I saw a human teenager.

This young man was about fourteen or fifteen years old, almost no different from human appearance, with good facial features, and even some delicateness, his eyes were amber, his forehead looked much wider than ordinary people, his long hair was shawl, and he was covered in black and white mud, and he was wrapped around a black grass skirt from the waist down. And on his left hand, a two-foot-long sharp knife wrapped in a white cloth was cold and shiny.

His movements are vigorous and rhythmic, and his force is very large, and fast, surprisingly fast, and I can't even keep up with his rhythm when I fight him, always slower by a beat. Brush, brush, brush, every time he cuts out, fast, accurate, ruthless, natural and passionate, people can't help but feel fear.

I suddenly figured out a phrase called "nimble little man".

However, he seems to be very different from humans, standing, attacking, jumping, but more like a monkey, I fought him for a few rounds, and when I didn't pay attention, when I dodged the wolf under my feet, my left arm was cut by a blade, and blood immediately burst out.

And at this moment, a thick wooden stick was decisively stabbed in the waist of the young man.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao finally beat the wolves timidly, and withdrew to come back to support. Compared to me, he has always been a good seedling of fighting, a stick in his hand, such as a fan splashed by the wind door, the shadow of the stick flipped, no matter how powerful the young man's knife skills are, he is not Lao Xiao's opponent, and he ate a few sticks after a while, especially the last one, the head of the pocket is a stick, knocking on the blood on his brain, and he screamed in pain.

His cry was also "whooping", just like the monkey orangutan.

Just as he was losing his mind, the knife in my hand slashed out diagonally and chopped off two fingers of his left hand. He screamed miserably, opened his mouth like a tiger, and climbed backwards, climbed up the tree, three times and twice, and disappeared in the forest, and at this time, the wolves besieging us, the few remaining ones also disappeared at the end of the jungle with their tails between their legs.

They turned back as they ran, howling in injury.

There were four wolf corpses at our feet, one was beheaded by me, the other was smashed by the miscellaneous hairy path, and the other two were killed by Wan Sanye with a sharp knife. is worthy of Zhao Zhonghua's master, with his ancient age, he actually killed two in this chaotic scene, and it was a one-hit kill, and he was very powerful.

After a fierce fight, the old man was also out of breath, he looked at the shadow in the distance in the forest, and said I can't imagine that this thing is actually here?

I wondered, old man, do you know this thing?

He smeared the blood on the wolf corpse in the ground, and then told us that this guy should be the long-rumored monkey child of Shennongjia: according to legend, his mother was a woman from the countryside of western Hubei who was taken away by the Shennongjia savages and sent back a few months later, and later gave birth to him. At first, he didn't notice anything unusual, but he didn't speak very well and his personality was withdrawn, but when he grew up to the age of seven, he suddenly stabbed the woman's husband to death, and then escaped into the forest. This is the matter of 02 years, in the vicinity of the Shennongjia forest area, it is widely spread, and there are often places to hear the legend of this guy, because he dresses and behaves like a monkey, so others call him "monkey child", saying that it is a monkey's child - the reason why I know this is because his mother came to me three years ago to ask for help......

I picked up the two severed fingers on the floor, thick and full of thick calluses.

This mongrel has run far enough, and actually ran across most of the forest area, from the north to the south, what is his purpose? However, no matter what, the uncle's revenge for his broken arm must be avenged.

I'm not a saint, and I can't learn the realm of "feeding the tiger with my body", and if I have a grudge, it must be revenge, otherwise I will be unhappy and aggrieved.

After talking about the origin of this monkey child, Wan Sanye frowned, and said that he felt like going back to the camp to see, although Wan Yong and they had guns, they might not be able to cope with these. Thinking of the old, weak, sick and disabled in the camp, we called in our hearts, Li Tangcheng and these guys who met in Pingshui would be forgotten, if Wan Yong, Zhao Zhonghua and a few of them had an accident, it would be absolutely terrible.

We tied up the four wolf corpses on the ground and dragged them back.

When we went back, it finally didn't rain anymore, and we didn't care about the mud on the ground and ran back. There was mud splashed in my shoes, and it was very slippery when I walked, which made me uncomfortable. However, except for a few shrunken squirrels along the way, we didn't see any threatening creatures again, and this eerie silence made us even more uneasy. As we hurried back to the camp, we saw that the tent on the meadow was still there, but when we walked over, we found that things were in a mess outside, and there was no one in the tent.

I didn't even see the two corpses piled up downhill.

We saw the footprints of wild wolves around the camp, messy and numerous, and it was clear that the wolves had been to the territory before they attacked us. But we didn't see any blood, and we didn't know if the road was washed away by the rain or if there was no fighting here. Wan Chaodong was a little anxious, and shouted everywhere, calling his brother, calling his uncle, and calling the shopkeeper, but on the empty meadow, where is there an echo?

I used my sharp knife to beat the fire that had been extinguished by the heavy rain, and there was a small pot next to it, and some other cutlery, which were scattered in a mess, and I could see that Wan Yong and they were in a hurry, and they didn't have time to clean up. There were also a lot of things in the tent that they didn't take away, but I don't know if they walked with Zhao Zhonghua and the others.

We were all worried, and our hearts were a little dull: Could it be that Wan Chao'an didn't find it, and three more people were lost at this time, so we still have to continue to look for it?

Wan Sanye looked up at the gloomy sky, walked to the back of the tent, untied the turquoise bamboo tube pinned to his waist, and said something in his mouth. This shadow is the side of a strong man, and the general appearance of Kato Haraji's paper-cutting man, my heart jumped, Wan Sanye He caught a ghost all his life, but he didn't think about it, and he also raised a ghost.

I don't know what kind of ghost this is Wan Dao Sanye, but I just look at it like an ink-colored cross-section, which is completely different from the image of the five ghost handling techniques that turn the earth upside down, and the appearance of my little ghost flowers. As soon as it appeared, its nose seemed to stir, and then leaned over into Wan Sanye's body, the old man was shocked, and then pointed in the direction of the peach forest, and shouted "go" in his mouth, and didn't care about us, just raise his legs.

We didn't know what was going on, but we followed him.

As we galloped through the peach blossom forest, we passed the hill, past a few tall oak trees, past a large forest of low thorns, and finally in front of a vine-clinging hill. Looking at a black shadow flashing from a distance, Wan Chaodong shouted excitedly, "Brother, brother, I'm Chaodong!" The black shadow heard it and ran over, and when we saw it, it was Wan Chaoxin in a raincoat.

Seeing us, Wan Chaoxin was very happy, and hurriedly pulled us to the cave above, where Li Tangcheng and a few of them were there.

Wan Sanye breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands with his hands, and made a handprint, and the black qi lingering on his body penetrated into the turquoise bamboo tube. He carefully sealed the oil umbrella paper, and then asked Zhao Zhonghua who came up to him what was going on?

The old man was obviously a little angry, and his tone was not good.

Zhao Zhonghua wiped the sweat on his head and explained that they were looking for a corpse by the stream, but suddenly saw a thin man chasing a wild man's corpse in the stream downstream, and was looked at and cold, so he wanted to come back quickly and inform them, but when he arrived at the camp, he smelled a fishy smell in the air, and hurriedly called these people to run up the slope. After settling in the cave, Zhao Zhonghua went back to the camp, but when he didn't see us, he turned back and was discussing to find us......

Wan Sanye took out the red cloth strip from the dead Xiaoyang's hand and explained what we encountered.

Wan Chaoxin took this strip of cloth, and it was definitely Chao'an's guy's, and he saw it in their yard, and he was still laughing at Chao'an at that time, he was not born in his year, what kind of red underwear he was wearing, and he was ashamed to die. We were all silent: Chao'an was going to die in the hands of Na Xiaoyang and the monkey child, and I was afraid that my life would not be saved.

We stayed in the cave for a long time, Wan Chaodong's heart was a little worried, and he encouraged a few people to go back, since we can't find it, then don't put everyone's lives here-Heizhugou, it's too dangerous. His proposal, to be honest, several people were moved, including me - although the main ingredients of the hand, the dragon fern grass was not found, but I can also have it in the Qingshan Realm, this black bamboo ditch is really evil, it is better to go back early.

However, Wan Sanye didn't speak, Wan Yong didn't echo it, Wan Chaodong sang to himself alone, and felt bored, so he shut up.

Li Tangcheng wanted to find the body of the fox, and they even wanted to untie the hole and go in to take a look: this was obviously a sign that the scar had forgotten the pain. The rain outside was sometimes heavy and sometimes small, and we did not go out again, and the miscellaneous hair trail was a free and easy person, stretched his waist, said he was sleepy, and found a dry place to sleep. We decided to rest overnight in this cave of less than ten square meters, and in the evening we went to the camp to leave, moved our things, got some food, and rested in the cave.

It was still a vigil in turns, and I was lined up in the second half of the night, so I went to bed early, and I don't know how long it was, and I was woken up in a daze, I opened my eyes, and then looked at the entrance of the cave, and saw that there were hundreds of people below.