Xu Feng wandered around in the dense forest. This forest growing on the hillside is not very big, but it completely covers half of the cliff. The pines and cypresses that can be seen everywhere look lush and green, and the forest looks a little dark. Xu Feng's whole body was tense. In this unfamiliar mountain forest and within the sphere of influence of the Hell Gate, even if he had the courage of a tiger or a leopard, he did not dare to have the slightest contempt.
The dozens of sounding arrows that just exploded together were incredible. Warning arrows in the martial arts world are usually fired as single arrows. Even an experienced martial artist like him had never seen this situation where dozens of arrows were bundled together and fired. Pass.
Xu Feng looked around with a bit of anxiety on his face. Firstly, he was really worried about the safety of Liu Ruyan and Zhao Qingzhu. Secondly, the hell gate was nearby, maybe in this dense forest. If there were so many loud arrows fired just now, if they were not sent by Liu Ruyan and others, they must be from the Hell Gate.
The beautiful sunshine shines in the forest, showing a strange and bizarre scene. The paths in the forest were criss-crossed and extended into the depths of the dense forest. Xu Feng came to a three-way intersection, one going left, one going right, and the other going straight ahead.
He hesitated for a moment, then looked back at the entrance of the dense forest behind him, and saw that the surroundings were still silent, and Lei Zhentian and Luo Xiangxue had not followed. He thought to himself: "This is already the Hell Gate's sphere of influence, why is there no one there? Could it be that the Hell Gate is still far away, not in this forest? Lei Zhentian and Luo Xiangxue are still outside, should I take them with them? Are they together?" While thinking, he looked at the three forked roads in front of him, but he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss.
These three roads all went deep into the jungle, but he didn't know which one to choose. He simply stopped worrying and tried to walk every road. He looked around alertly and walked towards the path directly ahead.
Xu Feng grasped the long sword in his hand and quickly dodged towards the depths of the forest. The vigorous ancient trees were intertwined with branches and lush leaves. As he leaned forward, he stretched out his hands to push aside the branches and leaves that were blocking the way, and cautiously looked around. Peering down. The further he walked, the deeper and quieter it seemed inside. Insects were chirping in the weeds half a man deep, and birds were fluttering on the branches. Before he knew it, he had walked a hundred or ten meters away, and he still didn't see a single person along the way.
He felt more and more strange in his heart, but now that he was here, he didn't care so much anymore. Even if there is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den ahead, he can only bite the bullet and break into it. An extra moment of delay will increase the risk for Liu Ruyan and Zhao Qingzhu.
He groped his way deeper and deeper along the desolate forest path. Every step he took, he had to be cautious, wary of any dangerous and deadly hidden weapons shooting at him from the darkness.
After walking a long way, the forest was covered with thick shade. The further we walked, the deeper and quieter it became, even giving off an eerie and mysterious atmosphere. Xu Feng kept looking around, looking down at his feet, and then looking up at the sky.
Just when he was concentrating on moving forward, suddenly, a clump of branches and leaves not far ahead began to shake slightly. He couldn't help but feel startled, and instinctively dodged behind a giant tree nearby, and slightly poked his head towards the clump. Looking between the swaying branches and leaves, there was a rustling sound coming over there. Xu Feng frowned and thought to himself: "Could it be someone from Hell Gate?" At a glance, he saw a person emerging from the dense branches and leaves. .
This man is an old man, wearing a thin gray robe, carrying a round bamboo basket on his back, and holding a short scimitar in his hand. His silver-white hair is pulled into a bun, and his face looks slightly anxious. . He kept looking around, looking up at the sky from time to time, and let out a long sigh, as if he was a little tired.
Xu Feng secretly wondered: "This man doesn't look like a wanderer, but he looks like a herbalist. Let me observe for a moment secretly, maybe there is someone else!" He hid behind the tree trunk and secretly observed the man. every move.
But I saw the man bending down and looking for something in the grass, and from time to time he would split the weeds with the scimitar in his hand. Seeing that no one else appeared behind him, Xu Feng relaxed his guard immediately. Judging from his demeanor and actions, he must be a herbalist.
The old man was hunched over, looking for something in the grass, his expression focused and a bit anxious. Xu Feng secretly looked at him for a while and thought to himself: "Why don't I go and ask him, maybe he is familiar with this mountain." Thinking of this, he decided to show up and slowly walked out from behind the tree trunk.
The old man buried his head and was busy with himself, and did not notice Xu Feng not far away. Xu Feng thought again, would he scare the old man by showing up so hastily?
He deliberately looked depressed and coughed slightly. The coughing sound was particularly clear in the deserted and silent mountain forest. Sure enough, when the old man heard the coughing sound, he raised his head in surprise and saw a tall figure standing next to the giant tree. He was suddenly startled, with a trace of panic on his expression. , looking at the stranger in front of him in surprise.
A smile appeared on Xu Feng's face, he looked at the old man quietly, and said lightly: "Excuse me, this old man, are you a local?"
The old man listened to his gentle words and did not look like a wild man. His expression returned to calm. He looked at Xu Feng and asked, "Who are you?" His eyes were full of alertness.
Xu Feng held a fist towards the old man and said: "I was passing through here, and I didn't want to get lost in the mountains. I wanted to look for an old friend, but I only knew that he was in the mountains, but I couldn't find the secret place. Alas, I wanted to visit him. The old man asked me to ask!" He was extremely easy-going and sincere in his words, fearing that he would be rash and make the old man misunderstood and suspicious.
The old man was stunned when he heard the words. Faced with the sudden appearance of a stranger, he did not dare to completely relax his vigilance. His cloudy eyes flickered and said: "No one usually comes here in this deep mountain and old forest. Since you are looking for a visit, How can you not know the whereabouts of an old friend when he comes here?" He kept looking at him up and down, fearing that this stranger had ulterior motives.
Xu Feng just smiled and stared at the old man, as if he could see the doubts in his heart, and said hurriedly: "Oh, old man, please don't misunderstand me. To be honest, I came from Guanzhong and heard that an old friend from many years ago came here. I live here and came here specifically to visit. The road in the mountain is blocked by dense forests and I couldn't find the path for a while. I saw an old man collecting medicine here. I must be familiar with this place, so I came to ask the old man about it. If the old man knows the terrain here, I hope he will be generous. Tell me! I'm very grateful!" After saying that, he respectfully gave the old man a fist salute to show his sincerity.
The old man looked around, nodded, and said quietly: "Oh, this strong man came from afar, but I don't know the name of your old friend? I am just a doctor who collects medicine in this mountain all the year round. The people here and Although I can't say how familiar I am with it, I understand it somewhat." He had already let down his guard and stared at Xu Feng with his bright eyes.
