There is no road in the mountains and forests, and the day is as dark as night.

Being in it, although it is not so much that you can't see your fingers, but everything is disappearing, sunlight, direction, space, etc.,

After a long time, even emotions and thoughts have not been spared, and being lonely is not different from the night?

Everything looks the same here, but if you look closely, it's different.

This is a paradoxical and magical place in the world, full of vitality in the midst of a dead silence.

It is said that there is a spirit in the mountains and forests, it is wrapped in thick obstacles, layered on top of each other, and does not want to be easily opened, once someone enters, they will do everything they can to stop it.

Therefore, every trip to the mountains and forests is a battle.

This kind of battle has nothing to do with life and death, as if it is a corner of the square inch, and it does not lose Sangyu, and for Ping'an, it is actually no stranger, even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, it is a trial.

However, Ping An didn't care about thinking about these anymore, and at this time he had only one thought in his heart, go up the mountain, forward, and keep moving forward until he found the spirit feather.

Even if there is no road ahead?

Whatever your feet are stepping on, you are the road!

Fortunately, with the support of this strong belief, his overwhelmed body did not fall.

Counting, this is also planned by Ping An a long time ago, this kind of old mountain forest is fair to anyone, one chases, one escapes, each by his own ability.

It was also from just now until now that Ping An breathed a sigh of relief, spit out the blood foam in his mouth, and looked at the cracked jade slip again in distress, and under the caresse, the coolness has been reduced a lot.

The touch is more comfortable, but peace is the heart is dripping blood, three chances, this is used once, carefully and carefully put it away again.

The tip of the nose smelled the smell of various animal feces, although it was unpleasant, but it was still within the range that Ping An could bear, but the mosquito bites in the sky were a little uncomfortable.

For a while, there was no better way to be safe, so I could only tighten the clothes on my body, but fortunately, the season was good at this time.

The dry branches after spring are extremely brittle, and the shrubs and weeds have not regenerated and overflowed, so as long as you are careful, the danger is not too great.

Once again, he wiped a black cloth from his bosom to cover his mouth and nose, and Ping An found a direction at this time, stepping out shallowly, and the speed suddenly accelerated a few points.

A short distance was soon left behind by Ping An, which was far away from the confines of Tai'an Town, a place that Ping An had never visited.

Here, you can see that the bare weeds are beginning to shrink, the branches and leaves are beginning to sprout, and the shrubs are scattered and horizontal.

However, most of them are obscured by deeper trees, and naturally the view here is also obstructed.

Between the intricacies, the thorns are dense, and some trees grow together, and it even takes several people to hug them, and the large canopy of the trees has completely covered the sunlight overhead, making it look much darker.

Ping An had to cheer up for twelve points, tired and tired, but the injuries in his body seemed to be less serious with the beads of sweat that kept dripping.

Perhaps, it is the credit of Yu Jian!

Ping An thought so, and a sense of familiarity that had not been seen for a long time came to his heart.

This feeling is very special, indescribable, unclear, it is not the familiarity that I have been here, but a kind of often wandering in the mountains and forests, as if I am integrated with them, as a part of the mountains and forests, and the mountains and forests really have trust in themselves.

In this way, the heart is clear, warning before the crisis comes, know when to dodge, even if you lose your direction, you will not easily get lost.

But as he gradually deepened, Ping An faintly had a bad premonition, he seemed to have miscalculated, and there were a few breaths behind him, and he kept following him.

The eagerness, anger, and a hint of shame revealed in the breath loomed, it wasn't that group of Great Qin Armor Soldiers, who else?

It's a dog skin plaster, and the master doesn't have so much time to spend with you!

Ping'an couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, his face was full of bitterness and helplessness, and he went through every Great Qin Armor in his mind, Peng Shichang,

Wait, is that Lu Zhenren? It had to be him!

But then, peace was replaced by stubbornness,

than perseverance, the master will not be afraid of you!

The foot was strengthened again, and the speed of Ping An was a little faster than before.

In the mountains and forests, there are many taboos, the first thing is not to act rashly, maybe, if you take another step forward, you will step into the territory of a big beast, once you are targeted, the result is needless to say, there may not even be a chance to escape.

For example, in the mountains and forests, you will often encounter some traps arranged by hunters, ecstasy arrays, and so on.

These things, for people, even if they strayed into it, it wouldn't be too troublesome to crack, it was nothing more than a delay of time, but it was precisely time, the Great Qin Jiashi behind him, would he give it to you?

Peace can only be secretly prayed, if luck is not bad, it should not be so unlucky.

Speaking of luck, at this moment, Ping An suddenly felt that he stepped on a slippery thing under his feet, and before he could prepare, his body was crooked, and he was about to fall to the ground.

You can't stumble.

Ignoring the discomfort caused by the force of the forward rush, Ping An hurriedly focused his weight on the other foot, which was already the fastest reaction he could make in a hurry.

With an incredible twist, his body stabilized, but the strength under his feet did not remove, so that he had to take several steps forward in a row.

It's just a little bit, it's okay!

Before the good words could be spoken, Ping An suddenly felt a sharp pain in the soles of his feet.

Hiss!

Ping An couldn't help but gasp, instantly retracted his legs, and struggled towards the big tree he saw on the side, until his back was attached to the trunk of the tree, and there was no other situation, he was a little relieved.

Fixedly looking at the position just now, it was miserable, and he fell into the trap.

Ping An is indeed unlucky, the trap is actually not complicated, it is divided into two simple parts.

There are some large talc stones in front and a hidden wooden thorn in the back, if you put it in normal times, it is not easy to make a safe move.

But once hit, the damage was not weak at all, and the result was that Ping An was like this, a slender and sharp wooden thorn directly penetrated the grass and linen shoes under his feet, and the red blood was continuously squeezed out.

This is the price paid blindly, and I don't know whether the peace at this time should be happy or bitter?

Fortunately, he only injured one foot, and the bitter thing is that he actually injured one foot.

At such a time of escape, neither foot may be able to win, let alone become lame.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight.

At this moment, Ping'an's heart sank, the hairs stood up, regardless of the injuries on his feet, his body fell to one side violently, and one hand instinctively grabbed to the other side.

"Bang," the body fell heavily to the ground, a large piece of gravel cut directly through the shoulder, deeply embedded in the flesh, Ping An didn't care about these at all, gritted his teeth and shook it fiercely.

A small green snake was tightly wrapped around his arm, and the head of the snake showed Bai Sensen's fangs, and it was almost about to bite him.

This is a green poisonous snake, if it is bitten, let alone escape, it will have to take its life.

This is the terrifying mountain forest, and crises are everywhere.

Meet on a narrow road, never die,

Ping An endured the pain, turned over and got up, no longer giving the green snake a chance to struggle, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the short sword, stabbed the green snake seven inches with a sword, and gently picked it up, and a snake gall that was smaller than a finger was picked out.

Feeling the last struggle of the green snake on his arm, Ping An did not relax until it drooped softly, and then threw its corpse out.

The snake gall was thrown into his mouth, feeling the bitterness of the tip of his tongue numbling to his heart, but the pain instantly made Ping An return his attention to the injured paw.

After such a delay, the blood had already stained a large area red, and the numbness transmitted from the soles of the feet to the entire legs.

Ping An knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and then gently grabbed the end of the wooden thorn, and after taking a few deep breaths of air in a row, he ripped the wooden thorn off violently.

Pain!

In an instant, a pain that was several points stronger than before hit his whole body, it was an unprecedented tearing sensation, and the corners of his mouth were cold.

Fortunately, there are no barbs on the wooden thorns, and the pain is a little painful, but it is still within the range of peace.

Enduring the pain, Ping An carefully took off the grass and linen shoes that had been adhered together, and the blood on the soles of his feet could no longer be stopped, spraying out in all directions.

There was no time for him to look for herbs to stop the bleeding, so he could only use the local method commonly used when a mountain forest man was pierced to stop the bleeding.

I saw him gently wipe away the blood flowing from the wound, and while the blood had not flowed out again, he raised the sole of his shoe and slapped it heavily towards the sole of his injured foot.

"Smack," Ping An couldn't help but snort, but he gritted his teeth, and again, twice... Until the original sharp pain was replaced by a feeling of numbness.

Miraculously, as the pain disappeared, the soles of the feet were red, but there was no blood flowing out again, and I tried it gently, although there was still some hidden pain, but it was harmless.

This is actually just a palliative solution, and in the case of escaping, peace can't be taken care of so much, and now he can only hope that he can hold on for a little longer.

Tear off a small strip of cloth under his clothes and bandage it simply, and after a while, Ping An could clearly feel that the pursuers behind him were one step closer.

It's really ghostly!

In the distance, he saw a slender branch, half-inserted in the ground in front of him, and when he ran safely, he grabbed it with one hand, shook off the soil on it, trimmed off the dead leaves of the forked branches, and in an instant the long branch turned into a long stick, and became the best pathfinder in his hand.

The long stick is a good thing in the mountains and forests, and when you go forward, you can hit the grass and startle the snake, and even some places that obstruct the line of sight can also be swept away first.

How did you forget about something so useful in the first place?

Forget it, eat a trench and grow wise, and then you can't be careless, peace can only comfort yourself in your heart.

If the current situation is really worse, the speed of limping is already greatly affected, if the bad luck is still there, maybe there will be other Great Qin armor soldiers patrolling the mountains, and once they are surrounded, there is really no way to escape.

Speaking of luck, Ping An didn't dare to gamble anymore.

No, we have to find a way to fight back, even if we can stop the other party.

It's just a counterattack, how to fight back?

Wait, the wind-like figure flashed quickly, and the peace of mind gradually had an idea, and at the same time, the surrounding environment came into mind little by little......