I didn't sleep very well this night.

The martial mourning bed is a little hard, not like the bed in the martial arts hall and home, very comfortable and soft. Holding Tai'a, he closed his eyes, as long as the mosquitoes approached and landed on his body, he was automatically killed by the strength of qi and blood in an instant, and his ears were the chirping of all kinds of beasts and birds of prey from the mountains and forests not far away.

Until the east has a fish belly white.

In the dimness of the morning light, Wu Mourning got up to wash and do morning sports in this homestay.

He was ahead of everyone else.

Even when those soldiers got up, they saw Wu Mourning, who was already completely active in qi and blood confinement, and after simply nodding and greeting, he learned that they had cooked dry food, and Zhengyangzi and the others were already enjoying breakfast.

It's a bit of an exaggeration to describe enjoyment.

The dry food cooked by the soldiers is shredded meat and paste, and some salt and spices are simply sprinkled.

I'm afraid that only the military can make such a simple and fast dish.

Wu Mourning held his plate of hot yellow unknown objects, and in the eyes of the monk who did not cut the expectation, he carried the shredded meat paste towards the innermost with the momentum of sacrificing his life for righteousness.

Mei Jiexing and Zhengyangzi both stopped fiddling with heat dissipation.

"Hmm!"

Chewing heavily in his mouth, Wu Mian's eyes widened, and he pointed to the plate and nodded.

It tastes pretty good!

"Really good?" The monk felt that Wu Mourning might be deceiving him, a monk.

"Just try it, he's like a lump of ...... Ahem, but it's really good. Wu Mian nodded seriously, this thing is very similar to the Ah San cuisine he saw in his previous life, it belongs to the poor sales, but there are more spices, and it is really good to try it suddenly.

Clean and hygienic!

Seeing that Wu Mourning began to feast, it didn't seem to be a deception, and the other three people built up their psychology and sent the paste to their mouths.

Although it looks like real garbage, it is indeed ingestible.

Adhering to the virtue of not wasting food, the paste on their respective plates was soon swept away, and then the soldiers who had habitually completed the reconnaissance of the village and the erection of positions also came in and solved the remaining paste in the pot.

Everyone eats the same pot of mush.

The attitude of the men in this group of soldiers towards them has obviously become closer, and in the casual conversation, Wu Mourning also learned that this team of military dishes is indeed learned from the people of Luozhou, and it is a simple hunger resistance, and when it is difficult to supply from the stronghold, it can survive by eating this.

Wu Mourning also knew.

Because they offended a family official in a mission, their team's investment bills after leaving the army were directly lost, and the gods and immortals fought, and they suffered as little soldiers, and there was no way to do anything.

It is also a shame that they have a conscience.

Otherwise, with their martial arts and mastery of gunpowder blasting, latent assassination and other skills, it is no problem to rob the town's treasure banknote.

If it weren't for Mei Fuzi's help and the urgent need of their family, I'm afraid they would really have to kidnap the son of a profiteer.

The soldiers report to Maefuzi.

They have already touched this aconitum village, and there is no problem. In the kind of ghost place in Lizhou, not only people, but also a lot of strange and strange opinions, naturally there is experience in distinguishing, and the land of Zhuxia is actually relatively clean in comparison.

The hunters and explorers in front of them left markers, and they estimated that they were not very far, and they would be almost at the preset camp after walking into the mountains for two hours. There are no fierce beasts in the mountains and forests, and there have never been rumors of spirits and ghosts, but there are a lot of poisonous insects, but there is no threat to those of them who have qi and blood.

It is estimated that ordinary poisonous insects can't even bite through the copper skin of the monk who doesn't cut it.

There is nothing to discuss.

A group of people packed up and set off, leaving two soldiers to take care of outside Wutou Village, if they fell into the treasure, the two soldiers were responsible for moving the rescue soldiers, which was an insurance.

Whether it is Mei Fuzi or a monk, they are not like Wu Mian, who is alone, and if there is really danger, they can still call for help.

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What are the primeval forests like?

The answer is, very sinister.

That's right, the mountains and forests that have not been tamed by humans are not as warm as the mountains and forests in tourist areas, but are full of wild dangers.

The tall greenbark trees are intricately arranged, unable to find the slightest pattern, and breaking into them is like being in a natural labyrinth, even the sun is blocked. Weeds on the ground grow up to people's knees, and if you walk fast, you will be scratched by the grass, or you may be stumped by the rough terrain, and if you are unlucky, you will even be stabbed by sharp stones.

And that's not counting poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, miasma mosquitoes.

Ordinary people enter this kind of place, it's really murderous!

casually slapped a brightly colored insect with a bulging belly, Wu Mian was curious about how those would-be robbers found this kind of ghost place in the first place. Deep in the mountains and forests, there are dangers everywhere, and it is really easy to get lost here without a guide.

Masaoko, who was sweating on her forehead, explained.

At the beginning of the great voyage of Zhuxia, with the conquest and integration, a lot of things were passed to Yingzhou, and the undressed and unwritten Japanese Kou still have one thing worth affirming, that is, they are good at learning. Among the widows who estimated the treasures hidden at that time, one of them was a kung fu who had a dragon search point in his hand.

The front of the person who was in charge of opening the way began to rotate.

The speed of carrying a knife to open the road is no less than walking.

After about three quarters of an hour's work along the mountain torrent and forest stream, they saw a pool of water, which was naturally divided into two sides, one living water and the other side was stagnant water, and there was an ancient road on the pool.

Wu Mourning couldn't help but be surprised.

This kind of deep mountains and old forests have ancient roads, and sure enough, after the Zhuxia people became warriors, there were also people who liked to drill into the mountains and forests, and felt that people became immortals in the mountains.

Then follow the ancient road all the way into the mountain stream.

It's quite enlightened.

"This is the lake, from which Orion found the broken porcelain, and it is said to be a cave all the way up the lake." Mei Fuzi wiped her sweat and pointed to a clear lake below, her tone suddenly excited.

In the direction he pointed, he could indeed see a makeshift camp by the lake below. Multiple tents, smoke from bonfires, and many figures can be seen in the camp.

Wu Mian stared intently, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

In the distance, there was an aura that seemed familiar and strange to him to rise in the camp.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, what a faint incense."

Zhengyangzi woke up the dreamer with a word!

Wu Mourning remembered that day when the city god traveled, the big ghost was full of yin energy, and it was such incense mixed with it. Could it be that in this deep mountain, there are also mountain gods who are worshiped and sacrificed?