Chapter 36 Anzhangyan Night

Anzhaoyan.

The evening wind blew the mountains and forests, and the caravan finally reached the twilight smoothly.

Han Feng looked around and saw that this is a small valley with three sides of a mountain. The exit is extremely narrow and about one foot wide, and the valley is about dozens of feet, but it is enough for a large caravan to be stationed. As long as you guard the exit, you can prevent bandits and beasts. It is indeed a good place to camp. And it seems that this place is the only way for business travel in the past. There are simple mountain huts built by predecessors and stables made of logs, which are much more comfortable than camping in the wild.

The beard shouted, and everyone unloaded the car in a hurry and stopped. It seems that this group of men are very experienced, with all the vehicles facing inward, and the carts are outward, blocking the goods and people inside.

Uncle Ma told him, "Don't run around. There are beasts everywhere, leopards and tigers everywhere, otherwise there may be no bones." Han Feng listened with a smile and felt some warmth in his heart.

At this time, the bearded voice sounded, and everyone came over. More than a dozen men gathered in the middle. The beard said loudly, "Brothers, after a few more days, we can reach Wuhuang City after this mountain road. After completing this task, we can go home with silver to hold our wife." The men laughed. But..." He turned his beard and said, "This is the most difficult journey. Everyone must be careful not to earn money and spend money." Then he said, "Next, please ask Uncle Ma to talk about the matters that need to be paid attention to in this mountain forest. Everyone should write it down carefully." He aggravated his tone and said with a fierce look, "Which one breaks the rules and makes trouble? Don't blame me for being rude." Everyone was silent and seemed to know the importantness at this time without joking.

Uncle Ma smiled at Han Feng, took two steps in the middle, stood on a raised stone, cleared his throat and said to everyone, "There is nothing to pay attention to, but some people should know it again, so that the big guys don't forget it." Han Feng saw that these men were listening attentively, and even the thin monkey became serious. It seemed that Uncle Ma was very prestigious in this group of men. Uncle Ma paused, narrowed his simple and shrewd eyebrows and continued to say, "When it's dark, when you lift the copper hanging pot to the water to wash rice, don't immerse the bottom of the pot in the bottom of the water, but use the lid to scoop it. If the pot smoke flows down the stream, it will attract wild animals and make you uneasy all night. When you enter the forest to look for firewood, don't drag it on the ground. Hold the firewood in your hand, and the traces of dragging on the ground will also cause trouble. In addition, try not to use the old fire pond, or the wildfire you raised will not be afraid. He seems to know that you are playing an empty city trick..."

The twilight dyed Anyan black. Han Feng closed his eyes and sat on a blue stone, breathing his breath. The atmosphere of heaven and earth here is much stronger than that in densely populated towns. Han Feng felt the subtle changes in his body with his mental strength. Although after a few days of cultivation, his body still hasn't picked up at all. Yuanzhu floated in his Zifu Sea of Knowledge, which seemed to be much smaller, and the dazzling brilliance of the past was also much darker... Han Feng felt that his Zihai Dantian seemed to have leaked a hole, and the absorbed Yuanli was nowhere to go as soon as he entered. Cough..." He suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, and when he opened his eyes again, he quietly looked at a drop of red in his hand...

His mind moved, and he looked up at the exit of the narrow valley. Uncle Ma had already led several men in. Everyone holds a pile of branches in their arms, and it seems that the branches and leaves are very lush.

Several people threw the machetes aside, piled up branches together, and greeted everyone to walk over. Uncle Ma said, "Everyone wipe these branches and leaves on your neck and body, and try to make the branches and leaves touch more people's sweat, so that they can avoid animals at night." Everyone did as they said, and everyone grabbed the branches and leaves and wiped them. Finally, Uncle Ma held these "sweat" chestnut leaves all on the road in front of the cliff.

The starlight sprinkled all over Anzhaoyan, and the night came.

Uncle Ma sat next to Han Feng, and Han Feng suddenly said to him, "Lost two more grass fruits in the fire at the mouth of the valley." Uncle Ma looked at him strangely. Han Feng smiled and said, "I have read a few books and know a little about herbs. The medicinal smell of grass and fruit also has the effect of exorcising animals."

After midnight, the sound of chattering in the grass by the cliff came, just like a little sedge shouting companion in the grass. Han Feng opened his eyes, and a strange intuition woke him up from meditation. The tall thatched grass was against the stars, and there were two red lantern-like things shaking in the grass. Although he couldn't see what it was, his clear mental perception told Han Feng that it was a huge tiger. It seems that the smell of the scalper attracted it. Han Feng said to himself. This guy hid on the mountain and pretended to bark. He was like a scalper and asked the cow not to doubt it.

"The tiger is not attacking now. It seems that it is not true of the newly raised bonfire and wants to come closer, but the sweat on the leaves of Lu Yakou suppressed it again. This guy did not dare to invade. However, after all, it is not a long-term plan to go on like this. The beast began to try to move this way. If it approaches, there will definitely be casualties, and we have to find a way to stop it..." Han Feng thought to himself.

Looking at the bonfire that was about to burn out at the mouth of the valley, Han Feng had an idea and made up his mind. He had a strange fingerprint in his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Fire."

With a shout, the bonfire that was about to go out suddenly jumped up, and the bright flame suddenly grew several times. The red flame seems to have many little people in red dancing with steel forks.

After a while, the red lantern in the grass disappeared. Han Feng slowly closed his tired eyes and his face became paler. He almost exhausted his accumulated mental strength.

The cry of the blackhead woke up the dawn, and the morning light fell through the treetops. The sound of the beard echoed in the forest, got up, got up... The men opened their hazy eyes. The thin monkey rubbed his eyes and muttered. It was still early, and the boss shouted. Yesterday, he was tired all day and did not let everyone sleep more.

"Return his grandmother's sleep. You are as lazy as a pig. When you become a tiger's lunch, his grandmother won't sleep." The roar of the beard exploded on the thin monkey's head. The thin monkey got up and stammered, " boss, are there... big insects?" The beard laughed and scolded, "Look at your little virtue." After a pause, he said to everyone, "The three blacks on duty just now said that there seemed to be a movement at night.

Sanheizi is a strong young man with dark skin and short stature. At this time, he took over and said with a little surprise, "I don't know what it is. Last night, two red lanterns flashed in the grass over there, and there were all kinds of strange calls in the grass trees over there, like... Yes, like a deer, and like a little rabbit..., rhubarb also seemed to be a little uneasy... After a while, he seemed to remember something again, and his face was a little pale and said, "by the fire we lit was supposed to be extinguished, but suddenly it seemed that someone had added dry wood, and the flames were so high..." He put his hand on his chest and drew it in a faint tone. I was afraid. After a while, those voices disappeared.

"Are you scared? It's so mysterious." Someone in the crowd said. Who is telling lies, the sky is thunderous..." In order to prove his innocence, the three black men cursed and swore.

Han Feng listened silently, with a faint smile on his face, and his long white hair danced gently in the morning wind, covering his pale face. No one paid attention to this sick and tired young man. He didn't want to tell these men what was true, so as not to add unnecessary burden to them. Moreover, his skills have been out of the martial arts of these men's understanding.

"Okay, don't quarrel with his grandmother. Be careful." He scolded with a beard. He had driven out of the valley, holding up a whip, and the crisp sound echoed in the forest, and a few leaves fell in the air.

The motorcade walked through the narrow red mud in the forest, and the fresh air from the mountains came to his face. Han Feng closed his eyes and sat on Uncle Ma's shaking ox cart, absorbing the thickest vitality in the mountains and fields. He also had initial contact with medical skills in the inheritance of the elderly. He knew that his situation was too heavy for sperm and blood loss, which had shaken the foundation of his body. I'm afraid his life expectancy has been reduced a lot. Therefore, unless there is any adventure,

The cultivation of the body is by no means something that can be successful overnight. Therefore, he is transporting his work and breathing almost every moment, and coupled with the good medicine brought from Baicao Fairy Valley, he takes one almost every four hours... He can't accumulate steps, can't accumulate thousands of miles, doesn't accumulate small streams, and can't become a river and sea. Han Feng is struggling with the aging of his body with his great perseverance.

"It's not good." Suddenly, there was a cry in front of him, which was a beard. Uncle Ma, come here." Uncle Ma gave an instruction, put down the whip and walked forward quickly. After a while, he hurried back and said, "Young man, we have to go quickly." There is unconcealed impatience and panic in the expression. Oh, what happened?" Han Feng asked. Alas! We may have encountered something." Uncle Ma answered as he tightened his reins and urged the ox cart to go quickly.

"Oh, what's the matter? Han Feng was not too surprised. By intuition, he knew that it must have something to do with what happened last night. By this time, the ox cart had gone to the grass last night and saw that the red mud was full of footprints like plum blossoms. Those footprints are dense one by one, like a wreath printed on the wetland. It can be seen that the tiger has been wandering here for a long time. In particular, the footprints were particularly huge, giving people a shocking feeling. The scalpers pulling the cart did not say anything to cross the footprints, and finally carefully walked one foot away from the side under the pressure of the reins...

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