"Uh..."

In the quiet breeze, Burial Night was sitting cross-legged, his legs were smooth, he still had a disordered soul power after the battle, and after about a few minutes of adjustment, Funeral Night finally slowly opened his eyes again.

At this time, half an hour had passed since the battle between the two, and Murong Hai had no signs of life at all, and Fu Ye looked up at his surroundings and found that many insects had been attracted by Murong Hai's blood.

And at this moment, Funeral Night suddenly found that his brain suddenly had a cold meaning...

"It's, it's raining?!"

On the night of the funeral, I couldn't help but look up again, and sure enough, the raindrops were falling slowly, and the sun and rain came without warning, which made the funeral night feel a little surprised.

He stood up and stretched out his left hand, and sure enough, beside the green leaves in the shade of the trees, he could feel the coldness of the rain.

Feeling a burst of comfort, Burial Night immediately got up and walked forward to Ziyun's side, looking at the little white and delicate face, he knew that the latter was poisoned.

According to what Murong Hai said before, the funeral night took out the red "Burning Heart Solving Illusion Pill" and gave it to Ziyun, and then took out the kettle from his own ring and slowly poured it into Ziyun.

"Cough, cough..." I saw Ziyun let out a few slight coughs, and her pale little face instantly revealed a hint of ruddy.

"I didn't expect this antidote to work so quickly..."Seeing this, Funeral Night murmured in his heart, but seeing that Ziyun hadn't woken up yet, and the rain in the sky continued to drip, "It seems that I can only leave here first." ”

From Murong Hai's words, it can be seen that this should not be a safe place, and someone from the Lin Mansion will soon come back for an autopsy, and it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Besides, it is still raining, although the rain is not heavy, but it is obviously not very good for Ziyun, who is currently highly poisonous, and he also needs a secluded place to consolidate his body and digest the information that Murong Hai has discovered.

Immediately, the funeral night helped Ziyun's body to his back, feeling the unique body fragrance from women and its gentle exhalation, the former couldn't help but be a little in a trance.

After adjusting his mood for a few seconds, Fu Ye didn't think much about it, and immediately carried Ziyun on his back and continued to walk in the northeast direction.

Sure enough, as Lin Zhenshan and other team leaders said, the front is indeed a road for many people to walk, and the yellow mud footprints on the way and the imprints of the cars and horses that come in the past fully show that there are often passers-by walking here.

There are woods and shrubs on both sides of the road, and among the footprints, the funeral night can find that there are still many footprints of demonic beasts, "I don't think it's better to continue walking in the current situation, so as not to run into other people or soul beasts." ”

"Let's find a place to rest..."

The state of the funeral night was not particularly good at this time, after the battle with Murong Hai, his left eye was still tingling slightly, and the power of the ghost hand consumed a lot of his soul power in the spread of the soul qi of the reality. It can be said that at present, his entire soul is in a state of accumulating soul power. In this way, if you encounter a high-intensity battle again, Funeral Night's body may be overloaded.

With a slam of his body, Burial Night immediately walked towards the further eastern shrubs of the Green Snake Mountain, and his eagle eye power was activated again, but at this time it was not for fighting, but for finding a place to live.

Now this situation is completely out of the expectation of the funeral night, the current state of himself and Lin Mansion is considered to have lost contact, if the team returns to the horror of the wolf into the tiger's den, Lin Zhenshan and others have poisoned themselves.

Looking at the pretty cheeks of the purple cloud on his back next to his neck, the funeral night looked at it, and then Eagle Eye continued to lock the direction of his tracks.

In the pupils of the eagle eye, the golden-white ultra-distant vision began to scan one hundred and eighty degrees in front of him, and while running, he soon found a hidden cave in the mountains and forests at night.

"Great, God help me. ”

Seeing this, the funeral night was a wild cry in his heart, the cave was located in a secret place of shrubs and green forests in the small mountains under the Green Snake Mountain, and this would be a good place for him to rest and recuperate.

Looking at the cave under the wonderful little peak, he was in ecstasy in his heart on the night of the funeral, and soon he quickened his pace of running.

"Phew, the good guy has finally arrived..."

Still not accustomed to the actual distance under the eagle's eye, the funeral night mistakenly estimated that it was an extra kilometer away from his expectations.

After arriving at the cave, he placed Ziyun on a flat bluestone slab not far from the entrance of the cave and asked him to lie down. Immediately, the Burial Night Gu Pu Na Ring took out his black knife and began to collect the materials needed for the construction of the residence.

"Whisk, whisk..."

Under the hand of the funeral night, Ghost Zhuo couldn't help but cut several large square logs, which included the materials needed for the funeral nightlife, as well as the materials for their life.

When the ghost blanched and slashed, the funeral night couldn't help but wonder what kind of mentality the knife person would be if someone found out that they were using a black knife to chop wood!

The work was quickly completed in half an hour, and the funeral night cut down four or five huge ash trees around it at a very fast speed, which was enough for more than two days of his life.

On the night of the burial of the hunter's birth, he is naturally proficient in many techniques for survival in the wild. Ghost Blanching took back the acceptance ring, and at the same time, he put all the wooden blocks and reed grass that had been chopped into modest pieces by Ghost Blanching into Murong Hai's acceptance ring and transported it back.

The busy work soon began, and he began to simply construct a small wooden bed in the cave to protect against moisture and insects, etc., under the wooden blocks, and each time he was connected by reed wood.

"Wooden bed, wooden bonfire, wooden bamboo chopsticks, yarn wooden chair...", muttering the results of his hard work, after being busy for more than an hour, he finally finished, looking at the new wooden tools in the cave, and the face of the funeral night showed a satisfied look.

The light rain quietly stopped, among the tall trees, there was a crisp birdsong from time to time, and when he came to the cave on the night of the funeral, he looked up at the sky, and the sunset appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Before I knew it, it was dusk again..."

"Whew, whew..."

"It's time to get something to eat. Feeling a burst of hunger in his stomach, the burial night walked towards the west side of the cave entrance, he did not accept the compressed dry food that no soul can eat, but when he arrived in this forest place, how could he not eat a good meal of game, the dry food stored in the ring was not suitable for his taste, and although the food in the manor restaurant was delicious, the funeral night still felt that something was missing, and sure enough, the food he hunted and cooked was the most fragrant.

...

Soon the night was deep, the sun had set in the west, and the bright moon like a silver plate was quietly hung with the sound of summer cicadas, and I saw that in a cave under the small peak next to the Green Snake Mountain, the shrubs and ash forest could not cover this little bit of red fire.

At the mouth of the cave here, a young man with short black hair was turning the bamboo stick in his hand, and a rich fragrance wafted out.

Three rabbits, five fish, and two bags of compressed dry food, this is the dinner for tonight's funeral night, he doesn't know if Ziyun will wake up, and at the same time, he has caught some more delicious food for himself.

At this time, the funeral night has changed into his original battle robe from the ring, and the clothes given by Lin Fu to wear are completely discarded except for the identity token on his chest, and the short black hair has been untied by him, and the funeral night that was washed under the black and red robe has returned to the delicate temperament of his previous youth.

When he was fighting the fish, he took a bath with his whole body on the night of the burial, and he had no resistance to the clear spring water of nature, which also seemed to be because he soaked in the water for too long to recuperate, so that he didn't come back until dark.

Cooking is a craft, but unfortunately Funeral Night is not a master of gourmets by nature, but he still loves his own food.

The natural rabbit and fish meat is gradually softened by the grass salt and vegetable oil added to the roasting season. Irrigated by the spring again, the charred meat begins to cook.

Beside the bonfire, the funeral night sat quietly on the gauze wooden chair, waiting for the delicious tonight, the tempting fragrance even made the funeral night drool, and in the satisfied face, the funeral night's knife face showed a look of expectation.

The reason why he did not choose the cave is because once the campfire is selected into it, it may cause the smoke to not be able to escape, and it is not clear whether the cave is ventilated on the night of the funeral, if it is not ventilated, the pungent smell of smoke may bring him an extremely unfriendly eating experience.

And the cave is damp, and the purple clouds are still in a coma, outside the cave at this time the sky is clear at night, the stars and the moon disk like water under the scenery, this kind of environmental contrast is not beautiful, to say that the only disadvantage may be that it will expose the position, do not use your brain to think about it, the smoke and fire, no matter how hidden if you pass by at close range, you may also be found in the direction, this is not a valley, so the funeral night can only be settled. But because of this, his eagle eyes have always remained covertly open, although they have not transformed into golden magic pupils, but he can still sense the wind and grass within a radius of one kilometer.

"Huh?!"

And just as he was humming a little song on the night of the funeral, he suddenly noticed a slight movement coming from the cave.

I saw that his gaze shifted from the campfire to the cave, and under the distant gaze of Eagle Eye, he found that Ziyun had actually woken up. Looking at the latter's half-weak posture, Fu Ye put down the bamboo sticks in his hand, put them on a wooden plate, and immediately walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Sniffing her nose, Ziyun at this time looked dazed, as if awakened by the smell of food, she looked around and found that she was now in a cave, and in the bright cave, there were six wooden soul light torches illuminated.

Seeing this ignorant environment, he only vaguely remembered that he was successfully attacked by Murong Hai, and after being forcibly poured a green pill by the latter, he passed out, and he couldn't remember anything after that.

"Could it be that I was brought here by Murong Hai?!"

Thinking about it, she hurriedly looked down at her body and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that her clothes were complete.

After she became conscious, Ziyun suddenly felt a very strong pain in her brain, she covered her forehead with her left hand, supported her body with her right hand and sat up, and just as she looked at the delicate wooden tools on the ground for a moment, she was slightly distracted in the next second, and a footstep sounded from her ears...