After leaving the wooden city, they encountered some monsters on the way, and after a few fights, by now, everyone was hungry.

This primeval forest is beautiful, but it is full of dangers, and if you walk in it, you may die under the trees at any time.

When the weather is hot, the leaves of the tree are very bright, and it seems that the hotter the weather, the more energetic the tree becomes.

Ma Cha once went to the small mountain peak to soak in the hot springs, the hot springs of the small mountain peak are the most famous in the world, there are many hot springs there, all of them are natural hot springs, those hot water is exposed outside, it is a natural open-air hot spring.

The small mountain is full of hot springs, and it seems that if you take a stone from the ground, water will bubble up from the ground, which is of course an exaggeration, but it is enough to show that there are many hot springs on the small mountain peak.

At that time, Ma Cha soaked in hot springs every day, and the hot springs of the small peaks were rich in minerals, and they often soaked in hot springs, and the legend was that they could live forever, which was of course a bit exaggerated, but it was necessary to soak in hot springs often and prolong life.

Unfortunately, when the flood came, all but four large mountains, including small peaks, were flooded.

Wandering people, the house is not so important to them, wherever they go, they can build a simple house there, there are stone houses, wooden stick houses, grass houses, etc., all kinds of houses, living in them feels different, it is not the same comfort. They can also pitch a tent in the wild, different tents, and it feels different to live.

Another interesting thing is that they can put up the stereo outside the tent in the field, pick up the microphone, and sing in the field. The wilderness is really called a wilderness, the singing can be spread far in the wild, singing in the wild, people's hearts are leisurely, singing in the wild, there is a different taste.

The sun is bright today, but it's a bit hot to be honest.

They found a big tree, and Brother Liu made a tree house on the tree, and there was a prawn hot pot restaurant not far from the big tree.

Xiaohuo writes poems very hard, a poem that is not long, sometimes he can only write one sentence a day, the shortest time, he writes one word a day, and more extremely, he can't write a word a day, and the number of words written is zero.

Xiaohuo went on the road alone, he hiked up a road with mountains and trees on both sides, he saw a white building in front of him, and he wanted to walk to the location of the building.

This is a cemetery, the people in this primeval forest are dead, many people are buried here, the mountains here, the trees here, the water brought in here, can all soothe the souls of the dead, is it only to soothe the souls of the dead? In fact, it can also soothe the souls of the living.

Xiaohuo didn't expect that he would come to such a strange place, this is a cemetery, how could he come to a cemetery?

When he came to the cemetery, Xiaohuo no longer wanted to go forward, and after coming to the cemetery, Xiaohuo looked at the not very good-looking mountain here, looked at the two tall fairy sculptures here, and saw the willow and locust trees here, Xiaohuo thought to himself, this is really a quiet place.

Xiaohuo came to the cemetery and felt cut off, and when he came to this place, he wanted to go back.

Xiaohuo is like this, he is very willful too often, he speaks with his own temperament, writes poems with his temperament, walks with his temperament, and does things with his temperament, Xiaohuo is a casual person.

Xiaohuo went back and walked a lot of roads, he wanted to go back and tell everyone, that he had walked to the northernmost part of the primeval forest, and that he had reached the end of the primeval forest, and he wanted to go back and tell everyone that he had walked a lot, and that he was too tired to walk.