We sorted out the equipment and gathered other people's things, climbing ropes, flashlights, batteries, shaker generators, and some dry food. I borrowed a mountain cutter and crossed the belt behind my belt. There were three slingshots on the vest. He picked stones and wrapped them in mud, rolled them into a ball, and made seven or eight hundred. He had a slingshot that could shoot short arrows, and made thirty or forty bamboo branches, and the arrows were roasted with fire, which were very sharp.

Guanjian, Liu Sang and Baishe followed me. I roughly talked about my plan for Tulou, so that the rest of them would implement it if they had the chance. Then the four of us set out and walked into the miasma mountain.

The clouds were pressing very low. After a long time in Fujian, I knew that it might rain again in a few days. The trees in the mountains were huge and mixed. The mountains here were not tall but dense, and even the gaps were covered with shrubs. When I came, I remembered that there was a sign here, which seemed to be a protected area.

It is hard to find a specific tree in such a big forest than climbing the sky. Fortunately, the Phoenix Tree is still a different tree. We climbed to the hillside and searched carefully in the valley with a telescope. The wet fog made me feel like I was back to the past, and my knees also hurt slightly. After walking in the mountains for many years, my father's knees had rheumatism very early, and I couldn't avoid the vulgarity. At this time, we couldn't smoke, but we had to cover our mouths and noses to avoid the qi in the forest damaging our lungs. It was not ordinary hard work.

Soon we saw the canopy of a huge phoenix tree.

Liu Sang asked relentlessly: "Don't you find it strange? This kind of tree entered China in 1880s. Many species are in the city and in the courtyards of Fujian maritime merchants. How could there be such wilderness?"

"That's what some people pick. Look at the canopy, it's at least a hundred years ago. A hundred years ago, someone chose a place in the mountains here to plant such big trees. When they bloom, they were red, probably to guide the way." I said silently, "You think this earthen building, such as the Yonglongchang Building, was also made at that time. It was built for twenty-five years. The people who built the earthen building and the people who planted the phoenix tree here are probably the same people."

I have developed the habit of solving problems and not asking questions in detail, so I have not carefully analyzed these details. Speaking of which, a large number of earth buildings have been built since the Yuan and Song dynasties. Will this circular earth building evolve at that time? The earth building just now happened to be built on the shouting spring, or someone deliberately concealed it, which is a big question.

At dusk, we arrived in front of the huge phoenix tree, and we were already covered in sweat. The sweat in our body could not be done, and the water outside could not dry out, which was very uncomfortable. I carefully checked around the phoenix tree, trying to find out even a few or two marks on the bark, but I didn't see it. I thought to myself, wasn't this one?

The vest looked up at the tree crown. I remembered that the oil bottle always slept on many trees, so I let the vest go up to the tree. The vest went up to the tree crown. After taking a look, I immediately said, "I have it!"

We went up one after another, and the view on the canopy was great. We could see the canopy of the valley. The canopy was golden under dusk. We hadn't seen such a view for many years. The vest pointed to a branch on the canopy, and there were a large ball of white and black things hanging on it. When I went over, I saw that it was all dried snake skins. Some people were killing snakes here, and there were more than a hundred.

The snake skin is very large. I looked at it and it was the skin of the mountain wind, but this doesn't mean anything. Eating snakes is a tradition. I looked at the canopy and saw the leftover snake bones.

Even if the meng oil bottle pass by here, they don’t have to eat so many snakes. These snake skins should have been brought back by local snake stealers. They processed them here and have been hung hundreds of them over the years. This means that this place is not considered a deep mountain.

"Is this a mark?" asked Kwan Jian. I shook my head and looked around. There were also such snake skins on the trunks of other trees. I slowly looked carefully. There were thousands of snake skins hanging on the canopy everywhere.
Chapter completed!