Mo Yan realized that these two strange birds were ghost-faced owls, and that this was an excellent hunting opportunity, and this opportunity was fleeting. He didn't hesitate, he immediately took his bow and arrows, and his mind focused on his arm "whooshing" to shoot two arrows in a row, and roared straight towards the two ghost-faced owls with full internal force.

Hearing the sound of the bowstring, the ghost-faced owl turned around, and the sharp arrow had come to him like lightning, but saw the smaller female bird swing her wings violently, and "snapped" an arrow to the ground. The male shook his head, and with his sharp beak easily caught the speeding arrow, and spat it at his feet.

The two ghost-faced owls glanced at the Qinggang tree with sharp eyes, searching for targets in the dense canopy and roaring at the same time, and the flying tigers took off when they heard the news, and rushed in the direction of Mo Yan.

At this moment, a flash of lightning "snapped", followed by a downpour of rain and hail, and the ghost-faced owls and flying tigers flew towards the cliff lair with a "hula".

Seeing this, Mo Yan quickly slipped down the green oka tree, ran wildly towards the waterhole in the rain, and dived headlong into the water to dive back into the cave before putting his heart down. It's too hanging, I can't imagine that the ghost-faced owl is so powerful, and even sharp arrows can't hurt it, if it weren't for the sudden thunder and lightning rainstorm from the sky, I'm afraid I would have been cut to pieces by the flying tiger a long time ago.

Mr. Xia and Ni Oh were still waiting for him to return with the head of the ghost-faced owl in the hut, and not only could he not deal with the strange bird and those fierce flying tigers, but he was also trapped and helpless in the sinkhole. Now that the Ghost Owl has been attacked, it must be alert, and it may also be that the Flying Tigers are searching for themselves everywhere, and they will not be able to go out blindly in the future.

The next day, when the light was refracted from the surface of the water, Mo Yan quietly dived into the pool, but he did not dare to show his head blindly, so he looked up under the surface of the water, and finally made sure that there was nothing abnormal, and then carefully poked his head out of the water.

The edge of the pool was as before, and he didn't see the flying tigers or hear their flights, so he crept ashore on tiptoe, probably because they didn't know that they were hiding under the pool, at least for now they were safe.

Mo Yan climbed to the tree with the medicine basket on his back and picked half a basket of wild fruits, and then quickly ran to the waterhole and dived back to the cave, these fruits were enough to eat for a few days.

At night, Mo couldn't sleep, so he got up and dived into the waterhole again, and quietly popped up to listen to the ghost-faced owl's movements.

The night sky is as moonlight as water, there is silence in the sinkhole, Mo Yan is lying on the grass on the shore looking up at the starry sky, his thoughts return to his hometown Dali, thinking about Mojiayi, the father and mother of the family, I feel that it is still good at home.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard the terrifying cry of the ghost-faced owl in the air again, and listened attentively and stared at the night sky with his eyes wide open, and the laughter was getting closer and closer, and it was actually coming towards the waterhole. Mo was so frightened that he jumped into the water without having time to think about it, he did not run back to the cave, but closed his breath and entered the state of fetal breathing, and then hid under the water two feet deep. Across the water, I first saw a group of flying tigers hovering around the waterhole, and then the two male and female ghost-faced owls spread their wings and fell from the sky and landed on the shore.

Although he was a little nervous, Mo Yan still lurked there quietly and motionless.

The two ghost-faced owls snuggled up to the water's edge, and then leaned down to drink, the position happened to be on top of Mo Yan's head, across the foot of the pool of water, the moonlight clearly shone on the ghost-faced owl's face, which made Mo Yan stunned.

The male ghost-faced owl had an old face, his face was full of wrinkles like an elderly man, his thick pointed beak was surrounded by white whiskers, and the female bird looked like an old dragon clock, and even had patches of age spots on her cheeks.

Mo Yan was excited in his heart, this is the old ghost-faced owl that Ni Oh said, looking at the two of them, they may be hundreds of years old. The opportunity cannot be missed, if it suddenly strikes at this moment, it will definitely kill it by surprise, and there is no need to take care of it, Mo Yan concentrated his mind on his hands with all his strength, and suddenly stretched out of the water, and his fingers as hard as iron hooks grabbed the necks of the two ghost-faced owls respectively, and then dragged them into the water and sank directly to the bottom of the pool.

There was a stir on the water, and the Flying Tigers were in a mess without knowing what was going on, and they were flying close to the pool in search of the missing ghost-faced owl.

Mo Mo ignored the desperate struggle of the ghost-faced owl, and stubbornly held on to it, and after a long time, they stopped moving.

After a while, Mo Yan estimated that the two ghost-faced owls were dead, so he sneaked back into the cave and left them on the ground, letting out a long sigh of relief.

The ghost-faced owl was finally caught, but how to return to the sinkhole, Mo Yan thought about it, only to gamble, since there is no other way to go, then the green fluorescent Yongdao is the only way, although I don't know where it can lead, it is better than sitting in a well and watching the sky and waiting for death.

Mo Yan thought of the more than ten strains of pupils, which were rare real medicines for liver terminal diseases, and they must be picked back. The ghost-faced owl is dead, and those flying tigers don't know if they're still there, so it's worth the risk anyway.

In the early morning, Mo Yan went ashore again, quietly walked through the dense forest with a medicine basket on his back and a bow and arrow in his hand, and came to the back of the green oka tree where the pupils were growing, and hid and secretly observed. It was suspiciously quiet, and sure enough, it wasn't long before he noticed that there were two flying tigers hidden under the feathery leaves of the tall pupils, and there was no trace of the other flying tigers.

Mo Yan quietly pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow at each of the two flying tigers, and the arrows penetrated the flying tigers' bodies and fell down without a word. Without further ado, he rushed out of the dense forest and went straight to the foot of the pupil plant, pulled the stalk and broke off the pods more than a foot long and threw them into the back basket, and then the second plant, and when he had picked seven or eight pods, the medicine basket was full.

People can't be too greedy, these are enough, when he turned around and ran towards the dense forest, the sound of the wings of the flying tigers flapping behind him sounded, they chased after them, and Mo rushed into the forest without looking back.

The dense foliage blocked the view of the flying tigers, and they could not chase them into the dense forest, but only hovered above the canopy, waiting for an opportunity to swoop in the open area. Mo Yanjing picked up the dense branches and leaves and ran to the waterhole in a roundabout way, and there were no trees in the last ten zhang, he took a sharp breath, and his mind was concentrated on his legs and flew towards the waterhole.

The flying tigers swooped down densely, and only a little bit of sharp wings swept on Mo Yan's head, and with a "poof" splash, he had already drilled into the pool, and the flying tigers circled on the water surface angrily, refusing to leave for a long time.

Back in the cave, after Mo Yan put down the medicine basket, his heart was still pounding. After resting, he picked up a fruit pod and opened it, and found that there were only two pupils in it, which were diamond-shaped about the size of an egg, while ordinary pupils were like rice grains, and there would be hundreds of pods for a single pod, and the pupils in his hand now were undoubtedly the true medicine for hundreds of years.

He peeled off all the pods, counted sixteen in total, then took the quiver and poured out half of the arrows, put them into the pupils and carefully tied the sac.

It was time to go, Mo Yan put on his shirt and pants and put on his shoulders and stepped on his bow and arrows, and the corpses of the two big birds were stuffed into the back basket, and then he got through the hole in the stone wall, and walked towards the depths of the tunnel with the faint fluorescence.

The underground caves are one after another, some are as spacious as halls, some are narrow enough to be climbed by, and the fluorite on the stone walls is becoming less and less, and the light is dimmed, and finally it is completely dark. He felt hungry and thirsty, so he sat down and ate some wild fruits. After the rest, he continued to walk, and in the darkness where he could not see his fingers, he could not make out the direction at all, and he could not tell the difference between day and night.

When he was tired like this, he went to sleep, woke up and left, the wild fruit was eaten, and it was still pitch black in front of him, and he didn't know if he could go out in this life, and he gradually became desperate. When he was really hungry, he had to tear off a piece of the flesh of the ghost-faced owl from the basket behind him to satisfy his hunger, and I don't know how long it had passed, but the two ghost-faced owls had eaten up all their bodies except for their heads, and finally even the internal organs were used to satisfy their hunger.

In the stomach of the ghost-faced owl, Mo Yan found two round objects the size of soybeans, emitting a faint fluorescence, what are these things? He looked at the green particles like fireflies in the palm of his hand, and thought to himself, maybe it was some kind of stone. When I was in Bashan Clinic, some patients would also emit such small pebble-like particles after taking the Chinese medicine Pai Shi Soup, but those stones did not glow. Forget it, no matter what it is, put it away, he carefully put it away and move on.

Mo Yan estimated that he had been in the cave for more than a month, but he still couldn't get out of this underground labyrinth.

However, Mo Yan found that the cave did not seem to be as dark as before, and gradually his eyes could barely see the surrounding stone walls and ground, he felt very strange, and did not walk out of the underground cave, and there was no fluorite on the stone wall, could it be related to eating the meat of the ghost face owl? The ghost face owl and the owl are birds with excellent night vision, and there is a saying in the traditional Chinese medicine diet therapy that "form complements form", but it will not be so bright.

In the end, he finally realized that this pair of male and female ghost-faced owls were not ordinary birds, but also a kind of real medicine. The lifespan of large owls is about twenty or thirty years, and look at the appearance of these two ghost-faced owls and old dragon bells are at least hundreds of years old, and animals are the same as medicinal herbs, the older they are, the greater the medicinal power, so the nutritional value of the old hen is much higher than that of the chicks, and the old man is much more mature than the child.

Mo Wan's night vision ability has greatly increased, and he no longer needs to grope his way slowly in the dark, so his speed has increased significantly. Soon after, he saw a faint glimmer of light in front of him, and finally walked out of the underground cave.

It was a sunny morning, Mo Mo greedily breathed in the fresh air, his eyes swept over the mountains and valleys, it was great to be alive. He walked down the hill in high spirits, came to a small mountain village, ate something at the farmer's house, and hurried on his way.

After two or three days, Mo Yan finally returned to the Black Witch Liao.

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