Yang Momo's heart seemed to be sucking the darkness in the canyon like a sponge at the moment, and then it began to expand like a surging tide; His voice seemed to pop out of his throat but could not make a sound, as if there were countless deep eyes on his back that were slapping his soul with a deep and solemn gaze. Yang Momo seemed to be slightly dizzy, but it was only a flash of lightning; He can't be weak, he has to be strong.

Yang Momo suddenly thought of Liu Yiyi, her fair face was like a full moon illuminating him, her warm smile was like a warm sun licking him, and her sweet voice was like a warm spring breeze blowing on him. Yang Momo suddenly stopped being frightened and calmed down. Glide steadily into the deeper part of the canyon. I saw it, I finally saw it, the blue light and the flame-like light at the bottom of the valley.

There was no choice, and Yang Momo slipped without hesitation. Suddenly, the blue light faded, and the flame-like light faded. Yang Momo was glad that her decoration had made a difference. He soaked his clothes in sulfur, put on a gas mask, and put on a sulfur-smelling outer uniform. The python retreated, and the road slid down, and even the small flying insects and even birds were not seen. Perhaps the strong smell of sulfur drove them away. Yang Momo and the old man finally exhaled a long breath, slid to the bottom of the valley, and stood firmly on the branches of the sea forest.

Yang Momo looked at the feet and stepped on the cold roots of the tree as if they were like iron. No dirt. There are almost no fallen leaves. The roots of the trees are not entangled in moss, because they have been rubbed by the python and have lost the opportunity to be entangled in moss. These trees with huge root systems are intertwined, entangled, entangled, united, and hugged each other, forming a root network canopy on the surface of the water. They float on the water, supporting each other and standing tall. The trees are not tall, but stout. Yang Momo estimated it, four or five meters at most. Yang Momo thought, this is also amazing. When he saw that there were bowl-sized bell-like things hanging from the trees, he asked the old man:

Uncle, what's that?

The old man smiled heartily and told Yang Momo: Before I came here, I met an old hunter, and he said that he had lived for three hundred years, and he had gone down to the bottom of this canyon countless times just to pick this bell-like tree fruit. He told me that the fruit was sweet, sour, and fragrant. The flesh is like the flesh of a banana, the seeds are like the seeds of a kiwi, and the shell is brown, as hard as the shell of a coconut. One for each meal, drink some spring water. That way you won't be hungry. He lives on these mysterious tree fruits. When the fruit is ripe, he collects a lot. He stored the fruit as food. There is a tree in the mountains called the waist drum tree, and he hollowed out the trunk and lived in the hollow of the tree. The fruit is also hidden in the hollow of the tree. He guarded the fruit until he had eaten it, and then he would go out of the hollow of the tree and into the cave in search of other food. He said that bears were very good at stealing his tree fruits. The old man had silver hair and white beard, but his face was as red as the sun.

Have you ever eaten this tree fruit? Yang Momo asked in surprise.

Of course. The old man said, "He gave it to me." But he never took me down this canyon. He said it was dangerous.

What about this old man? Yang Momo couldn't wait to ask.

That time he brought me to this canyon, it was my first time and the last time he came to the canyon. The old man said, "He smeared the juice of the fruit all over my body and told me that it could prevent poisonous insects." Pythons smell and won't hurt you. He said pythons love to eat tree fruits. Just as we were climbing the cliff, we were found by a patrol team, and in order to save me, the old man led the patrol away, was beaten to death, and was thrown off the cliff by the patrolmen. I buried the old man's relics with the tree fruit and cried for days. Since then, I have never gone down the canyon again.

Who are those patrolmen? Why were they so cruel to beat the old man to death? Yang Momo asked angrily.

I don't know, they are wearing brown uniforms and helmets, and they can't see their faces clearly at all. The old man said: They do not allow anyone to come near the hinterland of the Eagle's Beak Mountain, and they will kill them when they see them. But not like the people who hunted you down. We're in this sea forest right now. Be cautious. Don't say anything later, and if necessary, we'll use gestures when we can see.

I wondered, how did this sea forest grow? Yang Momo asked curiously: Uncle, do you know?

According to the old man, it was planted by their ancestors. He said that when the seeds from the fruit of the tree are sprinkled into the water, the seeds will float on the surface of the water and sprout and take root, and at first the small saplings will be like duckweed or aquatic plants drifting away, and then they will slowly grow. The old man called the tree a moot tree. It is woody like foam, but as hard as iron as the bark of a tree, very light and light. You can't cut down these trees. The trunk is not elastic. When the branches are tender, they are strong and elastic, like springs, and they are constantly folding. You can't pick its fruit if it's not ripe.

It's also amazing. Yang Momo asked again with interest: What is the use of these trees except for the fruits that can be eaten?

It's very useful. The old man replied thoughtfully: The silver-haired and white-bearded old man told me that the patrolling people seemed to be protecting these Moiron trees. The mountain people in the eagle's beak mountain worship the Motie tree as a sacred tree, and hold a worship ceremony every year to worship their Motie god.

How big is this sea forest? Yang Momo asked.

I don't know. The old man was also puzzled and replied: Let's go, let's find out if we can get out of this big forest.

Yang Momo followed the old man through the sea forest, and his vigorous figure seemed to be flashing as a ghost. Because the light is dim, they are careful everywhere. The forest was as cold as iron, and Yang Momo shivered coldly. I don't know how long I walked, but there seemed to be a light in front of me. They agreed not to speak. They congratulated each other with joyful gestures. At the end of the light, it seemed as if a figure was shaking. The old man gestured for Yang Momo to hide. Yang Momo understood. They hid behind the giant Moiron tree and continued to observe. Yang Momo saw that not far ahead, there was a huge wharf, and there was a huge ship loading and unloading goods. Yang Momo was overjoyed, thinking, I finally found you!

But Liu Yiyi also wanted to find him Yang Momo, but at this moment, Liu Yiyi was locked up in a prison in the sparrow mountain in the eastern section of the Shadow Mysterious Valley by Wu Ciwei and Si Liuqin. When Wu Ciwei asked Si Liuqin about Liu Yiyi's details, she immediately made a decision to interrogate Liu Yiyi immediately.

Liu Yiyi was brought into Wu Ciwei's Chinese army tent. Wu Ciwei sat in the position of the coach and looked at Liu Yiyi with fierce eyes. Liu Yiyi stood tall in front of Wu Ciwei, and swept around with contempt.

Liu Yiyi, we finally met. Wu Ciwei said coldly: Sit down, you are my guest.

Hmph, Uciwei, don't you think you're ridiculous? Is it hypocritical? Only you, the Blood Wolf Country, receive guests in handcuffs. Liu Yiyi mocked Wu Ciwei with a cold gaze and said: Behind your hypocrisy is sin. Are you still self-righteous and complacent?

(End of chapter)