When the hunter heard this, he did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse, but he had already determined one thing, and that was that it was him who was being spoken, so he had to be doubly vigilant, and at this time, after he heard the clatter, he heard the voice called his sister whisper; "Come here, I'm going to whisper so that the guy above doesn't eavesdrop."

Although the voices are different, one thing is very similar, that is, the tone of these people under the tree makes the hunter feel that it is similar to a group of girls whispering together, of course, with a bit of sweet taste, so, hearing that the hunter here can't help but be a little shocked, what is going on, what did he encounter, is it a person or a ghost, or a flower demon or something, once upon a time, he seems to have heard that he has encountered a flower demon in the deep mountains, this kind of flower demon specializes in sucking people's essence and blood, if that's the case, Isn't it hard to save your own life?

The more the hunter thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes, and in the end, the scene of himself being swallowed by the giant python in his stomach resurfaces in front of him, forget it, even if he is unlucky, let himself be afraid of things, simply don't think about it, the important thing is whether he can live, how can he live, the hunter thought of this very serious question, and couldn't help but think of Mei Niang mentioned by the voice under the tree just now.

Who is Mei Niangniang, the hunter was afraid, and suddenly felt that this question was critical, and a glimmer of hope couldn't help but rise in his heart, could it be that the Mei Niangniang they mentioned was?

The hunter really didn't dare to think about it, and in desperation, he concentrated his ears, concentrated, and wanted to hear what was going on, but he really couldn't help himself, and things didn't go as he wanted, and the more he wanted to hear it, the more he couldn't hear it, but fortunately there was no wind, and the branches and branches of the flowers didn't move, and after a while, he finally heard the sound again, but he couldn't hear the number.

Below, there was only the occasional chattering voice, maybe the speed of the speech was too fast, maybe the voice was too low, anyway, the hunter was anxious or couldn't hear clearly.

The hunter was hung so uncomfortably, his arms and thighs swayed leisurely, it seemed to be swinging, for a long time, but it was sour and numb, followed by unbearable pain, until now he was unconscious, and now the only place where he had consciousness was his waist and neck, this kind of perception was more uncomfortable than the taste of no consciousness, first from the big neck swished all of a sudden, cold, like a thin and long steel needle stabbed him hard, and then, this stinging pain spread to the waist, so he began to tremble, Of course, he didn't shake intentionally, but the kind of shaking that he couldn't help himself.

It hurts, it's so painful, it's uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable, it's ten million times worse than the taste of death, it's ten million times worse than the taste of being half-dead, it's better to die, it's better to die, it's a hundred deaths, at least, you don't have to suffer from this taste of life and death.

The hunter's consciousness was a little blurred, and the voice below was still saying, he was no longer able to listen, and the hunter at this time seemed to have been hanging from the tree for a long time, and his neck began to harden, and the stiff neck supported a soft head, so he had to hang his head and let the wind shake him.

However, there was not a trace of wind, and the following words became louder again; "Sister, we have made up our minds, hang this guy from a tree for three days and three nights, and then ask questions."

Hearing this, the hunter felt that the voice was blurred, and his head was a little blurred, and it would take three days and three nights, and now he had been hanging for a few days, and the hunter was thinking in a daze, and suddenly, everywhere on his body, even his hair felt painful and itchy, what was wrong, the hunter who was already going to fall asleep woke up again, and he inadvertently touched it with his hand, oops, my mother, what is the matter, on the face, on the body, on the head, and on the top of the hair, it was wrapped in a thick layer of mosquitoes.

The mosquitoes on the whole mountain seem to be coming, as if there is a leading mosquito buzzing loudly, come on, come on, there is a free meal here, don't eat for nothing, don't drink for nothing. Swarms of mosquitoes wave after wave, wave after wave, began to feast on the blood of the hunter's body, after a day, the hunter who was hanging on the tree, only a layer of flesh and skin wrapped bones remained, the mosquitoes in the whole mountain were almost full, and some of them broke their bellies because of their lack of control, and died in the flowers at the hunter's feet, becoming a good fertilizer for the flowers.

The shriveled corpse-like hunter was still floating around on the branches, but there were no mosquitoes on his body, because mosquitoes were not interested in a dried corpse, not only the mosquitoes, but even the kudzu robe he wore seemed to be gone.

However, this phenomenon only appears at dusk, after dusk, that is, when the sky is just beginning to darken, the corpse-like body inexplicably grows a layer of leaves, or flowers and leaves-like clothes, believe it or not, anyway, the black fox that has always been hidden in the nearby bushes is really visible.

Originally, Xuanhu should have left a long time ago, but when he saw that he took advantage of the hunter's inattention, picked up the bow and arrow that was sent to the feet of the sika deer, and was kicked by the sika deer to the tall plane tree, the sika deer did not let him leave, so he was very content to hide in the nearby bushes.

Why did Xuanhu save this sika deer, that is Xuanhu's secret, however, it is not a very confidential thing, this cunning fox, just because he saw that the sika deer every time he found the Lingzhi to the deer king, the deer king would immediately shake his body after eating the Ganoderma lucidum, and then make out with the gorgeous sika deer dedicated to him Lingzhi, as for the affection, what kind of scene appeared, although that was what Xuanhu did not expect, but it really let Xuanhu touch.

That day, at dusk, he secretly followed the gorgeous sika deer, ready to find something in the place where he was looking for Ganoderma lucidum, last time, he borrowed the light of this sika deer, because he never expected that the sika deer actually found two Ganoderma lucidum, but the sika deer took the largest Ganoderma lucidum, and left a smaller Ganoderma lucidum, so he enjoyed the Ganoderma lucidum very unceremoniously.

After Xuanhu finished eating the lingzhi, his body underwent subtle changes, at first he wanted to find his partner and make love, but on the way to find his partner, he was thirsty, so he ran to the edge of a spring and drank a stomach of water.

After the cool and sweet spring water was in his stomach, his burning fire of desire subsided, and then, a bold and wonderful idea sprouted!

The sunset was like blood, reflecting the western sky, the early returning birds were thrown into the forest, and the fox hid in a dense and towering hiding place of artemisia, waiting for that moment to come.

Happy, really happy, is the time passing very happy, or is the mysterious mood very happy, anyway, he can't tell the difference himself, and others don't want to care about this matter.

Finally, the evening breeze rose, Lin Tao roared, the canyon shook, the bloody sunset was only the last touch, the birds hurried home, but the fox was nervous and looked forward, not far ahead, next to a rotten tree, the grass was special, the rotten wood was even more special, the trunk that had obviously decayed, but reopened from the top and scattered the leaves, and the leaves were dark green, and they were particularly fat.

However, Xuanhu did not bother to observe the leaves and the rotten wood, but looked up at the western sky, when the last trace of sunset was about to disappear, and there was still the last little bit of light, he swooped suddenly, like a cluster of arrows, shot out, at the same time, in the distant forest, a sika deer flew over, it was flying over, otherwise, Xuanhu would not be surprised, but Xuanhu jumped under the rotten trunk first.

In an instant, a red light shot out from the trunk of the tree, instantly, really instantly, there was an extra flickering red light on the trunk, enough to be the size of a basin Ganoderma lucidum, seeing this supernatural phenomenon, Xuanhu did not act rashly, but quietly squatted down, just when the gorgeous sika deer was about to fall from the sky, Xuanhu rose up, pretending to pounce on the Ganoderma lucidum, and fell under the trunk of the sika deer that had to fall.

So, such a scene was staged, the Xuanhu who arrived first was half a step below, and the sika deer who arrived later was on the top, and the two creatures overlapped in one place, which means that the Xuanhu was willing to use the sika deer as a stepping stone or a meat pad. At the beginning, the sika deer didn't seem to pay attention to the fox under his feet, and waited until he raised his forelimbs, picked off the huge Ganoderma lucidum, opened his mouth and swallowed the heart of the Ganoderma lucidum, and then looked down at the Xuanhu at his feet.

At this time, the beautiful sika deer that ate the heart of Ganoderma lucidum, the body began to tremble, and exclaimed again and again, I am cold, I am cold, after hearing the sika deer even call me cold and I am cold, the Xuanhu at his feet immediately rolled up his tail, wrapped around the hind legs of the sika deer, and then gently forced, the sika deer fell down by force, but the Xuanhu stretched out his two hind legs to catch the sika deer, and instantly, as if a trick, the beautiful but trembling sika deer was tightly hugged in his arms.

Two days, three days, in the blink of an eye, eighteen days passed, and at midnight on the nineteenth day, the moon was surprisingly round and surprisingly bright, and the silver light shone under the trunk of the tree where they were hiding, and first the hairs on the back of the black fox shone silver, and strangely, this light did not shine upwards, but curled upside down and downward, and finally, it turned into a silver glittering ball.