In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

Under the warm invitation of Rick and Ali, Hua Die quickly nodded and agreed to go back to the mountain grape forest with them.

"It's interesting to think about it," Huadie smiled happily with her eyes bent. "It's been a long time since I met so many new friends."

Fatty looked at her vigilantly: "The animals in the vine forest are very friendly, don't mess around - the cub of the mammoth also lives in the vine forest, if you make him cry, even if there is a tossing brown feather wind Tiger's good luck that time, he can't stay in the forest."

"The cub of a mammoth? That's great!" Huadie's eyes lit up, "I've wanted to study the power of nature for a long time!"

The butterfly who was selectively deaf was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Did you listen to me? Don't mess around, you know!"

Rick and Ali quietly packed their things, their fluffy ears pricked up, curiously overhearing the bickering and quarreling between Fat Pang and Butterfly, who were rarely deflated, looked at each other, and then giggled softly.

The gloomy mountain peak is far away from the grape grove, and it takes three or two days to reach it even if Rick and his party are not too slow to climb over seven mountains.

"So coming through the undercurrent is the fastest way," Huadie said plausibly, shaking its tentacles, "I finally persuaded the diamond fish to help me."

Fatty rolled his eyes angrily. He was already tired from the quarrel just now, and now he was lying on the tip of the fox's tail, holding a cup of leaves to drink nectar water. While drinking, he disliked the taste of nectar.

"We've got to hurry up," Rick said, "the gourd baboons must be worried."

They originally planned to go fishing and return to the stone house in one day. Who would have thought that they would end up staying in the gloomy mountain for such a long time.Although he asked the birds on the mountain to send a letter to the grape forest on the second day after arriving at the gloomy peak, he disappeared for nearly ten days, and the gourd baboon king was probably in a hurry to circle around in the forest again.

Fortunately, there were two big bosses, Pang Pang and Hua Die, so they didn't have to worry about the dangers they might encounter on the road. They speeded up their pace day and night, and at noon the next day, they returned to the mountain grape grove smoothly.

At this time, the mountain grape grove is extremely lively, and animals of various colors come and go, most of them carry rattan baskets and backpacks, walking together, talking and laughing affectionately.A vulture was walking on the ground with its head held high, sharp-eyed saw Rick and the others coming from a distance, waved its wings, gracefully took off its black top hat, and greeted them.

Rick waved his paw happily at him too.The butterfly next to him had bright eyes: "What's that on his head? I want it too!"

Her doubts didn't last long. After entering the mountain grape forest, small animals wearing handsome short jackets or beautiful skirts can be seen everywhere. There are many vine tables beside the big trees, and animals of various races set up stalls selling a variety of goods.Not far away, there was a large roll of washed wool on the stall of the Curly Sun Goat. A snow wolf stood in front of the stall and seriously discussed with the Curly Sun Goat the question of "does this wool smell like sheep?"

Jumping off the fox's head and looking left and right curiously, the squirrel exclaimed, "Since when are there so many sellers here?"

"Is this the point of the problem?" Huadie was shocked, "That wolf is trading wool with the sheep! Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf are not so outrageous!"

"The mountain grape forest is where miracles happen," hearty laughter sounded from behind Hua Die. "Of course, our military adviser is the miracle little fox Benhu!"

"King!" Rick and Ali yelled at the same time, and jumped over happily, climbed onto the shoulder of the Gourd Baboon King, and rubbed his head affectionately.

"Remember to tell them next time you go out," Calabash Baboon King patted them with a smile, "you suddenly disappeared, but Zhu Yi was so scared that he almost ran out of the bear's hut crying, and the whole family sent out the whole forest to look for you gone."

"But your majesty, don't you also agree to leave the mountain grape grove to find a military adviser?" The gourd baboon behind him scratched the back of his head foolishly, and asked doubtfully, "And you cried too."

"I'm still talking, don't interrupt!" The gourd baboon king became furious, waved his hand to drive away the honest gourd baboon, cleared his throat, and emphasized solemnly, "I didn't cry! It was because the wind was too strong at that time!"

Rick and Ali nodded while suppressing a smile.

Of course, the Gourd Baboon King saw the narrow smile in the little fox's eyes, blushed, and quickly changed the subject: "This is Lord Wanhua, right? Welcome to the mountain grape forest! Do you want something to eat?"

Butterfly: ...

Why do the animals in the mountain grape forest speak first whether they want to eat or not?

"Hello, just call me Huahua." She smiled shyly, her tone was as gentle as water, "It's better to see it after hearing it for a long time. The mountain grape forest is really beautiful and lively. It deserves to be the territory of the gourd baboons who are famous for their wisdom."

Being praised by the powerful lord butterfly of the gloomy mountain, the gourd baboon king was flattered: "Really? As long as you like it, let me show you around!"

The two of them walked away talking and laughing, and the little fox, who was frightened by the sound of the butterfly, jumped back to the ground and looked at their backs in shock.

"What's going on?" He said with a messy face, "Should we remind King Gourd Baboon?"

Ah Li scratched her ear: "Sister Huahua should be reasonable... right?"

In the end, he wasn't even sure.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, hesitated for a moment, and then ran forward in unison—no matter what, let's follow up first!

……

Although I want to take the butterfly to visit the whole mountain grape forest, but now the gourd baboons are really busy, farming, breeding, hunting, and always looking after the safety of the mountain grape forest, and dealing with disputes between animals of various races, so the gourd baboon king is gone. After a while, several gourd baboons came to report to him what needed to be dealt with.

"Rick and the others are here, so I don't need to trouble you to accompany me," Hua Die saw his busyness, and said sweetly, "I can go shopping by myself."

The gourd baboon king nodded, feeling very moved.Although this butterfly lord is beautiful and tough, he has a really good temper and a gentle personality!

The gourd baboon king who left in a hurry did not see the weird and mysterious smile on Hua Die's face.Fatty, Rick, and Ali who came from behind were busy looking for the gourd baboons to get back the sand coins they put in the mountain grape forest, and they didn't pay attention to her expression, they just discussed with great interest what to buy.

Walking to the booth of the Snow Wolf Clan, the little wolf who was selling iced tea saw Rick, hurriedly left the booth, ran over happily, howled and licked the saliva all over the little fox's face: "Rick Rick! You're finally back! Come get some drinks!"

He held four cups of freshly made and still steaming honey-sweet fruit tea, and raised his paws to serve Rick obediently.

Rick stroked the little wolf's head, bent his eyes to take it, and took a sip. He immediately felt that the fatigue of the journey was melted away by the sweet iced tea, and he couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

Even Rick thinks it's delicious, let alone a butterfly that only eats nectar.At first, she just sniffed it curiously, then poked the straw into the bamboo tube reservedly, and took a shallow sip.

Then his eyes lit up, he didn't even care about his manners for a while, he stuffed his whole head into the bamboo tube, exerting a lot of force.

After drinking the whole bamboo tube of sweet tea in one gulp, she was still unsatisfied, and glanced at the booth over there, as if she wanted to move all the drinks to her side.

"It costs money to buy things here, and fights are not allowed," Pang Pang knew her best. Seeing Hua Die's expression, he knew what she wanted to do. , "I have a lot of sand dollars! For your poverty, I will cover all your expenses, please thank me soon!"

"No, no, no," the little wolf waved his claws repeatedly, wagging his tail cutely, "You are all Rick's friends, you can drink whatever you want, and you don't need to pay sand dollars!"

"I said I have to pay!" Pangpang finally found a chance to show off his power in front of his old friends, but was suddenly interrupted by the little wolf, who waved his claws angrily, and took out a large pile of sand from his backpack. Coins, proudly, "These are yours, give us the iced tea!"

The little wolf stared dumbfounded at the sand coins in front of him, feeling that this was more than the entire family of the Snow Wolf Clan had saved: "Ah? You, are you sure?"

"Of course!" Fatty put his hips on his hips. From the corner of his eye, he saw that Rick seemed to want to stop himself. He raised his head arrogantly and urged the little wolf, "Hurry up and make iced tea!"

Little wolf turned his head three times a step, and ran back to the booth hesitantly.

After a while, nearly a hundred bamboo tubes filled with sweet iced tea were placed in front of Pangpang, shaking his ears a little embarrassedly: "There are no extra bamboo tubes, and I will pack it for you after you drink the rest." ?"

Fatty: "..."

"Who do you want to invite so many sweet iced teas?" The little fox suppressed a smile and complained, "Mr. Whale in the deep sea next door?"

In the end, Huadie was drinking sweet iced tea leisurely, while watching Rick, Ali and Pangpang give the unfinished iced tea to the gourd baboons stationed nearby, holding the money bag that Pangpang handed over, happily Look left and right in the grape forest.

Ah Li also wanted to go to the forest market. He tugged the little fox's ear expectantly: "There is a seller of flying feather wind chimes over there! Let's go and have a look!"

They stopped and went, bought wind bells made of beautiful feathers at the stall of the White Peacock tribe, bought lightning fruits that can temporarily increase the running speed at the stall of the Red Spotted Leopard, and bought gold bells made of gold at the stall of the Leopard Leopard. Finally, the little fox's backpack was bulging and could no longer hold anything, so they regretfully walked into the cave where the gourd baboons slept.

"Why did you buy that little golden stone?" The squirrel asked curiously, "Because it looks good?"

"Gold can be made into various weapons after melting," Rick answered him, and then sighed enviously, "The leopard's racial skill is to make gold, which is amazing!"

The squirrel tilted its head, not understanding why this racial skill that forest animals recognized as useless surprised Rick: "Where are we going?"

"Go to the Gourd Baboon King, and then go to the Mushroom Fat Cow, first ask about the core of the magic." The little fox sighed in distress, bypassed the big tree next to him, and dexterously jumped to the entrance of the cave.

This matter had to be settled first, and if the inspectors really got the magic core, whether it was them, gourd baboons, bears, or other close animals, I'm afraid they would all face annihilation.