In the end, Yang Guo decided to fight, he wanted to use his advantages to ensure that he could have a certain amount of self-protection while the Condor plot was on the right track!

Packed everything.

Yang came over and knelt down in front of Mu Nianci's tomb and kowtowed three times.

"Mother, Guo'er is leaving, please don't worry about it in heaven, Guo'er will take care of himself, he will definitely live better than anyone else, please bless him in heaven!"

Step by step, Yang Guo left the starting point of his new life

The footsteps were loud, he was dressed in tattered clothes and shoes, but the tall little body seemed to express the stubbornness and unyielding in his heart.

......

Along the way, Yang Guo saw everything like a curious baby, this was the first time he had been to such a remote place, full of mountains, rivers and forests, insects, fish, birds and beasts.

From time to time he saw a bird's nest in a tree, so he climbed up the tree to dig up the eggs, and I don't know if it was his bad luck or what, there was nothing inside, and he wanted to find a few eggs to open the meat!

When passing by the creek, Yang Guo plucked three long branches from the tree, sharpened one end of the branch with a stone chip at the water's edge, and then tied the sharpened branches together with thin vines, learning from those in the wild survival video, and pricking fish in the creek.

Fortunately, it was spring, the sun was shining, and the water in the stream was not too cold, but it still made him feel a little biting, after all, he was weak and thin, and he still couldn't compete with these forces of nature.

After half an hour of hard work, Yang Guo finally caught a two-inch-long fish in the waters that overflowed his lower body.

When we came to the shore, it was not early, and it was not suitable for hurrying. Yang Guo picked up the cleaned fish in his hand, found a low tree with dense leaves, dug a small pit underneath, found some dead branches and leaves, and simply made a tool for drilling wood to make fire, and then made a fire.

After a while, the fragrant smell of fish reached his nose, and he couldn't help sighing: "Emma, I really want to~ I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and today I can finally open meat." ”

After Meimei's full meal, the sky was completely dark, and she climbed up the low tree and lay on it, reminiscing about the past.

I fell asleep thinking about it!

......

At noon on the second day

Yang Guo walked out of the woods and came to the Jiaxing market, Yang Guo used the only few copper plates on his body to buy dry food, if he saved a little, one meal a day, it was enough for him to last ten days and half a month.

Carefully wrapped in rags, he prepared to go.

I turned around and saw a stone tablet carving handicraft shop, I couldn't help but think: three days ago, he begged the boss to carve a stone tablet for his mother, and even did not hesitate to kneel, and finally he knelt there all morning, his eyes were red and swollen, and his tears had already dried up, and the boss thought he was in the way and affected the business, and told him that as long as he could find a stone tablet, he would engrave words for him.

This stele cost a few taels of silver, but Yang Guo couldn't take it out at all, so he could only run to the wild forest outside the market to look for it, and finally found the only suitable stone in a mountain.

This stone is about one meter three meters long, about two feet wide, one inch wide, and weighs about 100 catties.

In the end, the boss didn't lie to him and engraved the words for him.

Gradually, the shouting of the market pulled his thoughts back, and he walked to the shop, thanked the boss, and left, his figure indescribably silent.

As far as he knows, Kunlun Mountain is about 4,200 kilometers away from Jiaxing, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and even if an adult walks 20 kilometers a day, it takes 210 days, not to mention that he is an eight-year-old child.

Yang Guo knows that this road is far away, accidents are rampant, and anything can happen, but he must go, and this is also his only way out!

Jiuyang Divine Skill, he is determined to win!

......

Time flies, and more than half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Yang Guo walked from the scorching summer to the snowy winter, his whole face no longer had the immaturity of a child, his skin became rough, and his whole person was unkempt, like a little beggar who had been begging for many years.

The original rags on his body were also full of holes, and the whole clothes were made up by him in a colorful way, which is probably the reason why he picked up the clothes that were discarded and sewn up from nowhere.

As for why it came faster than expected, this is inseparable from his encounters along the way.

He relied on the body of a child, the intelligence of an adult, along the way, left and right, in the passing dart bureau, caravan walking, people saw him a child reduced to this unbearable, and saw that he was quite sensible, most of the people were willing to give him a ride, of course, there were those who had no sympathy for the meritocine merchants who refused to take him, and some even took action.

Bumps and bumps along the way, he deeply exerted the skills of the survival programs on TV before, what he could eat and what he couldn't eat, and he ate everything that others didn't dare to eat.

He knows that he must live, live to Kunlun Mountain, he wants to control his own destiny, as the so-called heaven will descend on the people, will suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, whenever Yang is too fast to hold on, he will silently recite this sentence, which can be regarded as finding a little comfort in his heart for the suffering he has suffered!

......

After walking for three more days, he came to a forest.

Ahead, a majestic mountain came into view. After several previous investigations, he already knew that this was the destination Kunlun Mountain.

He didn't rush to go up directly, this Kunlun Pass is towering, and it is winter, the climate is dry and cold, many mountains are covered by heavy snow, and the mountains here are undulating, the snow peaks are abrupt and forested, everywhere is abrupt, it looks very precipitous.

He had to prepare, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to survive from above, although Zhang Wuji could rely on his sick body to go up and find the miracle, but it was a novel after all, and he didn't dare to gamble with his life.

After considering the consequences, Yang Guo planned to rest here for one night and make some preparations by the way.

He took out a knife from an accompanying caravan and gave him a kind girl and kept grinding the branches on a green pine tree, and put the worn branches together, tore off his clothes and tied them together, so that he could at least protect himself from the wind and snow, and also keep a little warm, so that he would not shiver from the cold, but the smell was a little heavy.

Then he cut a lot of thin strips and wrapped them around his shoes, which could more or less increase the friction, and then wrapped the long rope that he had prepared long ago around his body.