At most, it was just over a moment at most, and there were still more than three hours before the rooster crowed, and it was completely possible to continue to search in the direction of Xianniang Creek.

The dark forest was eerily silent, but the more silent it was, the more it evoked an indescribable sense of fear.

That's when it happened.

A gust of mountain wind suddenly blew.

Thousands of treetops swayed in the wind, like layers of waves, making a "rustling" sound, which made people can't help but get nervous, as if a man-eating beast could burst out at any time and launch a deadly attack on the only human in the room.

"Damn, no wonder the hunters and elders say that the mountain wind at night is the most terrifying, and it is really ......" Chen Che took out the head of the nest from his pocket, ate it, and after replenishing some physical strength a little, he continued to move forward.

Immerse yourself in the fog.

Go deep into the jungle.

Unconsciously, Chen Che walked for about half an hour, the tip of his nose moved slightly, his feet suddenly stopped, and he raised his eyes to look not far away, an old birch tree that had grown for about ten years.

It seems like nothing here.

But within the canopy.

There is a bird's nest that is very hidden from the foliage.

Master Zhao stepped on the iron shoes and had nowhere to find them, and the wild treasures in the mountains that he couldn't ask for - it didn't take any effort to get them, and they were in this nest!

"It's a shame......"

Chen Che raised his head and stared at the bird's nest, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

The old witch doctor's words:

"Only the live bird eggs that have been hatched for four months, neither broken shells nor dead, can be used as medicine to save Zhao Dagongzi."

In fact.

The limit of incubation for live eggs is 42 days.

If it exceeds this number, but struggles not to die, it is equivalent to snatching his life from the hands of Lord Hades.

The tenacity of its vitality is a miracle!

Every time you survive the Forty-Two Days of Life and Death Tribulation, a blood pattern will evolve on the surface of the eggshell, which is worthy of being called a treasure of the deep mountains.

If you sell it in the town, you can get seven or eight thousand Wen in exchange for it, and the aphrodisiac of food, with each additional strange blood pattern, the value quadruples.

If there is a bird egg that has survived three forty-two days of life and death in succession, but still does not die.

Fight against the sky!

Such unruly vitality, not to mention aphrodisiac, even if the dying old man takes egg liquid, he can temporarily hang his life.

"It's a pity that the egg is broken......"

Chen Che couldn't hide his disappointment in his eyes, because although the bird's eggs in the tree nest had three blood lines, they were smashed by something.

The eggshell was empty, as if it had been sucked clean by some animal, and he couldn't help but recall the many strange knowledge brought by the "shepherd":

"But if there is a treasure, there must be a catastrophe!"

"Only by surviving one's own life and death tribulation with hard power, or a creature of the same level, can one become a legendary spirit sheep!"

The spirit sheep must be the spirit of the mountain, but the spirit is not necessarily regarded as a "spirit sheep" by the herd.

In fact, only the mountain spirits with strong potential, high value, and monstrous luck are eligible to be led by the "sheep herd".

And the bird's eggs in the tree nest are only one step away from turning into spirit sheep.

"Tyrannical Heavenly Things~"

Chen Che deeply regretted it.

The bird's egg was broken for only two or three days, and if it was the last time he searched the mountain with the Zhao Mansion team, he had awakened the night eye, and he would definitely be able to find this thing.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave.

He suddenly thought that if he returned to Liuyang Town, if he was arrested by the Zhao Mansion and punished, he might be able to take out this thing to prove his worth.

After all, with a horse bone, he may not be able to get a daughter, but it can also prove that he is a talent who can find a thousand miles.

Although these eggshells are worthless, in the eyes of Master Zhao-Zhao Lengsong, they may be several times more precious than a white-bellied golden pheasant.

Fugitive slaves will be beaten to death with sticks, but if they have "value", they can save their lives, which is equivalent to a resurrection coin.

"It's useful!" Chen Che made a judgment, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his eyes to carefully look at the old birch tree in front of him, which was about five zhang high.

According to the weights and measures of the Dajing Dynasty, one zhang is about three meters and three in the previous life, and the ruler and inch are thirty-three centimeters and three .3 centimeters respectively.

The height of the bird's nest is at least four feet and five feet.

"Try it."

Chen Che took the gourd from his waist, drank sugar water, and regained some strength slightly.

Then he put down his basket and took a few steps back, first for a run, then leaping forward, clinging to the tree with both hands.

It's like a space walk, moving upwards.

Although his hands were a little weaker, as a mountain man, his legs and feet were the most powerful, and he climbed to the canopy of a tree more than four feet high like a cloud and a water.

It's only a few feet away from the bird's nest.

Soon.

Chen Che continued to rise, and finally approached the bird's nest, hidden by many branches and dead leaves, with only a few broken eggshells inside.

"The spirit sheep robbery is really difficult to cross."

Chen Che sighed, and was about to pick up the broken eggshell at the moment.

Sudden change!

In the unsettling mist and miasma, somewhere behind him, there was a sudden and gloomy "hissing" snake chirping.

It's heart-pounding.

Next moment.

A hideous snake head like a triangular soldering iron suddenly emerged from the hole in the tree, spitting out a letter, and aimed at Chen Che who was obliquely ahead.

Instantly.

An irrepressible fear chill rose from Chen Che's tail vertebrae, followed the big dragon on his back, and went straight to the Tianling Gai, and his scalp was numb.

Chen Che was shocked into a cold sweat, and looked at the strange snake that had half of its body out of the tree hole, with a brown back, it was actually a sharp-nosed pit viper.

It is also known as the hundred-step snake, the seven-step snake, the snake of the dragon, the valley snake, and the hundred-flower snake, but the most famous nickname is naturally the five-step snake.

It means that the poison is extremely violent, as long as a person has been bitten by a sharp-nosed pit viper, at most five steps, he will inevitably die of poison!

And there is a hemochromatoma growing on its tail, which is a sign of gradually metamorphosing into a spirit, which can be called a strange snake.

If he is bitten by it, then Chen Che will definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

Chen Che came back to his senses from the fright, and realized in his heart: "This strange snake is probably the spirit sheep tribulation of the three strange eggs, but unfortunately, the souls in the eggs have not been able to survive." ”

But it is meaningless to know the cause and effect, and the most important thing at the moment is how to escape from Shekou? Staying alive is the most important thing.

Between life and death.

Chen Che felt a huge pressure like a substance, which made his body stiffen a little, but it also stimulated his brain to be highly clear and run rapidly.

Looking for all possibilities for survival!

Jumping off a tree to escape?

No way.

The old birch tree is almost five stories high.

Anti-killing?

Stop dreaming!

Snakes are faster than people.

But—

When his brain was running at high speed, frantically searching for a lot of strange knowledge that "Rank: Sheep Herd" had forcibly stuffed into his mind, Chen Che discovered an extremely unique prescription that had the miraculous effect of restraining insects and snakes in the mountains.

It's called "thyme".

Sichuan pepper, mugwort leaves, bay leaves, realgar, big material, licorice, atractylodes, crushed and mixed in an appropriate proportion, and then the blood of the shepherd is used as a medicine guide, it can be made, mosquitoes do not bite, insects do not bite, even poisonous snakes smell will detour.

If you use thyme as a throw, you can hit most snakes in the head and even scare them to death.

Its aroma is as light as grass and trees, and it can also take away its own breath to a certain extent, and it is a very useful gadget when the shepherds walk in the mountains and forests.

It's just that this knowledge is forced into his mind, not a real memory, if it weren't for a moment of life and death, he really couldn't remember.

"Where can I get medicinal herbs now?"

Chen Che sighed in his heart, but in his mind, it seemed that lightning broke through the fog, and a bold idea suddenly flashed.

According to common sense, medicine is the soul of all kinds of prescriptions, but if you release your own blood, can you scare away strange snakes?

At that moment, the snake showed impatience, and quickly emerged from the hollow of the tree, swam around the branches, and swam towards him.

The distance is further reduced.

The situation is critical!

Chen Che didn't care too much, a dead horse was a live horse doctor, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue, with a faint fishy and salty breath, and poured out to the outside world.

In an instant.

The snake stopped in the middle of the trunk and did not dare to move forward.

"It works!"

Chen Che was overjoyed in his heart, and he immediately realized that he could really scare off the strange snake - he was not a real shepherd.

But a pair of night eyes, already.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately scraped the skin between his eyes and eyebrows with his sharp nails, and blood dripped into his eyes.

- The human face has bloody pupils, and it looks extremely terrifying!