On the second day, the sky was slightly bright, and before the others got up, Zheng Xuan had already taken the bow and arrows made by his father in his early years and the dried meat and water prepared the day before yesterday, and after his father took the hunting fork and bow and arrows, they walked to Fengming Mountain a few miles away from home.

In the early morning, the mountain road is covered with grass and mist.

The mountain peaks in the distance seem to rise into the fluttering clouds, flickering and flickering, like a fairyland, and vaguely seem to be infested by immortals.

The wind in the mountains carries water vapor, blowing in the face, revealing refreshment and refreshing the heart and lungs.

Zheng Zhongyang and Zheng Xuan circled up along the Fengming Mountain Road and went straight to the Fengming Valley.

Along the way, Zheng Zhongyang did not explain some of Zheng Xuan's hunting taboos, and Zheng Xuan kept them in mind one by one.

When he arrived at Fengming Valley, Zheng Zhongyang said to his son Zheng Xuan: "Xuan'er, Fengming Mountain often hears crane songs, so it is called Fengming Mountain, it is a place where the immortals live, and we can hunt here It is a gift from the immortals to us. If you break out of the valley and get lost in the mountains, I can't save you, father, do you know? ”

Zheng Xuan said: "The child knows! Then he asked, "Father, who are the immortals?" ”

Zheng Zhongyang said: "I heard your grandfather say that no one knows where the immortals come from, only that they are all from the Sanqing Mountain in the fairy world, and the immortals can soar through the clouds and mist, call the wind and call the rain, and the magic power is vast. There will be one such person in a thousand years. Xuan'er, I hope that in the future, you will read books and embark on a career in office, and you can glorify your ancestors, and I will be satisfied. ”

Zheng Xuan listened to his father's words, and was fascinated by the immortals who cultivated the Tao for a while, but his thoughts were too slim, and his thoughts were fleeting.

Father and son walked into the valley and jungle, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone, leaving only a patch of verdant green and the rustle of leaves left by the breeze.

It has been more than an hour in the grass ambush, mosquito bites, damp and stuffy, Zheng Xuan couldn't bear it, looked back at his father, only to see his father holding his breath, his eyes staring at the trap set outside the grass, motionless.

After a while, Zheng Xuan was about to speak, but his father waved his hand to stop and whispered, "Don't move, listen, there's one." Zheng Xuan hurriedly listened, and after a while, there was a rapid rustle more than ten feet away, and both father and son held their breath and stared at the place where the sound came from.

While the father and son were waiting patiently, a maroon red figure suddenly flashed from the grass, and many white spots were inlaid with many orderly white spots on both sides of the back and the lower edge of the body, resembling plum blossoms; There is a pair of majestic long horns on the head, slightly crescent-shaped, the eyebrow forks are horizontally hugged forward and upward, and the tip of the horns is slightly curved inward, which is very imposing; I also saw that the beast had slender limbs, narrow and pointed hooves, and its figure was light and agile, and it seemed that its feet did not touch the ground when it ran and jumped.

Zheng Xuan was startled, where did he recognize this beast, he hurriedly set up a bow and aimed, Zheng Zhongyang stretched out his hand to stop it, hurriedly shook his head to stop it, and whispered: "This is the spirit beast sika deer, it can't be hurt." ”

The sika deer observed the surroundings and did not notice the Zheng father and son, so they carefully ate the new shoots on the ground.

After waiting for a while, Zheng Xuan couldn't help but ask his father softly: "Sika deer?" Why have you never heard my father say that? Zheng Zhongyang said: "When I was a child, I heard your grandfather say that there is a spirit animal full of plum blossoms on the mountain, named sika deer, but I didn't expect to see it today!" This is also a blessing for us. Let's not talk anymore, don't disturb it. ”

Zheng's father and son were waiting for the sika deer to eat and leave, suddenly heard a deafening "woo", a gust of fishy wind came to the surface, a body is more than three feet long, the skull is round, the yellow hair of the whole body is covered with black striped markings, the markings extend to the door of the head, showing a big "king" word of the beast out of the grass, straight to the sika deer pounced.

Zheng Zhongyang fixed his eyes and saw that it was a majestic tiger.

In the blink of an eye, the tiger had already pressed the sika deer down, and the fangs in its mouth were sharp, and it bit straight at the neck of the sika deer.