"Why doesn't she come out? It's been five days and she hasn't shown her face. What does she mean? Hey, the vixen is dishonest. Viewer, do you think she will quietly touch and take the food from another exit? The treasure has been lost long ago?"
The donkey didn't like the fox girl very much, and kept thinking that it was wrong to arrange the fox girl.
When he was in Yelanggou, he saw the fox girl digging out bloody beast whips with a short blade, which left a lingering shadow in his heart. He didn't want to see the fox girl, and didn't even turn his butt towards the fox girl.
After Zhang Wenfeng finished the crispy and tender grilled fish, he picked up the bamboo tube and slowly sipped the fish soup.
A little salt is sprinkled into the soup, and wild onions found along the stream are added. It has a rich aroma and a unique taste.
"No. Lu Zijin, don't talk about people behind their backs. This is not what a gentleman does."
After receiving a scolding from the viewer, Donkey Digu said: "She is not a human, she is a vixen, and I am not a gentleman, I am a donkey. What does it matter if you talk behind your back..."
Seeing that the viewer put down the bamboo tube, stopped drinking the soup, and was sitting upright trying to reason, the donkey quickly changed the subject and said, "Master, don't you get tired of eating fish with such a fishy smell every day? I can't help but smell it. I'm tired of it, why don't we go a little further today and I can hunt a rabbit for you?"
It doesn't want to listen to the master's reasoning at this time.
It wanted to drink, to scold its old cripple, to have a mountain badger godson, and to have a sweet-talking little elf.
It missed everyone in the Taoist temple, including the earth spirit in the back mountain who was not easy to deal with.
The longer time passed, the more unable to calm down its heart became.
I wonder if the second senior brother and the little devil sprinkled all the spiritual grass seeds? How are the seedlings growing?
Since last May, it has longed for large tracts of spiritual grass, the kind that it can't finish eating. It wants to lie down and roll in the grass, which is wonderful just thinking about it.
After looking at the donkey wagging its tail for a while, Zhang Wenfeng turned back and glanced at the mist-filled valley a hundred feet away.
He guessed that the fox girl had gone into seclusion and would not come out in a short time.
There may be a lot of space in the valley, so he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking. He also saw that the donkey was restless.
"I packed up my tools, and later we will walk upstream along the stream to see the two large waterfalls hanging from the clouds and enjoy the spectacular scenery."
"Wow, wow, that waterfall looks very impressive from a distance. I should have gone to see it a long time ago."
The donkey is very excited and can't rest.
This place is really boring just waiting for it and not being able to practice thunder skills.
After drinking the soup, he cleaned the bamboo tubes, bamboo tassels, spider shells and other items and put them back into the cave. After closing the stone door of the cave, Zhang Wenfeng hung a rough skin bag containing flint and salt around his waist and went up the river with the impatient donkey.
The two huge rocks near the mountain stream in Guiwei Valley are some kind of marks left by the fox demon tribe.
The fox girl said that Guiwei Valley is in the middle of two huge waterfalls. In fact, they are still some distance away. Looking from the direction of the two boulders, Guiwei Valley is indeed located in the middle of the two waterfalls in the distance.
The stream is clear and the waterside is covered with large and small pebbles.
After walking uphill for about two miles, a small river seven to eight feet wide running eastwards ran across the front, with the water rushing rapidly.
After looking at the rocks upstream and on the other side for a moment, Zhang Wenfeng said: "This small river should be formed by the water flowing down from the waterfall. Let's go around it along the river and go west. The river turns sharply there, so be careful that there are monsters nearby. "
The donkey was also observing and shouted: "There shouldn't be any danger in this place during the day. There are birds chirping everywhere in the forest. Let's get back before the sun sets."
Having said that, I proceed very cautiously.
On the grassland on the left side of the bend, I also found a group of wild sheep with horns on their heads. They were quite big.
The wild sheep watched the man and the donkey by the river with vigilance and bleated several times.
"Master, you are in for a treat. When you come back later, I will join the sheep and help you hunt one for roasting at night."
The donkey volunteered to hunt undercover and was not allowed to do anything. He panicked and said: "Since there are sheep here, I guess there are no powerful monsters. At most, there are ordinary wolves or other wild animals that eat meat."
Zhang Wenfeng was also relieved. They were a group of ordinary wild sheep. The fact that they survived meant that there was little danger here.
After turning around the rocky mountain, the river became very narrow, and a huge rumbling sound hit us.
A huge waterfall pours from the sky into a deep pool. The splashing water is ten feet high. The water is dense and the vegetation is green and wet. Apart from the roar of the waterfall, there is almost no other sound.
Zhang Wenfeng looked up and saw that the stone wall was steep and the top of the mountain was not visible due to the clouds and fog.
Compared with the miraculous craftsmanship of nature, individuals seem extremely small.
The donkey jumped over the rapid and deep canyon, which was only four feet wide, and shouted: "The view here is wider, eh, that's not right, why does it feel like the waterfall is further away..."
Before it finished speaking, Zhang Wenfeng jumped to the opposite side and landed on the rocks.
Seeing the full picture of the waterfall hanging in the distance, Zhang Wenfeng was heartbroken. He quickly looked to the opposite side. The mist obscured his sight. There was nothing on the other side. He heard the sound of water rushing from the deep and steep canyon below.
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He quickly held down the donkey that was about to jump back.
"Don't be impatient. Let's go downstream along the water's edge. Maybe we can find a way out."
Zhang Wenfeng comforted the donkey who had caused trouble. Even if the donkey didn't jump over, he would still be fooled. This place looked peaceful. Who would have expected that there would be such a trap across a river?
"Cheating Kangxi"
I don’t know who arranged it?
He suspected that he had jumped into a formation similar to a small world. Except for the hanging waterfall half-covered by fog in the distance, the other mountains, rocks, forests and grasslands were not what he had seen on the other side before. If he did not find the right way out, he would jump
It was probably impossible in the past.
It is very possible to fall into the abyss and be shattered to pieces.
Danger is inevitable.
They jumped into a huge pit.
Therefore, in addition to strength, knowledge and luck are also important on the path of spiritual practice.
"Master, look, there are dry bones. There are many dry bones in the forest."
The donkey exclaimed, "Isn't there a powerful monster, or a ghost hiding in the woods?"
Zhang Wenfeng stood still and stared at the sparse forest more than twenty feet away to the left. There were many bones lying among the rocks, including various beasts, including bird bones, and a small number of human bones.
"It was not caused by monsters. All the bones are well preserved and there are no bite marks."
Zhang Wenfeng thought for a while and came to a conclusion: "I suspect there is a ghost lurking here. Don't be afraid. What do I do? I specialize in catching ghosts. They don't dare to show up during the day. They will wait until night. Let's find a place to stay first."
He gave the donkey a wink.
The donkey understood and continued to follow the direction of the visitor.
I walked around the outside of the rocky mountain with a radius of about three miles. Except for one person and one donkey, I saw no one alive, not even a bird. This was a closed and dead place, and it was frighteningly silent.
I don't have time to go into the forest or climb the mountain to explore.
The donkey was very worried, and Digu said: "Master, there are no wild vegetables except grass here. The surrounding canyons are obscured by mist. You can only hear the sound of water, you can't see the water surface, and you can't even catch fish. You can't find it."
What should I do if I can’t get food?”
"No need to worry, there is a solution."
Seeing that it was getting late and the sun was setting in the west, Zhang Wenfeng was busy cutting down trees.
Crack the wood into firewood, pile it behind a big rock in the south, and spread the dead branches and leaves you find on the rock to dry.
As dusk approached, he struck a flint to light up a bonfire.
If he doesn't eat even one meal or two, he won't starve to death. He has to keep his spirits up and face the dangers that may arise at night.
Time passed slowly, the night was dark, the stars were shining brightly, and no one was in the mood to talk.
The bonfire was blown by the night wind, and sparks "crackled" and exploded from time to time.
In the middle of the night, a strange "wuwu" sound came from the forest on the mountain, and little green lights floated towards the south.
The gloomy atmosphere made the donkey's skin tighten.
It has no thunder skills to use, and it doesn't know how to kill ghosts, so it uses hooves to kick it?
What should I do if a ghost comes over me?
It's definitely not possible to just wallow around on a donkey. Hey, why did it jump into this ghost place out of curiosity? Was it possessed by ghosts?
Sniffing the cold ghost aura, Zhang Wenfeng did not relax his vigilance. What came were just some ghosts and wandering spirits. He could easily deal with them while standing still. What he had to guard against were the high-level old ghosts who commanded the low-level ghosts.
This place is so weird that it is unreasonable to say that it is not guarded by something powerful.
When the ghosts swarm in front of you, the sound of the scriptures, accompanied by the crackling of the bonfire, resounds in the night sky.
What surprised Zhang Wenfeng was that he usually relied on the invincible sound of scriptures to liberate ghosts, but this time he unexpectedly lost his special charm. All the low-level ghosts were completely indifferent, and were not afraid of the flames, and flew towards each person and donkey.
The vitality of life is exactly the nourishing food they need.