After two days of trekking, the two elementary schools have come to the vast no-man's land in the north of Wanchize.

Because of the dense swamps, a large number of poisonous insects and beasts live, and a terrifying miasma may be diffused at any time, so it is daunting. Those who make a living in the swamp are mostly in it for money, and with ready-made roads, few people are going to take the risk of exploring this place.

After all, at the beginning, the pioneers explored the way in Wanikezawa, and although they had a lot of hard work, they still found several safe routes in the central and southern regions, but the teams looking for the north were basically wiped out here, and the dangers there were not spared. Coupled with the fact that the western side of the northern swamp is next to the forests that separate Yunzhou and Xizhou, there are no people there, and no one wants to transport smuggled goods, so no one wants to make that effort.

If you want to know about this place, the whole swamp is the most familiar to Oboni. She often needs some poison herbs, so she will explore in this direction. Because she has lived in a similar environment in the south of Lingzhou since she was a child, and her own poison skills are profound, she is basically not fascinated by the naturally generated miasma, so she regards it as her own back garden.

Even so, she only took the bamboo forest valley as a starting point, explored a distance of less than two hundred miles to the north, and did not dare to go any further. After all, there were not one or two congenital good hands who died over there back then. In the case of being alone, Oboni is still cautious.

Zhang Qing took out the animal skin map in his arms, carefully studied his position, and then said to Ah Longyin: "Well, this is almost the location." According to my aunt's record, if you walk further, you will reach the area where the python lives. ”

The girl nodded, looked at the sky and replied, "Okay, let's camp here today, and enter the area early tomorrow morning to find a target." ”

Zhang Qing had no objection, and the two quickly found a dry highland, first set up their tent, and then sprinkled a circle of insect repellent around the tent. Then you can see many tiny insects crawling out of the ground and grass in a panic, and hurriedly fleeing the range of the camp. After a while, even the mosquitoes in the swamp were gone.

This medicine is not a big road commodity bought on the market, but a secret recipe from the Empty Mulberry Poison Sutra. Although it is only one of the most inconspicuous formulas, looking at the effect of this kind of insect fear, you can still understand how powerful the Empty Sang Dao used to be.

Now it's not like the embarrassment of running away when they first met, and the two of them are used to running in the swamp, so they have enough belongings. Zhang Qing searched for some dry plants—you know, this kind of thing is not easy to find in the swamps in the spring. After a long time, he finally lit the fire, and then put the dried meat he carried on the fire to heat it, and this was the dinner for the two.

Ah Longyin found a fairly clean pool, took some water, and then added some medicinal powder, and poured out the water from the upper layer after settling it, and then put it on the fire and boiled it.

I have to say that a large part of the martial artists who practiced poison art in this era can be called chemists. When they study the toxicity of various animals, plants, and minerals, they sometimes happen to study something completely different from their own ideas, but it works wonders in other ways.

Just like the medicinal powder added by Alongyin to the water, it is made by mixing minerals and plants, it can magically purify the dirty water into clean water, quickly polymerize the impurities in the water into solid precipitates, and kill the parasites in the water at the same time, but it does not cause any effect on the human body.

To be honest, Zhang Qing was skeptical about its utility at first, after all, there is no microscope in this world, and he can't judge whether the seemingly clear water is really clean, and whether this medicinal powder mixed with a variety of minerals will have a potential impact on the human body I don't know.

However, Wei Xiangzi still reassured him, in her words, the control of the body by the outer gods is not innate and acquired. Any substance that is harmful to the body enters the body of the outer god, even if it is invisible to the naked eye, can be quickly detected and excreted from the body at the same time.

And after Wei Xiangzi's personal test, this long-inherited medicinal powder will indeed not cause damage to the body. After all, it's not like no outer gods have used this medicinal powder before, and I haven't seen them come out and say anything.

Zhang Qing had no choice but to sigh at this magical world while enjoying the convenience of ancient chemistry. However, boiling water before drinking it took him more than a year of persistence to make the three of Kong Sandao cultivate it into a habit. For him, even if he knew that the water was clean, the creed of not drinking raw water when he could have it was still engraved in his mind.

The two of them quickly settled their diet, and the sky gradually darkened. They sat side by side in front of their tents and watched the sun set in the distance.

In front of them was a large swampy area with almost no undulations, and many water-filled craters were densely packed. The water here is not too deep, waist-deep at most, but if anyone dares to enter it, the mud under his feet may suck him in.

And because most of it is stagnant water, full of aquatic plants and all kinds of strange creatures, most of them are poisonous, you don't know if the toad in front of you, which is less than a finger long, will suddenly spew out a mouthful of venom that can even be poisoned by nature. Zhang Qing also knew that it must be full of all kinds of invisible pathogenic bacteria, and if he dared to drink a sip of the water, he would be lucky to live for three days.

Between the pools there are naturally formed mounds, which are the most common roads in the swamp, and are covered with thick decaying weeds and shrubs, which are the main source of miasma in the swamp. And on this humus, other plants grow.

Because there is no wind, the large and small ponds are not rippling, smooth as a mirror, reflecting a strange light under the illumination of the setting sun, making this sinister place reveal a strange beauty.

In the distance, several white cranes walk around in the shallow water, occasionally quickly pecking their long beaks into the water, and when they look up again, they have a small fish in their mouths.

"Ayin, do you think this scene in front of you is very beautiful? Zhang Qing smiled and spoke, somehow this scene touched his young heart.

As a result, Ah Longyin glanced at him strangely: "Ah Qing, what's wrong with you, we can see the sunset in this swamp every day, as long as we get out of the valley, we can see it." Or are you talking about the white crane that preys? Oh, you see that the biggest one is still eating and pulling, where is the beauty?"

Zhang Qing's literary heart was quickly dispelled by this incomprehensible steel straight girl young lady, and even the poems she wanted to chant were held back. He had no choice but to roll his eyes and said casually, "Okay, okay, you're right, I made a fuss." ”

After a pause, he said again: "Ayin, it's so boring, can you play a tune for me?"

"No problem!" Hearing that Zhang Qing wanted to show his best skills, Ah Longyin quickly smiled and squinted, quickly took out the bone flute from his arms, and began to play.

Completely different from the eerie sound that fluctuated when manipulating poison, the sound that came from the flute was now crisp and cheerful.

According to Ayin, this is the first piece that her mother taught her, so every time she plays it, she puts it at the top.

Zhang Qing closed his eyes and silently listened to the melodious sound of the flute, and the slight fatigue of driving in the swamp for two days in a row had long since disappeared.

This song seems to tell the story of a child who played outside for a day, returned home in the call of A-Niang, and finally fell asleep in A-Niang's arms. Ah Longyin was full of missing her mother when she was playing, and Zhang Qing on the side was also thinking about her mother. I wonder if she's okay? Is there any grief for losing her son now?

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A few hundred miles north of the camp, on the northern border of the swamp, what was happening was not as harmonious as it was here.

Due to its proximity to the mountains, the ground is not as flat as in the swamp. There were fewer pools, but they were still muddy. Coupled with the undulating terrain, the three people who were fleeing were very embarrassed.

Seeing that their actions all have innate early stage cultivation, but now they don't even dare to flee back. Behind them were not humans, but a dozen giant wolves that were tall enough to be man-size-tall!

Depending on the situation, they all came from Xizhou through the forests of the northwest, and although the environment there was also very treacherous, it was certainly not as good as the depths of the swamp, which is why they were still alive here. It's a pity that I didn't expect to provoke the giant wolves in the mountains, and I was in danger as well.

Compared to the stumbling of the three people in front of them, the giant wolves are familiar here. They move in a coherent manner, and they move with ease.

The wolf pack's chase seems to have spare strength, and the wolf king who is the leader has a glint of wisdom in his eyes, and from time to time he howls to call back the subordinates who chased him, they are so smart that they are consuming the physical strength of their prey!

And the three people who ran in front of them didn't have the strategy of caring about the wolves, and now they just wanted to escape and ascend to heaven.

These three people are all in their twenties and thirties, and they are all wearing scholarly clothes, but they don't know if they are really Confucian students or wear them like Zhang Qing when they look good.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, the road ahead was no longer easy to see, and the wolves behind him were still following the three of them unhurriedly, the guy on the left couldn't help but speak: "Brother Xi, Brother Lan, you can't run like this! It's getting dark soon, we can't see the road clearly, but they are not affected, we can't escape the tracking of these beasts at all." And at night, it is also beneficial for them to fight. ”

Brother Xi in the middle frowned and pondered, and said: "The terrain of this place is undulating, let's quickly find a high ground, preferably narrower, so that these beasts can't give full play to their numerical advantage, and then slowly deal with them!"

"Good!" "Just listen to you!"

(End of chapter)