Now that a few days have passed, Mo Ran's broken bones have healed a lot, and there is still occasional pain, but compared to the previous few days, the pain in his body and difficulty in moving has improved a lot.

"What the hell is this place, there are no beasts to hunt"

A young man by the lake, poking his head out and looking around, had been here for a few days, but he had not even heard the sound of the beast's chirping, which was fine at first, and would give him some time to recover from his injuries.

But now the problem comes, a lot of my dry food is in the cave, if there are not even some small beasts, food is a problem.

The white mist is thick here, and the lake is glowing with crystal light, if it were not for the terrible silence here, it would be like a fairyland, hazy and beautiful.

The gloomy lake, the cold is abnormal, when Mo Ran first entered the lake, it may be because of the injury dragged down, and there are golden horns chasing after him, he didn't feel much cold, but now he feels it carefully, and he also smiles bitterly.

As soon as his fingers entered the lake, a thin layer of hoarfrost condensed in an instant, and he was disappointed that there would be no fish alive in this cold water.

It was just a sudden ray of blue light that made his eyes light up.

The blue light on the surface of the lake only disappeared in an instant, and if it weren't for his keen sense, he really didn't notice that this blue light was actually a fish in the lake!

Strange to say, ordinary fish swim in the lake, and the surface of the lake is somewhat rippling, but here it is not reasonable and very strange.

"This fish is really beautiful, the ice blue is transparent, I don't know how it tastes"

The corners of the boy's mouth curled, and he immediately made a spear fork out of a branch, and after a long time, he finally caught a few.

Now he was happily returning to the shore and making a fire, and it was the first time he had seen this strange fish, and he was inevitably hungry.

It's just that when he just finished lighting the fire and picked up two fish and roasted them on the fire, he was shocked.

The small blue fish, the scales of the fish withered off, turned into a glittering crystal light, and even the body of the fish melted into a pool of clear water, and disappeared to the ground in a blink of an eye.

This situation made the slightly cloudy teenager stunned for a while before he reacted.

"Oh no, this is the blue-scaled fish mentioned in the ancient books, I didn't even recognize it!" the young man frowned and sighed lightly.

He had heard the village chief talk about it before, and he had also turned over some ancient books and read a little, but there was no such fish in the waterholes around Qingshan Village, so he didn't think about it just now.

Blue-scaled fish, born in the secluded Tan, its scales are crystal like blue, transparent like water, a pool of up to nine, containing the extreme number of spirits, not less than one, not more than a point, diving such as secluded, do not smell its breath, meet the fire and fall into the scales, its body turns into water.

The young man regretted in his heart, this is actually a fish species recorded in the legend, if he is brought back to the village and raised there, there will be blue-scaled fish to eat every year.

I heard that this fish has the effect of forging the body and containing the spirit, and in addition to the effect of timidity and disease, he has now caught three, and two of them have turned into spiritual water, wasting such a large lake in vain, if you want to find the remaining few, I am afraid it will be even more difficult.

"The ancient books don't say how to eat this fish, you can't roast it, you can't eat it raw, right?"

The young man on the shore wondered, now there is only one, but it can't be like before, the predecessors who wrote ancient books are really not kind, they are all some introduction effects and the like, and the actual method is not written at all, it is too hateful!

Then he stomped his feet, and had no choice but to put some lake water in a bag, raise the fish, hang it on his waist, and wait until he returned to the village.

"Hey, it's still good to soak your feet in this lake, although it's a little cold, but I feel refreshed and my injuries are a lot better."

The boy sat leisurely by the lake, paddling his feet and nibbling on a few fruits picked from the tree.

"In this hellish place, there are fish that cannot be eaten, but there are many fruits, although they don't taste good, but it is better than starving"

After a few days, most of his injuries were healed, and it was not surprising that it was the effect of the lake's water, after all, even the blue-scaled fish existed.

However, he still had the fish in mind, and he searched for it by the lake several times, occasionally seeing blue light appear, but he only hurriedly passed by, and tried to catch fish several times, but failed

These blue-scaled fish seemed to be full of spirituality, and after a few days of searching, this fish rarely appeared, which made him stop the idea of fishing.

"Drink," there was a soft roar from the shore.

Mo Ran couldn't find a way out, so he practiced boxing by the lake as usual, which was the homework he would do every day when he was in Qingshan Village.

Now that I think about it, my own strength is not enough, only by constantly training my bones and muscles, so that I am strong enough and fast enough, I will not fall into such a fate, even if I am defeated, I can get out safely.

Whenever he was exhausted, the boy plunged into the lake, and since he got used to the cold of the lake, the blood in his body became more and more vigorous, and the cold of the lake water had long been difficult to make him frost outside his body.

And this lake also has a miraculous effect, in addition to recovering injuries, it can also relieve fatigue!

As soon as he entered the lake, he suddenly felt energetic and tired, and it was because of this that he was able to exercise so reciprocatingly.

Speaking of which, this is really a helpless move, since he can't get out of this secluded lake now, he simply practices more boxing, and many beast martial arts in the village just practice one by one.

Moving like a rabbit, climbing like an ape, fast like a leopard, quiet like a turtle, Qingshan villagers, most of them have learned animal skills, although vulgar, but contain the most simple and reasonable.

A suck and move, are natural, the beast is the mountain pet, the world is unique, has its own strengths, people are the first spirit, you can learn the law of the beasts.

Mo Ran had learned it at an early age, who knew what was the use of encountering the Golden Horn Horn, no matter how many beast skills there were? There was just too much difference in strength, but having said that, there were many wonderful uses in the end.

After a few days of going back and forth by the lake, the injuries on his body have healed, thanks to the effect of the lake, his muscles and bones are stronger, and one punch can crack the mountain rocks, which is a lot more powerful than before.

In Qingshan Village, a thin figure often lies by the window, and for several days, the village is also a little more dull.

"Grandpa, grandpa, my brother has been missing for half a month, and he hasn't come back yet, what should I do?"

Xiaoqi was dying every day, looking blankly at the outside of the village, and as soon as her grandfather came back, she asked anxiously.

"You girl, don't look at it, go back to sleep, your brother should be fine, he will come back"

Grandpa Mo Ran would go out to search every day, for several days, and occasionally went out of the outer realm a few times, but he coughed up blood and came back, and no one knew.

But he knew in his heart that Mo Ran himself should be fine, and he might be trapped, or he would not be able to return to the village.

"What is this fog, I can't see it at all as soon as I enter, or is it white" The young man frowned slightly, and his face was ugly.

He tried many methods, and since his injuries healed, he tossed up, if he was trapped here for the rest of his life, what difference was it from death?

The ground was covered with ropes made of tree bark, and now the only way to do this was to tie one end of the rope to the tree and the other to himself.

This method is rarely used by him on weekdays, but it works well, not only can he discern the direction and not get lost, but he can also safely withdraw to the original place just in case.

It was only after a few attempts, as if there was nothing at all in the white mist, and it turned back to the original lake.

Whether he lit a fire or threw something in the white mist, the fire was extinguished in an instant, and the thing was silent, invisible to the eye, and impossible to transmit, which made him strange for a while.

Click

There was a small sound on the ground, and a young man in the fog leaned over to look at the ground, and what he saw was some white bones, which had long since weathered and cracked.

"Presumably someone like me has strayed into this place and not come out," Mo Ran picked up the white bones and muttered in his heart.

Beasts are naturally highly susceptible and generally don't stray into this place, but in any case, at least in this mist, there may be a way out, and maybe they will meet other people who are lost here.

In the white mist, a figure probe looked around, but the vicinity was as empty as an abyss, except for the fog in front of him, and the debris on the ground that could be seen when he leaned over, everything else was not visible, even if he looked up, it was only foggy.

This situation lasted for several hours, and Mo Ran estimated that it should be night now, but there was no difference between day and night here, and there was still no change, and if it weren't for the bark rope tied around his waist that hadn't been damaged, he wouldn't dare to stay like this.

Fortunately, he now has two tied around his waist, which he took from the two big trees on the side, so that he can better distinguish some directions, so as not to get lost in this strange white mist.

The white mist was filled, and I don't know how long it had been, and there was only a figure in the mist, walking from time to time, and the only thing that was visible was a faint blue light gradually shining around its waist.

If it weren't for the white mist, he could see the faint blue color looming, and even Mo Ran, he didn't notice his weirdness.

The transparent water bag on the waist, even through the white fog, you can still see the blue light inside, the blue scale fish, the scale light is blue, and the white fog here cannot be hidden!

"I'm afraid it can only end here, but it's much better than the previous times, at least I've used up the bark rope, and I've probably walked a few hundred meters, and I'm going to do more when I go back."

This time he didn't go back to square one, but he had exhausted the bark rope, and it seemed that he would have to make enough for the next time, so that he would have a greater certainty of getting out of the fog.