74 Thirty Mile Adventures

Style: Heros Author: Separate YokokawaWords: 3258Update Time: 24/01/11 08:08:34
There was a blur in front of his eyes, and he felt a sense of weightlessness. Tang Zhao had fallen on a piece of land.

The shadows above the head are gone, revealing the bright sun. The sun shines warmly on the body, which makes people feel very comfortable.

In the blink of an eye, it felt like a lifetime ago.

Really, escaped?

Tang Zhao was completely relaxed, sitting on the ground without getting up, and raised his head to look around.

There are big trees all around, with lush shrubs and wild grass under the trees. It looks like a deep mountain forest with no human habitation.

"Oh, we are still in the mountains."

Tang Zhao sighed, not surprised.

The judge finally said thirty miles, which was probably the distance teleported to thirty miles. The Taoist temple was originally deep in the mountains, and most of the thirty miles to the southeast, northwest and northwest were still mountains.

But I don’t know how far it is from Black Spider Villa?

It is known that the Taoist temple is about fifty miles away from the villa, and Tang Zhao is thirty miles away from the Taoist temple. I asked, how many miles away is he from the villa?

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Don't worry, it's between twenty miles and eighty miles anyway.

It's not too far or too close.

With Tang Zhao's walking distance, he could walk eighty miles in a day and a night, and he could endure it without eating or drinking at all.

But he also has to know the way!

Tree rings were helpful in identifying directions in the mountains, but he didn't know which direction was the way back.

If we really go further and further into the wrong direction, we will not be able to get out for ten days and a half, let alone one day, and we may even starve to death in the mountains.

No, he wouldn't escape and starve to death in the mountains, right?

Tang Zhao just thought about it this way and was not really pessimistic.

This was because he was confident that if he had been left alone in the mountains and forests a month ago, he would have been killed. But now he has a passable martial arts and a magical weapon that is a perfect match. The magical weapon also has its own fire source, so he has the capital to protect himself.

It's a pity that no one taught him how to survive in the wilderness. Mr. Chen only mentioned a few names of "ye" and taught him a few golden sentences about "chicken flavor, crunchy and crunchy", but he had no specific and practical knowledge at all. He knows how many times the protein is, but who knows where to get it?

Let's take a few steps first to see if there are any people around.

Tang Zhao first identified the south through the sun, and then made up his mind to go south, carving marks along the way to prevent himself from turning back.

All the way to Rishang Sangan, Tang Zhao was hungry, but he didn't see anyone, and he was a little disappointed.

There is really nothing to eat in the mountain forests in early winter. The last withered yellow leaves hang feebly on the branches. The leaves accumulated in the ground have turned the sour wild fruits that fell a month ago into fertilizer. If you want to hunt, there isn't even a rabbit under the tree.

Occasionally, there are squirrels running across the branches, but they are so small and cute that people can't bear to catch them, and they are also difficult to catch.

Tang Zhao shrank his hands and thought: I heard that squirrels will hoard nuts and grains before winter. Should I follow them and pick them up... Wouldn't it be too immoral?

As he walked, thinking wildly, a river ditch suddenly appeared in front of him.

Tang Zhao was overjoyed and thought to himself: Could there be fish to eat?

When I walked to the river, I saw that the water had dried up long ago, leaving only a deep ditch.

By the way, the ditches around here have dried up, which is said to be a sign of trouble.

He felt a little sad, and suddenly his heart moved:

How many rivers are there in this mountain?

Could this be the one in front of Xue's house? In this case, if he walks along the river, wouldn't he be able to get to Xue Mansion or meet someone from the Prosecution Department?

Even if it's not the river, if there are people living in the mountains, they should be closer to the water. Even if you move down the mountain to avoid evil, you should leave a few huts behind, so that you can at least find something useful.

At this time, he had just fought a swordsman, and his mentality was completely different from before. He was not afraid of meeting the trafficker again. If he did meet him, he would still be able to express his anger.

Unless another swordsman pops up in the wilderness, he really has nothing to fear.

Could it be possible that a swordsman could just randomly pop up in the wilderness? When did all the swordsmen in the world become so rich?

Walk downstream along the river ditch. After walking for more than an hour, he still didn't see anyone. In addition to being hungry, he felt thirsty. He couldn't help but wonder: Is all the water in the ditch dry? No foundation left?

Thinking of this, he leaned down and looked at the bottom of the ditch.

There seems to be mud underneath...wait...what is that?

In the shadow where the sun could not find, there was a shadow trembling. Tang Zhao grew his eyes and looked carefully, it vaguely looked like...

Suddenly the shadow moved upward, quickly left the shadow area, and climbed up the slope!

"It's a human?!"

Tang Zhao was stunned, and quickly took a few steps back, holding the magic weapon in his hand, but no flames were triggered.

The people at the bottom of the river climbed up to the shore and gently dusted themselves off.

Only then did Tang Zhao see clearly that the person coming was actually a woman.

The woman looked young and tall. She was wearing a gray oilcloth cloak that was fluffy like an owl. If you looked closely, you could see that it was really an owl - she was wearing a hat with an owl pattern on her head to cover her hair. , there is dust on the head and face, and the whole person is a bit gray.

Under the sun, the woman took off her hat and ran her hands through her hair to sweep away the ashes. When she saw Tang Zhao, she said, "Hey, where is the child?"

Tang Zhao calmly put the magic weapon back into his sleeve and said, "Sister, I'm lost. I haven't seen anyone for a long time. Where is this place?"

Unexpectedly, his sword was not a dagger. It was hidden even when it was tucked into his sleeve. This action made him more conspicuous. The woman saw it at a glance and said, "Huh? So he's not an ordinary child?"

Tang Zhao smiled and said: "Sister, you are not an ordinary sister when you ask this, right?"

The woman looked at Tang Zhao again and said with a smile: "You don't look like a bad boy. Are you really lost?"

Tang Zhao nodded, his stomach growling just in time.

The woman smiled slightly and said, "Just wait a moment." After saying that, she sat on a big stone next to her and stretched out her hands from under her cloak. She was wearing gloves on both hands, and she was holding a book in one hand.

She took off her gloves, opened the book, with a pen inside, and carefully wrote down what was written on it. Originally, he looked a little clumsy in his puffy gray clothes. Once he concentrated on recording, his temperament changed and he looked focused and quiet.

Tang Zhao couldn't see what she was writing, so he glanced at her head, body, and wrists, thinking: This sister is so rich!

The cloak, the book, the pen, the bracelet on the wrist, and the owl hat that was taken off are all magical tools!

If a wooden sword costs ten thousand taels of silver, how much does this set cost? Wearing gold, silver, pearls and precious stones cannot compare!

Could it be said that another swordsman really jumped out of the wilderness?

The woman memorized two pages and said, "Come with me. I'll treat you to a meal."

Tang Zhao felt happy and followed her for two steps before he thought: Wait, isn't there any danger?

You must know that just now, he was fighting a life-and-death swordsman. Now he met a strange master. Who knew whether he was an enemy or a friend?

But... in this desolate place, it is extremely difficult to meet people. Could it be possible to miss a good opportunity just because of doubts?

In fact, she is a master, so that's right. How dare you wander around alone in this poor place if you are not a master? And it seemed like she was here for a serious business, not sneaky with evil intentions.

Tang Zhao thought to himself, it would have been fine if he didn't follow him at first. Since they all followed him, if he showed his suspicion and offended others, it would be better to be generous.

While carefully carrying the magic weapon, he asked: "Sister, do you live in the mountains?"

The woman said: "I have something to do here. I will stay in the mountain for a few days and then leave in a few days. If you come here at a good time, you will see me in seven or eight days at night."

Tang Zhao counted the days and thought: It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"Are you alone? Isn't it hard to live alone in the mountains?"

"Well, there is a lack of water on the mountain, so it's a bit inconvenient. And it's a bit lonely. Do you want to stay with me?"

"Ah...no..."

Tang Zhao glanced at the woman and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she just said it casually.

The two walked for a while and saw a small house in the distance.

Tang Zhao was surprised when he saw the house. The house didn't look like a building that could be seen in the mountains.

No, let alone the mountains, there would be no such buildings on the streets.

The building has a round head and round head, which looks like a rubber ball. There are two small horns on the top of the building, which look like the two feathers on the head of an owl. The color of the house is also very eye-catching. It is red, green and a little pink. It is full of colors as far as the eye can see. There were several lampposts standing in front of the door, hung with strange-shaped lanterns, which shone brightly during the day. On the tallest lamppost, there was a wooden owl sculpture. There is a hammock hanging on one of the big trees nearby and a swing on the other.

The woman asked: "How is my house?"

Tang Zhao gave a thumbs up and said, "It's so flashy, just like in a painting." After thinking about it, he added, "Cool!"

The paintings he is talking about are not ordinary ink and pastel paintings, nor are they New Year pictures, but various illustrations drawn by Mr. Chen. Although Mr. Chen is not a good painter, he has great imagination and can draw in any style.

The woman said happily: "You have good eyesight. This is just a temporary residence. I have no special arrangements. If you have the opportunity, I will take you to see my house. It is a hundred times more beautiful than this one. There are also seventy-seven baby owls that I have raised."

Tang Zhao wanted to ask: Are you an Owl Sword?

But it would be too presumptuous to say so.

And it may not be right. If he entered the Black Spider Villa for the first time now, he might think that the Black Widow is a spider sword, but in fact she is not a swordsman. There are many strangers in the world, and not all of them may be related to swordsmen.

Envy said: "I also want to build a house that I like."

In fact, he wants a big house to be the headquarters of his large group.

If he could make that big deal happen, he would fulfill his promise, hire Wei Changle as a senior executive, and put Ping Jiangqiu's jar in the safest place in the back.

The woman said: "It's not difficult to want a house, but it's difficult to build it yourself. From the look of you, do you want to be a swordsman? Although it is powerful, it will lose a lot of possibilities."

The two of them entered through the courtyard gate, and as soon as they stepped into the lamppost, they saw the owl sculpture suddenly come to life, cooing twice, as if to say hello, and then the bell rang loudly.

There is a row of bells hanging from the eaves, with different shapes. Sometimes they ring softly when the breeze blows, but at this time, the sound of the bells is as dense as rain, and the jingling is endless.

The woman didn't care at all, she even smiled at the sculpture and was going to pull a rope next to her. Suddenly her expression changed, she stared at Tang Zhao and said word by word:

"W-two?"