The clouds go to the moon, and the dust is bright.

The moonlight was shining, and the bushes were covered with a faint silver glow.

The fire in the cave flickered, and the wild boar on the grill was golden in color, and the grease from it made a "hissing" sound.

Guo'er took a simple bristle brush and dipped it in the seasoning and smeared it back and forth on the wild boar, and the rich aroma of barbecued meat filled the whole cave.

Putting down the brush and glancing at Jing Fei lying on the wooden bed, Guo'er frowned and said:

"Grandpa, why hasn't he woken up yet. ”

Zhang Jingchang laughed and replied:

"He probably isn't hungry, or let's eat first, anyway, it's a lot of roast, just leave some for him." ”

Jing Fei had actually woken up a long time ago, but he was weak, especially his two arms were as uncomfortable as if they had been filled with lead, which made him not have the slightest desire to move, and just wanted to lie quietly like this.

"Water, Water ......"

Jing Fei learned the appearance of a sick person in bed, because he really didn't want to move.

Guo'er's eyes widened suddenly.

"Grandpa, he wants water. ”

After saying that, he went to pick up the wine bag beside him.

Zhang Jingchang took the wine bag in his hand in advance and said with a smile:

"You cut some meat for him, and I'll go and water him. ”

"Irrigation?"

Jing Fei heard that there was a three-point banter in Zhang Lao's voice, opened his eyes and struggled to get up, and when he saw Zhang Lao coming over, he hurriedly said:

"I've just regained some strength, I can do it myself. ”

"Hehe, drink less, there's still something to eat. ”

Zhang Lao said and threw the wine bag into Jing Fei's arms.

Trying to move his arm to hold the wine bag in his arms, he pulled out the cork with his teeth, the faint aroma of wine overflowed, and the refreshing taste made Jing Fei feel comfortable for a while.

After eating, Jing Fei fell asleep again, and Guo'er practiced boxing in the spacious part of the cave and fell asleep on another bed.

Zhang Jingchang smashed the cigarette stick and glanced at the two people who had fallen asleep, recalling the situation just now when Guo'er helped Jing Fei feed one by one, and his heart was full of greasy.

The next day, the three of them continued to enter the Blood Maple Forest, rested for a night, and smeared the medicinal wine that invigorated blood and dispelled blood stasis, Jing Fei was barely able to move his arms, so he could only watch Guo'er hunt alone.

Maybe it was the mercy of God that I met a wild boar of first-order strength yesterday, but today my luck was not so good, and I didn't meet an elk until it was dark.

Although the elk was not a threat, it was noticeably faster than yesterday's boar, and when it noticed someone approaching, it turned and ran.

Guo'er's dexterous figure scurried through the forest, and finally caught up with the elk after half an hour.

After getting close to the elk, Guo'er jumped and landed on the elk's back, grabbing the antlers with two small hands and pulling them to the right, and the running elk spun in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Jing Fei watched this wonderful performance from afar and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if there were no monsters and no gods in this world, then Guo'er's life should be a babbling river, a grass growing warbler flying, and a school of exchange......

When I saw Guo'er dragging the antlers happily walking towards this side, I was relieved, thousands of people have a thousand lives, it's good to be happy, it's good to be happy......

On the third day, he didn't go to the Blood Maple Forest again, and Zhang Lao decided to go over the mountain to the coniferous forest opposite.

Jing Fei remembered the origin of Fushou Mountain, and said that he wanted to see the valley that was split in two by the great monk, and Guo'er was also interested and shouted to go and see.

Zhang Lao frowned and thought for a while before agreeing, but warned the two of them to follow closely behind him and not to run around.

Asked about the reason, Zhang Lao explained that the demon wolf and the monk who pursued here thousands of years ago were all beings with mana to the sky, and the sword intent left by the great monk and the grudge of the demon wolf before his death did not dissipate for thousands of years, and most of the demon beasts in the mountains and forests on both sides of Fushou Mountain were transformed by the influence of the valley.

The valley is full of dangers, perennial fog, and in the fog there are resentful spirits, monsters, and other invisible dangers.

Jing Fei asked:

"Why don't you let the Divine Protector Mansion clean it up?"

"The Divine Protector Mansion will organize people to enter the valley to clear once every hundred years, and now the highest demon beasts in the valley are only the second order, and the Divine Protector Mansion has issued an announcement, be prepared for danger in times of peace, those who have the ability can go to the valley to break through, and those who don't have the ability to stay in the safe area honestly. ”

Jing Fei nodded when he heard this. This explanation is in line with the style of the Divine Protectorate.

The cave was not far from the valley, more than a hundred miles, and the three of them walked very fast, and after two hours they arrived at the entrance of the valley.

Outside the valley was desolate, with no red maple trees, no other shrubs, not even snow, bare.

The entrance is only a dozen zhang wide, and it is said that the monks of the Divine Protectorate specially brought mountain stones to build the entrance wall like this.

glanced at the valley, it was pitch black, and he looked insecure, so he took out his talisman bag and selected a few talismans and handed them to Guo'er, and folded a few stickers and put them away.

Zhang Lao led the way, and the three of them slowly walked into the valley, the thick fog that permeated the valley all year round, and there was a dead silence around.

Jing Fei can only see things seven or eight zhang away, Guo'er can see more than twenty zhang when he has been smeared with transparent liquid since he was a child, and Zhang Lao's third-order cultivation can certainly see farther.

"Look at the black hole in front of you, it must be the thief's lair, wait for me to catch up and kill him cleanly. ”

Guo'er heard Jing Fei singing quietly, poked Jing Fei with her finger and asked:

"What's the name of this song, it's weird, but it's good. ”

Jing Fei replied:

""Pick a Luge" tells the story of a general. ”

Guo'er became interested, and continued:

"Is there anything else in the back, you keep singing. ”

Jing Fei shook his head, he only remembered this sentence, Guo'er felt that this was deliberately fishing for his appetite, so he snorted and ignored Jing Fei.

The widest place in the valley is nearly ten miles, Zhang Lao has rich experience, and has been walking against the mountain wall, so there are few dangers and it is not easy to get lost.

After walking for about ten miles, there was a low cry from the depths of the fog, Zhang Lao glanced at the source of the sound and said that it was a resentful spirit, and he did not stop when he spoke, and continued to move forward with the two of them.

Jing Fei had seen an introduction to resentful spirits in the Ge Family Library, where after the death of a spirit creature at a certain time and in a specific place, the revenant soul would transform into another form, and they had low intelligence and only maintained their obsession before death.

Some of the spirits are very angry and only want to kill them when they see them, while others will stay away when they see them, and still others take fun of teasing them.

In this valley, the resentment of the demon wolf after the death of 10,000 years ago has not dissipated, and some animals and beasts have strayed into the valley, and it is easy to become resentful spirits after death.

Seeing that Zhang Lao didn't pay attention to it, it was estimated that it was a small role, Jing Fei didn't feel at ease, but Guo'er kept looking into the fog, and from time to time encouraged his grandfather to go over and take a look.

After walking for a while, Zhang Lao suddenly stopped and said:

"Wait. ”

Jing Fei was looking at the words engraved on the mountain wall beside him, and he was caught off guard and hit his head on the handle of the knife on Zhang Lao's back.

The text on the mountain wall meant to warn of danger ahead, but did not say what danger was.

Jing Fei looked at Zhang Lao and waited for the following.

Zhang Lao turned his head to look at the words on the mountain wall and said:

"In front of it is the Bone Removal Phoenix, which was transformed by the sword intent of that great monk, and the flesh and blood of the monk below the third order were scattered within a moment of entering it. ”

Saying that, he picked up a dead branch from the ground and threw it forward, Jing Fei kept staring at the branch, and when the branch was about to hit the ground, it suddenly broke into two without warning, Jing Fei's eyelids jumped, it was really killing step by step.

Zhang Lao turned around and walked to the mountain wall, stretched out his finger and wrote the three words "boning wind", this was the first time Jing Fei saw Zhang Lao writing, the iron pen drew a silver hook, vigorous and powerful.

After writing the words, he said to Jing Fei:

"In the future, if you want to practice kendo, you can come here to feel the sword intent, Zhao Mingde often comes here when he is a second-order cultivator, and now when you want to talk about kendo cultivation, he thinks that no one dares to call the first in more than ten counties in Guangyuan County. ”

Jing Fei listened and nodded.

The boning wind stretches for thirteen miles, and you can only walk along the other side of the mountain wall to pass through.

On the other side of the mountain wall, there is a tunnel dug by the practitioners, which can be directly passed through the boning wind to reach the opposite side.

But since he came, he had to open the eyes of Jing Fei and Guo'er, thinking of this, Zhang Jingchang slowly pulled out the knife, turned back to Guo'er and said:

"Keep up, grandpa will take you to the boning wind today for a long time. ”

After thinking about it, he took off the black gold soft armor on his body and put it on Guo'er, it is not a loss to his grandfather, as for Jing Fei, he can only pray that Zhang Lao is skilled.

The boning wind is sharp and silent, but Zhang Lao can detect it in advance every time with a strong sense of recognition, the knife is suddenly visible, the sound of gold and stone hitting each other is bursting, and the silence of the boning wind is also invisible.

Jing Fei's sense of perception couldn't detect it, so he could only follow closely and look around, Guo'er's eyes were thief, and he had already picked up several stones, which had been in the boning wind for thousands of years without damaging the material.

Jing Fei asked what kind of stone it was, but Guo'er couldn't say, only said that it was worth a lot when he looked at it.

Zhang Lao didn't speak, the more he went, the more dense the boning wind became, and the speed and power were even more than before, he had to intercept it wholeheartedly.

The three of them walked for more than an hour for six or seven miles, and this place was already deep in the boning wind, and the sound of gold and stone clashing would be heard almost every breath.

Jing Fei held his breath, only felt that his heart was beating like a drum, and looked at Guo'er carefully, Guo'er didn't dare to pick up stones again, and his little hands clenched with a worried face.

After walking another mile, Guo'er suddenly tugged at Jing Fei's clothes, pointed in one direction and said:

"Hey, look at the stone over there, it doesn't look like the one in front of our cave. ”

Jing Fei looked in the direction that Guo'er was pointing and saw a blank patch, his eyes were not as good as Guo'er, and he couldn't see what Guo'er could see.

Seeing Jing Fei shaking his head with a look of disdain, he pondered for a while and whispered to his grandfather:

"Grandpa, look at the stone over there, will there be a cave in the back? ”

Guo'er spoke very softly and slowly, for fear of affecting her grandfather's distraction.

Zhang Jingchang glanced at the direction pointed by Guo'er with the rest of his eyes, and at a glance, he was sure that there was a mystery behind the stone, and he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart.

When Zhang Jingchang was young, he and a few close friends had broken through the boning wind, and at that time, the second-order cultivation had not yet reached its peak, and the five of them walked into the wind in a daze with a few qi and blood talismans.

Fortunately, several people are Wuwei guards, acting recklessly but also very measured, five people in the formation of the Wuwei guard squad step by step, the leader of one is called Lu Siyuan, holding a black armor thick shield to walk in the front, the middle two are holding spears to block the Jinfeng attacking from the side, Zhang Jingchang and another person with a knife in one hand and a shield in the tail.

The boning wind that came in at sunrise in the morning, and came out of the wind at nightfall, each of the five men hung their own colors, and one of the worst ears had half cut off.

The exhausted five people collapsed on the ground and looked at each other, laughter echoing through the valley.

After returning to the camp, the five were hung on a flagpole in front of the military tent and exposed to the sun for three days on the grounds that they had taken the military equipment for personal use without authorization and had deliberately damaged the military equipment.

The flagpole more than ten feet high, five shirtless men, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a string of sugar gourds.

The five of them had no complaints about this, after all, they had broken through a boning wind, three shields, two guns, and two knives had been scrapped, and they were hung up for three days to show the public.

The monk has a better eyesight and a better memory, and Zhang Jingchang is very sure that there was no stone in that entry, and it doesn't look like he fell from a cliff.

The distraction at this moment made Zhang Jingchang leak a boning wind, Jing Fei only felt a cold shoulder, and the red blood instantly soaked his sleeves.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingchang hurriedly used a blood talisman, did not hesitate any longer, and led the two of them to the stone.

There is indeed a cave behind the stone, the dark cave is mysterious, Zhang Jingchang did not seal the entrance of the cave, if it is changed, it will leave a way out.

Jing Fei covered his shoulders and followed Zhang Jingchang into the cave, occasionally catching a glimpse of Guo'er staring around with wide eyes, and his heart was speechless.

Just now, he was still covering his mouth and staring at Jing Fei's wound, and now he had a dream of finding treasure again.

The cave is very narrow, only allowing two people to walk side by side, and the three of them walked a distance of more than ten zhang in the dark, and a faint red light appeared in front of them, the red light was soft, and the dark cave was like a firefly.