The two of them walked blindly in the dense forest for most of the day, until twilight fell.

Suddenly, they heard the roar of the beast biting and pulling in front of them, and when they opened the bushes and looked at them, the two of them were dumbfounded, and it turned out that they had turned around a long time, and then circled back to the waterhole.

The shore was stained with blood, flesh and bones were messy, swords and clothes were scattered all over the ground, a group of red-eyed wolves were grabbing the corpses of the guards, the Shennong white bear and the dead bear cubs were gone, and there was no living guard at the scene.

The two hid in the bushes and did not dare to come out, but fortunately, the wolves only cared about fighting for the corpses and did not find them. Eventually, they had their fill and disappeared into the forest.

It was already dark, and Pharmacist Fu asked Mo Yan to quickly pick up some firewood, and took out a fire sickle to build a bonfire. In the light of the fire, I saw that the flesh on the guards had been gnawed away, and only a few broken bones remained.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to escape this fate," Pharmacist Fu said miserably, "It's enough for the old man to live for more than fifty years, but it's a pity that you're still so young, little brother." ”

Mo Yan was silent, he remembered the distant western Yunnan, his father and mother didn't know that he had left Dali, if he died in this wild place thousands of miles away and there were no bones, he was really unwilling.

In the darkness, the beasts gradually gathered around, and a pair of hungry green rays stared greedily at them.

"It's cold. Pharmacist Fu gritted his teeth and trembled.

Mo Yan moved Pharmacist Fu closer to the fire, wanting him to warm up.

"It's useless, the miasma first got cold and then hot, and finally he was delirious, the old man suffered from a chronic illness, and this time he was hit by the miasma and died soon," Fu Yaoshi took out the waist card and bear bile from his arms and handed them to Mo Yan, "Little brother, if you can go back alive, remember to go to Yichang Mansion, and hand over this waist card and white bear gold bile to Lord Gui, the prefect." For the sake of getting back this white bear bile, the government may be able to give some more pensions to the deceased's family, which is also what Foreman Dou meant. ”

With tears in his eyes, Mo Yan took the bear bile and said: "Uncle Fu rest assured, if Mo Remnant has a life, he will definitely live up to his trust and will definitely hand it over to Yichang Mansion to comfort the wishes of the foreman and everyone." ”

In the blazing firelight, Pharmacist Fu closed his eyes tightly and was already dying, and at dawn, he lost his breath.

Mo used a hoe to dig a big pit on the edge of the waterhole, buried the body of Pharmacist Fu and the bones of the guards in it, then filled it with soil, and scraped off a layer of skin with a knife on the trunk of the thick pine tree next to the grave, and then engraved "Yichang Mansion Dou Foreman Guards and Pharmacist Fu are buried here".

Mo Yan threw down the hoe, it was time to think about what was next. The purpose of following into the mountain this time is to collect real medicine, and after hardships, I finally came to Shennongjia, and I am really unwilling to return empty-handed. However, since he promised Pharmacist Fu to send this bear bile back to Yichang Mansion, he should keep his promise, and the dead guards also hoped that the imperial court would give their families some more silver taels.

Mo Yan finally decided to go to Yichang Mansion first, and after the matter was completed, he would consider returning to Shennongjia to collect medicine.

He put away the bear bile waist card and the fire sickle, found the dagger left by the guards, and began to descend the mountain with a hoe and medicine basket on his back.

Passing through a dense broad-leaved forest, there was a cliff more than ten zhang high in front of him, which was smooth and steep and impossible to climb. When he was about to go around, he suddenly saw a red-haired beast crawling on a thousand-year-old pine tree on the top of the cliff, and there were two leopards on the cliff outside the cliff that were approaching, the red-haired beast had no way to retreat, and the pine branches were shaking and precarious.

A gust of mountain wind struck, the red-haired beast couldn't hold it, fell from the pine tree and fell heavily into the grass, and the two leopards poked their heads out of the cliff to look down, as if reluctant to leave.

Mo Yan was very curious, so he approached, and the red-haired beast was lying on its back on the ground, about three feet long, with a black face and red eyes, and it was grinning in pain, and tears were flowing down.

Mo suddenly remembered the appearance of the mountain ghost described by Doctor Shi Yuhe: a humanoid figure, an unusually tall figure, covered in fur and a black face, and with his feet on his heels. He looked down and saw that the heels of the red-haired beast were indeed the opposite of ordinary people, they grew in front, but they were too short, maybe they were the cubs of the mountain ghosts.

The little mountain ghost looked at Mo Yan vigilantly, his nose couldn't stop moving, and one leg was trembling slightly.

Mo Yan found that his leg had been broken, revealing Bai Sensen's stubble, and blood gushed out and dripped onto the blades of grass.

This little mountain ghost should be no harm to himself, Mo Yan looked at his crying and wiping tears, and he couldn't help but laugh. So he put down the back basket, took out the "Wenwang a pen" herb and chewed it in his mouth, and then leaned down and gently applied it to his broken leg. The bleeding stopped immediately, and the cool and occasional anesthetic effect brought a comfortable feeling, and the little mountain ghost looked at Mo Yan in surprise, and his gaze slowly softened.

Mo Yan cut off two branches, cut off the branches and leaves to make a splint, and then reset and fixed the leg bones of the little mountain ghost, bandaged and wrapped them with rattan, and treated such injured people when he was in the hospital.

At this moment, there was a loud shout of "ho ho" from the cliff, and then the two spotted leopards flew up and crashed down, and with the sound of "bang bang", they fell to the ground and did not move.

"Ho ho ......" There was a long roar, and a tall red-haired mountain ghost appeared on the top of the cliff, hitting his chest with his palm, and he was furious. Immediately, his body fell, and he jumped a few times with both hands on the stone cracks and arrived in front of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan looked up in horror, the big mountain ghost was a tall man, covered with long red hair, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his eyes were red as blood, his breasts were drooping, his muscles were strong and powerful, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he stretched out his big hand like a fan and grabbed him directly......

"Ho-ho. Then the little mountain ghost screamed hurriedly.

The mother mountain ghost hesitated for a moment, turned her head and saw the herbs and splints on the broken leg of the little mountain ghost, stared at Mo Yan with puzzled eyes for a while, and suddenly picked up the little mountain ghost from the ground, and stretched out a strong arm to clamp Mo Yan under his ribs, took a big stride and jumped vertically, and the wind also ran into the vast forest sea.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, the mother mountain ghost's movements were too fast, and before he could react, he was grabbed and caught under his hairy armpits, and suddenly his ears were whirring, the grass and trees on the ground retreated rapidly, and the mountain stream several feet wide actually jumped over, frightened and bumpy, and fell asleep with a dizziness in his head.

I don't know how long it took, but he gradually woke up from lying on the dry and fluffy pine needles, and found that it was already night, and the sky was full of stars, and everything was silent.

Mo Mian was sore and painful, struggled to sit up and looked around, and recognized that he was in front of the cliff of a high mountain, with the black and reckless forest sea under his feet, and the mountains in the distance.

I remembered that it was daytime when I was kidnapped by the ghost of Mother Mountain, and I hadn't eaten myself for so long, but I was brought to this deep mountain, what was I going to do? Mo was puzzled, and the surname Suo didn't think about it, and a wave of fatigue hit him, and he fell asleep again.

"Ho-ho. "There were hands pushing him gently.

Mo Yan opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and the red-haired mountain ghost was dragging him up.

Mo Yan stood up and moved his limbs, the soreness he felt last night was gone, but his stomach was growling, and he felt unbearable hunger and thirst in his stomach.

At this time, there was a rustling sound in the forest, and the mother mountain ghost carried a yellow muntjac out of the dense forest and quickly came to him.

"Ho-ho. The little mountain ghost cried out happily.

The mother mountain ghost grabbed Huang Muntjac's two legs with both hands and pulled it hard, tearing it in half, and then "sneered" and grabbed two bloody pieces of meat and handed them to Mo Yan and the little mountain ghost.

Mo Yan felt sick to his stomach for a while, and hurriedly waved his hand to say no.

The little mountain ghost was so busy gnawing at it that even his teeth were stained red.

The ghost of Mushan was puzzled when he saw that Mo was not eating, so he put the muntjac meat into his mouth and chewed it, and the blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Mo Yan turned around and looked at his surroundings. The cliff was very steep, and there was a clear spring flowing down, and there was a wide cave under the stone wall, so I walked over. The cave is not deep, covered with hay and leaves, it seems to be a place where mountain ghosts sleep, there are a few rattans tied to the top of the cave, a few dried meat are hung on it, and some animal bones are scattered on the ground.

This is the lair of the mountain ghost mother and son, don't think about it.

At present, it seems that the mother mountain ghost has no intention of harming herself, but when she catches herself in this wild place, she is actually imprisoned. Alas, if it comes, it will be safe, and you must fill your stomach before making plans.

Mo Yan touched it, but fortunately, the bear gall fire sickle in his arms was still there, so he picked up some dry firewood branches around the area, took out the fire sickle and lit the bonfire, and suddenly a thick smoke rose.

"Ho-ho. The little mountain ghost screamed, and the muntjac in his hand fell to the ground in fright.

The mother mountain ghost took two steps back, and her face was shocked.

Mo Yan ignored them, pulled out a dagger, sharpened the wooden stick, and then cut off a few pieces of tender muntjac meat and skewered them on top of them and flipped them over in the fire. After a while, the fat of the meat cube melts and squeaks, and the aroma spreads instantly.

The mother mountain ghost sniffed vigorously and stared at the meat skewers in the fire in confusion.

The muntjac meat was cooked, and Mo Yan took a bite, although the taste was a little lighter without salt, it was still very fragrant and tender. He took two pieces of meat and handed them to the mountain ghost mother and son, and they tentatively put them in their mouths and chewed them gently, and they were overjoyed.

"Ho-ho! ho-ho!" was the first time in their lives that they had eaten cooked meat, and they danced with excitement.

Mo Yan found a few more sticks and cut the muntjac meat into barbecue, and the mountain ghost mother and son ate the whole yellow muntjac in one go.

Since then, the beasts caught by the mother mountain ghost every day have been barbecued by Mo Remnant, yellow muntjac, elk, bright-maned sheep and even wolves, until one day, a big wild boar weighing three or four hundred catties was caught. After tasting the delicious wild boar meat rich in fat, the mother mountain ghost began to hunt wild boars, and if they couldn't finish it, they smoked it and dried it into jerky.

Time passed, and the little mountain ghost's broken leg had grown, but Mo Yan's mood became more and more anxious. The mother mountain ghost is very friendly to herself, but when is it a head to be trapped here? The white bear bile has already dried up, but Yichang Mansion is far away, and it will not be here for the rest of its life, and it will not go back to Dali, nor will it be able to see its father and mother.

No, you must try to escape, he secretly decided.

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