"Flying Tiger!" Mo Yan immediately realized the danger, once these strange birds cut the hemp rope, they were about to fall to the bottom of the pit. He quickly accelerated and slipped down, but the flying tiger flew to him in an instant, flapping its wings with sharp feathers and rushing straight over, Mo Yan suddenly felt a pain in his arm, and blood oozed out of several cuts.

In a hurry, his mind focused on his right hand and grabbed it towards the stone wall, and with a "bang" sound, he actually picked out a cloud of weathered limestone chips, and then concentrated his mind to scatter it vigorously, and several flying tigers were hit by rock chips and fell down screaming.

Seeing this, the rest of the flying tigers suddenly scattered and flew upward, and began to cut the rope with a sharp wing saw, and in a few clicks the hemp rope had been cut, and Mo Yan felt his heart sink and fell vertically.

With a "poof", Mo Yan fell into the deep pool, stirring up a high-rise splash. The huge impact force caused him to faint for a while, but his body instantly reacted on its own, closing his breath and entering a fetal state. I don't know how long it took, Mo Yan gradually regained consciousness, opened his eyes and was surrounded by dark green water, and finally realized that he had fallen into a deep pool.

Even though it was winter, the water felt very warm. When he realized that this was the fetal breath that protected him, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Mo Mo pulled the pool of water indiscriminately, and his body surfaced, it turned out to be night. He floated to the edge of the pool and climbed ashore, and fell [***] down on the grass.

Looking up at the sky is like a round well, and you can only see a small piece of stars, alas, the ancient book said "sitting on the well and watching the sky" is probably this feeling.

The air was humid and muggy, and the bottom of the pit was completely different from the outside, like the height of summer. Touching his side, all the things he carried when he fell into the pool were scattered in the water, and he could hold on for a few days without dry food, but it was a big trouble to lose the fire sickle and not be able to make a bonfire, and I don't know if there are any beasts under this sinkhole, otherwise I am afraid it will be really difficult to deal with.

Mo Yan thought that it was important to protect himself first, so with the faint light at the mouth of the sinkhole, he found a towering tree and climbed it, riding on a thick branch and hiding in the canopy, so that he felt safer.

Until dawn, the birds in the forest began to croak, chirping one after another, and Mo Yan slipped down from the tree and returned to the waterhole.

Other things can be ignored, but the fire sickle and the bow and arrow must be recovered, the bow and arrow can be hunted, and if there is fire, you can roast and eat, anyway, it seems that you may not be able to go back to the top of the pit for the time being, and you have to think about living.

He took off his semi-wet clothes and pants, jumped into the pool, held his breath and sank to the bottom of the pool several feet deep, groping in the dim water. Soon after, he finally found a large bow and arrow and a medicine basket, but the machete and fire sickle sank under the thick dead branches and leaves at the bottom of the water because they were heavier, and they were never found.

As he was ascending, he caught a glimpse of a grotto on the edge of the cliff below, so he paddled with his hands and feet to take a look. He tentatively burrowed into the cave and then surfaced, and what appeared in front of him was a large natural cave. With the dim light refracted from the water surface, there are many stalagmites and stalactites, and there is a faint green fluorescence in the depths of the cave.

Mo Yan curiously climbed up from the water, walked towards the green light, and found that the light came from a hole in the stone wall, and looked in at the gap, it turned out that there was a stone road, and there were some fluorites emitting a faint green light distributed on the stone wall of the road, which extended far away.

Mo Yan heard that the rocks in the mountains will be eroded by water to form karst caves, and some of them will be strung together one by one like an underground labyrinth, and if you walk in, you will get lost and trapped inside. Forget it, there will be a lot of time to explore the mystery in the future, and he will swim back into the water and swim back into the pool, and his feet will rise to the surface of the water.

The trees and flowers under the sinkhole are very different from the ones above, many of the plants themselves don't recognize, no one has ever been here, maybe there will be real medicine, he thought.

Mo Yan put his clothes and pants in the water and washed them, and hung them on the branches to dry with Pikan's shoulders, and the hundred arrows in the quiver were also spread out on the grass. The grass at the bottom of the pit is deep and dense, I don't know what poisonous insects and beasts are inside, so you can't enter rashly, it is relatively safe to be in the waterhole, and you can jump into the water to avoid it if the situation is not right.

He looked at the top of the pit and said that it was close to noon, and his clothes were dry, so he dressed neatly and began to enter the dense forest with a bow and arrows.

There are a lot of small bites of mosquitoes in the forest, and they are surrounded by clumps of Mo Remnant, and they do not dare to approach because they are wearing Pikan shoulders. After walking for a long time, except for some squirrels and pheasants and hares, there are no large beasts such as tigers and wolves at all, probably because the sinkhole is too small and the place is not enough for them to survive and reproduce. There are a lot of poisonous snakes of all kinds, such as the emerald green bamboo leaf green, the white flower snake and the golden-ringed silver snake, but they seem to be afraid of people, and they hide from afar.

Alas, there is no fire, and he can't eat those fat pheasants, which is really unwilling, but he doesn't want to drink blood like a mountain ghost, and he is disgusted when he thinks about it.

Some of the trees were full of unknown wild fruits, and it seemed that they were going to be vegetarian, so they picked some of them separately, sweet, sour and bitter, and finally chose one or two delicious ones to pick more, and took them back to the waterhole to eat slowly.

Mo Yan looked up at the mouth of the pit above a hundred feet, what way could he climb up.

The sunlight quickly moved out of the pit, and the sky suddenly darkened, and he didn't want to climb up the trees to endure the long night, so he decided to go into the water and go into the cave to sleep, where it was warm and quiet, and there was no need to worry about poisonous snakes and other animals.

Mo Yan hung the hard bow and arrow on the tree, broke a few branches and jumped into the water to the cave, wrung out [***]'s clothes and pants and hung them on the erected branches, and when they were dry, they would wear and sleep, otherwise they would definitely catch a cold if they slept naked on the stone floor.

I was afraid of falling from the tree last night, so I didn't close my eyes all night, and now I don't have to worry about anything, so I quickly fell asleep after lying down. He dreamed of Mo Jiayi, he returned home, his mother was busy with dinner, his father asked him if the pharmacy was busy, why he didn't come back to see them for so long, and Mo in the dream shed tears sadly.

When he awoke, he saw the light refracted in the water and realized that it was already daytime. He only put on his pikan shoulder and got out of the pool, when the sun was shining directly at the bottom of the pit, it was exactly noon. Mo Yan picked off his bow and arrows and continued to explore along the cliff wall at the bottom of the pit, picking some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger when he was hungry, and then returning to sleep in the cave at dusk. After two days, I had already circled the bottom of the cliff and turned back to the waterhole, but I didn't find a rock crack that I could climb up to, and it seemed that I was really trapped in the sinkhole.

The next day, he began to explore the dense forest in the middle of the sinkhole to see if he could find something, such as a real medicine. At dusk, when Mo Yan came out of the dense bushes, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. A large area of shrubs and wild grasses were neatly cut off, except for more than a dozen tall pinnate compound leaf herbs growing sporadically in the middle, he recognized this as "returning pupils", the plants picked on the Cangshan Mountain were only four or five feet long, and these were as high as two zhang, and the stems were as thick as arms.

"Return the pupil", also known as cassia seed, is located in the first of the four herbs of traditional Chinese medicine to clear the liver and clear the eyes, the key is that it is listed as a real medicine for the treatment of the pulse of the bird in the "Absolute Pulse Strategy", Mo can not help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart. Seeing that these pupil plants have grown so big, there is only one pod per plant, just like the old gastrodia plant back then, it must be a true medicine for more than hundreds of years.

But what puzzled him was that there were other people living here under the sinkhole? The shrubs and weeds were obviously cut off artificially in order to allow the pupils to get more sunlight and nutrients and make them grow better. If someone lives in seclusion at the bottom of this pit and cultivates true medicine, then he must be a master of the world.

Mo Yan searched everywhere, but did not find any houses and grass huts or other facilities, strange, could it be that this master did not live in the sinkhole, but only cultivated real medicine here? If so, there must be a passage to enter and exit the sinkhole, and he can go out.

It was dark, and Mo was reluctant to leave, worried that if he missed the opportunity to meet with the master, he would not know the way out of the pit.

The moonlight was hazy, and the ground was steaming with a white mist, and Mo Yan climbed a tall green oka tree, hiding under the dense canopy, waiting for the appearance of the master.

At this moment, there were suddenly a few poignant sounds like a baby's cry in the forest, like crying and complaining that it was extremely desolate, and Mo Yan was startled and almost fell under the tree. Suddenly, there was a strange cry in the night sky that seemed to be laughing but not laughing, terrifying and terrifying, as if singing and harmonizing, and the smell made people get goosebumps.

When Mo Yan was stunned, he heard a familiar sound of "boom" in his ears, and a group of flying tigers circled and landed on the ground where their pupils grew in the moonlight, flapping their sharp wings and sawing weeds and bushes

This scene surprised Mo Yan, it turned out that there were no worldly masters, and those cut off bushes and weeds were actually done by these flying tigers, which really couldn't be believed.

In the hazy moonlight, two black strange birds, one large and one small, fell from the sky and landed on the ground in a hovering circle, Mo Yan's eyes widened, and he could vaguely distinguish its huge head and round face and sharp beak, but the face was not very clear. Two large birds snuggled up to each other and walked under the pupil plant, pecked open a pod and ate the fruit inside.

The climate in the Wuling Mountains is changeable, dark clouds are gradually covering the moon, and the light in the sinkhole is gradually dimming.

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