Nanbao Mountain, located in the southwest of Dayi, is a remote jungle with no inhabited people. The smallest trees on the mountain, the size of three adults, are dense and deep, the shade is thick, and the sun is not seen all day long, and the forest is full of shade, vines spread, and countless stingers and thorns are densely packed in the middle, which is daunting.

It is precisely for this reason that this Nanbao Mountain has become a paradise for poisonous snakes and beasts. Stretching for thousands of miles, there are countless fierce beasts living in Nanbao Mountain, vultures and lions and tigers fighting each other, survival of the fittest, this Nanbao Mountain, it has become a world of beasts, how dare ordinary people get close to half a step?

When people are also bold.

Some people are forced by life to take risks, or want to make a windfall, and get lost, they will come to this Nanbaoshan. Not to mention that hunting tigers can be exchanged for a lot of silver, even if you pick some rare herbs, the income is also very considerable.

Although many people have lost their lives in this Nanbao Mountain in order to seek wealth, there are really many who have made a fortune. Wang Ping is one of them. This man who is more than half a hundred years old has been with Nanbaoshan for half his life, and he has developed a skill, and he can return with a full load every time. Wang Ping's proudest time was when he encountered a griffin and a brute bear fighting for territory.

This griffin was a group animal, but this one was alone. It was two or three times larger than the average griffon, and spread its wings to be about twenty feet wide. With a flick of the wings, the wind can blow off the small trees, blowing the grass all over the ground.

The brute bear is not good at stubble, the dark fur on his body is like armor, coupled with the huge fangs and the sharp teeth of the bear's paws, it is indeed domineering. It's a pity that this brute bear has met an opponent after all.

The brute bear was obviously no match for the griffin, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, he struggled with the griffin, and finally he was defeated, and his head was broken by the griffin's table, and his brain was eaten clean.

Wang Ping was patient, soaking in the muddy water, and after the griffin had eaten and drunk enough to leave, he went to peel off the skin of the brute bear.

The griffin pecked at the bear's brain, and then disemboweled it with its sharp beak, and soon ate the bear liver and bile, but the griffin did not care about the bear skin. When they were full, the griffin snoozed on a boulder.

Thanks to this Wang Ping's really good temperament, he soaked in the muddy water full of locusts for a day and a night, and finally waited for the griffin to leave. Wang Ping cut off a complete bear skin, and a rich man went out to buy it with a thousand taels of gold, but he didn't sell it.

Whoever changes it will not sell this bear skin, because this bear skin is not simple.

This wild bear is not one of any bears that one has ever seen. But just this bear skin, the tentacles are warm, even in the snowy season, this bear skin will not be a little cool, take it out anytime, anywhere, it is warm.

It felt like the bear had never died, the bear's skin, as if it had been alive.

Since then, Wang Ping's name has been loud, people give the nickname "Nanbao Hunter", many children from poor families have come to apprentice, learn the art of hunting, but Wang Ping turned away one by one, in his words: "Deep mountains and old forests, if you want to save your life, you need to have a beast-like nature, this nature, can not be learned." ”

Wang Ping came out of Nanbao Mountain again, but he didn't see any prey. Dressed in rags, with a disheveled head, and a bloody face, he staggered out of the mountain. The family members who were waiting outside the mountain supported Wang Ping, and found that his eyes were dilated and his mouth was babbling into sentences, and asked him what he had encountered, so Wang Ping replied over and over again: "The mandrill is coming, the mandrill is coming......

Everyone said that Wang Ping must be crazy, because how could there be a mandrill in this world? The mandrill is just a myth and legend. There is a cloud in the ancient book "Classic of Mountains and Seas": "There is a Gan giant in the south, with a human face and long arms, a black body with hair, a heel back, a smile when he sees people, and his lips cover his face......" It is said that this mandrill body is taller than ordinary people, with a human face, arms hanging down to the knees, black hair all over the body, toes back, heels forward, can learn people to laugh, lips are particularly large, stretching can cover the entire face......

How could such a monster appear in real life?

Fortunately, Wang Ping finally came to his senses and regained his senses, but so far he no longer went into the mountains, at most he hunted some birds and hares on the side of the mountain, and never went into the hinterland of the mountains again.

However, when Fengxing performed the "Xunfeng Nine Doppelganger" in front of Wang Ping, Wang Ping finally agreed to take Fengxing to find the mandrill - Wang Ping also wanted to prove that he was not dazzled.

Wang Pinghe Fengxing acted very secretively, and before dawn, the two of them had already walked in the dense jungle. Deep in the mountains and dense forests, there is no road, the wind makes Wang Ping follow behind him to guide the way, and he opens the road in front, with a little luck, the wind is agitated, the mountains and trees retreat, and he "breaks out" of a road.

Seeing such a supernatural and fairy-like character, Wang Ping was even more excited, and he was so excited that he felt that he had not lived in vain in his life.

"What was it doing when you saw that mandrill?" asked Fengxing as he opened the way, "If it's really a mandrill, how can you escape with your life?"

Wang Ping listened to the skeptical tone, and felt very uncomfortable, and replied angrily: "If you want to believe it, believe it, if you don't believe it, we can go back to the house now......"

"Don't be angry. Feng Xing stopped, turned around, and said calmly, "I don't doubt what you mean, I just want to confirm what this mandrill is all about: know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles!"

Hearing Fengxing say this, Wang Ping's face suddenly bloomed, everyone didn't believe that he saw the mandrill, but he got the trust of the strange man in front of him, Wang Ping was naturally happy, and talked about everything in between, and his eyebrows danced, completely forgetting the embarrassment of the day.

Fengxing listened to Wang Ping's narration while opening the road, and soon walked to the depths of Nanbao Mountain, where Wang Ping occasionally had to stop and look around to determine where to go. Sometimes you even have to look for some trees for half a day......

"You came to the hinterland of Nanbao Mountain, and you can enter and exit safely, but I am afraid that you have made marks on these trees. Feng Xing said jokingly, "You are also thoughtful, you obviously have a set of methods, but you just don't want to take everyone to get rich together......"

Wang Ping found an arrow on a giant tree, pointed out a direction for Feng Xing, and replied: "It's not that I'm thoughtful, it's completely forced out." Forced to make a living, he risked his life to go to this deep mountain and old forest, and he only wanted to eat. It's a fluke to get out of the mountain safely so many times, how dare you bring others in, but not everyone can be as lucky as me, just like this time I met the mandrill, I almost lost my life......"

It turned out that this Wang Ping had been in Nanbao Mountain for many years, and summed up the law of the infestation of wild beasts and poisonous snakes, so as to design a route into the mountain for himself. Along this route, there will be no surprises and there will not be much danger. But this time, the "accident" still happened.

When Wang Ping was picking herbs in the dense forest of Nanbao Mountain, he found a Ganoderma lucidum, which grew extremely gratifying. Wang Ping felt happy to descend from the sky, this Ganoderma lucidum looks at the quality, I am afraid that it has a lifespan of hundreds of years, one by one sprinkled in the grass on the hillside, and the fungus cover is like a small umbrella......

Picking herbs all year round, Wang Ping is no stranger to Ganoderma lucidum, which is also known as the spirit in the forest, which is the essence of the aura of heaven and earth in the deep mountains and dense forests. The shape is umbrella-shaped, the cap is kidney-shaped, semicircular or nearly round, and has the effect of replenishing qi and soothing the nerves, relieving cough and asthma. Some people even say that if this Ganoderma lucidum grows for a certain age, it can prolong life if it is eaten, and even more, it is said that if you are lucky enough to take Ganoderma lucidum for more than 1,000 years, you can live forever.

Wang Ping didn't pay attention to such an ethereal thing as immortality, but these lingzhi can really change Wang Ping's life, but it is certain.

Just when Wang Ping couldn't wait to pick Ganoderma lucidum, something unexpected happened. Wang Ping felt the ground rise under his feet suddenly, and his body rushed into the air and slammed into the grass. Wang Ping's head was dazed, he didn't understand what was happening at all, he only felt like his body was falling apart, the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't get up for a while.

Finally breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Ping staggered to his feet, but there was no abnormality in the grass in front of him, and he said in his heart, how could there be such a strange thing. Looking at the Ganoderma lucidum swaggering in the grass, Wang Ping's heart was horizontal, his teeth were gritted, he threw the back basket on his body to the ground, stared at the Ganoderma lucidum in front of him, and walked over again.

This time it was even worse, and several fist-thick sticks instantly rose from the grass under his feet, knocking Wang Ping to the ground. No matter where Wang Ping rolled, those dirt sticks would come out from under him, poking Wang Ping with pain like broken bones. It wasn't until a certain distance away from those lingzhi that the sticks disappeared.

With this lesson, Wang Ping understood that he was not hallucinating, but had really encountered a miracle. Originally, it should be important to escape in this case, but Wang Pingcai was obsessed, and he was unwilling to let the fat in his mouth slip away. So he found a long branch and prepared to hook the lingzhi from a distance.

"You don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and you don't die if you don't see the Yellow River. Feng Xing didn't look back, looked at the dense forest in front of him, and joked.

"If it weren't for this greed for money, I wouldn't have seen the mandrill. Wang Ping was quite self-deprecating, "Speaking of which, if I have seen that mandrill and a strange person like you, this life is worth it." ”

The branch stretched out by Wang Ping had not yet reached the Ganoderma lucidum, but suddenly a strange thing happened that scared Wang Ping to this day: a hairy arm stretched out from the ground, covered with black hair, extremely huge, and each finger was afraid to be twice as long as an adult's finger. The black hand grabbed the branch, and with a slight force, Wang Ping felt a force so powerful that it could not be described in words coming from the hand that stretched out from the ground, Wang Ping involuntarily let go, and the branch was also taken away by the strange hand.

Then, another hand stretched out from underground, and as soon as he held the ground with both hands, a huge ape-shaped monster jumped out of the ground - the most surprising thing for Wang Ping was that there were no potholes underground.

Wang Ping saw that this monster was extremely tall, afraid of being about ten feet tall, with a human face, his arms hanging down under his knees, covered in black hair, his toes back, his heels forward, his lips were very large, and his lower lip turned up from time to time, covering his entire face......

Isn't this the legendary mandrill? Wang Ping was so frightened that his legs trembled like chaff. was about to escape, but unexpectedly, the mandrill had the branch in his hand and beat Wang Pinglai fiercely. The branch was originally a dead branch of an old tree in the deep mountains, and it was unusually strong, and the mandrill was extremely powerful, Wang Ping was hit a few times, his muscles and bones were broken, and he quickly rolled down the mountain...... From time to time, there was the laughter of the mandrill behind him, like a mockery of Wang Ping.

"It's right ahead. Wang Ping pointed to a hillside in front of him and said to Feng Xing, "Through these big trees, climb halfway up the mountain, you can see those Ganoderma lucidum......

Speaking of Ganoderma lucidum, Wang Ping's eyes radiated brilliance again.