But the stubborn Jiang Yang wanted to bring ten kilograms of rice, and no one could persuade him. Only when he smelled the fragrance, Ding Li was convinced.
Just eating a pot of fish soup with many mushrooms and wild vegetables, as well as some beef pies and cheese cakes from the US military mre, and eating fragrant bamboo rice, Ding Li had the illusion that he was traveling and camping!
But that good mood was dispelled in the middle of the night. It got dark early in the mountains. Ding Li and the others chatted indifferently and fell asleep because of the exhaustion of the day's journey.
Ding Li was in extremely good spirits at this time. The exchange of qi with the surrounding environment made Ding Li feel as comfortable as if he were soaking in warm water, and the pores all over his body were wide open.
Ding Li asked to keep vigil, but naturally no one tried to fight with Ding Li. He meditated by the bonfire, and slowly felt the humidity in the air increasing.
Ding Li stood up suddenly and woke everyone up: "Oh no, it's going to rain heavily, we need to move quickly!"
This was a sudden feeling that Ding Li had. It was difficult to explain. The two foreigners were still mumbling dissatisfaction. Jiang Yang also looked at the dark sky, sniffed hard with his nose, and his face changed color: "No, it's really going to happen."
rainstorm!"
This place is a ravine washed down by rain. If it rains heavily, the river will surge and the campsite will definitely be flooded. Almost as soon as he said it, there was a strong wind, and the trees everywhere were dancing like the tentacles of ghosts.
"Let's go!" A group of people packed up their tents and sleeping bags in a panic. The weather in the mountains changed quickly, and it started to rain heavily.
At this time, the only choice was to go to the cave where monsters were said to be haunted. Even if he didn't want to, he had no choice. Jiang Yang led the way, and several flashlights were the powerful Powerlight flashlights used by the US military.
Even in such a dark night with heavy rain, it can illuminate the road ahead. The heavy rain hits my body with a faint pain, and I can't even open my eyes.
When the group of people arrived at the so-called monster cave like drowned rats, there was already water everywhere. Rainwater flowed down from various trees and vines, collecting into small streams. It was very easy for everyone to go deep and shallow.
Just ran.
The cave was actually one or two meters above the ground, and it didn't look very big. Ding Liping ran quickly and jumped in first. He took a look with a flashlight and found that it was quite dry inside and there was no strange smell of wild beasts living there.
Ding Li breathed a sigh of relief and pulled up Wang Yajun who was following him. Several people were standing in the cave shivering with water dripping from their bodies. It was quite cold in such a heavy night rain. If they didn't quickly make a fire and change clothes, they would have to wait until tomorrow.
Half sick.
In these deep mountains, a simple fever might kill someone!
"Hey, come and see, why are there murals painted in this cave?" Ding Li shouted strangely.
"What?" It was Wang Yajun who came over. The clothes on her body were soaked and clung tightly to her body, revealing her graceful figure. This made Ding Li blush and dare not look anymore.
The murals are very simple, and the paints used are not very good, and the colors are very dull. Ding Li has no artistic talent and cannot understand what is painted on these very abstract murals.
"It seems to be a sacrificial scene," Wang Yajun said uncertainly. Wang Yajun understands design, and there is no way he doesn't have any artistic talent. He seems to have seen something.
But when Ding Li looked at it, he could barely make out the shape of a person.
At this time, the portable alcohol stove they carried had already lit a fire, and they asked Wang Yajun to go over to change clothes and dry her body first. Ladies first, not to mention Wang Yajun was the sponsor of this trip!
The white mist on Ding Li's body is because Ding Li is moving Yang Qi around his body to drive away the cold. His body temperature is so high that even his clothes are being dried...
This situation looks quite awesome, like a master in a martial arts novel using his internal power to dry his clothes.
However, this approach is generally not advisable. It is one thing to consume too much Yang Qi. You will have to bake it next to the fire later. No one can continue to consume Yang Qi like this.
It is rumored that the Shenxiao Sect and several other Taoist sects have water-avoiding talismans, which can protect the body from any moisture in heavy rain. However, Ding Li has never seen it. Huang Yue probably doesn't understand either, otherwise he wouldn't
You won't be like a drowned rat in the rain.
Wang Yajun wanted to change clothes, so many grown men wanted to avoid suspicion. Huang Yue also followed Ding Li to look at the murals. However, the two foreigners Jiang Yang walked deeper into the cave to check if there was any danger inside.
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It would be great fun if a monster really ran out from the depths of the cave after sleeping until midnight.
Huang Yue gasped when he saw the mural. Ding Li squinted and said, "Uncle Huang, can you understand what is painted on it?"
Huang Yue said angrily: "You are stupid, but you are quite smart usually. You are smart, but you can't think of simple things. Haven't you practiced the Qi Collection method, the ability to reflect the situation in the mind?
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Ding Li immediately began to react. It was just that Ding Li had too little experience and did not think of that aspect for a while. Even many antiques have auras that can be sensed, especially exquisite ancient handicrafts. Especially calligraphy and paintings.
, you can all feel the emotion and spirit that the masters poured into them when they wrote and painted.
When Ding Li began to learn how to reflect the scene in his mind, he still relied on a pair of ancient paintings to complete that step. Although the ancient paintings were not made by a famous painter, they really seemed to condense a landscape into three feet.
It's in the ancient scrolls.
Ding Li silently felt the energy brought by the murals on the wall, and a breath of time came to his face. It seemed that time from hundreds of years ago was swept over, making people unable to breathe, and even his mood became older.
Ding Li took a breath and quickly gathered his thoughts. If this old aura affected his mood, it would be very bad. Ding Li didn't want to become a little old man in the future. If this old aura was too powerful,
If it affects your mood, you may become disgusted with the world and crash to death under this stone wall.
Ding Li finally struggled out and broke out in a cold sweat. He no longer dared to sense Qi. He saw Huang Yue shaking his head: "Ali, I don't know what your master taught you, but you can cultivate your mind."
My skills are too poor. I still need to work more on reflecting the scene in my heart in the future!"
Ding Li nodded and accepted the instruction, and listened to Huang Yue's words: "The benevolent are happy in the mountains, and the wise are happy in the water. Didn't your master write a poem and hang it for you?"
Ding Li remembered that this was a birthday gift given to him by Yu Wanghai when he was eighteen years old. It read: "Mountains can broaden your mind, and water can cleanse your ordinary intestines. If you learn from mountains and rivers, you will not be like ordinary people!"