Wu Song hurriedly left the tavern, and by the moonlight, he went up the mountain, and the trees on the mountain were towering, blocking the light and making it impossible to see the direction of the road.

He cut off a branch with the thickness of his arm, picked up some dried silk vines and wrapped them around it, made a few random cuts on the pine trees, dipped the silk vines in pine resin, lit them, made torches, illuminated them very brightly, and walked slowly down the mountain.

The mountains and forests are dense, he is anxious, the more difficult he walks, the slower he walks, and finally he reaches the middle of the mountain, and it is already daylight.

After walking for another hour, near the bottom of the mountain, there was a large pine forest, full of mountains, almost without end, he did not think too much, and walked directly into the pine forest.

The scenery of the pine forest is the same, there is a flat land here, there is also a flat land there, there is a stone here, there is a stone there, here is a stream, where is a stream.

Wu Song walked for two hours, but still couldn't get out of the pine forest, he was so angry that he shouted "wow", thinking: "Climb to the tree and find the direction." ”

However, the pine tree is straight, he is not Su Quan, he can't climb up, he is angry, and he wants to burn the pine forest, but think about it carefully: "No, the forest fire spreads extremely fast, far beyond the speed of people, burning the pine forest is equivalent to burning yourself to death!"

"Hey!"

He kicked on the pine tree hatefully, except for a few pine cones, not even a bird chirped, he walked to the stream, washed his face, and after calming down, he felt hungry, Fang thought that he had not eaten for a day, and regretted in his heart: "I knew that when my sister came out as a godmother, I wouldn't be hungry, the more hungry I was, the harder it was to think of things." ”

Sand--Sand--

There was a commotion in the grass, and Wu Song said happily: "The food is here!"

He picked up two stones and threw one into the grass, the white shadow flashed, and several small rabbits flashed out of it, and then a big rabbit jumped out, Wu Song took a step forward, the big rabbit jumped forward, Wu Song took another step forward, and grabbed its ears with one hand.

"Hahaha, it's dinner!"

"Don't kill!"

A delicate voice sounded, and a girl in a goose yellow dress appeared in front of Wu Song, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate eyebrows, like a fairy in the mountains, her pretty face was red, her head was lowered, and her hands were tightly pinching her skirt, very shy.

Wu Song was lost, and he was naturally very happy to see people, and asked, "Girl, how can I get out of this pine forest and reach Anxi Village?"

"Don't kill rabbits. ”

The girl didn't answer Wu Song's question, said a word, and lowered her head.

"Don't kill rabbits?" Wu Song picked up the rabbit and said with a smile: "This is my dinner, I'm very hungry." ”

"It's a rabbit mother, don't kill it!" The girl's long eyelashes were almost about to flow out of her eyes, she took out two steamed buns from the basket and handed them to Wu Song, white steamed buns, and put them in her crystal clear palm, which was very beautiful.

Wu Song smiled: "This is your dry food, right? It's so little, I'll eat it all in one bite, to no avail." ”

He saw that the girl was pitiful, and he couldn't bear to break her heart, so he put the rabbit on the ground: "Let's go, it was the little girl who saved you!"

When the girl saw Wu Song release the rabbit, she smiled, like a rainbow after the rain, she turned around and ran towards the pine forest.

Wu Song hurriedly shouted, "Hey, girl, how did you leave the pine forest?"

The more Wu Song shouted, the faster the girl ran, he chased a few steps, and then he couldn't see the girl, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "How can there be such a shy girl." ”

Click!

A flash of lightning flashed, and the whole sky sank, and Wu Song secretly complained: "Then what should I do? By the way, the girl ran over there, and I will run over too, at least prove that the road is right." ”

He walked a few steps, his heart moved, and he said happily: "That's right, I can do this!"

He broke off a one-foot-long branch, removed the side, discerned the direction in which the girl was running, stretched the branch straight forward, and walked in the direction indicated by the branch anyway, regardless of whether it was a stone or a stream in front of him, and never turned.

Click!

Boom!

His eyes lit up, it turned out that a branch was struck by lightning, ignited a flame, and fell, Wu Song exclaimed: "Just don't hit me!"

He walked more than ten steps, the lightning above his head became more and more powerful, and the whole sky was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he couldn't tell what time it was, and it was dark in front of him.

Wu Song had no choice but to sit down and move forward in the dark, only to sink deeper and deeper, the heavy rain was coming, and the torches could not be lit, so he could only sit and drench in the rain until the heavy rain stopped.

Click!

A lightning struck, Wu Song saw a broken temple not far away, he was overjoyed, when another lightning struck over, he recognized the direction, rushed a few steps, stopped, and waited for another lightning, then moved forward again, so three times, even in front of the broken temple.

He walked into the temple, opened the fire fold, and saw that the temple was enshrined in the statue of the medicine king Bodhisattva, click, he split the altar with one palm, and thought about using wood to light the fire.

"No! the Bodhisattva is not happy!"

A delicate voice sounded in the darkness, but it startled Wu Song, and he used the fire to shine a photo, and it turned out to be the girl he had just seen, she was curled up beside the idol, trembling.

Wu Song didn't care, he lit a bonfire with the wood of the altar, the whole hall was bright, and it was already pouring rain outside, and he saw that the girl was holding her legs and curled up, obviously very cold.

He knew that the girl was very shy and did not dare to offend, so he took two burning logs from the fire, placed them beside the girl, and left at once, moving his own fire to the door.

"Don't, blaspheme the Bodhisattva!"

The girl's voice was very small, Wu Song couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and said secretly: "This girl is either a little stupid, or she is extremely kind." ”

The girl gently moved the fire away, and when she saw Wu Song looking at her, she immediately didn't dare to move, and her pretty face was as red as an apple.

Wu Songxin said: "I don't know how long this rain will take, it's so cold at the moment, she is a delicate girl, there is no fire, she will definitely freeze, she has to find a way to make her feel at ease." ”

His heart moved, and he walked to the Medicine King Bodhisattva with his hands folded and said: "Bodhisattva, the villain borrowed your treasure hall to shelter from the rain, and his body is cold, I hope you will be artificially to the end, and borrow the altar to draw fire to warm up, is it okay?"

"Huh?" Wu Song pretended to be surprised, tilted his ears sideways, as if listening to something, the girl felt strange, and craned her neck to look.

"The Bodhisattva has appeared, you said that the Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle back then, and today you want to break the altar to warm us up, which is also what the Buddha meant, if you don't appreciate it, you will be angry?"

"Bodhisattva, don't be angry, we will receive it!" Wu Song bowed a few times reverently, walked to the girl, the girl was so frightened that she buried her head under her arm, Wu Song pushed the firewood to her side, and said: "This is the grace of the Bodhisattva, you can't help it." ”

He knew that the girl was shy, so he hurriedly ran back to his fire, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, Wu Song remembered Wu Dalang in his heart, and his stomach was hungry and panicked, and it was very hard.

"Tea!"

The girl put down a broken bowl beside Wu Song, and fled back to her fire, covering her face with her hands, unusually shy.