The black pressed forest is as green as a pool of clear water.

The primitive wild forest is always full of jackals, tigers, leopards, snakes, insects, rats, ants and other things that can easily kill people.

Two figures, one large and one small, trudged through the woods.

Of course, it's only Guan Qingfeng who is difficult.

He is not tall, and his white and tender little hands usually hold the brush without shaking at all, but at this moment, holding the three-pound firewood knife, he is tired and panting.

This forest is so strange that you can hear the howl of wolves in the middle of the night, and in the daytime you can see tall savages tossing and turning between the trees, and you can even see the dense fog that really can't see your fingers, you can't see anything, but you can hear the rustling footsteps around you.

If Li Wenshuo hadn't been standing behind him whistling, pulling words from east to west, he believed that he would have gone crazy.

He swore that in this forest, he would never leave Li Wenshuo again, and this thought was even more resolute after the few corpses that appeared around him when the thick fog dispersed.

"What are you stunned about, hurry up, if you're lucky, in two days, we'll be able to stay at the inn." ”

Hearing this, Guan Qingfeng gasped, suppressed the pain between his chest and abdomen, and slashed at the dead branches and vines blocking the way in front of him, and a pair of white and tender little hands had already been cut out of blood one after another by the sharp blades of grass.

endured the pain and stabbed again, but he didn't feel much sorry for his hand, because Li Wenshuo said that the more hesitation you hesitate when you take out the knife, the greater the damage you will receive, and now your enemies are weak grass, and they scratch your fingers.

In the future, the enemies you will face will be even more vicious and vicious, and if you are careless, they will kill you.

Moreover, at night, the master would take out the small black porcelain bottle, and the ointment inside would be cold and applied to his hands, and it was said that there would be no scars.

A slash out diagonally, the young man in front of him was very smart, he swung hundreds of knives in a few days, and he had gradually figured out some ways to swing the knife, how to save the most effort, and how not to hurt his thin body.

Although he was still very immature, Li Wenshuo was very satisfied, raised his head and looked up, the shade of the tree revealed a miserable white, it was a cloudy day, and there was no sun.

But calculating the time, it was estimated that it was already afternoon, so he said with a smile: "Okay, let's go here today, go pick up some firewood, and spend the night here tonight." ”

Hearing this, Guan Qingfeng was not in a hurry, the autumn insects outside were chirping, the weather was dry, even in this jungle, it was still green, the water was full of meaning, and there were still some dead branches scattered everywhere on the ground.

So he didn't move, just looked at Li Wenshuo quietly.

Li Wenshuo also knew what this little ghost wanted to do, and with a wry smile, he pulled out the long sword behind his back, and with a flash of Xue Liang's sword light, Sen Ran's sword qi rolled back and forth twice on the rugged ground.

Whether it is a stone or a small grass, everything has become some kind of debris, and at night, it is covered with soft thatch, and the whole person is buried in it, which is warm and comfortable, and there is no difference from the quilt of cotton cover at home.

The young man nodded with satisfaction, and happily went to collect firewood, but he didn't dare to go far.

The first time he saw Li Wenshuo draw his sword, what he did was not to punish the traitor and eliminate the evil, nor to save the beauty as a hero, but to do such a trivial thing, to be honest, he was still a little shocked.

After a while, he picked up a large pile of firewood, and Li Wenshuo also brought a cleaned pheasant out of nowhere, took local materials, and found some spices in the forest to smear on the pheasant.

Although the forest is dangerous, but the product is also abundant, because there is no human interference, all kinds of precious spices and medicines, one year old and one withered, so scattered in the soil, turned into nutrients to continue to nourish new life.

Li Wenshuo found a wild yam, peeled off the skin, cut the sword into more than a dozen sections, grabbed a handful of wild onions, washed it with the stream water, folded it a few times, and stuffed it into the chicken's belly.

Take out a packet of refined salt from the baggage, take a little and spread it evenly.

"Let's live!"

Li Wenshuo applauded, Guan Qingfeng on the side had long forgotten the words of the sage who was a gentleman who was far away from cooking after this day's work, and he himself felt that he was now a swordsman destined to become a hero of the rivers and lakes.

Guan Qingfeng took the fire fold and wasted his strength to raise the fire with the method taught to him by Li Wenshuo, at this time he already had great respect for Li Wenshuo, although Li Wenshuo did not teach him swordsmanship now.

But it taught him how to make a fire, how to distinguish wild vegetables, and no matter what he taught, he was also a teacher.

Wrapped in several layers of banana leaves and wrapped in mud, the fat pheasant was put in the fire by Li Wenshuo.

Waiting for the flower chicken to be done, it is estimated that it will take an hour, and this time can not be idle, Guan Qingfeng sat cross-legged on the ground like Li Wenshuo, with five hearts to the sky, according to Li Wenshuo, it is to swallow the daily period.

Guan Qingfeng was shocked, Master Xindao would actually swallow the things written in the Zhiwei that only existed in the Confucian orthodoxy, could it be that he was a monster who had cultivated to the essence, otherwise how could he always take him to the deep mountains and old forests to drill?

For this reason, he has been beaten more than once by Li Wenshuo, on the grounds that he disrespects his teacher and is suspicious.

Guan Qingfeng is at an active age, and he can sit motionless here, firstly, because he is too tired during the day, and secondly, his legs are numb.

Li Wenshuo also knew that no matter how this little ghost meditated here, without the corresponding exercises, he couldn't feel those ethereal things, but he didn't care, and still asked him to follow along.

Even if you can't cultivate, you can hone your mind.

Less than an hour later, Li Wenshuo opened his eyes, and the fire in front of him was only a red spark, and the branch pulled the mud ball out of the ashes, which pulled Guan Qingfeng up.

As soon as he pulled it up, Guan Qingfeng sat on the ground again, rubbing his numb calves and squeaking, which made Li Wenshuo shake his head and laugh.

The mud ball is dry and hard, except for the red places that are burned by the fire, it is all pitch black, faintly scattered with a few cracks, Li Wenshuo is not afraid of being hot, his fingers are a few taps on the mud shell, and the mud ball is cracked, revealing the tender chicken that is steaming inside.

Nodding with satisfaction, the two of them solved a whole fat chicken.

With his current physique, even if he doesn't have the domineering and extremely rigid and yang of Buddhism, he can be called invulnerable, invulnerable, invulnerable, and his five senses are even sharper to the extreme.

So even in the darkness of the night, with his eyes closed, he still noticed the changes around him.

A cool breeze blows, and the yellow leaves flutter in the wind.

The old vines spread on the ground slowly stretched, like reptiles, the birds in the air were screaming, and the insects around were hissing.

Even Guan Qingfeng, who didn't know martial arts and was physically and mentally exhausted, noticed the strangeness around him, was a little puzzled, and said, "Master, it's almost September, why are there still cicadas?"

If you have a question, you have to ask, this is what the old master Wen who taught him to read told him, Li Wenshuo also liked his habit, touched his head, and said with a smile: "Where did the cicadas come from?"

The sound of cicadas in his ears became louder and louder, but listening to Li Wenshuo's words, Guan Qingfeng was stunned, and a great fear suddenly rose in his heart, there must be a demon when something goes wrong, which is also what he heard from the book.

Guan Qingfeng hid behind Li Wenshuo, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and only showed half of his head to look around, but the canopy was too dense for the moonlight to shine in, and he couldn't see anything.

Li Wenshuo pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, shook his head, and said softly: "Good job, when you don't have the ability to protect yourself, try to hide behind me when you encounter danger, but if one day I can't stand in front of you, you must learn to pick up the sword yourself." ”

"But Master, I don't have a sword yet. Guan Qingfeng looked up at Li Wenshuo.

"No, you have. ”

Li Wenshuo smiled, he didn't know why he was so calm in his heart, was it because he liked this apprentice too much, or was it because he 'should be a girl'?

Guan Qingfeng didn't remember that he had a sword, and since he was a child, he was a housekeeper who flaunted himself as a scholar, and he would never touch these things that were fighting and killing.

But looking at Li Wenshuo's side face, he still subconsciously glanced around, hurriedly picked up the firewood knife that had been opened from the ground, and looked around vigilantly.

Li Wenshuo sighed, touched Guan Qingfeng's head, and said with a wry smile: "You kid, it's time to buy you a sword." ”

"Really, Master?"

"Well, a peerless sword. Li Wenshuo said with a smile, glanced around, and the murderous aura in his eyes turned into essence, like substance.

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Chapter synopsis The blackened forest is as green as a pool of clear water.

The primitive wild forest is always full of jackals, tigers, leopards, snakes, insects, rats, ants and other things that can easily kill people.

Two figures, one large and one small, trudged through the woods.

Of course, it's only Guan Qingfeng who is difficult.

He is not tall, and his white and tender little hands usually hold the brush without shaking at all, but at this moment, holding the three-pound firewood knife, he is tired and panting.

This forest is so strange that you can hear the howl of wolves in the middle of the night, and in the daytime you can see tall savages tossing and turning between the trees, and you can even see the dense fog that really can't see your fingers, you can't see anything, but you can hear the rustling footsteps around you.

If Li Wenshuo hadn't been standing behind him whistling, pulling words from east to west, he believed that he would have gone crazy.

He swore that in this forest, he would never leave Li Wenshuo again, and this thought was even more resolute after the few corpses that appeared around him when the thick fog dispersed.

"What are you stunned about, hurry up, if you're lucky, in two days, we'll be able to stay at the inn." ”

Hearing this, Guan Qingfeng gasped, suppressed the pain between his chest and abdomen, and slashed at the dead branches and vines blocking the way in front of him, and a pair of white and tender little hands had already been cut out of blood one after another by the sharp blades of grass.

endured the pain and stabbed again, but he didn't feel much sorry for his hand, because Li Wenshuo said that the more hesitation you hesitate when you take out the knife, the greater the damage you will receive, and now your enemies are weak grass, and they scratch your fingers.

In the future, the enemies you will face will be even more vicious and vicious, and if you are careless, they will kill you.

Moreover, at night, the master would take out the small black porcelain bottle, and the ointment inside would be cold and applied to his hands, and it was said that there would be no scars.

A slash out diagonally, the young man in front of him was very smart, he swung hundreds of knives in a few days, and he had gradually figured out some ways to swing the knife, how to save the most effort, and how not to hurt his thin body.

Although he was still very immature, Li Wenshuo was very satisfied, raised his head and looked up, the shade of the tree revealed a miserable white, it was a cloudy day, and there was no sun.

But calculating the time, it was estimated that it was already afternoon, so he said with a smile: "Okay, let's go here today, go pick up some firewood, and spend the night here tonight." ”

Hearing this, Guan Qingfeng was not in a hurry, the autumn insects outside were chirping, the weather was dry, even in this jungle, it was still green, the water was full of meaning, and there were still some dead branches scattered everywhere on the ground.

So he didn't move, just looked at Li Wenshuo quietly.

Li Wenshuo also knew what this little ghost wanted to do, and with a wry smile, he pulled out the long sword behind his back, and the snow light flashed