I finally climbed to this height, and now I have to go down again, I wail in my heart, but I can't help it, I still have to continue.

I didn't have to look for the waxy area, so I slowly moved along the gap in the tree, thinking it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect to find it after only half a circle.

Just as I had climbed to the right of the area, about seven meters away, I spotted a large number of old slashing marks.

I was so overjoyed that I didn't think about it, and quickly leaned over there. I realized that I was not mistaken, it was indeed a mark that had been slashed by a sword. It may be that the wound is not deep due to the rough and hard skin of the giant tree, but strangely enough, there is also a lot of blue wax paper attached to the wound, and the shape looks like a human wound has bled and coagulated.

This made me feel a little strange, and I thought to myself, could it be that this tree would still bleed, and that these coagulated waxes were the blood of the giant tree?

I was startled by this bold idea that came to me, and I thought how could this be possible, and I was busy reassuring myself not to think nonsense.

There is no wax covering on the trunk above, so the wax that appears in front of you is very abrupt on the brown trunk, and the wax that suddenly appears starts from here and extends upwards from here, and the distance between them is irregular, and it is not even a vertical line, which looks very messy.

There is no doubt that there should be a knife wound where there is wax above. I climbed down the trunk of the tree to the nearest piece of wax and saw a knife wound.

At this time, I was even more surprised, these waxes are very conspicuous on the tree, but if these waxes are signs, this is too hasty! Such marks are not at all directional, but rather a bit like they have been cut out indiscriminately in the chaos.

I suddenly thought of a possibility, could it be the person who also climbed the giant tree with me, and encountered some kind of sudden change after arriving here, and this kind of change is also very dangerous, this person pulled out the knife he was carrying and slashed, and in a panic, the blade continued to cut on the giant tree, leaving these chaotic scars. After that, the giant tree secreted wax on its own to seal the wound and protect itself, which is what I saw.

If you think about it, this scenario is very likely. But if this is the case, what kind of accident has happened to this person, so that he panics like this, and what is it that he wants to cut with his knife?

Thinking of this, I looked up and looked around, but I didn't find anything strange, there was nothing near here except two thick branches.

It just so happened that I couldn't hold on anymore, so I climbed up to the nearby branches to rest, and at the same time stared at the waxy distribution with my eyes stunned, trying to see if I could find some patterns. Unfortunately, I am not an expert in interpreting maps, and I looked at them for a long time, and I couldn't find anything special about the location of these wax distributions.

Just when I was wondering in my heart, a sound of breaking the air sounded from the back of my head, I was cold, I sensed the danger, my body reflexively fell backwards, and the whole person fell asleep on the trunk, almost at the same time, a black shadow wiped my clothes like lightning and pierced the trunk, like a steel nail deep into the trunk.

I was stunned by the sudden scene, but when I found that the rough and hard skin of the giant tree had been completely pierced, my face turned green. Damn, if I hadn't seen the opportunity early, I'm afraid it would not be the trunk of the tree that would have been penetrated at this time, but my chest.

I was furious, and at the same time I saw what had struck me, and it was a fibrous root hanging from above. I had long thought that these ugly-looking fibrous roots were not a good thing, because it was this thing that swept me up here and hung me in my dream, but what I didn't expect was that this fibrous root was really so evil that it could actively attack people.

With my usual personality, I should have been so frightened that I would have fled in all directions at this time, but perhaps I was really enraged, the blood hidden in my bones completely exploded, and the anger that was almost killed burned my reason and fear, I roared angrily, took out my knife, and slashed the thick fibrous root of the sugar cane into two.

The blue hot liquid like wax oil gushed out from the broken wound of the fibrous root, I couldn't dodge, my chest and hands were immediately drenched with a lot of oil, the burning pain came to my mind through the skin, I screamed in pain, I couldn't care about the fibrous root that was still wriggling, and kept wiping the wax oil.

Although this knife extinguished the anger, it also caused a monstrous trouble, and at the moment when I cut off the roots, the four or five fibrous roots that fell beside me moved at the same time, and just as I went around to wipe the wax on my hands, these fibrous roots were like poisonous snakes that flexibly circled around my back, wanting to sneak attack.

Although I had been burned a lot, I had been keeping an eye on the situation around me, and I had already spotted them as the fibrous roots were shaking, and before they could be attacked, I had already lowered my body and rolled towards the other end of the branch. Almost at the same time, four or five fibrous roots whipped like a whip at where I was standing, and a large chunk of the rough and hard bark was knocked off, which shows the power of these fibrous roots.

I saw that my back was cold, and at this time I had rolled into a dense corpse cocoon, and I was going to use the corpse cocoon to slow down the movement of the fibrous roots, but I didn't expect that as soon as I shrank into a corpse cocoon, this corpse cocoon suddenly fell apart, and the wax blocks and bones scattered and splashed in all directions, and at the same time, I saw a black fibrous root sweeping across the broken wax.

The strength of the fibrous root is something I never expected, I was just about to swing the knife to cut, but I felt a tightness on my waist, looked down, and was suddenly shocked, it turned out that the other fibrous root did not know when it had quietly avoided the dense corpse cocoons around it, and at this moment it was already wrapped around my waist, and I was rolled up before I had time to make any resistance.

I don't know if this fibrous root was intentionally tortured, I was swept around the air several times, until my eyes were full of Venus, and when I was about to vomit out, the fibrous root suddenly retracted upward, and stood still.

What a familiar picture! Recovering from my dizziness, I looked at the completely upside-down world in front of me in a daze, and suddenly remembered the scene in my dream when I was hung upside down by the tentacles of a giant tree.

Not long after being hung up, I heard the movement of struggle nearby, and the fainting brain suddenly woke up, thinking that the Taoist priest had found it, and hurriedly turned his head to look hard, but his heart was cold, only to see that the movement was actually a black sheep that was also wrapped in his feet. And around the goat, there are countless different kinds of animals that are still struggling.