A light blue six-pointed star array emerged amidst the sound of the spell.
He Boqiang only felt a warmth like sunshine filling his whole body. The wounds on his body did not heal quickly because of this, but the pain caused by it was reduced a lot, and the wounds no longer bleed outwards.
My exhausted body now only feels full of strength.
In the pitch-black wilderness, the beam of light falling from the sky was particularly eye-catching.
The three evil ghosts will use this light pillar as a guide, and they will probably return soon, so they still cannot stay here for a long time.
At this moment, He Boqiang's physical strength has not only returned to full state, but his physical fitness has also increased to a large extent.
With endless strength all over his body, he even felt that he could carry the evil ghost's corpse, which weighed several hundred kilograms, directly on his back.
After careful consideration, He Bo resisted the urge to peel off the evil ghost's skin.
When the great wizard taught him the sacrificial ritual, he repeatedly warned him to pay attention to the surrounding safety when using the Eye of Truth, and not to easily try to make magic pattern cloaks, especially the magic skin body and the carrier that can bear the clowns.
If the difference in strength is too great, or the natural attributes of the two bodies are incompatible, it is easy to explode and die.
Trying out magic pattern cloak without preparation is tantamount to committing suicide.
He Boqiang felt that he had not reached that point yet, so he identified the direction a little bit, and after confirming the direction, he got into the grass again.
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He ran out of the meadow, ran across two mountain ridges, crossed a river, and ran until the sky was bright. He found that the three evil ghosts did not catch up from behind. Only then did He Boqiang stop on the mountainside.
When passing by the valley and stream, I didn't forget to drink a pot of water, and I drank half of the pot in one breath.
Even though the body possesses the magical status of 'Blessed Body', after a night of running around, the body is still extremely exhausted.
There was a woodpecker on the top of the tree tapping the trunk of the tree. He Boqiang raised his head and looked at the fir tree dozens of meters high. The crown of the tree was like a big open umbrella. Even if he could hear the sound, he could not hear the sound.
Can't see where the woodpecker is hiding.
He Boqiang stood under the tree and studied the fir tree for a while. After planning the climbing path, he tried to climb it with his bare hands.
This fir tree is very thick. The main trunk is close to the ground. It requires four or five people to hold hands to surround it. The bark is covered with mottled cracks. He is climbing in the cracks of the bark with his hands. His whole body is like a gecko.
Use your feet rhythmically to push your feet downwards, climbing up to the top of the tree little by little.
Although He Boqiang has no experience in climbing trees, He Boqiang's hands have strong grip and he does not feel strenuous.
After passing several horizontal branches in succession, He Boqiang hung his body on a branch, took a breath, wiped the sweat from his face, and climbed to the top of the tree with all his strength.
A woodpecker with black feathers and red wings fluttered out from the depths of the tree crown and landed on the big tree next door.
He Boqiang found a strong branch at the top of the tree, pulled out a Roman sword from his waist and chopped off some soft branches at the treetop, built a bed like a bird's nest among the branches, and lay on it first to try it out.
I found that it was quite strong, but it was not comfortable to lie on the branches, so I spread a lot of thin branches on top, and it took a long time to set up the bed at the top of the tree.
I took out a pack of marching rations from my luggage. I couldn't make a fire to cook porridge, so I poured the marching rations directly into my mouth. This kind of dry food is not unpalatable, but it just needs to be swallowed with water. The finely broken wheat grains are fried.
After that, I added some salt, meat powder, butter and other things.
After eating some dry food, his stomach was no longer burning. He Boqiang lay on the wooden bed in the treetops. He took off his belt and used it as a safety rope to prevent him from accidentally turning over and falling from such a high tree crown after falling asleep.
Hiding on the top of the tree and observing the surroundings, the view here is very broad. This fir tree is located halfway up a hill. Although you can see the valley here, you cannot see what is on the other side of the hill.
The bottom of the valley is covered with dense woods. A mountain stream flows from east to west into a certain valley at the lowest point. He Boqiang poured a pot of water by the stream.
No trace of the evil ghost was found, and He Boqiang breathed a sigh of relief.
With the magical effect of 'Blessed Body', even if your body is slightly injured, you won't feel any pain.
He Boqiang checked the wound on his arm. Just when he climbed the tree, the wound was torn open again and a lot of blood flowed out.
I didn't feel any pain, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Now that I saw that the dark blood hole was oozing out blood again, I was worried that I would die of excessive blood loss unknowingly if I continued like this, so I quickly tore off a piece of cloth from my underwear.
He came and wrapped the wound well.
Then he dragged his tired body and lay down on this temporary wooden bed, falling asleep unconsciously.
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A drop of water fell on He Boqiang's face.
Then, there was another drop of water.
The falling rain woke up He Boqiang from his sleep.
When he opened his eyes, he saw green leaves all over his eyes, and raindrops were falling continuously from the gray sky. He struggled to sit up, but was strangled by the safety rope around his waist, and almost fell off the wooden bed.
‘Fuck you, sir’
He was at a high place and suddenly woke up from a deep sleep. When he woke up, he almost fell from the high place. He Boqiang broke out in a cold sweat.
He carefully looked down through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves, and felt more and more that sleeping on the top of the tree was too dangerous.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the dense leaves on the tree crown could not block much rain. He Boqiang held the backpack directly behind his head and squatted on the tree like a silly bird to avoid the sudden rain.
The trunk was wet and slippery, and it would be impossible to climb down the tree in this condition.
Looking at the gray sea of trees in the rain and fog in front of him, He Boqiang was completely lost in the mountains and forests. He didn't know where to go to find the river valley. At this time, he couldn't even find the indigenous village.
Not here anymore.
Since there was no use regretting, He Boqiang thought about how he could make it out alive in this mountain forest.
Swordsman Baikal once told He Boqiang that there are some high-level monsters that are more terrifying than evil spirits in the depths of Gandaer Mountain. If you have a choice, you must not set foot in that area easily.
He Boqiang felt that he might have walked into the mountains of Ganda Er.
The rain gradually decreased, and He Boqiang, who was soaked like a drowned rat, slipped down from the tree.
The forest land is also filled with stagnant water, and the rainwater on the ground gathers into streams and flows down the hillside.
Drenched all over, He Boqiang planned to light a fire in the woods to dry his wet clothes to avoid getting sick...