After staying in the valley for two days, nothing bad happened, and Yang Xiuwen felt that he might be nervous.

The camp is not entrenched in the valley, but on a gentle slope a few hundred meters outside the valley, with a few banyan and oak trees, forming a natural barrier.

In the early morning, the sun can reach the camp, there is a light breeze in the evening, and there is a small stream a few hundred meters away, which is easy to get water.

Yang Xiuwen's task is to guard the camp and cook breakfast and lunch.

After they finished eating, they went into the valley to collect specimens, and at noon they came back to have lunch, rested for a while, and then entered the valley.

When he came back later, he had already prepared dinner, and then everyone rested.

Li Li and Shui Maosheng followed them the whole time, and as for Yang Xiuwen, the two were not worried at all, because the two knew that he was a martial arts master.

With the mosquito repellent powder he provided, there were no mosquitoes and poisonous snakes around the camp, and everyone slowly became dependent on him.

It seems that as long as he is there, everything is safe and reassuring, Feng Min will run to his tent in the middle of the night, the reason is known to everyone, fear. In the morning, he quietly returned to his tent.

Yang Xiuwen teased her, isn't this a blind toss?

Mei's eyes flipped over: "I want you to take care of it, be careful that I beat you!" "He also waved his little fist, and he looked very cute.

Yang Xiuwen beat her once.

On the first day, as soon as he entered the valley, Yang Xiuwen was not worried about the safety of everyone, so he also followed, Feng Min couldn't resist the temptation of the red fruit on the poison arrow tree, and reached out to pick it, but Professor Wen couldn't stop it.

Yang Xiuwen's eyes were quick, he pulled her back, and knocked her her little head, and tears of pain flowed out.

looked at Yang Xiuwen with tears in his eyes, waiting for him to give himself an explanation.

But Yang Xiuwen didn't explain to her, but took out a knife, cut off a branch, dipped the juice at the broken point on the tip of the knife, and then scratched a frog.

The frog jumped around and kicked its leg and died instantly.

Feng Min, Wang Sheng, and Lai Yingjun all changed their faces when they saw this.

Today is the fifth day, and the camp has collected a number of plant specimens, either branches, flowers, or rhizomes, which are fastened to the box with a special small wooden box, labeled, and placed in a separate tent.

In the evening, he received a special task to accompany Feng Min to bathe in the creek.

Don't think about it, it's Feng Min taking a bath, and he is guarding not far away.

When he came to a bend in the stream, there happened to be a big rock, and Feng Min could take a bath behind the stone.

Feng Min blushed and said, "You go over there, don't peek, otherwise, hum!" ”

As she spoke, she raised her little fist again.

Yang Xiuwen smiled and nodded: "Okay, you wash it, I'll go over there." ”

Looking up at the starry sky, he jokingly said to Feng Min: "It's such a dark sky, I can't see it if I want to!" ”

In the dark, Feng Min felt that his face was very hot.

whispered to him, "Xiuwen, do you really want to see it?" ”

Yang Xiuwen ran as soon as he heard it, and said as he ran, "What did you just say, I didn't hear it." ”

Feng Min looked at the running black shadow with resentment, and said in a low voice: "Big fool, coward!" ”

As a cultivator, he saw things in the dark as in the daytime, sitting not far away, and could see his white body behind the stones from time to time, and there was a rumbling sound in his ears from time to time.

An indescribably seductive image appeared in my mind, lingering, my heart fluttered quickly, and my face became very red.

Touching his hot face, there was always an unknown impulse in his heart to rush over, but reason told himself, no, no, he has Xiaotong, and he loves Xiaotong very much.

At this time, Feng Min's voice came from behind the stone, "Xiuwen, are you here?" ”

instantly sobered up and said, "Sister Min, I'm here, you can wash it with confidence!" ”

"Oh! Xiuwen, don't go, I'm afraid, wait for me! Feng Min's voice came again.

Yang Xiuwen replied calmly: "Okay, I'm not leaving, I'm waiting for you." ”

Feng Min finished washing, called him in his mouth, and ran towards him with a bump, Yang Xiuwen greeted him, Feng Min threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Yang Xiuwen raised his hands high, and slowly, put his hands down, put them on Feng Min's soft shoulders, and patted them gently.

said: "Sister Min, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

After speaking, he wanted to push her away, but Feng Min hugged him hard, buried his head in his chest, and said, "Don't move, let me hold for a while, just for a while." ”

Smelling the faint smell of soap on the girl's body, her calm heart began to beat again, both contradictory and expectant.

Feng Min raised his head, Yang Xiuwen's handsome face could be faintly seen in the darkness, and couldn't help but kiss him on the face, then turned around and ran towards the camp.

Yang Xiuwen stood in place in a daze, raised his hand and touched the kissed face. It was a nice feeling, warm and soft.

Turning his head to see the girl running away, he shook his head and followed back.

In the middle of the night, Yang Xiuwen woke up on time, and in the past, Feng Min would run to his tent at this time and snatch his sleeping bag.

But today, I didn't come, ten minutes, twenty, half an hour, I didn't come.

The anxious heart is relieved, but for some reason, there is a kind of loss...

In two days, the expedition will be over.

Thirty or forty species of animal and plant specimens were collected, and Feng Min captured a golden-veined black and pink-spotted butterfly, which was very large, with two wings as large as the size of an adult's two palms, a circle of golden edges around the wings, and three pairs of symmetrical white circles and colorful spots on the pure black wings.

At first glance, it looks like Zhang Fei's face in the Peking Opera mask.

Because there was no suitable specimen clip, Yang Xiuwen made one for her out of wood.

Needless to say, the sharpness of the fish intestine sword and the thick trees of the bowl were broken with a wave, and the specimen clips made were exquisite.

Feng Min was pleasantly surprised, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to sneak attack him again.

This kind of game between the two happened several times, and Yang Xiuwen slowly accepted it, and seemed to enjoy it.

But the guilt in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Nearby mountains and forests, he had already traveled around in his free time, except for a few traces of human activity, the desired spirit stone was not found.

Thinking about their current situation, Feng Min and Xiaotong regretted coming here a little.