However, it was said that Yang Congxun and Hu San said goodbye to the Yellow Immortals in Xuanyuan Cave, and drove down the Iron Brake Mountain for the second time, bought a dry food and drinking water in the village at the foot of the mountain, and fed the horses by the way.

A few people then got up again, followed the path pointed out by the daylily, and went to the west to cast a small road, and before half a day, they met a huge black pine forest on the left side of the road.

Seeing that the landmark pointed out by daylily had arrived, Yang Congxun hurriedly "shouted" and stopped the galloping horse, and sat on the wheel with Hu Sanji to take a closer look.

After looking at it with his eyes, Yang Congxun secretly said in his heart: "What a place for Lin Shen to go!" ”

It turns out that this black pine forest has taken root here, I don't know hundreds of thousands of years, the ancient trees in this forest are lush and green, and there are more dry old pines in the forest or fall or fall.

The branches of the fallen dead pines were covered with a thick layer of turquoise moss, and occasionally the heads of a few gray rabbit squirrels peeked out of the hollows of the trees that lurked beneath the thick lichen.

These gray rabbit squirrels all stared at a pair of vicious and cold eyes, and looked at these uninvited guests who stopped outside the forest with great unfriendliness.

Just when Yang Congxun carefully looked at the black pine forest in front of him, he suddenly heard the worried voice of the fire dragon horse beside him: "In the past, there was a Tang monk who made a poem and a cloud, and the black pine forest was on the outer road, and the jackal was sand bottom bone; Rest to plan westward, westward to become more and more fierce...... Little Brother Yang, I see that the fierce atmosphere is lingering here, it seems that we must be more careful on this trip. ”

Before Yang Congxun could answer, the little fox on the other side waved his paw at the fire dragon horse in disapproval: "The old gentleman's words are wrong. There is a way, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and preferring to go to the tiger mountains. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get a tiger? Besides, we pretended to be a retail merchant who went into the mountain to buy mountain goods, so Lijia Village opened the village door to do mountain goods business, how could we be embarrassed to self-destruct the signboard? Besides, we are not Tang monks who went to the west to learn scriptures, so there will not be monsters who turn into injured passers-by lying on the side of the road to set us up, right? ”

As soon as the little fox's words fell, a dying voice came from behind a large pine tree with two people hugging each other not far away: "Hey, didn't I hear it...... Is there anyone outside the woods? Help, help! ”

As soon as he heard that someone was really calling for help in the pine forest, Hu San's pair of black eyes stared at him like eggs: "Good girl, is there really someone in the forest calling for help?" Is it the Red Boy or the Silver Horn King? ”

This can make Yang Congxun angry with a black line: "Hu San, you still have time to laugh!" Come with me and see what the man is doing behind the tree! ”

Leaving the fire dragon horse and the thirteen Taibao on guard in the car, Yang Congxun picked up Hu San, pulled out the green steel sword on his waist with a "choking" sound, and cautiously touched it in the direction where the cry for help came.

When they turned to the back of the thick pine, Yang Congxun and Hu San glanced under the tree, and they all exclaimed, "Oh, old man, you ...... It doesn't matter, right? ”

I saw a one-shouldered basket made of dried vines thrown in the open space under the big pine tree, and there were about a dozen pine mushrooms the size of tea bowls and a few unnamed herbs scattered around the back basket.

When the two of them looked under the pine tree in the direction of the basket, they found that there was a one-foot-sized, inward-dented hole between the roots of the dragon-like black clump of pine trees, and there was a bloodstained human foot with a pestle on the mouth of the tree hole.

Judging from the angle between the soles of the man's feet and the calf with the leggings, the leg was broken......

Seeing that this person was seriously injured, Yang Congxun hurriedly threw away the sword in his hand and rushed to the tree hole quickly: "This mountain picker, you, are you okay?" ”

Yang Congxun greeted a few times in a row, but he didn't wait for the mountain walker in the tree hole to reply to him, but he just hummed in the tree hole, as if the strength of this person's whole body had been used on Fang Cai's cry for help, and now the oil has run out, and it is difficult to even say a word.

Seeing this, Yang Congxun hurriedly leaned over in front of the tree hole and reached into the tree hole to grope for it.

When he felt that the strap was tied around the person's waist, Yang Congxun stirred the strap with both hands left and right, and then gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, "Hey" and pulled the strap upside down and pulled the person out of the tree hole.

Seeing that this person's breathing was slightly like gold paper, Yang Congxun stretched out his hand and put it on this person's wrist, then frowned, turned his head and beckoned Hu San, who was looking at the fresh food on his toes, to go to the car and get a gourd of spirits.

When Yang Congxun held a bottle full of spicy liquor, leaned over to the person's mouth and fed it gently, the man woke up slowly with a "belch".

"Where is this? …… Hey, isn't it Engong that you rescued the villain? ”

Seeing that this middle-aged mountain picker who was forty years old and had a wrinkled face like a knife and axe was about to bow and kneel down at him, Yang Congxun hurriedly pressed his shoulder with his hand: "This big brother doesn't need to be polite, how can you worry about it, but how can you be so seriously injured, big brother?" ”

"I ...... Hey, it's really bloody! I was originally a villager in Xizhaozhuang on the other side of the mountain, and today I came to this black pine forest......"

It turned out that the injured mountain picker was a farmer in a nearby village, and he heard from the villagers that there was a black pine forest near Lijia Village, which produced large pine mushrooms, and there were more than a dozen kinds of herbs in the market.

If these two things are brought to the market that specializes in trading mountain medicinal materials, there is no worry that there will be no market.

Therefore, this man came to try his luck with a rattan basket on his back, but this man was unlucky, and he only picked a dozen herbs and about 20 mountain mushrooms after wandering around in the forest for half a day.

However, just when this man was tired of picking the mountains, and took off the dry tobacco pouch inserted in his waist and was about to smoke two puffs of cigarettes to relieve his fatigue, he suddenly turned out from behind the black pine beside him, a hungry wolf with green eyes and a bright red and prickly tongue, and his mouth was still dripping with salivation!

"However, the villain didn't have any knives on his body that could defend himself against the enemy, so he had to pick up the basket and turn around and flee, but ......"

The mountain picker confessed that in order to avoid losing his wolf's kiss, he had to circle around the big pine and the wolf that were hugging each other, but he didn't pay attention, and tripped over the root of the tree at the bottom of the pine, and twisted his left leg in one fell swoop.

Fortunately, there was a one-foot-square tree hole in the roots of the pine, so the panicked mountain picker went into the tree hole, curled up his injured leg, and used his intact right leg to keep kicking and beating the wolf who wanted to poke his head in and hurt people.

Just because when this vicious wolf drills a hole in the cat's waist, he needs to put his two front legs under his chin, shake his head, put his belly close to the ground, bend his hind legs to exert force, and crawl forward little by little.

In this posture, it is difficult for the wolf to open his mouth and hurt people, so he can only watch and be kicked and beaten.

Therefore, the wolf whined and fled with his tail between his legs after being kicked by the mountain picker a few times.

Seeing that the wolf had fled, the mountain picker was so busy that he turned upside down, and had to retreat towards the entrance of the cave little by little, but as soon as he exited the tree hole, he used up all his strength, and he got stuck there.

In a trance, the villain vaguely heard a voice nearby, so he tried his best to call for help. Wan Wang's Grace Gong saved the villain and saved it, and he won the seventh-level floating slaughter! ”

Seeing that the mountain picker opened his mouth to plead, Yang Congxun held his chin and groaned for a moment, then nodded and said, "In this case, it doesn't hurt to save you." It's just that we really haven't heard of this Xizhao Village......"

As soon as Yang Congxun was halfway through his words, he saw the mountain picker panting and clenching his fists at him: "Engong Rongyu, the Xizhaozhuang where the villain's family lives is still thirty or forty miles away from here...... According to the villain, we might as well go to Lijia Village in the southeast to take refuge for a while. ”

Hearing that this mountain picker was going to Lijia Village, Yang Congxun immediately laughed "hehe": "Then as Zunjia said, let's go to this Lijia Village...... Hu San, you come to help, let's mix this old brother into the car. ”