The hunters who had loaded the salt were eager to return the things to their clan. Along the way, the witch wars searched for rare prey in the past, hoping to pickle it and bring it back to their families to taste, but Fengyun persuaded them several times to no avail, so they let it go.

After the freshness has passed, the disadvantages of the flat shoulder appear. Being pressed on the shoulders by hard objects for a long time, even the witch warriors are a little unbearable. What's more, they did not listen to the dissuasion, and pickled a lot of sea fish and added them to the flat pole, thinking that they had great strength, and these weights were not enough. As everyone knows, picking things and fighting are two different things, it depends on endurance and endurance. However, after two days of perseverance, most people got used to it.

Over a mountain, Li Shu used a wooden gun to draw a trace on the ground, and instructed everyone to put down the goods and repair them, so that they could pass through the Butterfly Valley in one go.

Butterfly Valley, which sounds beautiful, is a very dangerous place, and Fengyun calls it Tiger Butterfly Valley.

The individuals of the Kun tribe are extremely weak, but the reason why they can gain a foothold in heaven and earth, and most races are unwilling to provoke easily, relies on the Dafa of the superborn guerrillas.

On the way here, Fengyun was fortunate to see the power of the Kun tiger butterfly.

It was a large butterfly with wings spread out to a foot of fifteen centimeters, its wings were covered with beautiful yellow and black tiger stripes, and its habits were like that of a fierce tiger, fierce and bloodthirsty. They grow with stiff pincers that can spit out highly poisonous saliva, and there is no shortage of bones of large animals in the valley.

There is a small stream that meanders into the Yellow River outside the Butterfly Valley, and before entering the valley, everyone must wash the blood stains from the small river to avoid being detected by the tiger butterfly's keen sense of smell. Although Fengyun's wound had already scabbed over at that time, Li Shu still wrapped him tightly in three layers of sackcloth and three layers outside.

When he came, in the old witch war, a Yangyi's witch war was because of the residual smell of blood on his body, which alarmed the tiger striped butterflies all over the tree. When the butterfly flew up, Fengyun was still marveling at its beauty, but it was immediately pulled up by Li Shu and ran, and then he heard a scream from behind him.

I didn't see how the tiger striped butterfly attacked, and by the time the unlucky witch war was dragged out by the same witch war, the exposed skin on his body was already full of pitted wounds, seeping outward with dots of blood, and Shengsheng shocked Fengyun with goosebumps.

Therefore, on this return trip, there is no need for Li Shu to say, Fengyun has consciously wrapped his body tightly.

After eating some barbecue, the witch warriors gulped down the water, on the one hand, because there was too much salt in the cured meat, and on the other hand, because of the fatigue along the way.

Lazily leaning against the shade of the tree and napping, everyone was adjusting their breathing as quickly as possible to dry the sweat from their bodies - the sweaty fresh flesh of the human race was no less attractive to the tiger butterfly than blood.

When the shade of the tree slowly moved over the marks of Li Shu's marks, he stood up and announced his departure, and the quietly napping witch warriors jumped up energetically, padded the animal skin, put the flat pole on their shoulders, and prepared to enter the valley.

Two mountains hundreds of meters high are sandwiched between a stream, forming the Butterfly Valley. The direction of the mountains and rivers just blocks the cold northwest winds every year. The valley is low-lying and the temperature is three to five degrees higher than that outside the valley. Therefore, the valley also nurtures a variety of shrubs and wild fruits that are rarely seen outside, attracting herbivores that yearn for sweetness, and they also become the food ration for tiger butterflies.

Far from fruiting, it can be seen everywhere, dotted with wildflowers dotted with the valley, on which only bees, butterflies, ants, and insects, also of the Kun tribe, can set foot on it. The thorns on the branches are already budding, and the bees are toiling to pollinate the flowers, which will soon wither and produce fruit. Or spread the seeds through the stomachs of deer, horses, cattle and sheep, or puncture their mouths and noses with spikes to attract tiger butterflies to devour them, so as to obtain some leftovers and cold rotten raw fertilizer to feed themselves.

All things are mutually reinforcing each other, and everything has cause and effect, which is the truth that the ancestors of Fuxi comprehended from the river map.

The towering trees hang down in thousands of strands, and countless tiger striped butterflies hang on them, even obscuring the color of the branches and leaves themselves. The flapping wings converge together, looking like a writhing snake body from a distance, looking weird and terrifying. Walking through it, you must squint your eyes and cover your mouth and nose with a sackcloth to prevent inhaling the phosphorus powder from the butterfly's wings. Although the toxin on it is weak, inhaling too much of it will still cause discomfort, and if it gets into the eyes, even Wu Zhan will be stung and swelled and difficult to see.

Entering the valley, the witch warriors all closed their mouths in tacit agreement, bowed their heads and walked silently.

There are so many butterflies here that it's stressful, and all but the mottled sky is black as far as the eye can see. The rustle of thousands of butterflies crawling and flapping their wings is like ten thousand ants devouring their hearts, which makes people's hearts feel inexplicably heavy.

Carrying the toolbox on his back, Fengyun walked in the middle of the group. The mixed leaves accumulated on the ground in previous years and the corpses of tiger striped butterflies injured and killed in the fight gave off a strange stench.

The phosphorus powder in the air was much thicker than last time, and the tiger striped butterflies that fell from time to time on the top of his head made Fengyun a little puzzled, there were not so many butterfly corpses when he came, could it be because of the fight for mating rights and other things? Li Shu was not clear about this phenomenon, but urged everyone to hurry up.

There was a movement at the end of the procession, and Fengyun looked back, only to see several witch battles stopped, surrounding a figure. Li Shu ran quickly to check, but Li Yuan was blinded by phosphorus powder and accidentally fell, but fortunately he was not injured.

Li Sui was in charge of carrying Ying Yu on her back, and she was also at the end of the team, and she was also taken crooked by Li Yuan. But that guy slept with his head held high, and he didn't notice it at all. After a short stay, everyone continued to move forward.

The team has walked a third of the way, and then there is the deepest part of the butterfly valley, the butterflies are not ordinary, the trunk itself can no longer be seen on top of each other, the only canopy that can shine into the sun is extraordinarily dense, try to stretch the branches and leaves to feel the sun, and provide nutrients for the body. Because of this, there is almost no sky in this forest, and even the ground is full of tiger butterflies, so everyone can only slow down to avoid stepping too much and contaminating the smell.

I don't know how long I walked, in a trance, everyone had walked out of the Butterfly Valley and saw the blue sky again, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed again, and began to talk and laugh again.

Li Shu smiled: "The next road is much faster. ”

Further on, over the four mountains, you can see Chiyou City, the witch warriors who were supposed to go home to rest after hunting accompanied Fengyun out for a month, all of them were like arrows, eager to put on their wings and hurry back to the city.

The goal that is getting closer and closer will bring hope, and in a happy mood, the return journey over the mountains and mountains seems to be a lot easier, and everyone is no longer hunting along the way, and soon, in the blink of an eye, after crossing the last mountain, Chiyou City is close at hand.

The growth of the corn was gratifying, and it had only grown half a man tall in these days, and the grandmother of the Great Witch took these crops very seriously, and even set up a shed at the edge of the field, and arranged for the farmer to live next to the field to prevent the corn seedlings from being destroyed.

The farmer who was working in the fields was the first to discover the hunting party, and then the children, who had been running around the city all day, came running one by one, laughing and begging for food from the witch warriors. The witch warriors smiled and distributed the pickled fish and bacon on the flat pole to the children, and carried the salt to the council hall in the crowd. Li Greed and Da Wu were there, looking at the blue and white salt, Li Greed was very happy, and immediately announced that he would hold another banquet that night.

It was night, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and most of the Li people in Chiyou City gathered around the council hall, and the bonfire was lit and rustled in the night.

The millet soup in the cauldron was bubbling with aroma, wooden sticks dressed in whole sheep and cattle were roasted on the fire, and the witch warriors of the hunting party were foaming at the mouth of the cubs and told the cubs how they had bravely slain a god. Fengyun smiled and shook his head helplessly, can this matter be brought to the table?

Li Shu hugged his son and described to him the endless sea and the deliciousness of all kinds of seafood, which made his son's mouth water.

"Daddy, what does the sea cucumber taste like?" asked Li Shu's son, biting his finger. Li Shu smiled and pointed at Fengyun and said, "Oh! Your Uncle Fengyun is there, I want to eat and ask him if he is going." ”

Fengyun smiled, and said secretly in his heart: Didn't the sea cucumber be fed by you when it was at the beach......? As soon as he looked down, he was shocked to find that the fat sea cucumber was boiling in the crockpot at his feet.

......Fengyun vaguely felt that something was wrong, but was attracted by Li Shu's son who threw himself into his arms, and the little guy stumbled over, giggling and asking him to shout: "Fengyun rustles, I want to eat sea cucumbers......

"Okay, I'll give you something to eat, not for Ying Wei to eat, okay?" Feng Yun said with a smile, but suddenly his heart moved, but he couldn't remember where Ying Wei was placed. That guy seems to have disappeared since he entered the city, and no one thought to ask at all, even Li Shu, who liked her the most, seemed to have forgotten her, and Fengyun almost forgot that there was such a person.

"Fengyun Shasha?" Li Shu's son saw Fengyun pondering, raised his head and shouted suspiciously, Fengyun subconsciously said: "It's uncle, not Shasha......" As soon as the words fell, his heart twitched suddenly, something was wrong!

Looking up, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the trees in the city are blown by the wind, rustling, the bonfire is burning, the wood bursts, rustling, the Li people in the distance seem to be buzzing and laughing, and it is rustling when you listen carefully, this voice is very familiar, where have you heard it? Fengyun frowned and pondered, but he had no impression.

Li Shu's son stretched out his pink little finger, pointed to his cheeks, and said, "Shasha, you have dirty things here...... Pink Dudu's little hands seemed to have barbs, which made him feel a little painful.

He was a little annoyed, stretched out his hand to pat it, it chirped, the tentacles were sticky, and when he looked back, it was a tiger striped butterfly that had been slapped to death.

Raised his head in shock, everything in front of him shattered like a cracked mirror!

The phosphorus powder in the sky is like a sandstorm! Tiger butterflies flying in the air, and the rustling sound is the sound of thousands of them gathering together to flap their wings!

The phosphor powder reflected the multicolored phosphorescence in the sunlight, making it all like a dream, and the witch warriors all closed their eyes, as if sleepwalking, with different expressions, and walked slowly towards the center of the tiger striped butterflies.

They are still stuck in the Butterfly Valley and have not taken a step!

At the center of the butterfly storm was a towering tree, with a huge gray-black cocoon hanging from its branches, and at the moment when the wind and clouds woke up, a crack opened in the cocoon.

In an instant, as if receiving some instructions, the tiger striped butterflies flying all over the sky became crazy and restless, there was no terrifying roar and hissing, but in the blink of an eye, the Li witch warriors all turned into bloody people! A layer of flesh and blood was carried by the tiger striped butterfly and pounced towards the giant cocoon!

The tiger striped butterfly that fluttered wildly blocked the sight of Fengyun, and the moment he waved his hand to block it, it seemed that thousands of steel needles had pierced his arm, and his hands were full of scars when he retracted his hand!

"!"

Countless wind blades flew, forming a tornado, wrapped in stumps and leaves, spinning like a harvester, instantly tearing the tiger striped butterflies around them to pieces!

"Ahh