Mountains and seas can be flat

In fact, it was a fake poison. It was just a jar of snail corpses, chopped up by Fang Zheng and moved into this small jar.

Teng Mao immediately scratched his throat like crazy, pointing angrily: "You!"

Fang Zheng said coldly: "Even if you can vomit, what about the others? Go tell them the truth now, will they still listen to you?"

Teng Mao strangled Fang Zheng's neck in despair: "What are you going to do!"

Fang Zheng coughed: "Strangle lightly, there will be no antidote if strangled to death."

Fujimao found that this was exactly the same as what the boy said when he was in trouble on the first day——

"You mean!" she roared.

Fang Zheng was surprised that there is such a word in this era, nodded and said: "I am so despicable."

Tengmao let go of his hand angrily, and said angrily: "How can we give the antidote?" She suddenly realized: "Anyway, the antidote is with Elder Wuxu, we will try one by one—"

Fang Zhengdao: "Then be killed by the medicine first? I will keep the antidote for you. I did this because I am a person who keeps my word—"

Tengmao's eyes widened, as if he wanted to stab this brazen guy to death, but he ignored it and continued to raise his voice——

"I'm a man of my word. I'll tell you how to kill Xiaoyang. But in order not to lose my usefulness and be silenced by you, I have to find another amulet—you and those female hunters must protect me." Good me. If my injury is not healed, I will not be able to detoxify you. Don't worry, it will be harmless in the short term, and I don't want to procrastinate.

The young man clung to Teng Mao's ear, explained the method of hunting Xiaoyang, and then lay back on the bed comfortably, and was about to rest, but was grabbed by Teng Mao who was already on the verge of the limit of his anger.

"Come with us! If the method doesn't work, everyone will die there! Don't even try to escape!"

"I'm not going, my injury can't help tormenting, don't you want to detoxify earlier?"

"Let's talk before everyone dies!"

Fang Zheng thought, well, these women are going crazy.

"You!" Fujimao said angrily, "We wouldn't do anything to you! But you don't believe anyone, you insist on doing such unnecessary things! You despicable and dark guy!"

Fang Zheng let her say it coldly, but he just didn't believe it.

Knowing that good people keep their promises, it is a simple and pleasant way to solve things.

But he didn't believe it, he couldn't believe it.

I couldn't believe it since many years ago.He can only spray out a belly full of bad water and poisonous juice, poisoning all the enemies to death, and not even a blade of grass can grow.

Fang Zheng followed Teng Mao and the others on the road the next day.

In fact, most of his injuries have healed, and his daily walking is basically fine, but he still pretends to be limping.He picked a palm-sized bone fork as a dagger protection, it is not big, easy to break, tribal women usually use it to polish bone needles or trim hair and nails.

According to Fang Zheng's comparison, other female hunters used wooden forks, some bone forks, and the heaviest stone axes.Large weapons are blunt, equivalent to moving stones; but small bone forks are better than thin, which is the sharpest weapon that stones can grind into when iron cannot be smelted.

His strength has not fully recovered now. If he really encounters a large beast, of course it will be a matter of chance rather than strength. This is the reason why he chooses the small bone fork.

The hunting range of the tribal women is about ten miles, and Xiaoyang's territory is a small hill in the east swamp.Xiaoyang is a beast in the shape of a baboon. If it is a well-trained male hunter in the suzerain country, it is not difficult to deal with it.However, these women in the tribe suffered from malnutrition for a long time, and their equipment was very simple.Naturally, I dare not mess with it.

There are two tall fences outside the tribe. The outer layer is a stone wall, and the inner layer is made of wood, with upside-down forks, which can resist most animals.There are indeed no large beasts in this territory, and the truly ferocious beasts are all on the outskirts of the Zhannu tribe.It's dozens of miles away.

The tribe is in four directions, east, west, north, south, east and north leading to different war slave tribes, west is a forest that the suzerain state forbids them to set foot in, there are soldiers from Badian state guarding the only way, and the south leads to the suzerain state territory, which is also guarding the land. Heavy.

They usually go east or north for hunting, and there are war slave tribes as outposts, which can filter out many large beasts.

Fang Zheng observed the wild scenery and recognized prey such as water birds, otters, and zebras. They were all alert and fled far away.

The east hill where Xiaoyang was located had to trek through a swamp.This is a path that Tengmao and the others are familiar with.

"What should I do if I accidentally go astray?" Fang Zheng felt the stone road under the swamp road, which can be described as "crossing the river by feeling the stones".

Manmao said casually: "It's okay, it doesn't fall too deep, it just reaches the waist."

Teng Mao gave her a hard look, and reprimanded: "Although most of the places are not deep, there are some narrow holes that are very deep."

Fang Zheng pointed to the seemingly dry shore in the distance of the swamp again: "Why don't you go there?"

Teng Mao shook his head: "You can't leave, the suzerain country doesn't allow it."

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes in his heart and thought it was really hard-hearted, since there is no one watching over the suzerain country here, they can go whichever way they like.However, before he could think further, bubbles suddenly popped up in front of him.

Tengmao hastily untied a little of the rope from the leather belt, shaking out some brown powder to the front.

Fang Zheng was surprised and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Don't move!" Teng Mao snapped, reminding Fang Zheng and the female hunters behind.Fang Zheng saw where the brownish-yellow powder fell, the "bubble" bubbles were moving, and a trace of mud appeared at the bottom of the swamp, passing by Teng Mao, passing by Fang Zheng and other female hunters in turn, and then buried down.

Fang Zheng's expression froze, the moving mud trace was a living creature.

Fang Zheng had quick eyes and quick hands. Taking advantage of the fact that Tengmao hadn't tied up the leather bag, he immediately smelled a strong smell of sulfur when he pulled it over, and he suddenly realized——

"It's realgar!" He looked back at the place where the trace disappeared, and said in shock, "Snake?"

With a sullen face, Teng Mao put away the leather pocket without saying a word.Fang Zheng looked at the flat swamp for the first time—there seemed to be strings of "bubbling" bubbles in the distance, and he broke out in a cold sweat after realizing it.

He looked again at the seemingly dry shore of the marsh in the distance, smacked the vines that said "not allowed by the suzerain country", and thought with a wry smile, what kind of "big country" is this?

After walking for a while, Teng Mao gave another "spit" to express his bad luck, and directed the female hunter behind to detour.

Fang Zheng only saw two nostrils looming in front of him. Judging from the small nostrils and eyes, it should be a hippopotamus that likes to soak in the mud.

"Carbon charcoal beast." Tengmao called the hippopotamus in this way, "Don't provoke it, go back."

Hippos are gentle herbivores, but because of their size, they tend to overwhelm their path.The rough skin and thick flesh make it inconvenient to hunt, so female hunters regard the charcoal beast as an unlucky symbol.

Fang Zheng thought that hippos, like rhinos, are herbivores and like to soak in the mud. The difference is that rhinos have horns on their heads. There are snakes and hippos in the yellow mud of this swamp. It seems that the ecological level is very rich.

In the distance, the "hippopotamus" slowly poked its head out of the mud, and Fang Zheng suddenly felt that something was wrong—he saw the faces of Teng Mao and others turned pale at the same time, and let out a miserable cry.

—That's not a hippopotamus at all.

At first glance, Fang Zheng thought it was a rhinoceros, because it had a horn on the top of its head, but the horn was broken, so it couldn't be seen when it was buried in the mud just now.Now when I slowly rise up, I can see the stubble on the top of my head, which is black.

But Fang Zheng immediately realized that this was not a rhinoceros either. Although it had the same horns as a rhinoceros, it opened its mouth wide, revealing the sharp teeth that belonged to the Terminator Predator—it was a carnivore.

Carnivorous one-horned rhino - also known as "si".Its skin was as strong as iron, and as it gradually emerged from the swamp with a hillock-like body, Fang Zheng was shocked to find that the ancient one-horned carnivorous rhinoceros stood up to be as tall as a man!Hairless, livid-brown, covered with tough hide.I don't know why its unicorn was broken, the wound is still fresh.It opened its mouth wide to reveal the fangs of a carnivore, and raised its thick meaty hooves like round bowls.

"Why is there si here!"

The female hunters screamed repeatedly, facing the terrifying predator, they threw close-quarters spears, long forks and bone darts one after another.But their weapons are all made of wood and bone, and most of them are hit on the strong leather.

"Run! Run fast! It won't be able to catch up!" Fang Zheng hasn't been frightened yet. Compared with a group of flustered female hunters who have never learned how to hunt such a giant beast, Fang Zheng can quickly think about the giant beast habit.

With such a large size, if other habits are similar to rhinos, then it must be slow in action.To stay in the swamp is to sit on the sidelines.

I don't know what interrupted its ambush. Anyway, if they run with all their strength now, the other party may not be able to catch up with them.

Fang Zheng took the lead in running back, and he occasionally felt unstable on the soles of his feet.I wondered if the stone road was used too much.

When Fang Zheng was running the same way, a large number of bubbles suddenly appeared in the mud behind him.The sound of gurgling——

Amidst the violent noise, the stone road began to sink and break, and after hearing screams of "ah" from time to time, the female hunter behind was swallowed by the mud in the blink of an eye.Firstly, it has been soaked and worn by the mud for a long time, secondly, it cannot bear the weight due to the hasty running, and thirdly, it may be the snakes in the mud.

After the stone road was broken, some people panicked and stepped on the ground. They didn't just fall "waist", but unfortunately fell into a deep small hole.

After a while, five or six hunters were trapped, and only two were caught up by Si, but more than half were swallowed by the swamp, and bitten by snakes after sinking.

Behind Tengmao Hall, she was one of the first to be chased by Si, but he dodged the first wave of offensive, and the other two female hunters who were also in the rear suffered.Seeing the death of the person beside him, Tengmao yelled, and stabbed the heavy bone fork towards the side, and accurately pierced the eye of the ominous beast.

The ferocious beast roared tyrannically. It pressed the half-horn of the stubble against the waist of another female hunter. Its huge body drove her into the mud and struggled. The middle slowly sank, and the sound of Gudong gradually weakened.

Tengmao let out a scream, and she fled to the other side like crazy, as if she was stuck in the mud, without a sound.

Fang Zheng was at the front of the team, and all the panicked people around were swallowed up by the swamp.Fang Zheng was hanging dangerously on a precarious rock. If his center of gravity was unstable or he stepped on the wrong side, he would sink in like everyone else.

He felt that this way of origin was unstable just now, and his intuition was not wrong.He took every step very carefully.

Although Si's movement speed is not fast, it has strong explosive power, and can quickly chase and bite the prey that is hard to defend in a short range. Fang Zheng's pace slowed down, and he was caught up by Si in a short time.

With a strong fishy smell close at hand, Fang Zheng pulled out his muddy leg from the swamp, and kicked at Si's jaw which was close at hand - it wasn't that he hit the stone with a pebble without knowing what to do, he just had to find a stepping stone. Use your feet.The marshes are sparse, and not a single clean stone can be found.Fang Zheng had no choice but to take the risk.

Si probably didn't expect that this kid not only didn't run, but also kicked himself under the chin.Although this is no different from a few tons of weight and thick and rough leather.But Fang Zheng jumped up with the force of that kick, and jumped onto the only solid high ground in the yellow soup for miles - the back of this horse.

As soon as Fang Zheng jumped up, he hugged the broken horn on the top of its head tightly.Si kept howling wildly, kicking left and right, trying to shake Fang Zheng off.But he stuck to it like a magnet, no matter how uncomfortable the bumps were, he would not let go of the hand holding the broken horn.Fortunately, the broken horn was enough for his arm to wrap around tightly.

Si will not sink in the swamp because of its wide soles, which make the pressure evenly distributed.The swamp is only about one meter deep, and at most it doesn't reach the bottom of Si's legs, so it becomes its natural bathing habitat.However, there are also some bottomless pits around the trap, generally speaking, they are only the size of air holes, not as big as the soles of its feet. If it loses balance and tramples around, it may collapse.So even though Fang Zheng hugged it on top of its head, Si still didn't dare to let go of his full strength, and let Fang Zheng ride on its back to do nothing.

Fang Zheng clenched its horns tightly with one hand, secretly pumped out a fist, and hit the skin and flesh of Si's head, which made the back of his fist go numb, as if he had hit a wall of leather, but he didn't It caused too much damage to the si-the head is its strongest skin, and it is covered with a few inches thick hard skull, which is the protection evolved over thousands of years.

Although there was nothing he could do, Fang Zheng's move disrupted Si's steps.Si stomped into the mud with a roar.The stones and the swamp sank together, revealing a gap that sucked all the water slurry stones down, and the sinking became bigger and bigger, and the shore trembled.It must be that the air holes under the swamp collapsed and joined together, tearing out a huge sinkhole.The surrounding mud can't help but tilt towards it.

After the mud was sucked down, numerous animal skeletons buried under the swamp were exposed. Thousands of skeletons were like white waterfalls, and hundreds of entangled flower snakes twisted and slowly moved towards the sinkhole.

The si turned around and fled, so as not to be sucked down by the hole with the mud, and ran wildly in the opposite direction, Fang Zheng was still clinging to its broken horn.

The sinkholes are also gradually refilled with mud and skeletons.But that piece of land must never be set foot on again.The hunting lost a lot this time. The stone road, which had been solid in the past, was actually loose in so many places today.The sag just now is still slowly swallowing mud until it fills the gap below. The sag itself is not big, only about ten feet wide, but the void caused by the disappearance of the fluid below it affects the surrounding swamp. Slowly revolving swirly threads are associated.The larger the thread circle, the deeper the cavity below the vortex, and the more mud is required to fill it.

Looking for a few miles as far as the eye can see, the thread can't see the edge, just like the ripples caused by a heavy rain.The mud and bones in this area will be slowly swallowed by the pit below in the next few days or even years.Fang Zheng shuddered—what is under the hole, and why is it so deep?

Not only the power of nature shocked Fang Zheng, but also man-made problems seriously troubled him at the moment.

He hugged Si's broken horn tightly, and after careful observation, he found that the fresh stubble on that horn was very smooth.It seems that it was cut off by a very sharp weapon recently, and the fracture is a clear ring-shaped pattern, which represents the age of the horn growing one circle every year, which is the same as the annual ring of a tree.Judging from the wheel pattern, this si is about ten years old.Fang Zheng doesn't know what stage this is equivalent to in human beings, anyway, judging from its running posture, it is still very strong.

The one-horned giant rhino that is still recorded in later generations is as hard as ivory-a treasure collected by poachers with hacksaws.

In other words, the hardness of the weapon that cut off Si's horn was comparable to steel.Of course, the people of this tribe cannot be refined. The humid and rainy climate here cannot even melt copper and iron.Fang Zheng's heart was pounding: In this era, there is actually someone who has mastered such a brilliant smelting technology?Who is it, and why did you cut off Si's unicorn?Where is it now?

What's more, the mirror-like smooth fracture does not even have vellus-like serrations, and it was cut off instantly.Judging from the sawing process of modern ivory: even if it is steel, it takes the strength of two adult men to hold the saw teeth and saw it bit by bit.The horns are thicker and bigger than adult ivory. What kind of strength is it that can be chopped off like tofu?

The author has something to say:

Your expectations are coming soon.This is called pad rendering.