About a day and a night, or three days and three nights, Guo Yang himself couldn't figure out how long it had been, this cool feeling was too good.

Guo Yang was afraid that this would be a dream.

As soon as he moves, the dream will wake up.

A nine-year-old child suddenly experienced so many unbelievable things, and his whole person felt in a trance, a little unreal.

After lying for more than an hour, Guo Yang slowly sat up from the ground. The wounds on his body were miraculously healed, and the inside of his body was filled with that kind of cool comfort.

What is especially strange is that there are a large number of black stains on the surface of his body, which seem to be oozing from the skin.

Guo Yang found that his originally black and thin body looked clean and refreshing, and the visible skin such as his arms showed a kind of white and red.

Observing his body in surprise for a while, Guo Yang picked up the small bottle from the ground with some hesitation and looked at it intently. I saw that this bottle was about three inches, like jade but not jade, black and swarthy, not good-looking, nor ugly.

The small bottle is cold to the hand, slightly heavier than the ordinary bottle, and there are nine slightly raised lines on the bottle body, which looks simple and mysterious.

Guo Yang played with the bottle for a while, but he couldn't see anything famous, so he put it in his arms.

He turned his eyes to look at the skeleton, and after this toss, he was waved by his hands and feet, and the whole skeleton had already fallen into a heap.

Guo Yang walked over and picked up a book from the ground. The book was originally with a small bottle.

Guo Yang is a sheep herding baby, and he held a book in his hand for the first time, which made him feel a little strange.

He took the book in his hand, carefully flipped through a few pages, and found that the material of the book was very special, like silk and cloth, and it was very smooth to the touch, and I don't know how many years have passed, but it has not been damaged at all.

Guo Yang was illiterate, and those crooked strokes looked intricate, which made him dizzy.

The last nine pages of the book are not words, but patterns, and on each page is a drawing of a person. These people are densely packed with three or four hundred black spots, some slightly larger, some slightly smaller, connected by twenty-four thin wires, which looks very strange.

Guo Yang looked through it carefully and found that on each pattern, the lines connected with black dots were different, and the direction arrows were also marked.

In one of the pictures, Guo Yang suddenly found that there was a thin line of arrows, which was exactly the same as the path of the air flow in his lower abdomen.

This discovery intrigued Guo Yang, so he looked at the pattern more carefully several times.

The person in the picture is sitting cross-legged, with his left and right hands together, placed on the lower abdomen, his eyes slightly closed, and his face is indifferent.

Guo Yang memorized the patterns one by one, learned the appearance in the picture, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes slightly.

After a long time, Guo Yang slowly opened his eyes and sighed.

No, there is no sign of breath flowing. Moreover, the aura in the lower abdomen stayed there honestly, and he didn't listen to Guo Yang's command at all.

After sitting for a while, Guo Yang stood up and hid the book in his arms. He's going to probe in this hole, and he's going to have to find a way to get out.

Although I swallowed two pills and after all these days, I still didn't feel hungry and thirsty, but it's always a good idea to think about it in advance.

Guo Yang carefully explored the cave of seven or eight zhang in size, and couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

The cave was nothing but the skeleton.

Looking up at the hole he fell into for a while, Guo Yang was sure that he couldn't climb out. It's too high, and the distance of more than three zhang is difficult for him to climb to the sky.

Guo Yang thought for a while, and finally came up with a stupid solution.

He began to dig near the entrance of the cave, and as he did, he put his feet under his feet. He dug for a while, and his fingers began to hurt too much.

Guo Yang looked around, walked straight to the pile of dry bones, picked up a leg bone, and began to dig up.

Not to mention, under Guo Yang's stupid method, after digging for a day and a night, he really allowed himself to climb out of that deep hole.

As soon as he came out of the cave, Guo Yang stood in the small mountain col, took a few breaths of fresh air, and was in a good mood. If it weren't for the fear of being discovered, he would have wanted to yell a few times.

In just a few days, what Guo Yang experienced was like a dream. If it weren't for him pinching his arm hard and finding that it hurt a lot, Guo Yang would have even thought he was in a dream.

Out of the cave, the injuries on his body have healed, and Guo Yang began to think about his way out.

Going back to Wujiazhuang? That is absolutely impossible and will not dare. As soon as he thought of Steward Wu's indifferent face, Guo Yang's back felt cold. The only way out is to keep fleeing.

But where to flee?

Guo Yang thought about it for a while and decided-as long as he stayed away from Wujiazhuang.

Guo Yang cautiously climbed up from the small mountain col, and found that there were no people around, so he fled along a desolate path into the depths of the vast mountains.

Along the way, Guo Yang was afraid that Steward Wu would send someone to chase him, and after passing a few mountains, he would change the direction and try not to leave any traces of himself.

There are a lot of dried weeds along the way, and there are a lot of grass seeds that have not yet fallen on them. Guo Yang casually picked up all these grass seeds, put them into a dry food bag, and when he was hungry, he took out half a handful, chewed and swallowed it indiscriminately.

The biggest problem is water. Guo Yang was beside a stream that he finally came across, and drank a full stomach of water.

He touched his belly comfortably, and said with a wry smile: "Brother belly, brother belly, I have wronged you recently." ”

He took the small bottle from his bosom and wanted to fill it with a bottle of water to drink when he was thirsty.

Unexpectedly, he thought of all kinds of methods, but there was not a drop of water in the bottle, and it seemed that there was a strange force in it, blocking the water from the mouth of the bottle for a distance of one or two minutes.

Guo Yang was so angry that he couldn't even drown the whole bottle in the water and put his finger into the mouth of the bottle. The water was a minute or two away from the bottle, but it couldn't be filled into the bottle.

Guo Yang had no choice, so he couldn't wait to throw the bottle away. However, he hesitated for a long time when he held the bottle in his hand before he sighed and put it back in his arms.

Guo Yang is an outcast, he has been in the sheepfold since he was a child, and the things he touches are either sheep dung or wool and cashmere, or grass on the mountain. Such a small bottle, although it looks inconspicuous and cannot hold water, is the first "baby" that Guo Yang has ever held.

What's more, two snow-white pills were poured out of this bottle, and all the injuries on his body were healed, which should not be a mundane thing in itself.

Guo Yang couldn't figure out the small bottle, but he didn't hesitate to believe that the little bottle was a treasure.

Since it can't hold water, Guo Yang's escape route from then on has to be changed. In his heart, he actually herded himself like a sheep.

Then, as a sheep, the most important thing is nothing more than food and water. You can get grass seeds all the way for food, and there is no way to get water.

After Guo Yang thought this clearly, he quickly chose an escape route: along a small river that deviated from the direction of Wujiazhuang, and kept moving forward.