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It was my luck: perhaps the fat man was waiting for me in the woods at this time.

The result was no fluke, the forest was empty, and there were still no fat people. I stood where I was, and shouted a few more times unwillingly, but there was no response. This was expected, but it was still inevitable to be disappointed, and just as I was walking in frustration, I unexpectedly heard the laughter of a "sneering" woman, and the voice was very faint and fluttering.

Taken aback, I retracted my steps, stood still, and listened. Yes, the erratic sound did resemble a woman's laughter, and I tried to capture the source of the sound, and found that it seemed to be deep in the forest.

I thought about it for a while, and instinctively felt that the sound had something to do with the fat man's disappearance, so I followed the sound without hesitation.

The dense vegetation is sparse, and the dense forest covered by large branches and leaves is not like the surrounding shrubs, and the grass is entangled, and the rotten branches and leaves are spread on the bare soil and rocks of the slope, which are soft and slippery when stepped on, and if you are not careful, you may slip and fall to the ground.

The sound of almost mockery came and went, far and near, and I followed it for a while through the dense forest, and found that the source of the sound was not far above the slope. Turning past a large camphor tree, a steep ridge more than a foot high appeared in front of him.

The ridge was full of yellow-brown dirt, and it was cluttered with moss and firewood, and perhaps it had rained heavily the other day, and the dark ground was damp, and several times I stumbled down so far that I almost fell.

I retreated and leaned against the big camphor tree, annoyed and helpless staring at the ridge, here is slippery and steep, there is no place to borrow, the tyrant may not be able to go up, it seems that only a detour, a little farther away, from the side of the rocky place can climb up.

At that moment, I heard the rumbling thunder overhead, and I was amazed, and then I realized that the forest was dark. Because of my night vision, I am not very sensitive to light, I just cared about the sound of climbing, ignoring the change of the skylight, I don't know when the sky and the earth have been dark, I sighed in annoyance, I couldn't help but raise my head, through the gap in the branches and leaves of the trees to look at the sky.

The dark clouds tumbling in the sky were so low that they seemed to have touched the tops of the trees, and it seemed that a heavy rain was inevitably coming.

It is not surprising that the thundershowers in the summer are separated by a wall, coming and going very quickly, and a bunch of dark clouds and showers, the scope can be large or small, this is not surprising, every summer I have seen almost the wonder of the sunrise in the east and the rain in the west, and now this situation is encountered every year. I looked around for a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

There was a small inward slope under the rock next to me, which seemed to be able to hide my small body, and I didn't dare to hesitate, so I quickly ran over with my hands and feet.

The wind swept through the treetops, and the thick trunks swayed. A dazzling lightning pierced the heavens and the earth, and the piercing thunder followed one after another, and the aftermath lingered for a long time.

"Lei Gong Laozi" is a god that people in the mountains are in awe, and there is often a sentence "thunder beats fire" when swearing or scolding. When we are a few years old, the elders in the village will warn us, such as when we encounter a thunderstorm on the mountain, try not to hide from the rain by the waterhole under the big tree, because most of the ancient trees want to become essence, and the waterhole often hides wild things that want to become monsters and demons, and they will be thundered when they become demons. Later, when I went to school, I knew that this statement was "superstition" and could not be trusted, but it was scientific to be struck by lightning at the water's edge under a tree during a thunderstorm.

Lightning continued to whip the ground, and the sound of thunder cracked eardrums. No sooner had I reached the bottom of the rock than the wind-swept rain began to take hold.

The raindrops of beans smashed on the branches and leaves, at first they could still be distinguished, and the breath became an uninterrupted whistling, the power of heaven and earth can destroy all things, and the incomparable shock made people awe-inspiring.

The rainstorm is like a note, the sky and the earth are cloudy, and as far as my eyes can see, I can't go far. The water on the rock wall fell like a waterfall, and the water on the surface flowed into a stream, and I curled up against the stone wall, and there was still a small amount of rain splashed on my face, even in the middle of summer, it was also cool and swishing to make me feel a little cold.

At this moment, with a dazzling flash of light across the sky, a fireball smashed into the crown of the big camphor tree I had just stood and leaned on, and in the bright light I saw a large black hole in the trunk of the big tree, and the green smoke billowed in the thunderclap, and then the thick trunk seemed to be torn apart by a pair of giant hands, split in two, accompanied by a scorching smell, and the fire rose to the sky. At the same time, a large snake rose from the firelight, its body was more than a foot high, and the two fangs in its bloody mouth could be seen in the firelight. I was frightened and too frightened to move, but I saw it fall into the fire, tumbling and twitching, making a "crackling" grease explosion, apparently struck by lightning.

Now I was really scared, I couldn't care about the heavy rain anymore, I rolled around the rocks, climbed the ridge and sat on the wet mud floor, panting heavily.

The fire was extinguished in an instant by the downpour, and the rain came and went quickly, and it did not last long, estimated to be only one or twenty minutes. Then, in the slow thunder, the clouds opened and the rain stopped, and the sky cleared again. Only then did I realize that I was like a mud monkey, covered with dirty mud and wet clothes and armor, sticking to my body, and I couldn't help but shiver with cold.

I didn't care about anything else, so I hurried to breathe and breathe all day long, until I was feverish, and I didn't get up until I was feverish.

At this time, it was almost dusk, although the rain had stopped for a long time, the mountain wind was blowing, and there were still water droplets falling on the trees with swaying branches and leaves.

I was annoyed that I had been careless and had only paid attention to the sound, and had neglected my sense of danger, what would have happened if the serpent had sprung out and attacked when I had just leaned against the tree, or if I had been under the tree when the lightning struck?

I shook my head, let out a long breath, forced myself to hold my mind, withdrew my gaze, and carefully surveyed my surroundings.

It's a small piece of land, and it looks like a homestead that has been carved out. It is bordered by a ridge in front of it, and behind it is a steep rock like a knife and an axe, and in addition to a ring of thick pine shirts growing around it, there are also several tall cypress trees, and its gray trunk seems to be about to lose its bark, and it is estimated that the age of the tree is at least two hundred years old. Strangely, there are no big trees in the flat, only a messy shrub and a tall winter thatch, which does not fit in with the tall trees around it.

The forest that had only rained was exceptionally moist and fresh, and no strange laughter was heard except for the birds chirping in the branches. At this time, I didn't dare to slack off, entered the state of facing the enemy, and carefully perceived everything around Pingdi.

What a difference! As soon as the divine consciousness touched the large winter thatch on the stone rock inside the flat ground, a fiery red fox suddenly sprang out of it, and before I could react, I saw it go around the trees on the other side without looking back, leaving only a fiery red afterimage, and its big fluffy tail was like a torch, staining my eyes red. I chased it without thinking, but when I turned into the woods, where was it still there? I stood up and hesitated.

At this time, it is already dusk of the sunset, and it will be dark soon, and the cunning fox is running very fast, and I can't catch up, so let's go back to the hospital first, and discuss the total with the drunkard before coming.

I turned around, got down the ridge, went around the thunderbolt and the dead snake, and walked down the hill without looking back.

The sky is getting darker and darker, I am walking through the dense forest, and after a while I realize that something is wrong, I didn't walk long when I came in just now, and I felt that I was not far away, it stands to reason that I should have gone out of the forest to the road, but now this forest seems to have no edge, and I can't go out, and what is more serious is that the wind in the forest at this time is gusting, and the cold is pressing, and my eyebrows are beating:

It's not good, I've fallen for the trick of the demon animal, and I know that I'm lost when I look at this posture, if I don't think of another way, I go on like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this forest overnight.