On the high mountain, in the dense forest, after listening to Yang Junwei's narration, Shui Wuwei sighed lightly, and then said: "Although there are no thousand-year-old ginseng in this mountain, there are also a lot of old medicines, I don't know if it can have some effect on your uncle's situation, if you have anything on your body, I will go with you to get it." ”

After listening to Shui Wuxuan's words, Yang Junwei was suddenly overjoyed, and suddenly had a feeling that the willows and flowers were bright and another village. He quickly replied, "Yes, yes, yes!" and as he spoke, he took a bag of animal skin from his waist and handed it to Shui Wuyan. At the same time, one hand scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm sorry、、、、 I just 、、、、 I was in a hurry、、、、、

Shui Wuxuan snorted lightly in his nose, and then said: "You are also reckless, although you are depressed, but you should pay more attention in the future, if you change to others, I am afraid that you will really be beaten up." ”

But he didn't blame Yang Junwei much, but admonished him. Yang Junwei, who said it, was full of shame, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Thank you, brother, my name is Yang Junwei." ”

But he didn't know that after Shui Wuji took the animal skin bag and said that sentence, he had already turned around and walked in the direction he came from. Only one sentence came from not far away: "You can call me water, and come with me!"

Yang Junwei looked up when he heard this, and at this time, Shui Wuyan had already walked twenty meters away. Yang Junwei hurriedly pulled out the iron rod inserted into the trunk of the tree and chased after Shui Wuwei, while shouting, "Brother Wuyan, wait for me." ”

Soon Shui Wuwei took Yang Junwei around the mountains and forests, picking a lot of long-aged herbs, while picking Shui Wuwei also simply like Yang Junwei said the basic role of herbs, and each bead of herbal water only took the part that might need to be used, as much as possible to retain the integrity of the herbs or leave the root seedlings.

Then Shui Wuwei took Yang Junwei to the edge of the pond, under the ancient tree hugged by three or five people. Yang Junwei looked at Shui Wuyan curiously, Shui Wuyan knew what he was thinking, so he explained directly: "This is my residence here, some immediate herbs need to be picked when encountered, and then they will be dried and preserved here, you wait for me for a while." ”

After speaking, Shui Wuqi moved on top of the ancient tree, took a lot of half-dried herbs from the trunk of the tree in the sun, and then took out some dried herbs from the tree house, and put them all into the animal skin bag given by Yang Junwei, and filled the animal skin bag to the brim.

Then Shui Wuyan handed the animal skin bag to Yang Junwei and said, "Let's go!" and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

"Brother Wuyan and slow!" At this time, Yang Junwei did suddenly stop Shui Wuwei, and then continued: "Brother Wuyan, it is getting late at this time, I am afraid that it will be dangerous to go down the mountain, or I will go back alone! ”

Hearing this, Shui Wuyan smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, not to mention whether you can use these herbs correctly, even if I have been here for some time, I am going down the mountain for a walk." With that, he turned and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

Yang Junwei also felt reasonable when he heard this, and he didn't know how to answer, so he had to clasp his fists behind Shui Wuwei and bow down, and then followed.

When the two of them walked to the edge of the cliff, the sun was almost sunset, and it was even more difficult to peep down during the rolling clouds, seeing this, Yang Junwei was a little nervous, and when he saw this, he gently patted Yang Junwei's shoulder and said, "It's okay!"

As he spoke, he pulled the vine on the edge of a vine to confirm that the vine was not old, turned over and jumped down, and after falling a few meters, he gently grabbed the vine with one hand, and the whole person stopped instantly as if there was no void, and then looked up at Yang Junwei who was still on the edge of the cliff.

Seeing this, Yang Junwei didn't say much, but directly chose a vine and slowly went down.

However, it is said that at this time, in the nameless village not far from the bottom of the mountain, the people who went hunting at the entrance of the village before dark have returned to the village, but the prey they brought back is a little less satisfactory. After everyone put down their prey, they all rushed to Yang Junwei's house.

When everyone came to Yang Junwei's house, they saw that Yang Junwei's uncle was still unconscious, and an oil lamp was lit at home, and the white-haired village chief was already sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, paying attention to the patient's condition.

When he saw everyone coming back, he asked, "Hasn't Junwei come back yet?"

After everyone looked at each other, they shook their heads, and Uncle Lai said that night: "I haven't seen it yet." The crowd fell silent.

Then Uncle Wan came to take a look, and after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "No, I'll take someone to look for it!"

Hearing this, some young people were a little timid, and the village chief also said: "This night is dangerous, it is difficult to see, I am afraid that I will be injured by poisonous snakes!"

"But Junwei's uncle and nephew are pitiful, let's go and see what is going on!" Uncle Wanlai continued.

After hearing this, the village chief thought for a while, and said: "It is not suitable for many people, so let's go to the five more vigorous night walkers in the mountain to see what Junwei is!"

"No!" everyone bowed in unison and clasped their fists in response, and then the three of them left with Uncle Wanlai.

The four people at the entrance of the village gathered, each armed with a torch, and headed out into the mountains and forests.

But it was said that after Shui Wuwei and Yang Junwei had fallen for more than half of the time, the sun had disappeared, and the sky was getting darker and darker, and there were no vines to borrow from below. Seeing this, Yang Junwei didn't know what to do, so he asked, "Brother Wuyan, how can I wait now?"

Ran Shui Wuxuan didn't panic, and smiled slightly: "It's okay! ”

When Yang Junwei heard that he had him, he knotted the rope and threw it to Shui Wuwei, after Shui Wuwei received the rope, he looked around, and he suddenly let go of the vines he was holding in his hand, which made Yang Junwei startled.

But after seeing that Shui Wuxuan let go of the vines, he walked quickly on the cliff wall, and for a while, he came to a Jinpine that grew on the cliff near Yang Junwei, tied one end of the rope to the trunk of the Jinpine, and threw it down the cliff.

Then Shui Wuyan looked at Yang Junwei and said, "Brother Yang, come here, and then go down the rope." ”

Seeing this, after Yang Junwei moved between a few stones, he also came to the top of the strong pine where Shui Wuwei was, and asked, "Brother Wuyan, my rope is not very long, and it can't reach the cliff." ”

Shui Wuqi still smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the mountain people have their own clever plans, you go down this section first." After speaking, he looked at Yang Junwei affirmatively, Yang Junwei didn't say anything more when he saw this, so he slowly slid down the rope, and after finding a convenient place to stop at the lower end, he looked up and wanted to look at the water. But I saw Shui Wuyan suddenly untie the rope, and then took the rope with both hands behind his back, and under Yang Junwei's stunned gaze, he slowly fell directly from the top of the pine in a standing posture.

"No 、、、、、" Yang Junwei hurriedly said in surprise, but he saw a scene like a fairy in his eyes. I saw that after the water fell for a certain distance, the foot he raised lightly touched on the other foot, and the legs were exchanged, and he magically stayed in the air for a while, and the downward trend slowed down. This repeatedly, in an instant, it crossed Yang Junwei and continued to fall downward.

The clouds and mist in the mountains are blowing with the wind, and the water at this time is like a fairy dancing among the clouds

At this time, Yang Junwei was already stunned, and he seemed to be a ghost, until Shui Wuyan fell to his side, he woke up, and stammered: "No 、、、, no face, brother, you can't poo, poo, it's 、、、this、、、 this, the god in the mountain、、、 、、、 god 、、、 immortal!"

Hearing this, Shui Wuxuan shook his head and said, "Brother Yang, don't be surprised, I'm not a mountain immortal, but a mountain and wild dweller;

When Yang Junwei heard this, he asked again: "Are you sure you didn't bluff me?"

OK

After that, Shui Wu didn't wait for Yang Junwei to ask again, so he walked quickly on the cliff again, found another convenient place to tie the rope, and motioned Yang Junwei to continue to go down the mountain. Seeing this, Yang Junwei had no choice but to suppress the curiosity in his heart and continue to go down the mountain.

If you ask Yang Junwei's impression of water at this time, I am afraid that it is:

Yunshan Zhongxian,

Do not eat the smoke of the world.

Gentle and good gentleman,

Do good in the world.

I won't say much about it for the time being, but I said that after Yang Junwei and the two of them repeated it a few times, they finally went down to the bottom of the cliff. But I saw that the woods under the cliff were luxuriant, the water mist was flying, and there was a wide waterhole not far away, and the water pool was sparkling.

After looking at the surrounding environment, Shui Wuyan asked, "Brother Yang, where is your village?"

After Yang Junwei identified it, he said: "We will follow the stream that flows down the pool of water and go to our village." After saying that, he led the way, and because he was in a hurry to go home, he ran rapidly through the mountains and forests, bringing a little breeze.

Shui Wuwei followed closely, occasionally stepping on the tips of the grass and flying, occasionally moving between the trees, if it wasn't for the speed of taking care of Yang Junwei, I am afraid it would have been far away.

After the two of them had traveled for a while, they suddenly heard a noise in front of them, and there were faint torches. The two of them immediately stepped forward to check, but saw that four young men in leather armor were fighting with a colorful tiger that was more than one meter high, more than two meters long, and had a tail of four meters.

After Yang Junwei saw the person who came, he hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Late!" At the same time, he picked up the iron rod and hit the big tiger, but the tiger flashed over. "Bang!", Yang Junwei's iron rod smashed into the woodland, but the tail of the big tiger was pumped on Yang Junwei's face, and a red tail mark appeared on the left side of Yang Junwei's face.

Then the big tiger turned around in an instant, grabbed and bit towards Yang Junwei, and the others immediately rescued when they saw this, some people shot arrows, some people threw guns, and some people copied the big axes to hit but the speed was relatively slow. Seeing that Yang Junwei was about to become popular, a figure suddenly appeared on the side of the tiger, bowing and leaning on a shovel, and a "sticking to the mountain" was used, knocking the big tiger to the side.

The others were stunned, you must know that there are so many big tigers, at least they weigh hundreds of catties, plus its own strength, it is at least above three or four thousand catties. But he was directly knocked out by the thin water, although it was not far away, it was really amazing.

After the big tiger was knocked away, he was immediately annoyed and looked at the small man who hit him. "Woo!" after a howl, he suddenly bit directly at the water.

However, Shui Wuxuan was not in a hurry, he fell off the horse with his waist down, his hands flat on his chest, and when the big tiger approached, his hands pressed down violently. "Bang!" There was a loud bang, and Shui Wuxuan's hands did not touch the big tiger, but the tiger had been crushed to the ground, its front legs were forked, and the tiger's head was the first to hit the ground, causing countless dust and leaves.

"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, but it was Shui Wuxuan who changed his hand, and then a cannon hammer hit the king character in the middle of the tiger's huge head, and when the dust of the fallen leaves cleared, the big tiger could no longer move.