Hearing the slight snoring of the woman as she fell asleep, Ci Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the fire pit, looked at the dancing orange flames and couldn't help but recall the long past, with a faint smile on his lips.

Outside the hunter's hut, the late autumn night was as cold as water. The chanting of the Zhinang gradually became quieter, while the cooing of the night owl gradually increased.

In the secret place of the deep forest, between the rough bark of the towering giant trees, the luminous moss, which has absorbed enough sunlight for a whole day, stretches its thick body and exudes a cool light, illuminating the nearby epiphytic plants and animals that surround the giant trees.

of light.

The first thing to show up was the mountain rat, which became more energetic as it got colder. It emerged from the hole in the tree. After careful observation for a long time with the help of the cold light emitted by the moss, it was confirmed that it was safe. Then it rushed towards the nearby bushes like its buttocks were on fire. Two of them came out.

The short forelimbs picked up a red berry that had fallen after it was ripe. The big mung bean eyes looked around, and then started to gnaw crazily.

With a squeaking sound, the peel burst, and the sweet syrup filled the mountain rat's mouth, but it swallowed it regardless, not even sparing the core.

One berry is far from enough, not even enough to stuff between teeth. The mountain rats crawl under the bushes and eat up all the ripe and fallen fruits, even those that are starting to rot and smell of alcohol.

Stuff it into your stomach.

Based on the lessons learned from the death of too many family members, this mountain rat was careful not to make too much noise, and would not stay in one place for a long time just because of its greed for berries.

However, just as it smelled the smell of mushrooms and jumped towards a piece of rotten wood covered with mushrooms lying in the forest glade, a night owl swooped down as fast as lightning and stretched out its sharp claws, like hooks.

Just one blow scratched the prey's little head.

At this moment, the mountain rat's frightened body suppressed the slight muscle spasm, struggled hard at all costs, and managed to escape from the claws of the Eidolon Killer.

With a pop, the mountain rat escaped from the hands of the returning night owl and landed on a tree-shaded clearing covered with fallen leaves. After landing on all fours, it immediately rushed forward a few steps, then turned back and ran towards the exit of another nest.

This immature night owl missed its only chance to make up for its mistake, and could only watch helplessly as its prey escaped from under its nose.

Until the mountain rat jumped into another hidden tree hole entrance as quickly as a flash of gray light, the night owl still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. It lowered its head and glanced down. There was a bloody mountain rat ear hanging on its right paw.

Still twitching, I finally realized that if I want to become a new generation of good hunters of the Mountain Forest Night Owl family, I still need more training.

As for the mountain rats that escaped back to their nests, compared with the same kind that died at the hands of the night owls, it was more than just a fluke. Forcibly tearing off an ear cost not only the permanent loss of a part of the body, but also the unusual cost.

Determination and a strong will.

She struggled back to the depths of the nest, and the pain was immediately suppressed by the instinct of nurturing life. Seven or eight rat cubs waiting for feeding made a burst of squeaking sounds. There were only a few lanugo hairs on their pink skin, and even their eyes were swollen.

Without opening it, they smelled the familiar smell and buried their heads in their mother's arms.

This repetition has been repeated countless times. The night in the mountain forest has just begun. In order to survive, in order to survive, we have to forage and hunt. The night is still very long!

In the hunter's hut, the blazing firewood and the firepit sending out bursts of heat waves have long lost their appearance. The leaping flames have gradually become lower as time goes by. The man who is meditating instead of sleeping, his upper body as tall as a bamboo, slightly swaying.

Shen Luo, the huge head was nodding every now and then, which was obviously the most real manifestation after losing the strength like a heavenly being and declining to the realm of a mortal.

When the moon in the night sky left its highest position and slid towards the setting direction of the sun, the man could not bear the torturous sleepiness, coupled with the rising cold and biting mountain and forest air, he had to wake up from his light sleep.

He reached out and grabbed the iron drill, put it into the hot embers of the fire pit, carefully fiddled with it a few times, and used the remaining ashes to cover the charcoal that was emitting a dark red fire to preserve the fire.

Then, the man got up and came to the simple bed. He looked at the woman who was lying sprawled out and sleeping in a rather domineering posture. He lifted up a corner of the bearskin quilt and stuffed his body into it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the man went to bed to rest, the woman stretched out her legs to kick him out of the bed. The man suppressed his body's instinct to fight back and slid off the bed without any resistance. He stood up and took a look. Not only did he sleep in a domineering posture, but the sleeping wind was also quite good.

The kingly woman couldn't help but smile, lifted up a corner of the bearskin quilt again, and slid her body onto the bed.

This time, the woman's overbearing kicking didn't work. No matter how much she tossed, the man was determined not to let go, until finally the woman had to surrender, and her body instinctively gave up the idea of ​​occupying the same bed.

However, just as the next round began, the woman turned around skillfully and slid one hand across the man's chest. Then she lifted her entire thigh and hung it on the man's abdomen, pressing his vitals. Her whole body was like candy.

Sticky Bean, it tightly wraps around the target and prevents it from moving.

The warm and fragrant soft jade fell into his arms. After all, the man was full of blood. With a "dong bird" sound, he raised the white jade pillars in the sky and propped up the tall tent. He wanted to turn over and sit up, and a pear tree pressed against the begonia.

However, looking at the woman's sleeping face, he really couldn't bear to wake her up just to vent his desire. After all, all this was completely an instinctive reaction of the body and not his true mood at this time.

Fortunately, although his strength has declined significantly, the man's extraordinary state of controlling desire instead of being driven by desire has not been lost. After a few breaths, the boiling blood in his body dissipated.

As the heat wave from the fire pit gradually decreased, the temperature in the hunter's cabin slowly dropped. The woman did not continue to toss, but instead hugged the tree branch like a koala, her hands and feet clinging to the man more and more tightly.

If the man's body was still at the level of an ordinary person before, he would have been suffocated long ago. Even if he can still breathe freely now, he has been practicing hard in the Zen forest for sixteen years.

The night in the mountain forest passed quietly like this. When the nocturnal animals chased each other for survival and reached their physical limits, the deepest and darkest dawn arrived. In the darkness and darkness, they spontaneously returned to their respective nests.

, seize the time to recuperate and recover your physical strength as soon as possible.

When the dim light of morning breaks through the dark curtain of dawn, the early bird opens its sleepy eyes, cheers up, combs the messy fluffy feathers with its long pointed beak, stands up and walks out of the nest, flutters its wings in the morning breeze, and resolutely

Naturally, I rushed towards the vast mountain forest, looking for insects that also got up early.

The clear and melodious chirping of the birds comes one after another, awakening more of the same kind, like playing a song praising the vast nature.

Cizhou was the first to wake up amid the melodious hymns of the elves in the mountains and forests. The catkins pressing on his chest had long since disappeared, and the jade bamboo shoots straddling his lower abdomen were also missing. If it weren't for the fact that he could still hear them in his ears,

The familiar breathing sound made him think that the woman had gotten up early again.

Looking sideways, Yue Chan had just opened her eyes. The two of them looked at each other, smiled, and said good morning to each other. All their grudges and unhappiness suddenly disappeared, at least that's what it seemed.

At this moment, the woman's stomach made an embarrassing growling sound. She must have digested all the bacon noodle soup last night and was now hungry.

Cizhou smiled and got up from the bed, then couldn't help laughing, and his back was immediately hit seven or eight times by the woman's small, harmless fist.

When he went out, he turned right and fetched water to rinse his mouth. Cizhou picked up a handful of cold water with both hands, washed his face with a little force, rubbed his cheeks until they were red and warm, and wiped a handful of his bald head. It felt a little stinging, and he guessed it should be long.

Something happened.

Logically speaking, he should be clean, but because he was personally stirring up trouble in Uzbekistan, Ci Zhou was not limited to his status as a monk, and was more inclined to be an enlightened person who found his own way.

As a habit accumulated over the years, Ci Zhou performed an ordinary set of five-shaped boxing near the "tap water". The boxing technique that was originally used to strengthen the body was different in the hands of this boxing master.

The mantis with its weird and tricky boxing moves, the snake that focuses on twisting and attacking, the white crane with light and swift movements, the heart-moving Great Sage Fist, and the fierce and violent tiger claws, affect every muscle in the body and exercise the whole body.

All the bones awaken the dormant potential in the body, gathering bit by bit, filling the empty body.

After the short warm-up activity, Cizhou began to prepare breakfast. Perhaps because he felt sorry for the woman who was not used to the poor outdoor life in this other world, the man jumped into the forest, searched a few low bushes, and successfully found a nest of more than a dozen

I didn't dare to take away all the quail eggs, but left a few for seeds. I turned back to the open space in front of the hunter's cabin and washed all the eggs that were still warm.

Yue Chan was not idle either. After the man got up and left, she also got out of bed and washed up. Perhaps because she had had the same experience, she skillfully used an iron drill to poke the fire, using dark red embers and sawdust, to make the fire burn again.

The fire pit was burning brightly, so I cleaned the clay pot and boiled a pot of water.

After Cizhou came back with many quail eggs, the two continued to divide the work and work together to grind the thick noodles into finer pieces, mix them with water to form a dough, stretch them into individual noodles and put them into the boiling clay pot.

At first, the boiling hot water in the clay pot fell silent, but soon began to roar again. The moon cicada quickly used long chopsticks made by peeling off two branches to scoop out the noodles and served them on the chipped black pottery.

Put it in a bowl and put it in front of the man.

Cizhou took it easily. The noodles without salt and oil were hard to swallow, but he was grinning. After a while, he reached into the fire pit with a spatula, pulled out a dozen cooked quail eggs, and threw them all in.

Inside the long tube made of a single bamboo section, it shook with a little force, and when the mouth of the tube was turned downwards, colorful eggshells and membranes were seen falling off one after another.

Not long after, a dozen cleanly peeled quail eggs, with a warm and jade-like color, were placed in front of the woman. They were steaming hot and fragrant, making anyone watching move their index fingers.

The moon cicada did not politely refuse, and swept away all the eggs that had been cooked by the hot embers of the fire pit like a whirlwind, and nodded with satisfaction.

While the woman stood up and moved her hands and feet to help her stomach digest and absorb the bird egg breakfast, Cizhou didn't stop there. Taking precautions, he used the remaining thick noodles to bake five or six noodles with a burnt aroma.

The bread will serve as solid food for the two days of traveling tomorrow.

Yue Chan didn't object when she came back, and even took the initiative to help and try to shorten the time of preparing flour and biscuits.

A quarter of an hour later, Cizhou tore off his wide sleeves and used them as a makeshift baggage. He put away all the baked bread, slung it across his back, and tied a slip knot on his chest.

Yue Chan cleaned the pottery pots and black pottery bowls, extinguished the embers in the fire pit, carefully sorted the debris in the hunter's cabin, sealed the smoke outlets on the roof, and used weeds to seal the corners and gaps.

Then he hung up the door bolt with satisfaction and turned around to leave.

She saw that the man was not only carrying dry food noodles, but also two long bamboo cups hanging in front of his chest. When she thought about it carefully, she realized that they were used to draw water, and she couldn't help but sigh to herself that she had neglected to calculate the same necessities for traveling in the world.

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"Let's go!" Cizhou stretched out his hand and gestured to hold the woman's hand, but Yuechan smiled and waved her hand away, walking ahead to explore the way.

The man withdrew his "helping hand" and looked at the red mark on the back of his hand to confirm the woman's seriousness and said secretly: "I'm very confident! It's been three days since we've been apart, so I'm impressed."

Although when the two were chatting, Yue Chan said that in another life, he would become a Taoist qigong practitioner by chance, and even rise up in troubled times and become a powerful Taoist general. The man did not not believe it, but still had reservations.

, now looking at the red back of my hand, I no longer have any hesitation.

Ci Zhou looked at the woman's back and thought of the palace martial arts of the Daughter Kingdom. He himself benefited a lot, let alone Yue Chan himself, who had been the country's leader for a long time.

"I'm so stupid! With her memory, it can be called the walking martial arts canon of the Western Liang Kingdom. It's not the whole book, but at least half of it. That's the essence accumulated by the female heroes over countless years, so it shouldn't be underestimated!"

At this moment, Yue Chan noticed that there were no footsteps behind her and couldn't help but stop. When she looked back, she found the man staring at her blankly. She couldn't help but feel happy and said coquettishly: "Idiot! What are you looking at?

Look, hurry up and catch up!"

Only then did Ci Zhou react. He let out a cry, and quickly used the body skills he had honed over several months of traveling through the mountains of Us Tibet. His whole body was like a tiger rushing down the mountain, and after three breaths, he was surrounded by a gust of wind.

, appears next to a woman.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked hand in hand in a tacit understanding. They left the hunter's cabin on the edge of the deep mountain forest and went down the mountain.

As soon as he left the land of lush vegetation, Cizhou's unusually sharp ears heard the crisp sound of metal weapons chopping each other hard from the side and in front.

He immediately took a step forward, stretched out his hand to protect Yue Chan, who had not yet regained his full strength, and whispered in a low voice: "There is a situation!"

Women have a very high sense of danger. Although they have not reached the level of "the most sincere way to predict danger," they are still aware of the battle taking place nearby.

She glanced sideways at the man. When unexpected danger comes, it's great to have someone she can rely on!

The two of them held their breath in tacit agreement and quietly touched the place where the battle took place. They were suddenly shocked by what they found.

A group of more than a dozen little guys, only waist-high as ordinary people, were surrounded by dozens of goblins (goblins) with gray-green skin and evil shapes. The battle was very fierce, and from time to time, people on both sides were injured.

Seeing the legendary creature for the first time, Moon Chan blurted out in surprise: "Goblin? Halfling?"

The woman's scream touched both sides of the battle. Five or six goblins looked back and forgot about the enemy on the opposite side. They were immediately stabbed by the sharp dagger and fell to the ground.

In an instant, the large group of goblins split into two groups, most of which continued to surround and kill the "halflings". A dozen tall, short, fat and thin goblins rushed towards the two humans like crazy.
Chapter completed!