The jungle here is dense and evergreen all year round, so the forest is dark, and now there is a large miasma of fog.

The coachman was just about to explore the way forward, but was stopped by Mo Xi: "This leaf, in the mouth, this fog is poisonous." ”

The coachman was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize that in such a hot weather, there would normally be no fog.

The ugly princess grew up in the northern frontier of the Great Dynasty since she was a child, and she was still born stupid, and she only went to Yongguo once, how could she know the solution to this poisonous miasma?

Mo Xi saw the coachman's doubts, and while hanging leaves on the teeth of the scumbag Erha and Xiong Er, he explained: "The husband read it to me." ”

She did see that there was a record of this on the bamboo slip that Rong Meiren was holding, but Mo Xi had already known it, and now she had found a statement.

The coachman knew that in order to find out the truth about the death of the king, the coachman did read a lot of books related to Nanying. It's just that I didn't expect the master to love the ugly princess so much, and he read it to the princess himself.

……

"Ahh

Rong Xiao sneezed.

"Lord Wang, are you cold?" Mu Chen hurriedly put the cloak on Rong Xiao.

Yin Shizi, who was panting with heat, fanned the jade fan in his hand frantically.

This can steam people in ghost weather, and also wear a cloak.

This minion was also infected by a stupid woman.

Rong Xiao is indeed not hot, the poison in his body is getting more and more serious, his face is bloodless, the sun is scorching, and there is no trace of heat. But even so, he was upright and did not show a trace of fatigue.

Rong Xiao didn't say anything, he just sat quietly.

With his keen hearing, he knew that there were no less than hundreds of birds falling on the trees around him.

Moreover, these bird's eyes were staring at him.

For some reason, he always felt like a little girl by his side.

The slender fingers under his sleeves gently rubbed the ugly girl's "bracelet" (watch) one by one. This is the first time he has taken something from someone else, and he doesn't want to return it yet.

Xiao Bajie fanned his big ears, snorted softly, curled his tail, and sat beside Rong Xiao.

Coaxed his nose and sniffed the familiar smell of Mo Xi.

"I said Rong Xiao, why don't you let this son eat birds?"

Yin Mo shouted angrily. He had eaten enough wild fruits and roasted hares, but Rong Xiao didn't let him move with so many roasted birds hanging on the trees in front of him.

Beimingxiu, who was dressed in white, looked at the birds falling all over the branches, and then looked at Rong Xiao, who had no extra expression.

While picking the herbs on his side, he said slowly: "This forest is full of poisonous insects, these birds feed on poisonous insects, if the prince is not afraid that the eight generations of the Yin family will pass on to you, you can catch a few and taste them."

The jade fan in Yin Shizi's hand paused, and his black eyes looked at those birds in surprise.

This bird meat is poisonous?

He hadn't really heard of it!

However, what Bei Ming Xiu said seems to be reasonable, the birds here are a variety that he has never seen before, one by one, colorful feathers, dazzling in the sun, very beautiful.

Especially, the birds seem to follow wherever they go.

Aren't birds the most cautious and afraid of people? Avoid them.

But these birds have no fear, leisurely stop on the branches, is it really as the Northern Meditation Cultivator said that they are poisonous, no natural enemy dares to eat them?

Just as Yin Mo was thinking to himself, Rong Xiao's ears moved slightly, and then the birds in the trees screamed.

The cry was less like fear and more like a warning, an expulsion.

Hundreds of birds did not fly away, but flapped their wings and stopped in mid-air, high and low, their heads facing one direction, and all the feathers on their necks were puffed up, in a posture of diving.

Diao Chuan stood beside Rong Xiao without moving, but his hand was already holding the hilt of the sword.

Xiao Bajie's sparse hair was all blown up, his ears were half corrugated, and he stood in front of Rong Xiao with a hum.

Mu Chen suddenly jumped up from the ground nervously, and in a hurry, he picked up the water hyacinth as a weapon.

Yin Mo and Bei Ming Xiu looked vigilantly in the direction of the bird's head screaming.

The guy behind the stone can't hide anymore.

It has experienced a hundred battles but has never encountered such a situation, and it is also a little confused for a while.

A large, vigorous leopard jumped awkwardly onto the big rock, looking at the chirping birds in the air with disdain, resentment, and disgust.

These things fluttering in the air, when they find it, they will fly away all the way, and this time not only do they not fly, but they also dare to shout head-on.

It was eager to pluck all their hair out at once.

Even more infuriating was that its lunch was gone.

"I still want to eat this world!" Yin Mo usually only uses a fan and does not use a sword, but now he pulled out the sword.

The leopard stood on a high place, its shrewd and sharp eyes furrowed silently, and the tip of its tail moved.

At the moment when Yin Shizi stabbed over with a sword, he took off, like a swimming dragon, deftly and quickly avoided it, and jumped off the rock.

He also looked back at the lost prey regretfully, and then slowly disappeared into the forest.

Yin Mo was so angry that his nostrils smoked because of the leopard's disdainful look at him.

But the speed of this thing was too fast, and it only jumped slightly, and it was nearly ten feet away. He could only watch.

Rong Xiao didn't care about the fleeing leopards, her handsome face turned slightly, listening to the sounds of the birds that fell back to the branches.

Mu Chen looked at his bag of dry food and had a question mark on his face: "Aren't these birds staring at our food?" ”

……

It was getting dark, and the forest seemed quiet, but more nocturnal animals were doing things in the dark.

Any animal in the world will obey Mo Xi, but different kinds of animals cannot communicate with each other, nor can they convey Mo Xi's orders.

Therefore, Mo Xi called the birds that could find Rong Meiren as soon as possible, and they were ordered to protect.

Birds can't communicate with other species, so the other beasts in the forest haven't met Mo Xi, so naturally they want to taste the meat in order to fill their stomachs, so Mo Xi is still worried that the fierce beasts in the forest will hurt Rong Meiren.

In order to catch up with Rong Meiren as soon as possible, Mo Xi didn't stop until it was dark and couldn't see the road clearly.

The pigeon meat is grilled over charcoal and wrapped in lotus leaves, and the flavor is still undiminished throughout the day.

The cook plucked the fruit from the tree, and the charcoal burned the pigeon.

The coachman went to fetch water.

With the sound of gurgling water, he held his torch and saw water gushing out of the sand. Under the firelight, the spring water is clean and clear.

He picked up the water bladder and was about to take it, when he suddenly remembered something and paused.

Seven Eyes Spring.

He counted it, and it was exactly seven, and there was not a single grass growing around the spring.

He was in a cold sweat and trembled violently.

The head of the poisonous spring in the world, the seven-eyed spring, the six-eyed death, the one-eyed life, the extinction is like dust.

Under the spring is quicksand, and the location is constantly changing.

A glance at the raw spring, but not many creatures are lucky enough to drink it.

And hundreds of miles near this Chiya Mountain, only this one place has water, so they are either dyed of thirst or poisoned by spring water, and few can live.

The coachman retracted the water bladder, and even if he was thirsty, he could not easily get water.

He returned empty-handed and explained the reason to Mo Xi.

Mo Xi paused, the original owner didn't know how to learn and didn't know, and he really didn't know about the Seven Eyes Spring.

"I'll go with Uncle Qiao to have a look."

The coachman led the way with a torch in front of him, and the scumbag Erhaben was still pouting his ass and scratching the sand and digging pits, wanting to insert his head into it to cool off, and when he heard the sound, he was the first to rush over to join in the fun.

(End of chapter)