Extremely cold. Winter snow covered the entire mountain, and the woods echoed with the sound of rushing and trampling, the sound of grass blades snapping and falling, and sometimes dull, sometimes high-pitched howls.
A few monkeys stuck their heads out and looked into the forest from a distance. They called out quickly and creaked, and they began to run on the branches, their little vests flapping in the wind.
The rare sunshine these days shone from the leaf tips, and the shadows of the wind-swept leaves swayed on the face and body of the young man who was sitting on a thick branch.
That was Wei Jing. He tilted his head, humming a tune, looking at the sky filled with thick smoke, and he seemed to be observing the spread of the smoke.
A monkey jumped on Wei Jing's body, squeaked, and pointed in the direction where the sound of running was getting louder.
"Finally here? You guys are so slow. I'm tired of waiting for the Sword King!" Wei Jing patted the little monkey on the head, and with a hey, he jumped up from the branch, twisted his waist and opened his arms in the air, like an eagle. Climb up another higher branch and look down at the forest ahead.
Compared to three years ago, Wei Jing's figure was much taller and stronger. He carried a long sword on his back and a long small leather bag hanging on his waist, revealing a small half of the metal strip. That was what he had done three months ago. The latest eight hand completed.
"Haha, here we come!" After Wei Jing saw the white snow in the forest ahead, several wild boars came running towards him. Behind the wild boars, there were about thirty monkeys wearing vests running around in groups on the trees. Each monkey The monkeys all held a slingshot in their hands and small bags hanging from their waists, which contained stones. The monkeys kept taking out the stones with their bows and shooting at the buttocks of the mountain pigs below, driving them away. Where Wei Jing is.
Wei Jing also began to run on the branches. He moved quickly, climbed and bounced, and knocked down masses of snow on the trees. He took a big leap, reached out and grabbed a long horizontal branch, swung around in a circle, and climbed to a large tree trunk in the distance. He held the branch of the trunk with one hand, and drew his sword out of its sheath with the other hand. He saw the mountain running towards him. When the pig stepped into the area under his feet, he swung his sword and slashed at a rope next to the tree trunk. The rope broke immediately, touching the mechanism, and the four corners of a large net underneath were pulled up with a clatter.
The wild boars howled and struggled. One after another they rolled and fell from the large net that was pulled up. Once they hit the ground, they fled in all directions. One small wild boar made other wild boars crowd in the center of the net. When all the wild boars escaped, , the little mountain pig was still tumbling in the net, and the four corners of the net were completely pulled up. The little mountain pig could no longer escape and could only keep struggling and making sharp and harsh sounds.
The monkeys around were excited and commotion, running and screaming on the treetops and on the ground. Wei Jing let go and dropped his hand. Several monkeys pulled a cart. Wei Jing connected the little wild boar to the net with a rope. He tied it up and put it on the cart.
Suddenly, a big thing jumped out from between the trees. It was a bigger wild boar, and it rushed straight towards Wei Jing. Wei Jing screamed in surprise, jumped into a somersault, and dodged the impact of the big wild boar. The big wild boar rushed towards him. The collision frightened the surrounding monkeys so much that they climbed up trees and shot stones at the big wild boar.
"Stop, you've shot me!" Wei Jing shouted, using his arms to block the stones that the monkeys shot at random, while he picked up a bundle of ropes from the ground.
The big wild boar turned around and rushed towards Wei Jing. Wei Jing hurriedly tied the rope, and just when the big wild boar's fangs were about to dig into his legs, he ducked sideways. , conveniently put the rope loop in his hand around the boar's mouth and nose, and pulled hard. The boar was in pain, and turned around to chase Wei Jing.
Wei Jing saw the wild boar coming, pulled the rope with one hand, and pressed the top of the wild boar's nose with the other hand, deflecting the force of the wild boar's collision and hitting the ground. With a bang, the wild boar turned over. Rolling, when he struggled to get up, Wei Jing's right front hoof and right back hoof were wrapped with ropes.
Wei Jing pulled the rope, pushed or pulled, turned or pulled, causing the wild boar to fall over again before it could stand upright. The next moment, the wild boar's four feet were wrapped with ropes and he was beaten several times. A dead end.
Wei Jing wiped his sweat, slapped the big mountain pig's ass hard, and said, "For the sake of you sacrificing your life to save your friends, I will eat you later."
Several monkeys pushed the cart over. Wei Jing first unloaded the small mountain pig, then put the big mountain pig on the cart with great effort, then put the small mountain pig on the big mountain pig's back and tied it up. After several laps of the rope, he breathed a sigh of relief and waved: "Everyone, let's go home -"
Hundreds of monkeys wearing cotton vests were very powerful. Dozens of monkeys took turns pulling the long rope in front of the cart. Wei Jing pushed it from behind, all the way up. Looking from the middle of the mountain, it was surrounded by high mountains. , this is not the Langshan Mountain that Wei Jing first climbed three years ago, but the Snake Mountain Mountain hundreds of miles away from Langshan Mountain.
Wei Jing led the monkey up the mountain happily and turned into a small mountain road. In front of him was a mountain wall on one side and a flat slope on the other. There were two wooden houses on the flat slope and a small shed in the distance. Seven or eight large iron cages housed a total of five wild boars.
Wei Jing pushed the cart to the pig cage, loosened the rope to drive the pigs, and put the two captured wild boars into a large iron cage. The watching monkeys under the shed squeaked and threw them into the cage. Spread the feed and stuff it into the water basin.
"Alas..." Wei Jing put his hands on his hips and walked back and forth in front of the pig cages, shaking his head repeatedly and saying to the pigs inside: "Whose turn is it today? To be honest, I really can't bear it... but... There is no other way, there is nothing else delicious on Snake Mountain, so you are the only one wandering around on the mountain. If not, who will you eat..."
Wei Jing squatted down in front of a cage and said to the wild boar inside: "Okay, it's up to you. You usually eat the most food. When you're full, you grunt and make noise. Don't blame me... …”
While Wei Jing was speaking, suddenly there was a loud and long sound of horns coming from the top of the mountain in front of him.
"It's coming! It's coming -" Wei Jing screamed and saw more smoke and dust filling the sky in the distance. He quickly pulled a few big cloths to cover the pig cage and shouted to the monkeys : "Everyone hide in the house——"
He ran and shouted, rushing into one of the cabins. Inside was a blacksmith's workshop, with a kiln, blowing equipment, and a large number of completed and unfinished weapons.
Wei Jing grabbed a large, thick cloak on a table, put it on his shoulders, and walked out of the house towards the higher reaches of Snake Mountain, towards the direction of the sound of the horn.
He ran through several mountain roads. There were no woods nearby. They were all solid rocky mountain walls covered with white snow. Looking from here, on the top of another big mountain not far from Snake Mountain, billowing smoke and dust rushed out, and the sky suddenly shook. The earth shook, and loud noises were heard in all directions, as if there was a giant dragon hiding in the mountain roaring, followed by red mountain fires erupting, spraying up half of the sky, and more smoke and dust released with the mountain fires.
"Wow -" Wei Jing was dumbfounded and quickly put on the big cloak. He quickened his pace and ran towards a round house in front of him. The house was made of solid stone and was coated with fireproof slurry. .
Wei Jing entered the house, and Yang Qiufei was standing by the window with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the eruption of the volcano more than ten miles away. After a while, he said: "Boy, where did you go wild again? I blew it so many times. Horn, are you here now?”
"Grandpa, I'm going to catch your favorite wild boar." Wei Jing said cheerfully, and moved to the window. He saw the volcano erupting wildfires, and the falling red slurry drew lines on the mountain. Red stains like blood stains.
