Su Wu and Lao Heshang began to look for that glimmer of hope in the vast forest, in the thick fog, the two of them could not be too far apart, they could only try to get close to each other, and the efficiency of such actions would be reduced a lot. But there was no way, Su Wu and the monk initially thought of a method similar to "breaking the law with force", but when the two of them released their Dao Qi together, they found that the Dao Qi was attached to the bodies of the two like maggots on the tarsal bones and could not be dispersed at all.

This shows that the two of them have lost themselves more and more under the influence of rosemary. The two of them had begun to be unfamiliar with how to use the Dao Qi on their bodies in this illusion, and Su Wu thought about it to himself and found that the important names of people and places in his mind had become very vague.

Before time passed, the memories of the two of them would fade a little, and when they forgot who they were, who they were, and what they had to do, they would really die in this illusion.

Although Su Wu has forgotten many things from a long time ago, he has not forgotten the memories of Xiaoyu in the past few days, and he still remembers every detail.

Time is precious, especially when it has to decide something that will affect a lifetime, so that it becomes as precious as life.

Time is tight, but it doesn't make Su Wu feel flustered.

His intuition told him that there must be something very buried under this ground, so he searched very carefully, so meticulously that not an inch of land was left behind, and he quickly realized something after such a search.

"Old man, have you seen what that Qianlugen looks like?" From being unfamiliar to being familiar to being angry together, Su Wutong's title to this old monk soon became less deliberately unfamiliar than before.

"Haven't you seen it?" replied the old monk without thinking.

"So what are we looking for?" Su Wu was a little angry and a little frustrated.

Since Qianlugen has never seen all kinds of appearances, how can he find it out from such a large forest?

Under the confusion of rosemary, the old monk's somewhat twilight head soon appeared in a trance, and suddenly a heel fell to the ground, and his nose, mouth, and eyes began to gurgle black and red blood in horror.

Thanks to the fact that the old monk used to be a monk, he directly crossed his legs at the moment, and suddenly found some ways to stop the continuous blood flowing out in a hurry.

"Old man, don't people say that the blood of monks is golden? Su Wu laughed miserably and continued to search in the dirt like a plow.

This time, Su Wu didn't see a single grass in his mouth and sent him to his mouth, and soon he ate dozens of plants and trees with different appearances, but he still couldn't help these increasingly suffocating fogs.

The fog is getting bigger and bigger, which means that their hopes are getting slimmer and their memories are being obscured by the thicker and wider fog.

In the middle of searching, the old monk who had just stopped the bleeding had a hand of scarlet glued to his hand.

It was a very disgusting nest of bugs, so disgusting that no one thought there would be such a disgusting thing in this world.

The feel of these insects in your hand is no different from other grass roots, but as long as you look at them, you will definitely feel a churning in your stomach.

The things that looked like grass roots had a strong stench of scarlet, and they were excreting red and black blood at every moment.

The old monk who held the worm in his hand could clearly feel its temperature, and could smell the familiar smell of the blood it discharged, which belonged to the smell of living blood that flowed from the body of the beast after death, this smell was very subtle, almost fleeting, but the old monk could smell it keenly even if his head became blurry.

It's more of an instinct, an instinct that belongs to the nature of the beast.

These old monks had killed too many wild boars and bison, and the old monks smelled the smell of dead blood like a living person smelling the smell of rice, and he quickly reacted.

The biggest difference between a living creature and a dead creature is whether or not there is that kind of warm blood on the body. People often make the blood of wild beasts cold, but in fact, sometimes the blood of beasts is a little hotter than human blood.

For example, now the old monk feels that his palms are about to burn, and the pain is unbearable.

Then he watched with wide eyes as the blood of the bugs really began to burn, and it didn't take long for it to smell burning.

At this time, Su Wu had already smelled the smell, and immediately touched the old monk's side, and his eyes quickly locked on these insects covered in blood.

These insects do look like living creatures in motion, but they are nothing more than a piece of grass, a grass with a severed head, but what flows out of their heads is not dew, but real blood.

It is a process of moving from death to life.

Because these insects looked too infiltrating, the old monk who had been determined was stunned for a while, but still wanted to throw them aside.

This action was stopped by Su Wu in a panic, Su Wu dodged the blood-stained worm in the old man's hand, held it in the palm of his hand like a treasure and looked at it carefully, and then his face was gradually covered with ecstasy.

"They must be Chirogen. Su Wu nodded very firmly and said.

"Something so disgusting should probably not be a good thing, hurry up and ............" The old monk's word "discarded" Before he could say anything, Su Wu was gagged by Su Wu, who bounced up a little less.

The thick smell of blood instantly filled the old monk's old mouth, and the next moment, the old man suddenly disappeared into the layers of mist.

Then the remaining insects in Su Wu's palm disappeared.

When Su Wu and the old monk opened their eyes again, the two of them had already returned to the narrow entrance of the forest, but the few flower bones that had not yet bloomed had not bloomed and were already e-sports.

When the two of them woke up, they felt a whole pain from the depths of the spiritual consciousness sea, and there was no trace of blood on the old monk's withered old face.

The morning fog had not yet dissipated, and the time that had passed on Su Wu and the old monk was just a blink of an eye in reality.

Now that he has woken up, he must continue to climb the mountain without delay, and despite the morning mist, Su Wu and the old monk can still hide their bodies well.

If it comes, it will be safe.

Su Wu and the old monk only exchanged glances with each other, and then continued to dive up the mountain.

The scene in the forest this time was completely different from what Su Wu saw in the environment.

A beast with its ears pricked up in the mist of the woods was resting and napping its lurkers, and Su Wu and the old monk were still stepping on the smooth, mossy stones and moving slowly and more carefully.

Suddenly, in the deepest part of the forest, an old and vibrant voice came out.

This voice kept lingering in the ears of Su Wu and the old monk, and it refused to disperse for a long time.

The voice came from a very long distance, very subtle at first, but by the time Su Wu and the old monk heard it, it was already like a huge wave crashing on the shore.

"Plants and trees have their own hearts, why do you need beauties to pick and fold. The man laughed maniacally.

"Every flower and tree here is my family, so you are not welcome here, and before I get really angry, hurry up and roll as far as I can. ”

Although Su Wu and the old monk were cautious along the way, they inevitably stepped on some moss and flowers, and it was impossible to not touch a single grass or leaf.

But the two of them were really very careful not to touch something, and they didn't expect them to walk so carefully, and they were still caught by the old fellow in the deepest part of the forest.

"What if I want to come in?" Su Wu knew that it was the mountain god who was talking to him, but he was still the same, and he was not afraid at all.

"The old man really wants to see what kind of ugly you old goblin looks like. The old monk also said.

"Oh, it's you, a dead monk, if it weren't for you, a dead thing, who has been guarding this place all these years, this forest would be even bigger, and there would be more trees. The mountain god's tone suddenly became erratic, and he did not refuse the visit of the two without gritting his teeth, and began to blow water with the old monk.

After so many years, the old monk had to come to the mountain to kill wild beasts almost every day, and the mountain god watched this monk swing his sword and fall into blood every day.

This is also a kind of companionship.

"Since it's you, a dead monk, who wants to come in, then come in, but don't die on the road, then the god will be very disappointed. ”

The mountain god acquiesced to the two of them continuing to enter the forest.

It's just that the fog is too thick, so he didn't see the figures of Su Wu and the old monk clearly, otherwise there would not be even the same difficulties as before.

This was the first time the old monk had walked into the forest from that entrance, and the old monk had been hunting here for many years, and a recent path could still be found.

Once upon a time, a few poor natives entered the forest through this opening, but before they could take half a step, they were poisoned by the fragrance of rosemary.

This path is not only a shortcut to the depths of the forest, but also the only way to the deepest part of the forest.

Now that Su Wu and the old monk had completed half of their journey, they would be able to meet the old goblin in the forest as long as they walked halfway further.

Halfway through the woods they came to, the same half-depths were sometimes a very dangerous place.

The beasts outside could be breaded inside, and the beasts inside could be breaded outside, and soon Su Wu and the old monk encountered a second very fatal problem.

The beasts that pretended to be asleep were actually very awake, they had been in this forest for too long, and they had also developed the cunning and wisdom of humans, and they had learned to lie in ambush and plot.

The old monk had hunted many of their kind before, and now they were going to tear him into pieces with their sword-sharp grips.

Wild boar, bison, wild dog............

Almost all the beasts quickly gathered together as if they were ordered, and wrapped around Su Wu and the old monk in a whole circle.