Looks like there's something strange about this forest. Shirley Yang and I tore a piece of the corner of our clothes and covered our mouths and noses with river water, and just got up and were about to move on, we found that the fat man was suddenly gone! It seems that we haven't seen the fat man since I crossed the river with Shirley Yang, but just now we were so engrossed in the scent of the forest that we didn't notice that he was there. I called the fat man a few times, but I didn't answer, I was really anxious, I didn't expect that before I touched someone's door, I was going to "die before I got out of the school". Shirley Young said: "Could the fat man also inhale this aroma and where is he fainting now?" Just as I was about to answer, there were several voices from the depths of the woods that seemed to cry and laugh. As soon as this sound came out, all the nearby birds fluttered their wings and flew away. The sound echoed in the valley, and the sunlight overhead was somehow blocked by a faint mist, and the atmosphere was indescribably strange and terrifying. Fortunately, Shirley Yang and I both came through the wind and waves, and we were able to stay calm in this situation.

The strange sound sounded a few more times, and I turned to Shirley Young and shouted, "It's fat! Come on! With that, he rushed into the depths of the woods, and Shirley Yang followed suit. After running for dozens of meters, I entered an open meadow, and there were several towering trees scattered around and in the center of the meadow, and I saw the fat man standing in front of a tree, his whole body was tightly wound by several vines, as if he was tied to the trunk of the tree. The fat man writhed uneasily, as if he was in pain, but his expression was both laughing and crying, extremely ugly, and his mouth made a strange sound of thought.

I hurried forward to free the fat man from the trunk, but when I ran past a tree, a vine suddenly stretched out of the ground, wrapped tightly around my legs, and pulled me violently in the direction of the trunk. I tripped over the rattan and fell to the ground, and quickly reached into the bag behind me to pick up the sapper shovel. Just as I was about to pull it out, another rattan stick stretched out and wrapped around my wrist, and immediately a bloody streak was strangled on my wrist. Seeing this, Shirley Yang hurriedly ran over and cut off the rattan wrapped in my hand with a sapper shovel, and I took out the sapper shovel in my backpack to cut off the rattan wrapped around my legs, got up and continued to run in the direction of the fat man.

As soon as I ran in front of the fat man, I heard the fat man humming and chirping: "Lao Hu, be careful, come and save me, fucking Lao Tzu is going to die." "Shirley Yang and I swung our sapper shovels at the same time to cut the rattan on the fat man's body, and before we could cut it, several thick rattan sticks stretched out of the tree and entangled me and Shirley Yang. Shirley poplar was light, and suddenly it was wrapped around the trunk, and its back was pressed against the trunk, and he suddenly let out a low cry of pain. When I saw that the fat man and Shirley Yang were in danger, I became ruthless in my heart, and desperately slashed at the rattan wrapped around my legs. The rattan was cut and retracted, and then more rattan stretched out to wrap around my limbs. In an instant, all three of us were tied to a tree.

As soon as I attached it to the trunk, I immediately felt a burning pain in my back, as if I had been burned by sulfuric acid. Then another rattan stick stretched out and wrapped itself around my right hand, and as soon as the rattan tightened, the sapper shovel in my hand fell to the ground. The pain in my back was getting worse and worse, and I felt as if my flesh and skin had been burned. Seeing that Shirley Young's left hand was not trapped, I motioned for her to cut off the rattan. Shirley Young held the sapper shovel in his left hand and slashed the rattan wrapped around his right hand with his backhand. As soon as the rattan in his right hand was cut off, he was entangled in a rattan sticking out of his waist. Seeing that Shirley Young was not having a good time free, I used my left hand, which was not very tightly entangled, to touch the paratrooper knife in the boot. The rattan became tighter and tighter as if it could detect my intentions, and as soon as I was so fierce that my left hand stretched down with all my might, a large piece of flesh was worn off my arm, and the blood immediately seeped out, and my left hand was liberated. I didn't care about the wound, so I quickly took out my paratrooper knife and reached out to cut the rattan that bound my right hand, leaving my body from the trunk first. I put the soles of my feet against the trunk of the tree and lay on my stomach on the ground. Although this rattan is powerful, it basically expands and contracts at a height of about half a meter, and it seems that it cannot touch the ground.

Seeing that I was out of danger for the time being, I quickly climbed to the fat man's side with my feet as the axis, first cut the rattan wrapped around his thigh with a paratrooper knife, and then pulled the sapper shovel out of his backpack, and cut off the thickest rattan that was wrapped around his waist and arms. The fat man also learned from me when he got out of sleep, and fell to the ground. I hurriedly turned around to save Shirley Yang, and the fat man also crawled forward after me. Shirley Yang's side was already in a very dangerous situation, a rattan stick stretched out and wrapped around her collarbone, and with a little force, Shirley Yang's head would stick to the trunk of the tree, and her limbs were already entangled in rattan, and the sapper shovel had fallen. Shirley Young was writhing as hard as he could, trying to break free from the rattan shackles. I quickly crawled over, stood up and cut the rattan wrapped around Shirley's collarbone, and the fat man quickly cut off the rattan wrapped around his limbs with his paratrooper knife, and before the old tree could reach out and attack us, the three of us quickly lay on the ground and crawled quickly to the grass.

It wasn't until they had climbed out of the grass and away from the trees that the three of them stopped to catch their breath. I felt the pain in my back, arms, thighs, and other parts of the tree trunk that was sticking to it excruciating, as if they were all corroded. Turning to look at the fat man and Shirley Yang, they were also inhaling cool air, obviously not lightly injured. I examined the wound closely, and the clothes on the wound had rotted away, revealing flesh, and the skin had corroded some of it, oozing yellow fluid, revealing pink subcutaneous tissue.

Shirley Yang examined the wound and said, "Our wounds seem to be not minor and we need to go to the hospital for sterilization and bandaging. There are too many strange woods, so I think we might as well leave as soon as possible. Lao Hu, do you know what kind of tree was entangled with us just now? "It's an alder tree." I replied. "What kind of bird is this alder tree?" The fat man asked.

"Alder is a man-eating tree, similar to a plant such as a cordyceps or an insectivorous flower. It uses rattan to tie up passing beasts, then slowly corrupts its prey with the corrosive liquid secreted from the trunk of the tree, and then absorbs nutrients through the bark of the tree, often eroding the prey to the point that there are no bones left. These trees generally live in cold or cold zones, and often hunt large creatures such as tigers and black bears. Probably the climate at the foot of this Yan Mountain is cold, so some grow here. I used to see a few trees when I was a soldier in Kunlun Mountain, and they were very rare. "I just remembered the shape of the tree and the way it hunted, and suddenly I remembered the name of the tree.