Wu Mo has been sleeping very uneasily recently, always having the same dream: in the darkness, a few faint red lights flash out occasionally, like dancing red elves, whizzing away.
He didn't know where this was, or where the red elf came from or where he was going. In the dream, whenever he tried to follow the traces of the red elf, he would feel short of breath, and then it would feel like someone was covering his mouth and nose, and he was gradually suffocating.
His face turned purple from the suffocation, and he gasped like a bellows. He suddenly woke up, and the back of his neck was wet and cold.
"Oh no, it looks like I bought a bunch of local cows."
Wu Mo, who had just woken up, jumped up as if his body was equipped with springs. Sure enough, in the grass in front of him, there were five animals the size of arms wriggling. Their chubby bodies were wrapped in smooth gray fur, and a sharp horn protruded from the middle of their forehead, exuding a bright black luster. The ropes were tied tightly in a heap.
Wu Mo raised his eyes and looked at the sky. The setting sun slanted through the branches, creating mottled light and shadow on the ground.
"The position hasn't moved."
He fearfully wiped the cold sweat from the back of his neck.
"Thankfully nothing happened! How long have I been squinting? Ten minutes or five minutes?"
As it approached noon, he began to work in this ravine. He racked his brains and exhausted all his strength. It took him most of a day to successfully capture this nest of cows, and then his tense nerves finally relaxed. After falling down, endless fatigue and hunger surged up, his vision went dark, and he fell straight to the ground.
"What a shame, I fainted from hunger!"
But don't mention it, this short drowsiness allowed Wu Mo to recover a lot of physical strength. He calmed down, took his backpack, and took out a net bag. Regardless of the squeaking protests of the local cows, he stuffed them all in, lifted them up, and walked straight to a creek not far away.
He is very familiar with the surrounding terrain and features, and can find the right place with his eyes closed.
With his back leaning on a large stone half a man's height, Wu Mo quickly set up a simple stove. He turned around and grabbed the net bag next to him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a ground cow, and used his other hand to make a flash. The bright dagger hit the stubby neck, and the excited and short squeaking sound stopped abruptly.
As if by magic, the hand holding the knife turned over again, and the short knife turned into a fist-sized glass bottle, which was brought to the opening to catch the gurgling blood.
He waved the short knife, and his hands flew up and down rhythmically as if in time with the beat of a drum. In just a moment, he picked up the local cattle neatly, lit the bonfire, and divided the edible parts into pieces. , hung up the grill one by one, put the horned furs and blood bottles into the backpack, and buried the offal deep in the pit.
Wu Mo went to the stream to clean his hands, returned to the campfire and sat down, holding his chin in one hand and flipping the grill with the other. The sound and aroma of barbecue filled the air.
“How wonderful it would be if we didn’t eat just for the sake of eating!”
Only people who have no worries about food and clothing can get rid of the vulgar taste of eating for the sake of eating. How can it be like myself, facing this kind of delicacy, my heart actually bleeds.
A living local cow can be sold for more than ten times more than scraps such as fur and plasma. If he wasn't very hungry, he would definitely not kill the local cow just to satisfy his hunger.
Seventeen-year-old Wu Mo lived a transparent life that no one else could envy him. Everyone's bad or good fate is mostly given by heaven. Being born poor is his original sin.
However, I can’t blame my parents.
Wu Mo is actually not ugly. He has a big face and big ears, thick eyebrows and a high nose. He already has the beginnings of a muscular man on his body, with a strong and long body. The only drawback is probably that the eyes with single eyelids are a bit too small.
At first glance, although the skin on the arms is a bit dark and thick, the face is fair and tender, which is very different from the body. Youdao has red lips and white teeth, which can be considered a dignified appearance.
The old people in the neighborhood said that just by looking at his face, they knew he was a blessed man. He also liked hearing this when he was young, but when he got a few years older and his knowledge and knowledge increased accordingly, he always felt that these bad old men were very bad.
"I believe you ghost!"
From the time Wu Mo can remember, he has been running around all day just for a bite of food. If this kind of situation can be called a blessed person, is there any justice?
"Hey, let's eat three cents full for the time being, then go back to town and sell it, that's the serious thing."
Wu Mo was still happy in his heart.
When he came out of town yesterday, his original intention was to go a little further and catch some bird eggs in the woods inside Huayin Valley. Because he only brought three steamed buns with him, he could barely get enough rations for a day even though he tightened his belt, so he was not qualified to expend any physical energy.
There was no conversation along the way, with only one break in between to eat a piece of steamed bun. The general was almost at his destination. As he passed by, his sharp eyes saw a pile of new soil, which symbolized the new home of the local cow.
Compared with previous years, Diniu has become more and more ruthless. The hole is dug deeper and deeper, and there is probably nothing that can be done. He gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and rushed forward like a desperate attempt to find a trace. After all, it is far better to get a nest of cows than to carry back a pile of bird eggs. The life of these dozens of days will be settled, right?
Some things cannot be accomplished by just thinking about them, you have to actually do them.
The pieces of meat on the grill became crispy and browned. Wu Mo sprinkled a handful of salt, not caring about burning his mouth, and took three bites at a time, finishing the meal in no time. Looking at the net pocket and then at the gridiron, I couldn't help but feel the war between heaven and man.
"Kill another one?"
"No, it's too luxurious! I can exchange it for ten cages of white buns!"
That’s enough for me to eat for at least ten days!
Wu Mo licked his lips with unfinished thoughts, suppressed his thoughts that were about to move, and moved his hands neatly. He put out the bonfire, took out the solid alcohol blocks that had not yet burned out, and put them away together with the grill.
He stood up and stretched, his eyes passing over the mountain pass not far away.
Two majestic peaks look at each other from a distance, like gods guarding gates. The pass in the middle is less than 100 meters, closing a huge valley.
This is Huayin Valley. The west mountain is covered with dense mountain forests, while the east mountain is covered with bare stone forests, so it is also called Yin Yang Valley. Entering from the mouth of the valley, you will find the real deep mountains and old forests inside.
"Hmm? What's the sound?"
Wu Mo's body with open arms suddenly became stiff and upright. He tilted his head and listened carefully while holding his breath. In the haze, he caught a low roar of "moo" and couldn't help but shuddered.
"Oops, this is a one-horned python bear! Who provoked this guy?"
An adult one-horned python bear is more than three meters tall at the shoulder and weighs more than three tons. It is the true lord of the mountains and forests. Wherever it goes, ghosts and gods will change things.
With the momentum of hundreds of kilometers per hour, the horn on their heads can break rocks; a bear's paw slaps them and can break a tree as thick as a bowl. The most terrifying thing is that python bears are omnivorous creatures that live in groups!
They will eat meat!
However, Wu Mo knew even more that even if the python bear stood still, even if he swung the hunting knife with all his strength, it would not be able to penetrate someone's fur. Don't ask him how he knew it. It was very simple. Many years ago, when the python bear invaded the country, he saw with his own eyes the thorns of a group of uncles.
Time passed, even though he changed from a boy to a young man and became more than ten times stronger, Wu Mo also thought that he was no different from those uncles and still couldn't break through others' defenses.
Immediately afterwards, there was more noise and noise in the valley. People were running on the ground and flying in the sky, huffing and puffing, and running away like crying for their fathers and mothers.
Wu Mo is no exception. He is not stupid. Although he is young, he has been in the mountains and forests for more than ten years and is well aware of the fighting power of various beasts.
He estimated that the python bear's claws swung over, and even if it didn't hit him directly, the aftermath of the claw wind alone would break his muscles and bones, and make him catch a cold.
Can I still stay here and wait to die?
He knew he couldn't outrun the python bear, but he wasn't very nervous. Thinking about it, as long as he ran a hundred or so meters, the situation would be much better.
The stream flowing out of Huayin Valley is oriented to the southeast. Although it is only about ten meters wide, once it comes out of the valley, because it flows through the foot of Dongshan Mountain, the style of the two sides of the originally flat stream suddenly changes, and it is full of rugged and strange rocks. , should be very unfriendly to the huge and bulky body of the python bear.
"I don't believe it. You can still jump more than ten meters high?"
In the rush, Wu Mo didn't forget to grab the net bag. The cow inside was shivering.
"Don't be afraid, I will take you to fly."
"Speaking of which, you all have horns on your heads. They may have been passed down from the same ancestor five hundred years ago. Why is there such a big gap?"
Before Wu Mo could let go, he heard clearly in his ears, the noise was mixed with people's shouts!
"Open your shield, open your shield and go up!"
This was a shout from a male voice, and his voice was full of embarrassment and urgency.
The male voice was obviously calling someone else, which made Wu Mo despise him, Bah! Selfish villain!
Sure enough, only a human warrior would seduce a forest overlord like the Python Bear.
Another slightly weak male voice replied,
"I don't..., can't..."
Since there was still a distance, Wu Mo could only hear a few words with his impressive hearing.
It seemed like a rejection.
Yes, this is the response that a disciplined warrior should have. Little man, you can handle it yourself.
Well? Wait, top? Do you think this means being tough and tough?
What shield to open? Can you withstand the impact of the python bear?
In Wu Mo's memory, the old hammer man in the town did not dare to face the python bear.
"Xie Ke, Brother Lu, let's go up and lure the python bear away."
"When you get out, run toward the woods."
As the noise approached, a clear and sassy female voice sounded. It must have sounded like a beautiful female warrior! The indomitable and unyielding aura in his voice pushed young Wu Mo's admiration to the extreme.
Wu Mo's running steps paused, and he subconsciously wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. He knew the taste after hearing the sound. He was at the age where it was easy to imagine, and he automatically transformed the female voice into a graceful goddess.
"I'm coming! Sisi, your mecha is broken. You and everyone else should leave first."
Wu Mo could tell that this was the male voice who yelled first. Still somewhat responsible! This can't help but make him feel slightly less disgusted.
What is a mecha?
This group of people are quite familiar with the terrain, and they also know that here is the forest on the left and the water on the right. Then Wu Mo felt relieved and cursed secretly,
"What a bunch of rookies!"
