Sun Hao's wooden stick danced with a tiger and a tiger, and the goshawk didn't dare to come down and touch it.

His immediate task now was to climb to the top of the mountain, and he didn't have time to trap the goshawk, so he used a stick to scare it and prevent it from flying over to make trouble.

When he climbed the cliff, the stick was in his mouth, and if the goshawk swooped down, he would be unlucky.

"Hey, there's a pothole here."

It had rained all night the day before, and many of the stone pits on the mountain were filled with water.

Along the way, Sun Hao quenched his thirst with these stagnant waters.

As for sanitation and unhygiene, whether there are microorganisms in the water or not, it's all nonsense.

Can you talk to a monkey about this?

Even if this monkey is human, but under natural conditions, as long as the water looks clear enough, he dares to lie down and drink it.

The altitude of the last few tens of meters is unusually steep and difficult to climb.

Fortunately, he is a monkey, his body is light and responsive, if he is a human being, without the help of tools, he would not be able to climb here, and he would have stopped at the crooked neck tree more than 100 meters below.

After replenishing the water, Sun Hao continued to climb, and there was a two-meter-high rock above him, with a smooth surface and nowhere to borrow strength.

He stuck the stick in the crack in the stone below, and climbed up the stick.

The height of the last few tens of meters took him a full two hours.

When standing at the top of Nanling and overlooking the loop, I really feel that everything is worth it.

will be at the top of the mountain, looking at the mountains, this is probably what I feel.

The summit of Nanling is a platform the size of a basketball court, like a giant sword cut out, and people can't help but feel the magic of nature.

Sun Hao didn't rush to see the back of Nanling, but slowly patrolled the platform.

It is said that it is a platform, but it is not.

Flat is only relatively speaking, and there are still many huge rocks protruding from the surface of the mountain, or recessed craters.

He also found an abandoned eagle's nest under a leeward rock.

No wonder there are always goshawks hovering on the top of Nanling Mountain, but I didn't expect this to be a breeding ground for eagles.

When I walked to the edge of the platform, I found that this was a cliff, and when I leaned over to look, the fog was shrouded and bottomless.

What is amazing is that there is a jujube tree growing in the stone crevice of the cliff, and the jujube tree is full of red dates the size of longan, and the aroma wafts directly to the top of the cliff, which is very attractive.

Wild dates can still exude a fragrance?

"Lock the target, mutant wild dates, non-grade spirit fruits, a single one is less than 0.1 spiritual energy, it is recommended to eat it dry and wipe it clean."

Spirit fruit, actually a spirit fruit?

Did this jujube tree suck the essence of the sun, or licked the moonlight? The fruit that bears fruit will actually be assessed as a spiritual fruit by the system!

What the hell is it recommended to eat dry and wipe clean?

The system you have changed, you have changed your skin.

Looking at the spirit jujube on the cliff, Sun Hao and his eyes were greedy, and he couldn't wait to grow wings and fly over directly.

The jujube trees grow horizontally four meters below the cliff, with no vines around them and not enough stone crevices on the cliffs to draw on.

"This damn monkey can really kill a monkey!"

Leaving a large string of saliva again, Sun Hao hurriedly went down the mountain to find tools.

He was going to go back to the woods to get the rattan, tie the rattan to the rock on the edge of the cliff, and then go down the rattan to pick the spirit dates.

"It's a little interesting, it seems that there is a legendary aura in this world, but I don't know if it's universal or revived!"

It's hard to go up the mountain, and it's hard to go down.

When we got back to the base of the mountain, it was getting late.

The fiery clouds in the west are red through half of the sky, like a dragon and a tiger, and there are many changes.

Digging into the bushes and finding a long-needled larch that stands out from the crowd, Sun Hao is ready to spend the night holding the trunk tonight.

As for the spirit dates on the cliff, you can only plan for the next day.

After deciding on a place to stay, he went down to the pine tree and prepared to find some snacks in the bushes to fill his stomach.

In the grass, a praying mantis stares at the grasshopper, crooked the triangular tip the size of a pea, plotting against it.

"Lock the target, adult praying mantis, ordinary high-protein food, digestion can get 0.3 biothermal energy."

"Lock on to the target, short-tailed grasshopper, ordinary high-protein food, digestion can obtain 0.1 biothermal energy."

So the question is, which one should he choose?

Sun Hao didn't have time to play the game of praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind them.

Reach directly to catch the praying mantis, pinch it, and stuff it in your mouth.

As for grasshoppers, they must be asked for too!

can take both, and a fool only picks one.

"Where are you going? Got you! ”

Holding down the escaping grasshopper, Sun Hao held it up in front of his eyes.

"How can I say that I am also a lifesaver for you, just forget it if you don't say thank you, and if you don't say hello, you want to slip away, do you think I'm the kind of monkey who wants to repay your kindness?"

"Then you really guessed right, why don't you make a promise!"

Stuff it in your mouth, chew it, it's still the original recipe, it's still the original taste.

"Salsa Sasa ......"

Suddenly there was a noise in the bushes.

Rabbits, foxes?

Sun Hao grabbed the wooden stick and followed the sound.

The voice of "Sasha Sha ......" is getting closer and closer, and it looks like the size is not small, it should be the movement of this guy wading through the grass.

Peeling open the thatch more than a meter deep in front of me, a half-sized gray boar broke into view.

"Lock the target, juvenile wild boar, ordinary high-protein food, digestion can get 404 points of biothermal energy."

I'm a big, wild boar, this place really has wild boars.

After the initial panic, Sun Hao quickly calmed down.

At this time, there are two choices in front of you, one is to turn around and leave, and the other is to look down on life and death!

Almost without hesitation, Sun Hao chose the latter, clenching the wooden stick with an excited expression, the blood in his body restless.

Anyway, if you can't beat it, you can still run, and you won't get pregnant if you try, plus Lao Tzu still has a self-healing physique, so he definitely can't die.

A monkey suddenly appeared in front of him, and the little wild boar was not afraid, but approached curiously, wanting to arch with the pig's nose.

Just when Sun Hao was holding a wooden stick, aiming at the wild boar's neck, and was about to stab it hard, there was a sudden big movement from the side.

When I looked at it, his grandmother's didn't dare to move! Don't dare to move!

"Lock on to the target, adult wild boar, ordinary high-protein food, digestion can get 3864 points of biothermal energy."

Holding the wooden stick, Sun Hao remained motionless, allowing the little wild boar's nose to arch back and forth on his body.

"Boom la la ......"

The big wild boar walked slowly, and every step seemed to be stepping on the bottom of Sun Hao's heart.

Sun Hao was sweating profusely, his heart was pounding, and he didn't know whether it was Caesar running on his legs now, or standing still.

As the boar approached, his heartstrings tightened.

"Hmph~"

The big pig arched the little pig's body, signaling it to follow closely and not to stop and play.

Then he glanced at Sun Hao lightly, and the fangs more than half a foot long were thrown onto the wooden stick unreachably.

"Smack!"

The wooden stick was taken off, and Sun Hao was so frightened that he almost didn't jump up.

If it weren't for the weakness of his legs, I believe he would have jumped to his feet and fled.

Fortunately, after the wild boar overturned the wooden stick, it did not make any follow-up actions.

Just urged the little wild boar with his nose, waded all the way through the bushes, and left calmly.