Song Mu followed Xiao Xiong and others down the mountain quickly. At this moment, several of them had mobilized their literary power. Not only were their steps fast, but the rugged mountain road felt like smooth ground under their feet. Soon, they saw something from a distance. We arrived at the towering ancient tree that Tao Fengming mentioned.
Xiao Xiong and others stopped on a mound not far away, and then looked at Song Mu. They looked around and seemed to feel that it was a little unsafe to let Song Mu go alone. They sighed at the moment. , said to a scholar in the team.
"Fu Zefeng, go with him. Remember, let him ask questions."
A scholar of average build and appearance nodded and took two steps forward. He also looked at Song Mu, then raised the corner of his mouth and waved.
"Let's go, Junior Brother Song, this is a task entrusted to you by the adults."
Song Mu sighed secretly. At this moment, he felt that this matter was very confusing. Why did Tao Fengming think that he could complete this task? Is it because he looked very approachable, or did he simply want to do something for himself?
At that moment, the two people walked forward together, but they did not use such a terrifying tattoo technique. They just walked along the mountain path and soon saw the old camphor tree among the trees.
The roots of this camphor tree are deeply rooted in the ground. The trunk of the tree is hugged by four or five people. The crown of the tree is even wider and majestic, casting a large amount of green shade.
"who!"
Before Song and Mu arrived, a warning voice came. As soon as Song and Mu walked out, they saw an old woodcutter standing up under the old tree, and an old woodcutter next to him was leaning under the tree. The young men also straightened their upper bodies, each took out the hatchets from their waists, and stared at Song Mu and Song Mu with vigilant eyes.
"Two uncles, we are scholars and just passing by."
Song Mu spoke quickly, his tone was calm and gentle, his pace slowed down, and he took out his badge from his waist.
The two woodcutters looked at each other in confusion. Although they felt a little strange when they saw these two scholars with extraordinary temperament walking down the mountain, they still relaxed their vigilance.
"Two uncles, we are from Jiangnan West Daofu School. We were passing through this mountain road and happened to meet these two and wanted to ask for directions."
Song Mu smiled and continued to move forward. The two woodcutters looked at each other and saw their situation at the same time.
Both of them were covered in mud. The old woodcutter's hair was disheveled, and one of the young woodcutter's legs was stained red with blood. At this moment, he tore a strip of cloth and tied it up.
Seeing this situation, Song Mu immediately frowned. It seemed that the master was right. Something happened to these two people.
At this moment, the old woodcutter raised his head and asked.
"Two scholars, what are you scholars doing here? What are you asking about?"
Song Mu was naturally relieved when he saw that they were willing to talk to him. However, he looked at the other party still a little wary, and both he and Fu Zefeng stopped at that moment.
"We want to ask where this place is now, and are there any monsters appearing in this mountain now?"
Song Mu asked, and the two people paused again before locking their eyes on Song Mu again.
"This is in Shaozhou Prefecture, Guangdong Province. The mountain you are on now is called Eagle Mountain. As for the demons you mentioned, it is infested."
The uncle thought for a moment, then looked at the young woodcutter.
Seeing this, Song Mu took a few steps forward, looked at the young woodcutter with concern, and asked.
"I wonder how this uncle did it? But he was attacked by a monster on the mountain?"
The two didn't speak for a while, but their eyes flickered. Song Mu didn't care so much at the moment. He walked forward and saw the other's trousers that were stained red with blood, and waved to Fu Zefeng.
"You two, this..." The elder saw Song Mu squatting down and seemed to be checking the young woodcutter's injury. He was at a loss at the moment. Fu Zefeng had already stepped forward and saw the injury. He took out a small bottle from his arms and handed it to Song Mu.
Song Mu reached out to take it, and when he saw the word "Baiyao" written on it, he also said to the woodcutter.
"This is a wound medicine that can treat trauma. I'm going to apply it on you now. There may be some pain, but you have to endure it."
The young woodcutter looked at the old woodcutter next to him. Both of them had a look of astonishment on their faces. However, Song Mu had already stretched out his hand to pull open the other man's torn trouser legs. When he saw several scars that were deep enough to show the bones, he also had a look of shock on his face. .
After the powder was poured on the young woodcutter, he was trembling all over and screaming. At this moment, Song Mu turned his head and glanced at Fu Zefeng. A line of Wenli appeared on his hand and pressed directly on the wound.
The light yellow powder disappeared quickly. At the same time, the blood flow from the leg had stopped, and a thick blood scab formed on the wound.
Song Mu was greatly impressed when he saw this situation. This was something he learned in his studies. Literary power is also good for wound healing. He didn't expect it to be so effective.
At that moment, the young woodcutter was gasping for breath weakly, and the old woodcutter suddenly became excited when he saw that the wound was gone and the blood was gushing out.
Immediately, he had to kneel down to Song and Mu. ,
"Thank you two talented men."
"Uncle, what are you doing? Get up quickly."
Song Mu quickly helped him up. At this moment, there was no grudge between the two parties. The old woodcutter looked at Song Mu with gratitude in his eyes.
And now it seemed that he finally opened his heart to Song Mu and answered questions.
"To be honest, my child's injuries were caused by a monster monkey in Eagle Mountain."
"The demonic monkey is extremely vicious and will bite people when it sees it. In order to save me, I blocked it in a hurry, but it tore off a piece of flesh and ran away."
"If you two hadn't appeared, we wouldn't have known how to go back today."
The old woodcutter said emotionally, but Song Mu immediately noticed one of the details and asked quickly.
"Uncle, you just said that there are monster monkeys in the mountains? How dare you attack people wantonly?"
The old woodcutter nodded and spoke eloquently.
"There used to be a big demon on our mountain, a big eagle, so it's called Eagle Mountain. However, this big eagle is very polite to our villagers. On weekdays, it just cleans up the voles and wild boars in the fields, and occasionally helps to remove the voles and wild boars in the mountains. Bring out the lost.”
"In order to thank this big demon, we built a mountain temple for it and offer some food to it every year."
"In this way, nothing happened for hundreds of years."
Song Mu was suddenly surprised when he heard that the dilapidated mountain temple where everyone had just settled had such a story.
After saying this, the uncle's expression suddenly paused, and he seemed to be a little confused.
"But I don't know why, in the past two months, the big eagle has disappeared, and many beasts in this sacred mountain have begun to become irritable. Today is also our unlucky day, and we encountered the most ferocious monster monkey among them. .”
"And it's not just the monkey. The beasts on the mountain are much more ferocious. They also break into our fields from time to time and harm the crops."
"We definitely won't have enough to eat this year. We came out just now, thinking about going up the mountain to collect some firewood and earn a little more money."
When Song Mu heard this, his expression changed. He turned to look at Ze Feng next to him, who also looked over.
The old woodcutter stepped forward and looked at his son, who had already recovered. He fed him two mouthfuls of water, then turned back to Song and Mu and said.
"To put it bluntly, all of this started when someone came along the official road in the south."
"Everyone said that it was those people who fled from the south who killed the big eagle. Without the mountain god, we would have no protection."
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