The rope next to the wall with a sharp stone to draw the number, the font bucket is big, but after the years of invasion, it is not very clear, Yuan Jie's eyesight is good, but it also takes a lot of time, it is written one by one, it is written 'Anonymous in the time of wandering, occasionally pick up a rope, this rope is unusually strong, in order to avoid waste, specially hung here, no matter who comes in, you can take it for your own use. ’

Yuan Jie pulled out the steel knife with his backhand, and at the moment he used the blade as an arm, the rope was tightly tied to both ends, as a bowstring, and he pulled it with his hand, and the rope bowstring rang loudly, and the strength was full.

Then leaving the cave door and coming to a flat open space, Yuan Jie took out ten feather arrows, so the arrows were facing outward, and the arrow feathers were all against the bowstring, and then the arrow shaft was next to the bow arm to pull the bow full, Yuan Jie raised the bow and arrows, and wanted to launch, when he looked up, he only felt that the light was dazzling, so it was very difficult to open his eyes, let alone aim at the sun.

As the so-called one art is all over the world, Yuan Jie then used illusion to conjure up several black cloths to cover his eyes. The sky under the black cloth still looked somewhat shiny, but compared to just now, the sense of dazzling was greatly reduced, and I was finally able to look up. Yuan Jie took a deep breath, his body rose vertically, and with this vertical momentum, he held a bow and arrow in his hand, and sent out a series of feather arrows, and ten feather arrows carried the strong wind, shooting towards the ten suns one after another, and the momentum was extremely fast.

I heard the sound of the knock knock endlessly, the ten rounds of the sun splashed in all directions, and the heaven and earth in the painting were unusually clear, after this light, the painting returned to its original color, and the scorching temperature disappeared with it.

Yuan Jie only left a round of the sun unshot, and there was a little life on the ground in the painting, so he put the quiver on the ground, untied the rope, and inserted the steel knife back into his back.

He then entered the next cave, a number of suns suddenly disappeared, the cave appeared dark and dark, there was no previous light, through a few rays of light from outside the cave, Yuan Jie could still roughly see the scene on the wall of the inner cave, the dog's teeth are staggered, vertical and horizontal, there are dozens of stone painting lines, among which there are many ripple shapes, look carefully, it seems to be a map. The vertical and horizontal lines should be roads, and the ripple shapes should be water waves and rivers.

Because of his previous experience, he looked to the right side, and saw that there were some small characters marked on it, which read: I have walked for nine days and nine nights, and finally I have traveled to every corner of the Thousand Valleys, and now I have painted the figures on the wall. For those who come to see.

Yuan Jie was about to take a closer look, when he suddenly felt a strong wind on his side, he couldn't help but be taken aback, hurriedly turned around, and in the looming light, he saw a white man with sideburns wearing a felt hat and breaking in from outside. The white man with sideburns looks strange, and his felt hat is crooked in half, which makes it look even more funny. There was a lot of white flocculent stuff on the brim of the hat at the same time. The white man's eyebrows were furrowed, showing an anxious look, and the upper and lower lips kept opening and closing at the same time, as if he was saying something. Yuan Jie couldn't listen at all, and after thinking about it, he realized that something was stuffed in his ear. He pulled the crumpled laundry out of his ear, and when he heard two voices talking to him. One of them was the white man with sideburns, and he said anxiously and panickedly: "It's snowing outside, it's snowing so much." I've never seen this much snow since I came in. At the same time, another voice came in, and hearing this, Yuan Jie, who had always been calm, could hardly believe it. That voice was crisp and loud, it was the Wanmei she was worried about day and night. Yuan Jie listened for a long time, then Fang put his right hand into his arms and took out the 'snowman'.