At dusk, the forest was swaying in the wind, and the sound of branches stroking could occasionally be heard from people's voices. Soon, two figures were walking along the rugged mountain road, pushing through the weeds. One of them was carrying a basket of medicine on his back and a sickle in his hand.
From time to time, he would fall into the grass, dig out medicinal herbs with roots and leaves, and throw them into the basket behind his back.
"It's getting dark. After walking up the mountain, we should hurry down."
This was meant for his companion. The man was carrying firewood, looked up at the sky outside the forest gap, and nodded: "It's getting dark soon, so don't go any further. I heard my uncles say at the entrance of the village last night.
, I heard the roar of tigers in the mountains recently. There may be a big insect coming to this mountain top, and I have to report it to the government today."
The two of them are from the same village. They grew up playing together and earned a few extra coppers during the off-season. They often went to the mountains together, one to collect herbs and the other to collect firewood, taking care of each other.
"Ouch."
The herb gatherer's steps were weak and he threw the herbs into his basket. He fell down while trying to keep up with his companions, and then got up again, his face stained black with mud.
"Let's take a rest."
At this time, we were already in a relatively deep old forest, with birdsong everywhere, and occasionally a few apes' calls coming from the distant foothills, echoing in the mountains.
"You said we are unlucky, will we encounter a big insect? It will eat us both."
"A crow's mouth means good things don't work, bad things don't work, don't make us look so unlucky."
Hua Hua Hua~~
There was a faint sound of stroking branches. The woodcutter, who was drinking water, stood up, followed the sound and looked over. Suddenly he rubbed his eyes and hurriedly called his companions over.
"Am I dazzled? Come and take a look. That tree is so big...is it walking?"
"Um?!"
The herb picker was stunned for a moment, and quickly stood next to him. Looking into the distance, on another hilltop a hundred feet away, a big tree was particularly conspicuous. Its dense canopy was much higher than the other big trees.
Not to mention, the surrounding tree cages were not moving, only it was swaying. Looking closely, they both found that the big tree was actually moving slowly, and the "squeaking" sound was coming from the movement.
The two looked at each other.
"You didn't encounter a monster, did you?"
"...I heard the old man from the village say that things in the mountains can easily turn into spirits... We didn't meet the big insects, but we did meet the tree spirits."
"It's okay, okay, we are far enough apart that the strange tree can't find us."
"When we go back and tell the villagers, they probably won't believe us."
The woodcutter nodded. At this time, they were not afraid of encountering a monster, and they were slightly excited. When they returned, they would light a fire and chat at the entrance of the village, which was enough for them to brag for a while. Then they would add more details and describe them, thinking about the people in the village.
What expression will it be.
For a while, the mountain became quiet, except for the "rustling" sound that continued, and only some birds sounded in the cages of nearby trees.
Gu~
Gugu~~
The cuckoo's voice was distant, and the two stood there watching for a while. The woodcutter came back to his senses and saw that the sky was getting darker. He put the firewood on his back again and pushed his companion.
"Hurry down the mountain, it's getting late."
"oh oh……"
Only then did the herb gatherer react, lift up the basket and put it on his shoulder, when suddenly a tiger roared in the distant forest.
"Roar-"
The terrifying roar of the tiger shook the forest, and the surrounding woods were shaking slightly. Flocks of birds flapped their wings and flew around in chaos in the forest. When the two heard this sound, they seemed to be filled with fear in their bones, and they trembled in fright.
He froze in place, his legs trembling.
"Big...big insect?"
"Do not talk."
The two looked at each other, their eyes full of trembling emotions. Neither of them had seen the big insect, but that didn't stop them from being afraid of that guy. According to the descriptions of the hunters in the village, the big insect had stripes on its body, was huge, and its eyes were like lightning.
, a pair of fangs can easily bite through the skin of an old pig in the mountains, and a tiger's claws can make deep scratches on a century-old tree.
"What...what should I do?"
The herb collector was gasping for air. This depressing atmosphere almost made it difficult for him to breathe. They only had a hatchet and a sickle in their hands. It didn't matter whether they would be useful against big insects. Their physiques alone were not good enough.
opponent.
"Be careful. Let's try not to make any noise and move down the mountain little by little. The big insects usually won't go down the mountain."
The woodcutter pursed his trembling lips and moved his feet carefully with the herb picker. The straw sandals pressed against the thick fallen leaves on the ground, so there was no sound.
After a few steps, the wind in the forest suddenly picked up, and the trees and weeds in the forest were swaying.
The apes in the distance seemed to become agitated and let out rapid cries.
The two of them became more and more anxious, and instinctively moved a little faster. The herb collector couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he simply whispered: "Let's climb a tree."
"Big insects can also climb trees. The old man in the village mentioned it."
The woodcutter who was staring ahead suddenly stopped talking, his body started to tremble uncontrollably, and his voice had an obvious vibrato: "Over there... there is a pair of eyes looking at us over there."
The medicine gatherer looked away, and the blood on his face suddenly faded, turning pale.
In the woods and shrubs at the other end of the field of vision, a pair of ferocious big eyes glowing amber yellow, with black eyes tightened, were looking over.
At this moment, the sounds of birds in this mountain forest could not be heard.
"It's over... it's over..." The herb gatherer pulled the sickle, with cold sweat covering his face.
Although the woodcutter was also scared, he was a little more courageous than his companions. He pulled his sleeve and continued to move back, staring at the big insect. The old people said that you must always stare into its eyes. Once you move away, the big insect will
He will take the opportunity to pounce on him.
"Keep an eye on it and let's keep going down."
The two of them backed away with trembling legs. While the herb gatherer was moving, he stepped on a dead branch and fell backwards. The woodcutter subconsciously lowered his head and reached out to pull him. In an instant, a tiger's roar could be heard.
The two people immediately hugged each other, and saw a colorful tiger stepping on the dead leaves among the bushes and weeds, and slowly walked out. Looking at the eyes of the two people, there was a trace of contempt in the tiger's eyes.
"Roar!
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The big tiger opened its mouth and roared low, approaching the two of them little by little like a stroll in the courtyard. The woodcutter and the herb gatherer saw the whole scene, but they still had the composure they had just pretended to have. They didn't want any firewood or herbs, and the two turned around.
He ran wildly down the mountain, wandering randomly through the woods, bumping into trees, tripping and falling without caring about the pain, and he didn't even know where he went.
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"I'm chasing you, run away!" "Don't stop -"
The forest mountain road in the rugged area gradually became gentle under their feet. In addition, the two of them often went up the mountain, so their physical strength and adaptability were much stronger than ordinary people.
"There is light ahead, and we are coming out of the old forest."
The direction the woodcutter was looking was right at the edge of the forest. The afternoon sun was shining through. The moment the two of them rushed out of the edge of the forest, their eyes narrowed, but they did not dare to slow down. They waited until their eyes adapted.
Found a valley.
At this time, the big insect that was chasing behind seemed not to want to play anymore, and suddenly accelerated its speed and jumped out.
"Ouch, it's coming after me."
Hearing the rapid sound of fallen leaves being trampled in the forest behind them, the two of them were so frightened that their hair stood on end and they rushed forward in a fit of piss. When they turned around, the large, colorful insect with black and yellow stripes was almost chasing behind them.
"Mother!" the woodcutter shouted almost desperately.
when--
Suddenly a bell rang, echoing far and wide in the valley.
The big insect that was originally chasing the two people and was about to bite it suddenly stopped its limbs and squatted on the ground in a squatting posture. The woodcutter and the two people who ran a little further slowed down due to exhaustion of energy and found that
The tigers did not catch up. They all turned around and were surprised to see the big insect swinging its tail and wandering restlessly over there, but it did not dare to take a step closer.
"Roar!"
The colorful tiger let out a deafening roar towards the two men, turned around unwillingly, and threw itself into the woods.
The two of them were sweating profusely, as if they were seriously ill. They squeezed against each other and sat weakly on the ground.
After a while, the herb collector suddenly opened his eyes.
"Did we hear the bell just now?"
Being reminded by his companion, the woodcutter was stunned for a moment, and then he stood up and looked around. When he saw a certain direction, excitement suddenly appeared on his face and he pointed in it.
"Look over there, there is a Taoist temple!"
In the direction of his finger, white air birds circled the valley, and green flower beds stretched up the mountainside. A simple Taoist temple was located in the dense white mist.