Walking through the undulating mountains, stopping from time to time to release the wooden magpie, not only recording various data, but also recording the time and place of data collection. The further you go to the plateau, the cooler the climate becomes, and you can even feel a hint of humidity.

It is a small dry season in the fields outside the mountains, but the higher the terrain is higher on the plateau, the higher the humidity of the air, probably because the wind blowing from the direction of the ocean is blocked by the plateau, and convection and eddies are formed here.

Hua Zhenxing climbed several mountains, the altitude of the high place had reached more than a thousand meters, and when he entered a plateau valley, it was already the dusk of the fourth day after his departure.

Looking at the oncoming sunset, the sky actually fell with a drizzle. The sun shone obliquely, the rain fell overhead, and lush vegetation appeared in the deep valley under the setting sun, and the glow reflected in several places, which were the lakes dotted within.

Mr. Feng has circled the place on the map, and it is not easy to get here, and under normal circumstances, I am afraid that no one will come for many years. The surrounding area is too steep and too desolate, as if the essence of this piece of heaven and earth is concentrated here.

Hua Zhenxing found the water birds, and as far as the eye could see, there were small dots swimming on the water surface, and some were still flapping their wings and flying in the glow. He walked down the slope with a stick and found that there were not only wild ducks, but also pelicans, black herons and water children!

It is a long and narrow valley between two branch mountain ranges, slightly spindle-shaped from south to north, more than a dozen kilometers long, and about a few kilometers wide at its widest point. Lakes and vegetation can be seen on satellite maps, but they are nowhere near as impressive as they are in the field.

Hua Zhenxing's first feeling was shock, because he had never seen such a scene, the delicacy and magnificence contained in the rugged desolation, and the beauty and spirituality presented in the rough wilderness. Finding such scenery in this world is like living in Philoso-Porto since he was a child, dreaming of a beautiful world.

According to the map, the highest mountain in the surrounding area is 2,100 meters above sea level, and the lake in the valley is about 800 meters above sea level. There are five large and small lakes, surrounded by lush vegetation, and the cliffs, shoals, meadows, and trees form a variety of shore formations, and you can see it from above.

Walking into the valley, the vegetation became more and more dense from sparse grass to long grass, bushes, wild flowers, wild fruits, and then tall trees.

In the very center of the valley there is a small raised plateau, consisting of a series of hills one or two hundred meters high, next to a crescent-shaped lake around the knoll, and bamboo forests growing on the shores of the lake and on the hills.

Hua Zhenxing came to the water's edge and found a lot of surprises in the grass and soil nests in the forest - all kinds of bird eggs. The eggshell is white and green, and the eggshell is black and brown, and it is a water egg, which is quite fresh! There are also pheasants in the jungle, and wild eggs are smaller than ordinary eggs, so they must taste good, right?

Hua Zhenxing has never been so happy, so many eggs can be picked up casually! He didn't take too much at once, but only picked up a few fresh ones for dinner, anyway, there are many here, and he can eat them whenever he wants.

Bird eggs are divided into fertilized eggs and unfertilized eggs, and Hua Zhenxing, who has cultivated the Yuan Cultivation Technique and mastered the divine sense, can actually distinguish between the kind of birds he holds, and he can't hatch young birds.

Hua Zhenxing camped halfway up the hill in the middle of the valley, and there was a thick layer of bamboo leaves on the ground, which rustled and felt very comfortable to step on. A clearing was cleared and a tent was set up, and a small earthen stove was built, and a stone pot and lid were processed.

The method of divine consciousness refining is really easy to use, find a stone of similar size, like mineral gold to process, no need to refine any ingredients, just decompose the unwanted parts, retain the outline of a pot, as for the pot lid is simpler.

In this way, he used his divine sense to break down the stones, and he thought that he had made a stone pot with ease. If another Three Realms monk saw it, he might drop his jaw in shock, and anyone else would do that?

Hua Zhenxing didn't know this, as a "humanoid alchemist", he could now extract almost a kilogram of pure gold from mineral gold every day, which was already a miracle! And the only "monks" he is familiar with are Manman and Locke, who are also wonderful.

The stone pot is not used to make eggs, but to prepare stewed duck soup. He found another stone slab and roasted the fried egg on the fire, smeared a little pulse glue, and put the spices he brought with him, and ate to his heart's content.

The drizzle had been falling intermittently, and it had no effect on Hua Zhenxing. Recently, he has not only learned how to use paper airplanes and wooden magpies, but he has also learned the art of resisting water with Manman. Although his water resistance technique can't be as subtle as Manman's, it doesn't seem to take much effort to not let the rain fall on him.

After eating the omelette, Hua Zhenxing caught a wild duck nearby, processed it by the lake in the dark and put it in a stone pot, simmered it on the embers in the earthen stove, and then went into the tent to rest, took out his mobile phone and looked at the photos taken today for a while.

Hua Zhenxing brought a power bank, and he didn't turn on the phone much on the road, after coming to this valley today, he turned on his mobile phone and was afraid of a lot of photos along the way, that is, scenery, flowers and birds, earth stoves, stone pots, etc.

He found at least three kinds of bamboo here, and although he had never seen a bamboo forest before, he had read various articles about bamboo and seen many photographs.

The first kind of bamboo grows on the shore of the lake near the water, thinner than chopsticks, but the bamboo leaves are very large, one foot long, one palm wide, used to wrap zongzi, weaving hoops without any problem, he named it bamboo.

There is also a kind of bamboo that mainly grows at the foot of the mountain, with one to two fingers thick, slim and elegant, and he named it Huangzhu. The last kind of bamboo mainly grows on hills, from the mouth of the cup to the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, it should be called moso bamboo.

He also photographed bamboo shoots and bamboo shoots, and sure enough, there are bamboo shoots here in autumn, and some of them have grown very tall. He was not in a hurry to pull the bamboo shoots, it is said that the bamboo shoots should be picked at night to be fresh and tender enough, and it is best to pick them before the sun comes out, and then process them quickly. It's raining today, and there must be new bamboo shoots in the early hours of tomorrow morning.

Hua Zhenxing picked out some photos by the way, and posted them in Mr. Feng's Weixin, even if you can't pass it today, it is equivalent to leaving an archive first, so as not to open the album and find it again when you can send it next time.

He ended with a text: "I have found a place, and sure enough, there are bamboo shoots and wild ducks." The duck soup has been stewed, simmered at night, and tomorrow morning I will go to pick new bamboo shoots to make a piece of Sichuan. ”

Unexpectedly, all the messages were sent, Mr. Feng should be swiping his mobile phone, and he replied in seconds: "I found the place so quickly!" Actually, Katakogawa is just a staple food, and you can make two dishes. ”

Hua Zhenxing: "What dish?" I only brought noodles except for the seasoning. ”

Mr. Wind: "It's called Flower Pheasant and Stone Pot Fish!" I saw the pheasant you photographed, even the stone pot was set up, it's a pity not to cook these two dishes in such good conditions. ”

Hua Zhenxing: "I'll try it tomorrow." ”

Then he sensed that something was wrong, and sent another message: "There is obviously no signal here!" How do you send and receive messages? ”

Mr. Feng sent a laughing expression, and then left a message: "There is indeed no signal there, you must pay attention to safety alone, and you can't act rashly when you encounter danger." Now that I can receive your message, find a way to notify me if you encounter a situation. ”

Hua Zhenxing: "I didn't find any poisonous insects and beasts. ”

Mr. Wind: "In the wilderness, beware of encountering bad guys!" ”

Where is there anyone here, there is not even a shadow of a ghost, besides, Hua Zhenxing is not afraid of any bad guy now, but the bad guy should be careful not to meet him. Even though you don't have a mobile phone signal, you can contact Mr. Upper Wind, which is amazing enough! But Hua Zhenxing has encountered many magical people or things now, and he is already very adaptable.

Hua Zhenxing tried the mobile phone again, but he couldn't send or receive other messages, it seems that it should be Mr. Feng's magical means just now, and I hope I can learn it in the future.

Hua Zhenxing put away his mobile phone and sat quietly in the tent, the rain outside became heavier again, and thunder sounded in the valley. The campsite he chose was safe, and he shouldn't be struck by lightning. After a while, the thunder gradually stopped, the rain stopped, and Hua Zhenxing heard the sound of new bamboo shoots breaking ground and young bamboo joints around him.

Even if you don't use your divine sense, this movement is very clear, and it is the first time Hua Zhenxing has heard such a voice, and the seemingly invisible vitality can also be presented in such a sound and color.

He already had the same realm of all senses, and when he heard a faint voice, the corresponding scene could appear in the primordial spirit. A half-human-tall bamboo shoot made a "click" sound, as if it had accumulated a force to break through something, and suddenly a section was displayed, and two pieces of bamboo shoots that had been taken off fell to the ground......

This piece of uninhabited world is inexplicably vivid and vivid, such an environment is simply too much to cultivate the Yuan Cultivation Technique, Hua Zhenxing trance sensed the so-called "spiritual opportunity" of Xuan Zhi Xuan, it seems to be everywhere.

Hua Zhenxing realized an unprecedented state, as if he had turned into the consciousness of heaven and earth, feeling and understanding the existence of all things, and cultivating the Yuan Cultivation Technique for so long, he finally touched a new realm dimly.

In the early morning of the next day, Hua Zhenxing walked out of the tent and felt full of energy and refreshment, and then began to pick bamboo shoots. He chose the kind of purple bamboo shoots that are more than a finger thick, and instead of slicing them like those in the recipe, they are peeled and cut into two pieces in the middle, blanched in hot water, and then put in duck soup.

The duck soup has been stewed, and although the fire in the earthen stove is extinguished, the stone pot is still warm, and there is an enticing aroma when the lid is opened. Fresh bamboo shoots have to be boiled for a while to absorb the flavor before they can be underneath. Hua Zhenxing was not in a hurry, and after lighting the fire, he went to catch a pheasant, which is the most suitable for calling a flower chicken.

There must be fish in the lake, but it is not easy to catch, and there is no suitable seasoning, so forget it today, and call the flower pheasant to do it first. It doesn't matter if you don't have lotus leaves, pick a few more bamboo leaves to wrap the pheasants that have been packed, wrap them in a layer of mud on the outside, and stuff them under the earthen stove fire.

When I go back, I must tell Mr. Yang about this good place, and by the way, show him all the photos he took to the old man's house, he will definitely be hungry...... Next time, I will bring Man Man with me, not only to make pheasants, but also to stew fish in a stone pot on the spot.

Hua Zhenxing thought so, carried a long stick to the top of the small hill, and released the wooden magpie in the morning glow.