On the next trip, they walked through the water hole without any danger and came to a primeval forest.
The forest is dense and green, and various trees rise from the ground to block the sun.
"The plants here are much taller and stronger than those outside." Fatty Wang exclaimed.
Most of the trees in this forest are thirty meters tall, and their trunks are covered with vines.
Following a path through the not-so-luxurious weeds, the group of people stepped into the dense forest.
Time passed unknowingly, the top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist without a trace of sunlight coming through, the forest was overgrown with vines, and the ground was covered with snakes, insects, and poisonous ants.
Fortunately, Hu Bayi and the others were well-prepared, and their thick leather boots effectively prevented poisonous insects from getting into their trousers.
Shirley Yang took out the compass and found that the magnetic field here was extremely chaotic and the compass could not effectively distinguish the direction.
After more than two thousand years, the topography has long since changed, and the position on the human skin map cannot be checked, losing its reference significance.
When the sun set, they had gone deep into the dense forest and saw that the temperature was getting lower and lower. So they stopped under a large tree more than fifty meters high, preparing to make a fire and rest for the night before setting off.
Fatty Wang diligently collected a lot of broken wood for firewood, Shirley Yang brought out cans, and they quickly made a simple meal.
Just when the food was ready, Hu Bayi turned around to call Song Xing to eat, only to see him standing under the tree, looking up at the sky.
Hu Bayi put down the can in his hand and came to Song Xing's side. He looked up, but only saw the thick tree trunk submerged in the dense leaves, blocking his sight.
"What's wrong?" Hu Bayi was surprised.
Song Xing turned around and said, "There is something on the tree."
"Something?" Shirley Yang also came over after hearing Song Xing's words.
Song Xing didn't speak, and tapped his toes lightly on the ground. As if gravity had disappeared, his whole body floated up in the astonished gazes of Hu Bayi and the others, and then sank directly into the leaves.
The breeze blows on the body, giving a slight warmth, but it cannot eliminate the cold feeling on the three of them.
Fatty Wang could only feel his calves trembling, and his voice trembled so much that he could not make any sound: "Yang... Staff Officer Yang, could it be that... you are right, this man is really a big rice dumpling, isn't he?"
There is no normal human being as weird as Song Xing.
Shirley Yang and Hu Bayi also felt their scalps numb and their heartbeats racing. Although Song Xing never showed any hostility, all the strange things along the way were really too stressful.
Hu Bayi whispered: "At least for now, he doesn't seem to be hostile. It's better for us not to anger him."
Fatty Wang looked at the top of the tree and asked, "Should we go up and take a look?"
Hu Ba nodded: "Go up and have a look."
Although the old tree was tall, its branches were intertwined, so it was not difficult for the three of them to climb up. After ten minutes, they passed through the layers of branches and leaves and finally reached the top of the tree.
Hu Bayi was the first to reach the top. When he looked up, he saw a scene that shocked him.
The wreckage of an ancient airplane hangs impressively on the top of the tree made of layers of branches, covered with vines.
The three of them looked at each other with horror in their eyes. In addition to being surprised that there was plane wreckage here, they were also surprised that Song Xing could conclude that there was something in the tree just by standing under the tree.
The door to the wreckage of the plane opened. Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang looked at each other and carefully climbed in along the trunk of the tree.
As soon as they entered the cabin door, they saw Song Xing standing in the middle of the plane, looking at them.
The two of them smiled and climbed up. Fatty Wang complimented: "Master Song, you are really amazing. How did you know there was an airplane in the tree?"
Song Xing pointed to a part of the fuselage and said: "It should be an aircraft from World War II. The signal was disrupted by the magnetic field here and fell down. There are some weapons there that can be used for self-defense."
There were several large boxes at the location he pointed to. Fatty Wang stepped forward and opened them, and found a box of well-preserved submachine guns and pistols. It looked like they were US military equipment from decades ago.
Fatty Wang cheered, and Hu Bayi stepped forward and picked up a few. After getting acquainted with them for a while, they skillfully inspected the firearms.
These guns were sealed in wooden boxes and were surprisingly well preserved after decades.
"Great. With these weapons, this visit to the tomb will be absolutely foolproof."
Fatty Wang excitedly played with the submachine gun in his hand, glanced at Song Xing subconsciously, and a thought flashed in his mind.
I wonder if Song Xing can stop the bullet.
With this thought in his mind, he accidentally shifted the muzzle of the gun at an angle and pointed it vaguely at Song Xing.
Seemingly sensing Fatty Wang's thoughts, Song Xing raised his head, looked at him, smiled, and what he said made Fatty Wang suddenly break into a cold sweat.
"I advise you not to try it. These old-fashioned weapons can only be used against ordinary people."
Fatty Wang quickly lowered his gun with a silly smile and pretended to test the gun: "Old Hu, don't tell me, these guns are really well maintained."
After Fatty Wang finished speaking, he received no response from Hu Bayi. When he looked up, he saw Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang staring blankly behind him.
With a thump in his heart, Fatty Wang slowly turned around.
What caught the eye was a huge cat head.
Seeing Fatty Wang turn around, the cat's head turned a strange 180 degrees and stared at him.
When he saw the huge beak on the cat's head, Fatty Wang realized that it was actually a withered owl as big as two people.
Ordinary wither owls feed on rabbits, hedgehogs, wild cats, and pheasants. The terrifyingly large wither owl in front of him clearly regarded Fatty Wang as its prey.
Just when the withered owl was about to attack the prey in front of it, it suddenly felt its back sink. Then, no matter how much it flapped its wings, it screamed strangely and fell through the branches at its feet as if it had eaten a weight.
Seeing Song Xing suddenly appear above the withered owl and step it directly into the bushes, Fatty Wang patted his chest in shock.
Seeing that the plane was broken and on the verge of collapse, Hu Bayi and the others quickly took out the wooden boxes and climbed down the tree in a relay style.
When they came under the tree, they saw the huge withered owl standing next to Song Xing with an aggrieved look, but did not dare to spread its wings and leave.
Looking at its pair of extremely thick claws, Fatty Wang subconsciously took a few steps away. If he had been directly caught by the withered owl just now, he would probably not be dead or disabled.
"Master Song, have you subdued this withered owl?" Fatty Wang looked at the withered owl and couldn't help but asked curiously.
Song Xing nodded: "It's difficult to walk in the forest, so I'll take a mount instead."
Fatty Wang smacked his tongue and couldn't help but said with envy: "Ye Song is still awesome, this thing can be tamed and used as a mount."
Hu Bayi put down the wooden box in his hand and said, "Thanks to Mr. Song for discovering the airplane, we got a batch of good weapons."
Song Xing did not speak, but signaled the withered owl to take a few steps away, then came to the tree trunk again and put his hand on the trunk: "The airplane is secondary, the real thing is inside the tree."
After saying that, he gently exerted force on his arms, and the huge ancient tree that could not be hugged by more than a dozen people was directly shattered by Song Xing's palm with a huge roar.
The wreckage of the plane overhead lost its support, roared through the branches, and fell down.
Before Fatty Wang could scream, Song Xing waved his left hand lightly, bringing out a whirlwind and sweeping aside dozens of tons of debris, making a huge landing sound.
Seeing Song Xing's unbelievable methods again, Hu Bayi and the others felt a little numb.
But there was still a look of surprise on their faces when they saw the tree split open, revealing something in the middle of the trunk.
The ancient tree split open, and what was exposed inside the tree turned out to be a coffin made of crystal jade, glowing blood red from the inside out.
