Of Mountains and Rivers

In the darkness, Chu Huan put an arrow on the bowstring and stood guard, while Nanshan began to search for various subtle traces in place.

Nanshan pushed aside a clump of leaves, and a dead snake suddenly fell from it. He paused for a while, squinting his eyes and staring at the dead snake under his feet. Long gone.

"Nanshan," Chu Huan who was standing on the side suddenly asked, "Why is this forest so quiet, not even the sound of insects?"

Because the surroundings were too quiet, Chu Huan involuntarily lowered his voice when he spoke. At this time, he should be glad that the person with him at this time is Nanshan. Kneeling in fright.

Nanshan picked up the dead snake on the ground. It had no wounds on its body, and it kept opening its mouth to bite. It became a snake zombie with its mouth open, and its eyes had already festered.

Suddenly there was a small night wind blowing all around, which made the branches tremble. Chu Huan couldn't help but made a subconscious aiming action. For some reason, he remembered the sentence Nanshan said in his ear, "Every time you meet, you must People die, without exception."

Suddenly, Nanshan saw a mark at the bottom of the trunk: "What is this?"

Chu Huan walked in with the light of the lighter and saw that it was a sign—danger.

You don't need to guess, you know that this is what Yuan Ping left behind. The question is, can other intelligent creatures here understand his warning signs?

Why did Yuan Ping draw the mark so low?

Had he ever been lurking here?

Yuan Ping's strokes were light and sometimes heavy, extremely hasty, with several sharp scratches on the side, and stopped abruptly at the last stroke.

There were traces of being crushed on the wet grass, and when he pushed through the dense bushes, Chu Huan saw a deep imprint of one day inside, which was the trace of a person's toes stuck out when he was dragged away.

Chu Huan took a step back, looked up the tree in the direction of the arrow inserted into the tree, and reconstructed the situation at that time based on the clues - if Xiaofang, Bangchui, Dashan and Yuan Ping were together at that time, Then coming here, some unexpected danger must have occurred, forcing them to separate and hide.

Among them, Yuan Ping is lying under the big tree, and a man with a bow and arrow is on the tree, which just forms a diagonal line.The position where Xiaofang's headband falls forms horns with these two positions, so these four people should form a quadrilateral, able to cover each other.

What did they encounter?

Are you still alive?

What made Yuan Ping so hasty to leave a simple mark?

Chu Huan believed that both the mountain guards and the gate guards were good at concealment, so why were they discovered so easily?

If...if it was that big guy just now, why didn't they find the two of them on the tree?

Chu Huan's eyes slowly fell on the marks that were scratched out by sharp claws at the root of the big tree, and suddenly shivered - no, it's not that it didn't notice it, maybe it just left temporarily to make a mark.

So how many talented big guys are there in this silent forest?

Nanshan followed his gaze and immediately understood, grabbed Chu Huan's arm: "Go!"

Both of their steps were extremely light, yet they were still unbearably heavy in the silent jungle.

Chu Huan: "So this is a social animal?"

Nanshan: "No, it used to be alone, and when I took people down the mountain for inspection a year ago, there was no such thing in this mountain."

A world full of dangers is not terrible, what is terrible is that the map of this dangerous world is actually changing with each passing day than the advertisements in the subway window.

The gatekeeper usually doesn't go down to the mountain gate, it's a dead house, and the gatekeeper is away more than half of the year, which means they can't even find a reliable guide now.

Chu Huan had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask: "Then where is their weakness? How to fight? Can you blind some of them? How about speed?"

"Its 'eyes' are harder than stones, and its speed is not as fast as that of the sound beast, but it is not slow to run, and its weak point lies in the lower abdomen..." Nan Shan paused, "Well, that's it."

"Where?" After Chu Huan asked casually, he immediately reacted, and he didn't know where he was in a mess.

What he regrets the most now is that he didn't inherit the mantle of the "Eighteen Ways of Lifting Yin Feet" of the street hooligans.

The sound of footsteps suddenly came from a distance, still heavy, but far more hurried than before, there were many people coming, almost surrounded from all directions.

It's probably meaningless to hide, the sense of smell of these things is far better than they imagined.

Nan Shan stopped and tied the wrists of the two together with Xiao Fang's long braided rope: "Close your eyes."

Chu Huan put away the bow and arrow, took out the short knife and spikes, and closed his eyes. For a while, the sound of vibrations, footsteps getting closer, hesitating low growls, and even his own heartbeat, all became more and more serious. clear up.

"No matter what happens, don't open your eyes." Nanshan told him.

Chu Huan's throat moved slightly: "There is no blood here, and there is no trace of too much struggle. Is it possible that they are still alive... um."

He was halfway through speaking, when suddenly his mouth was blocked by something soft and soft, and Chu Huan was stunned.

Nanshan... Kissed him?

Finally, Nanshan couldn't bear to do what he had always wanted to do, and went all out with a feeling of being on the verge of breaking the boat—although it was released at the touch of a button, and no one even had time to recollect it.

For a while, neither of the two made a sound. After Chu Huan was stunned, he suddenly found that Nanshan's hand tied to him was trembling imperceptibly. His heart softened, and he shook Nanshan's hand weakly :"be careful."

While speaking, the sound of heavy and procrastinating footsteps approaching, a strange roar sounded 20 meters away, followed by the second and third...

The monster's cry was relayed around like an echo.

The two people tied together shielded their own vision, so they couldn't see—the entire forest around them was full of monsters with eyes all over their bodies. They were of different sizes, and their bodies were covered with vertical eyes like cold-blooded animals. All eyes are fixed on the two people in the middle.

The two of them are in the shadow of trees, like a small boat caught in the ocean.

The endless monsters in the darkness will cause great pressure to people. Chu Huan and Nanshan don't even have extra cloth heads to cover their eyes, so they can only rely on their willpower to carry their desperate will to open their eyes.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a moment, and suddenly, the originally low roar was suddenly raised, and a "buzz" hit the heart. Chu Huan clearly felt the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitch, but he still held back.

Several monsters seemed to have accepted the signal to charge, and rushed towards them from several directions. With their eyes closed, it was impossible to tell which was in front and which was behind, but the rope on Chu Huan's wrist was caught by Nanshan. With a pull, Nanshan headed straight for the place where the first roar came from.

That was probably the head of this group of monsters. When Chu Huan realized that he was still trying to distinguish the environment and orientation through hearing, Nanshan had already locked on to the leader of the other party without any scruples. Although Nanshan has always presented the image of a tolerant and even somewhat gentle patriarch, the things his mother left him in his bones have not been wiped out.

Perhaps only at certain critical junctures can people get a glimpse of some clues.

Startled, Chu Huan followed immediately, and at the same time adjusted his mental state as much as possible, simulating and judging Nanshan's next move. The two of them are tied together now, and no one can see them. If they do their own things, they will only hinder each other.

A "chuckle" sounded next to Chu Huan's ear, and the knife in Nanshan's hand hit something. At that moment, Chu Huan concentrated all his energy on his ear, and subconsciously turned his head to the side—the golden stone. The sound is the opponent's claws.However, the blade didn't hurt the opponent at all. Chu Huan grabbed Nanshan's elbow and pushed his arm hard. The monster's claws were deflected by the two of them and fell to the ground.

Chu Huan had no choice but to comfort himself. Although he couldn't cut it, he could still sprain his feet.

His Ah Q spirit hadn't reached the end yet, when suddenly, there was a chill down his back—there was roaring, footsteps, and vibrations everywhere. For people who are not usually blind, the hearing system is almost impossible. In a mess, in this case, it is not hearing, but intuition that is useful.

At the moment when his body was alerted, Chu Huan jumped up from behind and threw Nanshan down. The two of them rolled out together and passed by a sharp wind. It was empty, and hit the head and face of the sprained foot at the beginning.

Hearing a desperation-like roar, the monster who was accidentally injured by his companions was furious, and the ground trembled and the ground was shaken with its claws. The mud in the forest was flying around, and Nanshan instinctively slashed forward. , sideways in front of Chu Huan.

Unexpectedly, the anger was not aimed at them, and the two monsters pinched together on the spot.

Apparently the commander felt that being slapped by his companion was unforgivable, so he decided to get rid of the outsiders first, so he staged a full martial arts performance. Among Chu Huan and Nanshan, some fought with the same kind for no reason, and some went around in circles for no apparent reason.

Sure enough, even in such a world of Sparta, God is fair, giving them an extremely hard shell and fighting power against the sky, will inevitably deprive them of part of their brains.

The two of them groped among the monsters with their eyes closed as if trying to survive, and the surrounding trees were their best coordinates. Even though Chu Huan had a keen intuition, he couldn't use it as an infrared receiver, which can be described as embarrassing.

All the while, the monster slammed into him. The tonnage of that thing was like a car, and it was like a car accident when it was hit.

Chu Huan staggered and fell to the ground, and the monster's sharp claws swept over him. Chu Huan was almost unable to avoid it, so he had to draw out the sharp thorns and lay them in front of him. Two pieces, Nanshan pulled the rope abruptly, insisting to pull him into his arms, but he was too strong in his desperation, and directly broke the tied rope.

As soon as the rope was broken, the two of them separated habitually. The monster's sharp claws brushed against Chu Huan's back, and there was a burning pain.

"Nanshan!"

In the chaos, he seemed to hear Nanshan responding to his shout, but the exact location could not be judged. However, the hordes of monsters did not give him a chance to stay where they were, and the chaotic footsteps kept shaking his eardrums, as if they would come at any moment. Come over and step on him, thinking of the deep pit-like hole on the ground, Chu Huan didn't want to become a sieve at all, he rolled under the feet of countless monsters, his shirt finally turned into a ball of rags, freshly baked beggar gang Wearing a bohemian-style long-sleeved hollow dress fluttering in the wind, Elder Eight Bags finally touched a life-saving tree.

He grasped the big tree with ten fingers suddenly, couldn't see anything, and climbed up completely relying on the strength of his fingers, feeling like he was almost a gecko.

However, the monster refused to give him a second to breathe. He had just climbed a few meters when he heard the sound of digging roots from below. He stepped on the back of a monster, and with the help of the gravity of the fall from a high place, he stabbed the short knife in his hand into the rough skin and thick flesh of the monster's back.

The magic tool that can split the wind finally did not disappoint him. It was also his luck that the place where the knife was inserted happened to be in the gap between two pieces of armor. Huan threw it down, but the knife got stuck inside and could not be pulled out.

Chu Huan scolded his mother in his heart, this is the skill of pinching meat!

While struggling to maintain his balance, he pressed his feet against the monster's back, struggling desperately with the dagger like pulling a carrot. At this moment, the strong wind blew his clothes, and a monster saw his companion Suffering, he immediately drew his sword to help, and slapped him with a slap.

There was a fishy smell in the claws, maybe life and death can stimulate a person's powerful potential, Chu Huan let out a low cry, and pulled out the short knife alive, and then jumped off the monster while rolling and crawling.

Hearing a sound of "噗嗤", the monster's sharp claws slapped empty space, and directly pressed against the back of his companion. The long and sharp nails just pressed down on the knife edge that Chu Huan poked out, and Chu Huan immediately shook his head. He jumped out without looking back, and sure enough, there was an earth-shattering roar from behind, and the waist-thick tree was broken by the middle, fortunately he ran fast and was not crushed to death underneath.

Chu Huan: "Nanshan!"

This time, Nanshan's voice could not be heard at all.

Chu Huan suddenly became anxious. It would be nice to have a loudspeaker at a time like this. Even if it’s not that high-tech, it’s okay to have a flat film account!

He thought: "Forget it, let's go all out."

About to open your eyes.

At this moment, he heard a long, long horn—it was the horn of the flat film man he had just chanted.

Chu Huan suddenly didn't know whether he should cry or laugh, his crow's mouth was unprecedented, and before he opened his eyes, he was facing the ubiquitous wind and arrows.

It was like a wolf before a tiger, and now he had to choose whether to meet the wolf or the tiger.

Of course, no matter how you choose, the greatest possibility is to see hell.

At this moment, the second horn sounded, Chu Huan dodged his paw, and heard the sound of the horn playing a playful pattern. In the Suona element.

What kind of brain is this?

Chu Huan tripped and almost fell under the claws of the monster.

He struggled to avoid a bunch of monsters, jumped up a big tree again, jumped straight up and down, turned over on the back of the monster with his toes, and the monster whose head was trampled by him roared angrily. To chase after it, its companion had already pasted it with a paw, which just hit its head, and slapped the invulnerable head into its neck for more than half a meter, and it was unknown whether it could return or not.

He dodged and dodged dangerously in the middle of the monster, and galloped towards the direction where the trumpet sound came from.