Chapter 82 Is it really a mountain ghost asking the hour?
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Passing through a dense forest, the scene in front of them seemed to change. What appeared in front of them were two towering peaks, with their peaks rising into the sky like halberds and spears.
These two peaks rising into the sky like spears and halberds are the Double Spear Peaks.
Between the two peaks, there is a valley winding through. The rocks on both sides of the valley are occasionally green, but most of them are gray-black mossy rocks.
There is some humidity in the valley. It may be that the two peaks are too high and block the sunlight, making the valley often lack light and appear cold and damp.
There is also a strange smell like a dead rat, which makes people nauseous. Especially the little tiger with a very good nose, when he smells this smell, he directly rolls his eyes, opens his mouth and retches.
Seeing this, Yun Buliu picked it up and put it on the tiger skin behind him. Then he called to Shemu and Shegu and accelerated through the valley.
Sure enough, just as he had guessed before, there were no insects in the valley under the Double Spear Peaks, let alone those kinds of blood-sucking insects.
Originally, I was worried that there would be raptors on the peak and blood-sucking insects in the valley below the peak. Now not only have no blood-sucking insects been seen, there are no traces of the raptors on the peak either.
I guess the group of nocturnal ghosts came through this valley last night!
I just don’t know how they brought those blood-sucking insects out of the valley? Also, what do those blood-sucking insects rely on to survive and reproduce in this valley?
There is no answer to this unsolved mystery, which makes the night walk of a hundred ghosts even more bizarre.
Especially whenever he thought of the weird smile on the pale cheek in the white mist, Yun Buliu could not help but feel his scalp numb.
I don’t know if the frequent numbness of my scalp will increase the chance of hair loss?
Passing the valley path under the Double Spear Peak, they saw the woods ahead, and the stench from their noses disappeared. Shemu and Shegu breathed a sigh of relief.
The little milk tiger also jumped off the animal skin luggage behind Yun Buliu and roared towards the valley, exactly like a Erha image that says "If I can't beat you, I'll beat you by scolding you first."
Yun Buliu saw it like this, so he picked it up again and continued on his way.
As the future king of the mountain and forest, what should I learn if I have nothing to do?
Do you know that it ruins your image?!
During the rest of the trip, the two young men Shemu and Shegu were obviously silent for a long time. Yun Buliu looked fearless and only listened to the legends as stories.
He even had some doubts about whether he had visual and auditory hallucinations in the Hundred Ghosts' Night Cry last night? Of course, the rain of vampires that followed was real.
Even now, although the little red spots on his body have scabbed over, the scabs are still there!
He found that he had been living in this forest for almost a year, but it seemed that he had just begun to get to know this forest.
He was thinking as he jumped forward, but at some point, a scream came from beside him. He stopped, turned around and saw that Shegu was entangled by a few dead vines.
At first he didn't pay attention, but soon he realized something was wrong. The withered vines were actually squirming rapidly. He thought they were snakes, but when he thought that the villagers of the Serpent Tribe would not be attacked by snakes, he gave up the idea. At the same time,
He took out his bone knife and struck at the withered vine.
Snake Wood was also doing the same thing, but he was holding a bone spear, a bone spear with golden patterns, "Sir, it is a carnivorous vine, and ordinary bone knives cannot cut it."
Sure enough, the bone knife cut on the dead vine, just like cutting hard dead wood, and almost made a gap in the bone wood knife he used as a bamboo pole.
It inserted the bone knife back into the leather pouch behind its waist, pulled out the tiger fangs from its waist, and stabbed the few dead vines hard.
Under the poking points of tiger fangs and bone spears, these carnivorous vines were eventually poked into sections.
However, those unbroken dead vines shrank very quickly and retracted into the bushes in an instant, making it impossible to pursue them easily. They could only stand on the trees and "look at the vines and sigh".
Tenggu, who was rescued from the carnivorous vine, felt the blood mark on his butt and wanted to cry but had no tears.
In fact, the strawberry-like blood marks were not only found on the buttocks, but also on the waist, ribs, arms, and thighs. There were similar blood marks everywhere.
Carnivorous vines, also known as blood-sucking vines, eat meat by sucking.
First, the person or animal is tied up, and then numerous sucking-cup-like mouthparts are inserted into the body of the person or animal, slowly sucking it dry, leaving only skin and bones in the end.
This thing sounds and looks like an animal, but it is a plant.
This was one of the dangers in the jungle that the elder had told him about, but it was just the first time he encountered it.
He should be grateful that the forest was hit by a wildfire. Otherwise, he didn't know how much hardship he would have to endure before he could get out of the forest.
Maybe he won't be able to get out at all in a short time, because he is very likely to encounter a giant beast.
What can he do if he encounters a super giant beast like the patron saint of the Orochi tribe?
He must have turned around and gone back without saying anything!
He picked up a piece of carnivorous vine, looked at it, crushed it into pieces and smelled it. The roots of the plant were extremely elastic and had a bloody stench.
He picked up all the fragments of the carnivorous vines, wrapped them in animal skins, then found some dry firewood, lit a bonfire, and burned the carnivorous vines.
This thing is a plant, and most plants can reproduce asexually, and it is no exception.
After what happened, the three animals and the two beasts became more cautious, especially the little tiger who had turned into curly hair and did not dare to act recklessly.
This situation lasted for two or three days, and they had traveled thousands of miles.
Along the way, they didn't encounter any tribes. In fact, if they followed the route on the map given by the elder, they would actually encounter some tribes.
However, Yun Buliu felt that the route on the map had too many detours. If he really followed that route, he might have to walk hundreds of miles more.
Anyway, there is a little guy like Little Furball who can predict danger, so just be careful.
Moreover, I followed that route before, but what happened? The same thing happened!
So he just let himself go and chose to trust his intuition.
Fortunately, along the way, although we still encountered many dangers, they were not weird.
At night, he took an animal skin and used homemade charcoal to write and draw on it by the light of the campfire. He felt that it was necessary to draw a more refined map.
Of course he didn't know how to draw a map before, but when he saw the map that the boss gave him, his confidence suddenly rose.
What is the most important thing about a map? It is truth, truth in proportion.
What is the scariest thing about maps? It is abstraction, an abstraction after distortion of proportion.
The picture that the boss gave him is a masterpiece of the abstract master.
Yun Buliu felt that as a map, the one he drew in a realistic way would definitely be more popular than the abstract one no matter how good it was!
Just as Yun Buliu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, writing and drawing on the animal skin, the little milk tiger and the little hair ball were squeezed under the big black tiger's skin, resting next to him, Shegu was sleeping, and Shemu was keeping vigil.
While looking boredly at the bonfire in front of me, a rustling sound suddenly came from the treetops above my head.
Snakewood suddenly raised his head, and saw a figure falling from the tree.
The figure hit the ground with a thud, and then there was no movement. Shemu looked at Yun Buliu nervously, hoping that Yun Buliu would come up with an idea.
And Yun Buliu was actually a little dumbfounded. How could there be humans in this barren mountain and wilderness?
But facing Shemu's look of help, he had no choice but to stand up.
At this time, both Little Furball and Little Milk Tiger woke up, but they didn't seem to feel any danger. The two little guys narrowed their eyes again and lay down.
As for Shegu, this guy sleeps like a dead pig.
Seeing that the two little guys didn't take it seriously, Yun Buli took a moment to calm down, then carefully walked over with a torch, and asked: "Hey! Brother, do you need our help to rescue him?"
The figure twitched, then slowly raised its head, revealing a face full of blood, and asked: "Brother, where is this place? What time is it today?"
Yun Buliu: "..."
When Shemu heard this question, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "Sir..."
Yun Buliu was also secretly calling out to hold the grass. Could it be that he was really a mountain ghost asking about the time?