When we returned to Laoya Ridge, the sky was already full of stars.
Wei Shiqi made a pot of salt tea, poured it into a wooden bowl and sipped it slowly. The tea is a tea brick bought from Xinyang Town. It is made from large leaves and mixed with many branches. If you are used to drinking this kind of bitter and bad tea, you will not be satisfied with other teas.
He leaned on the rock and thought over Deng Zhang's words during the day from beginning to end. He felt that it was not a trap. Although the old bear in Black Pine Valley was ferocious, he would be somewhat sure if someone from the Xiandu Clan took action.
Deng Zhang was vague in his words. He only said that the Xiandu Sect was a branch of Kunlun and belonged to the lineage of sword cultivators. His nephew had practiced under the Xiandu Sect for ten years and could easily deal with a mere beast. Wei Shiqi didn't ask any more questions. The two parties agreed to meet in Xinyang Town one month later and go to Black Pine Valley to hunt the golden-backed bear.
Before that, Wei Shiqi decided to go to Black Pine Valley first.
Having made up his mind, he put out the fire, got into the cave where he lived, wrapped himself in the animal skin and fell asleep without a dream.
Early the next morning, Wei Shiqi climbed up to Laoya Ridge covered with morning dew, came to the foot of a thick white-barked pine tree, bent his thumb and index finger, held it in his mouth and whistled twice loudly. After a while, the green wolf trotted from the forest to the tree and yawned at him.
Wei Shiqi pointed in the direction of Black Pine Valley and made a spying movement. Qing Lang was confused for a moment, his eyes turned sharp, his teeth bared, and he looked quite excited. Wei Shiqi patted his head and muttered: "The opportunity for revenge has come. Let's explore the truth first and take action next time."
This time Qing Lang didn't turn his head away. Its parents died at the claws of a golden-backed bear. Without the power of this male human, going to Black Pine Valley would just be a waste of time.
Qing Lang led the way, followed closely by Wei Shiqi, heading towards Black Pine Valley. The mountain road was rugged and difficult to navigate, and Green Wolf frequently stopped and waited, his eyes showing impatience and contempt. At noon, Wei Shiqi followed the sound and found a stream that meandered down the rocks and disappeared into the bushes. He found a place beside the stream to sit in the shade and took a few sips of the stream water. It was clear, sweet and very thirst-quenching.
There were still a few hills away from Black Pine Valley. Wei Shiqi was worried about disturbing the old bear, so he didn't light a fire. He took out a roasted wild boar leg from his backpack, tore off strips of dry and hard cold meat, and dipped it in some coarse salt. Put it in your mouth and chew hard. The green wolf ran into the bushes, caught a fat pheasant, and devoured it.
After taking a short rest, Wei Shiqi continued on the road. It was not until dusk fell and the moon rose above the treetops that he arrived outside the Black Pine Valley.
Wei Shiqi climbed up the high cliff and carefully stuck his head out. He saw the moonlight like water, illuminating a dense black pine forest. There was an open space in the middle of the forest. A huge bluestone was half buried in the soil. There were ten sparsely growing trees around it. There came a black pine, thick and strong, and the two of them barely hugged each other. The bark was damaged, the branches and leaves were half withered, and there were broken tree stumps everywhere. A fat old bear was sitting on the stone, raising its head towards the crescent moon, opening and closing its big mouth, breathing long and hard, trying to swallow the moonlight, with a long golden hair on its back, shining brightly.
Qing Lang stared hard at the murderer of his parents, opened his mouth to reveal his sharp white teeth, and suppressed silence, breathing a little heavily.
Perhaps it was an illusion, as the old bear's body seemed to expand a little with each breath, Wei Shiqi thought to himself: "It's amazing, it turned out to be a monster that has become a spirit, and it actually swallows the essence of the sun and the moon!"
A few thick dark clouds passed by, the moonlight faded, and the old bear jumped down from the bluestone, as if he was drunk, and staggered among the black pines, stumbling along the way, causing the tree trunks to buzz and tremble, and dead branches and needles to fall like rain. . Wei Shiqi noticed that every time the old bear hit the tree trunk, it was at the same place on its back, the end of the golden hair.
After tossing for a quarter of an hour, the old bear was like a deflated leather bag, exhaling streaks of white air. His body shrunk several times. Exhausted, he left the black pine forest and returned to the bear's den next to the rock. Go to sleep.
Wei Shiqi stayed outside the Black Pine Valley for more than ten days and found that the old bear appeared very regularly. He usually went outside the valley to look for food in the early morning, returned to the bear's den to rest in the afternoon, and wandered around in the forest at night until the bright moon was high. , when the moonlight was at its peak, he would climb up the bluestone to swallow the essence, and hit the tree with his back, making him extremely tired every time.
The old bear's whole body is as hard as iron. Even if it falls asleep, it cannot be hurt by bows, arrows and hunting forks. However, for the disciples of the Xiandu Sect, this is an opportunity they can take advantage of.
Wei Shiqi had made up his mind and was about to leave Black Pine Valley when Qing Lang bit the corner of his clothes and shook his head, signaling to wait. Wei Shiqi was puzzled, but the green wolf was always smart, so there must be a reason for doing so. Calculating that there was still plenty of time before the agreed date, he might as well stick to it for a few more days.
At dawn, the old bear left the black pine valley and went to look for food in the dense forest in the distance. The green wolf whined twice and suddenly plucked up the courage to rush out. He jumped between the cliffs like flying, passed through the pine forest, and went straight to the old bear. Go to the nest.
Knowing that Old Xiong would not turn around immediately, Wei Shiqi was still a little worried.
After less than half an hour, the green wolf rushed back to the cliff, holding a piece of broken animal skin in its mouth. It was black and smelly and unsightly. It placed the animal skin at Wei Shiqi's feet, its chest and abdomen were heaving, breathing heavily, and wagging its tail like a dog, extremely excited.
The stench of the things stolen from the bear's den hit his nostrils. Wei Shiqi stretched out his arms to pick up the animal skin, suppressed his nausea, and took a few glances. There are several weird human figures painted on the animal skin. One is squatting on the ground with its mouth wide open towards the full moon. The second one has his upper body stretched out and his back hits the tree. A straight line is drawn along the spine. The third one is thin and shriveled, spitting out from his mouth. A breath. Wei Shiqi's heart skipped a beat. This was clearly Lao Xiong's practice method of swallowing moonlight.
The green wolf calmed down for a while, rubbed his calf, and ran away quickly. Wei Shiqi didn't care to think about it, put the animal skin in his arms, and ran away with his long legs. One person and one wolf quickly disappeared into the dense forest. .
