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 all over his body is difficult to move, and it is much better.

"Damn, what the hell is this place, all the food left is running out now, and I haven't even seen any wild animals to hunt nearby, but I don't know if there are fish in the lake"

The young man pondered and walked towards the lake, the lake was unusually cold, when he first entered the lake, it may have been because of the injury and the golden horn chasing after him, but he didn't feel much cold.

Now I feel it carefully, and I smile bitterly, as soon as my fingers enter the lake, I will freeze the frost, and I feel even more strange in my heart, such a cold lake has never frozen, and it seems that there should be no fish to survive.

With a soft sigh, the young man by the lake poked his head and searched for a long time, and wanted to give up, but he happened to see the lake glowing with blue light, and he was curious to see that there were fish.

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

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

Mo Ran made a spear fork from a branch, tried to fork for an unknown amount of time, and finally caught a few, and then lit a fire on the shore, and searched for a few days, and this time he could finally eat fresh food.

It's just that just after the fire, when he picked up two fish and roasted them on the fire, he saw that the fish scales withered, turned into crystalline light, and the fish body turned into water, all of which were empty, which made him 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! I heard the village chief talk about it before, and I also looked through the ancient books, and I saw a little bit, but there is no such fish in the waterholes around Qingshan Village, and I was negligent."

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.

Mo Ran regretted in his heart, it was actually a fish species recorded in the legend, if he was brought back to the village and raised there, there would 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 removing the effect of timidity and disease, and now he has caught three, and two of them have turned into water, which is wasted, such a big hidden lake, and it is even more difficult to find the remaining ones.

"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 the injury is a lot better at night."

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"

The boy twisted his left arm, and the pain was already much less, and his normal activities were no longer hindered. Several other wounds were inexplicably healed as early as a few days ago, and I guessed in my heart that it should be the effect of this lake water, after all, even the blue-scaled fish exist.

In the past few days, Mo Ran has been looking for a long time, occasionally seeing blue light hurrying by, trying to fish several times, but all failed, these blue-scaled fish are full of spirituality, and rarely appear after a few times, which also made him give up the idea of continuing to fish.

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

After a few days of recuperation, his injuries were healed, and Mo Ran started boxing by the lake as usual, which was a homework he would do every day when he was in Qingshan Village.

After this time, he paid more attention to his own exercise, most of the beasts he usually hunted were easy to catch, but when he encountered some special, such as the golden horn, even if he had all the ability, he could not be defeated, only by constantly training his bones and tendons, so that he was strong enough and fast enough, so that he would not fall into such a fate, even if he was invincible, he could get out safely.

Whenever he was exhausted, Mo Ran went down to the lake, and suddenly felt energetic, and once he was tired, he returned to the shore and continued the cycle.

Speaking of helplessness, now that he can't get out of this secluded lake, he simply exercises more, and many beast martial arts in the village just let him practice them 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 contains the simplicity of reason, a suck and a move, are natural, the beast is the mountain pet, the world is unique, it has its own strengths, people are the first spirit, you can learn the law of the beasts.

Mo Ran had already learned it at an early age, who knew that when he encountered the Golden Horn, no matter how many beast skills he had, what was the use? The strength was too different, but after all, there were many wonderful uses.

After several 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 he can crack stones with a punch, which is a lot more powerful than before.

Now he has gradually adapted to the cold of the lake, and the blood and qi in his body are becoming more and more vigorous, and the cold of the lake water is difficult to frost outside his body.

"Now the injury is almost better, but I still haven't thought of a way to get out," the young man sighed as he wandered on his back in the lake.

"Grandpa, they are probably in a hurry, Xiaoqi doesn't know what's going on, maybe she's still crying"

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.

"Damn, what is this mist, I can't see it clearly at all as soon as I enter, or it's still white" The young man frowned slightly, and his face was ugly.

He tried many ways, and since his injuries healed, he tossed up, if he was trapped here for the rest of his life, what difference would it be to die?

The ground was full of 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 end 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 in it, but he can also withdraw safely just in case.

It was only after a few attempts, as if in the white mist seed, nothing existed at all, 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.

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

"Presumably there are people like me, who can't get out of here by mistake" Mo Ran picked up the white bones, and guessed in his heart.

"Or maybe someone from the outside world is coming here, and if so, there should be a way out here."

"Look at this white bone, it looks like a human" Mo Ran observed a few, frowning and thinking.

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.

But now I have two tied to my waist, and I take the two big trees on the side of them, so that I can have a better analysis of the direction, so as not to get lost in this strange white fog, and prevent myself from returning to the original point after walking for half a day.

The white mist is filled, I don't know how long it has been, there is only a figure in the fog, walking from time to time, the only thing that can be seen is that its waist is gradually flooded with a faint blue light, if it is not transparent white fog, you can see the faint blue color looming, even Mo Ran, did not notice his own weirdness.

The transparent water bag on his waist, even through the white fog, 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."

The boy muttered as he watched the bark rope taut. This time when I go back, I must be in place in one step, do enough bark rope, after the first few attempts, Mo Ran has mastered a lot, next time I have a greater certainty to find a way out, if everything is not wrong.