looked so cool as himself, he suddenly had a sense of confusion, as if his consciousness had drifted away from his body and was looking at his body from the outside. This caused his mind to fall into a brief period of confusion and chaos, so that he lost his mind for a long time. When the last thing was done, Zhu Yongxing couldn't help but sigh deeply, then looked at the direction of the sun again, plucked up his courage, turned around and walked slowly towards the jungle along a road that seemed to be walked by someone.

On his head hangs the community of life, and at his feet is a kudzu vine and wattle stick. Although there seemed to be a road, the wild vines with hooks and thorns tripped Zhu Yongxing's legs from time to time. The jungle was thick and dense, and the bright sunlight could not penetrate the canopy of leafy leaves, except for a few specks of light occasionally peeked through the mesh. Unknown trees hung with net-like aerial roots, swaying slightly, like a row of nooses. As far as the eye can see, there is a tunnel that leads to a bottomless abyss, and every step is a daunting adventure. Fucking ×, is this the damn tropical jungle?

Zhu Yongxing finally stopped his tired footsteps and shook his head in distress. Chopping through thorns, yes, that's a good word, but with the multi-functional field knife he carried with him, he was obviously not up to such a glorious and arduous task. I don't know how far Lu Dao has gone, but I know that Lu Dao is now panting, sweating all over his face, his clothes have long been soaked with sweat, his stomach has begun to rumble, and his wet scrotum is itching unbearably.

At this time, a kind of flowing noise faintly came, Zhu Yongxing listened carefully, concluded that it was not the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and couldn't help but speed up his pace happily. The sound grew clearer, and the power of the hope that arose spontaneously was endless, and he pulled out the branches and leaves that stood in his way, shook off the stumbling vines, and pressed forward. After about twenty minutes he came to a brook, which was covered by green trees, and the tinkling of the brook was the most beautiful and heartfelt song.

This can be said to be heaven, Zhu Yongxing was inspired by this almost illusory scene, walked quickly to the stream, and bowed down to drink the stream water, the spring water was so clear and cool. He took off his clothes again, and happily stroked his sweat-soaked body, shivering with joy.

The stream in the dense forest makes Zhu Yongxing enjoy the quiet, fragrant and cool, and the birds chirp in the forest, which makes him fully feel the comfort after anxiety and the heartiness after exhaustion, which is God's reward for the victims. Moreover, there was a small shed not far from the stream, although it looked a little decayed and dilapidated, but there could be no greater luxury at this moment.

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