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At night, there are a lot of faint fluorescent light in the jungle, some from fireflies, some are not. Bing Zhixie walked all the way to the left along the Rift Valley. He didn't know how long he had walked. He didn't slow down until he felt a little tired. He said: "How long has it gone, has it been an hour?"
In the woods there were bugs, and under the valley was the sound of gurgling water.
Although it is said to be walking, this walk is not an ordinary walk. Bing Zhixie can walk along this road much faster than walking: "It should be an hour, how come it hasn't arrived yet?" He stopped gradually. In the footsteps, looking at the front: "Be fooled! They must have noticed my shadow long ago and found that I was following them before they deliberately said those words to deceive me. Damn bastard!"
Bing Zhixie turned around and ran back, but he ran a few steps and then stopped: "At this time, they must not be able to catch up with them, maybe they have reached Beiwangpo." He looked around and took out the compass. Looked at: "Which direction should I look?"
Then some noise came from the forest.
Bing Zhixie was shocked, thinking that it was the Iron Curtain Squad who came back, but then thought of the impossible, they would have chased it long ago.
A group of Warcraft slowly came out of the forest, with open teeth and fierce eyes. Most of the Warcraft in this secret forest are offensive, not as gentle as the Warcraft in the wilderness around the town.
"Damn it!" Bing Zhixie couldn't help but swear, when he didn't want to do too much entanglement with these guys, he took a few steps to get up in the air, a wind magic in his hand broke the leaves and branches covered by his head The big hole flew out.
Standing above the dense forest, there is an endless forest at the foot, and the leaves rustle as the wind blows. In the moonlight, occasionally you can see something rising up in the woods, and I don’t know what is the nocturnal Warcraft is hunting.
Bing Zhixie looked at this forest completely out of direction. The trees here are completely different from the trees in the foggy forest. In the foggy forest, there are still many gaps between the trees, but the trees here are completely continuous. And the trees here are almost the same height, as if they were neat wheat in the wheat field, like the sea.
"Where should I go?" Bing Zhixie looked at the compass, at least it was impossible to go back, and the Firebirds tricked him to go to the left, the left is east, certainly not. He called out the Emperor Dragon, landed on it, and flew in one direction...
Dilong's speed is very fast, but it still took a while to fly to the edge of the jungle. Looking at the grass and hillsides outside the jungle, this is the North Wangpo?
Of course not. First, Bing Zhixie does not believe that he has such good luck. Second, the North Wangpo that he learned from the hotel is not like this, nor is it outside the jungle. He had to turn around and look back.
After looking for a while, Bing Zhixie stood on the Dragon's Back. Apart from a little angry, he was helpless. He said: "It is impossible to find Beiwangpo from the air. This jungle is big. It’s not big, it’s not small, it’s not possible to find a few days and nights here, otherwise they will not spend money to hire a guide for the will of God.
But what if you don’t find it from the air? Go back to the jungle and start again? Or go back to the city to find a guide? Without a guide, this forest is a labyrinth. Returning to the guide will take a day or two to delay. I am afraid that at that time, anything at Beiwangpo was taken away by ‘God’s Will’ and ‘Pearl of Night’.
Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, Bingzhixie sighed in his heart. He looked down at the sea of ​​trees still swaying slightly in the wind below for a while, and suddenly saw a person jump on the treetop. At first he thought what Warcraft had jumped on, but a closer look was indeed a person. The person was looking at this, and apparently a dragon appeared out of thin air to attract his attention.
Bingzhixie flew past.
The man was a little surprised to see a 15-year-old boy fell beside him, but when he saw that he was not malicious, he calmed down and looked up and down.
Bing Zhixie, he looks like he is about 60 years old. He has gray hair and gray beard. He holds a very old but still heavy thick knife in his hand, and a lot of bits and pieces on the hips and shoulders. And asked: "Are you a hunter here?"
The old hunter glanced at the dragon in the sky, then looked at him, and nodded: "Yeah, I am an old hunter here. I have been hunting here for more than 40 years."
"Very good." Bingzhixie felt happy, thinking that since he was an old hunter here, he must be very familiar with this jungle. He was busy and said: "Come on one thing, can you take me to Beiwangpo?"
The old hunter said: "This is Beiwangpo."
Bing Zhixie froze: "Huh?"
"Actually, Beiwangpo is this dense forest, but only later specifically pointed to that pit." The old hunter said that at that time, the province of Epura was not part of San Vikya, and that this area and a large area around it were still one country. At that time, the country had been fighting San Biqueya for many years. Many lands in the north were eroded. Many refugees in the north fled to the south. They vowed to recapture their homeland. They also assembled a large number of troops to prepare to go north, but it was ultimately because of the king’s Cowardly, under the pressure of San Biqueya, the army failed to make several trips to the North Expedition, and finally it could only look north and sigh, so it was called Beiwangpo.
Bing Zhixie was not interested in listening to these historical allusions. When he finished, he immediately said: "Then can you take me to Beiwangpo, and now I am referring to Beiwangpo, I will thank you."
The old hunter said: "I can take you there, I don't have to pay for it, but I have to prepare it first."
Bing Zhixie said thank you, summoned Zafino, left one piece, a magic circle to collect it back.
Following the old hunter for more than two hundred meters, he came under a big tree. The old hunter stepped on the trunk and jumped to a large branch of ten meters high, and then disappeared.
Bing Zhixie also jumped up. It turned out that there was a hole in the trunk, and a small tree house was pulled out. There were not only beds, homemade chairs, but also a homemade cabinet. The wall was also smoothed, and two photo frames were actually hung on it.
The old hunter said: "I often hunt in the woods. Sometimes I stay here for a long time, so I made a small nest. How is it, not bad."
"Do you stay here often, don't you go back to accompany your family?" Bing Zhixie saw the picture frame on the wall, one was a picture of him and his wife when he was younger, and the other one should be their family portrait. His wife is older, there is a man and a woman in the middle, it should be his children: "You have been a hunter for so many years, the family should be good."
"What are you going back to do? No one is at home." The old hunter sighed slightly, revealing a lonely look: "My wife died of illness two years ago, my daughter was married abroad, and it is rare to come back once or twice a year. Provincial college students, at his age, he would rather spend holidays with his classmates than come back to see me." The old hunter smiled bitterly: "I think this place is more like my home, so I must stay here. For more than forty years!"
Bing Zhixie didn't want to cause any emotion in his life anymore. When he came outside the village house, he found that there were many iron cages hanging from the branches, some of which were large and small, some were empty, and some had already closed Warcraft. The business of being a Warcraft Hunter can be regarded as a business without capital. If you can catch a good game, you will earn a lot of income. This old hunter is so old that he can still hunt here. Presumably he is also capable.
The old hunter was ready soon. He jumped from the tree. Bing Zhixie had been waiting under the tree for a long time. He said: "It looks like you are in a hurry, don't be so anxious for young people to do things."
Bing Zhixie smiled: "No, it's just that the feces of Warcraft in the cage are really unpleasant." He is not an anxious person, even if he is anxious, he won't show it easily.
"Haha, I'm used to not feel it." The old hunter's smile is very hearty: "Come with me, it's not very far from here to the pit, you will be there soon. Let's go!" , Quickly swept in one direction.
The old hunter was really familiar with this closeness, and several times Bing Zhixie watched the road ahead blocked by a big tree, and couldn't get through, he could find a crack in it and drill through. As he said, this forest is his home, he knows every tree and every inch of land here.
It didn’t take long for Bing Zhixie to reach the rift several meters wide. Unlike last night, he was on the other side of the rift.
The old hunter said: "Go to the left along this valley, see a big rock, and then walk in the direction of the few trees to get to the big pit." He said to the left, which is the right side opposite the rift: "But I know a short way and I can arrive faster."
Bing Zhixie said: "You're not talking about the river below."
"Smart." The old hunter asked, "Will you swim?"
"Yes." As soon as the voice of Bing Zhixie fell, he jumped down, and Bing Zhixie quickly jumped down.
The river flows to the right, that is, countercurrent. However, Bingzhixie did not go into the water now. The old hunter stepped on the two walls and flew through the rift like a dark shadow. Bingzhixie followed him with an empty tread.
But it didn't take long for this rift valley to become narrower and narrower, and there was only one gap left above his head. The old hunter shouted in front: "Ready." He said that he planted in the water and dived.
Bing Zhixie took a deep breath and drilled into the water.
The water is cold, this dense forest is originally opaque, and it is still dark in the water. But the old hunter soon lit the spar on his clothes, and directed Bing Zhixie to follow him.
The water is very turbid, but not very deep. Through the crystal light, the ice can also see the small fish in the water, the small shrimp caught on the stone, and the turtle hidden in the water grass. Within seconds of launching the water, Bing Zhixie found himself swimming into a water hole, it turned out to be an underground river...
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