Chapter 333 Life-saving Map

All afternoon, Feng Junyang wandered around the mountain spring doing nothing, as if he had not found the eyes on the other side at all. However, the person on the other side has never moved. He seems to be a small sculpture, hiding in the reeds, but his eyes are full of vitality, proving that he is still a living person.

He did not cross the spring, and the people in the reeds did not come out.

When dusk came, Feng Junyang turned around and left the mountain spring. At this time, the sky rolled up with dark clouds, and a heavy rain was coming.

Where will he live tonight? In such a large Valley of Flowers, he could only hide in big trees or caves. He was originally the owner of this valley... His handsome heart was as uncomfortable as a knife. Most of the rain in summer is thunderstorms. How many safety hazards are hidden in those towering trees and wet caves?

Those eyes saw him go away. Feng Junyang couldn't wait to turn around and find him and take him to a safe place. No matter what he has become now, he can guarantee that he will not be harmed in the future.

In the end, he did not do so. If Chasing Yue does not find Xie Lianqi's whereabouts today, he will definitely wade over and find the little flower slave from the reeds, but Chasing Yue knows that Xie Lianqi has reached the Hundred Flowers Valley, which is the spiritual support of Chasing Yue. If he scares Xie Lianqi away, I'm afraid it will be too difficult to find him again.

Even if the two can't meet, breathing the same air in the same valley is also a kind of happy compensation...

After going back, she visited Chasing the Moon. She leaned on the window and looked at the dark night sky. Feng Junyang walked to her side, but she didn't notice it. He thought about it and finally walked away. He didn't want to disturb her reverie and memories.

He walked into his room again, and the steaming potion was waiting for him. Xingmei conveyed the order of chasing the moon. In order to consolidate the effect this night, he must soak in the potion and add several potions halfway, which will make Xingmei and the others unable to sleep all night.

The temperature of the potion was just right, but after soaking in, there was no more itching. Instead, I felt a calm heat wave hitting the whole body, like soaking in a hot spring, as if I were in a cloud.

The comfortable feeling made him fall asleep quickly. In his dream, he shook an awning boat and sailed through thousands of mountains and rivers. The places he went were either purple bamboo forest or hundreds of flower valleys...

After Xingzhu came in to change the potion to wake him up, he could no longer sleep.

It has been raining outside, a little cool, and the water is dripping down on the eaves. Where will the flower slave Xie Lianqi be on such a wet night?

He couldn't help getting up and getting dressed and walking out of the door. He really couldn't bear to be like such a night. The flower slave was drenched and trembling outside, like a homeless kitten.

The sadness in his heart suddenly increased. Xie Lianqi, Chasing Yue and him were supposed to be a family with He*, but a big fire almost made their lives almost have no intersection. Although we are in the same place now, we can't recognize each other.

For some reason, he embarked on the road to the banyan trees again. Xie Lianqi should not be there, but he always feels that there is an invisible force to guide him on this road.

The road was dark, and the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves made this wet and cold night more lonely. Turning around the banana tree, a light suddenly flashed in front of me! He was overjoyed!

The light comes from the banyan tree group!

On this rainy night, Xie Lianqi finally couldn't resist the wet and cold air and returned to this habitat. That haystack like a dog kennel can give him temporary warmth and safety.

Feng Junyang tried his best to lightened his steps. He was afraid that the sudden noise would shock Xie Lianlia.

It's close. Although he made himself quieter, he could still hear his rapid breathing.

The flashing light turned out to be just a small horse lamp. It hangs on the banyan branches, shaking, and the faint light may go out at any time.

He looked under the root of the banyan tree, and he thought it would curl up a lonely little body.

But what he saw was different. There is no one in the haystack, but there is a burden!

That's something he can't be familiar with! That's the burden he wrapped around Long Fei's head! He jumped over almost ecstaticly and picked up the burden and opened it.

The mahogany sword fell on the grass and was silent. The head suddenly appeared in the bag, which made Feng Junyang a little afraid.

A stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

But he is a little strange. The head has been released for two days. Now the weather is hot. The head seems to be as fresh as it has just been cut off, without any smell. On the contrary, it emits a smell of vegetation.

But in an instant, he understood that Xie Lianqi must have taken away his burden and treated the head with corrosion.

Does Xie Lianqi know his purpose? Otherwise, will he tolerate his son killing people and embalming people's heads? Reasoning, according to the character of the "flower slave", he is timid and afraid of things, and will definitely throw away or bury this person's head.

After he embalmed the human head and put it in such a conspicuous place, did he know that Feng Junyang would definitely come here this night?

Does the blood relationship between father and son make them connect with each other in the dark? Feng Junyang wrapped the head and the mahogany sword. When he looked around, there was no shadow of Xie Lianjian. He knew that he had done what he thought he should do, kept his secrets and helped him heal his wounds. He would not appear in front of his eyes.

Thinking about this, I was very sorry and melancholy. I couldn't help sitting down in the place where Xie Lianqi once lay. How long has Xie Lianqi lived here in this place where he can't even raise his head? He couldn't stop gropeing for the haystack, but accidentally groped for something.

That's a white cloth. There is a red mark on it.

The dazzling red color with a bloody smell. Did he bite his broken hand and draw it? The red mark was tortuous and dense. At first, he couldn't see what Xie Lianqi wrote. But after approaching the horse lantern and looking at it carefully several times, he found that the red mark had made a heavy mark in one place, painting something in an arched cave. The more he looked at this place, the more he looked at the arched around the cloth, painted banana leaves, mountain springs...

This is a map!

What does Xie Lianqi leave a map for himself?

He must not be as simple as familiarizing himself with the terrain of Baihua Valley. He has discovered the secret of Feng Junyang. He should know that Feng Junyang does not belong to Baihua Valley for the time being, and he can't stay in Baihua Valley. But now that Baihua Valley is closed, he can't get out, and Xie Lianqi knows the organs of Baihua Valley...

Did he leave himself a picture of Baihua Valley?

He was very excited at the thought of this.

But he immediately held his ecstasy and searched carefully on this map. Soon he found that Xie Lianjian marked many places with a solid circle. He doesn't know what this solid circle means.

Count in a circle, there are hundreds! One of these hundreds of circles is the largest and most conspicuous, and its location is in the shape of a door.

This door should be the exit of Baihua Valley. With the impression of coming in for the first time, he found a lot of osmanthus trees as soon as he came in. Sure enough, a small osmanthus pattern was painted not far from the front of the door.

So many circular signs, is it the location of the organ? Is that safe or dangerous? He dared not take this risk one by one. In case it touches the organ, the consequences are unimaginable.

Xie Lianqi will definitely give him a clear message. He is so thoughtful that he will definitely tell him where it is safe and where it is dangerous.

Sure enough, he soon found another color on the white cloth - black.

Black marks are springs, air holes, whirlpools, cliffs, traps... Black places are dangerous. Then the places marked in red are safe!

As long as he bypasses those black marks, he can reach the gate of Baihua Valley!

This map made of old clothes suddenly became so clear. He finally understood why Xie Lianqi wrote instead of writing. First, it is inconvenient because he broke his hand. Second, drawing is easier and clearer than writing.