Chapter 141: Adventures Under the Moon (Ⅰ)

The night breeze was blowing head-on, with a touch of floral fragrance, making Joan feel comfortable. At this moment there was a harsh shriek in front of him. Although he couldn't hear the beast howling, it made his scalp numb. The black horse underneath seemed to be frightened by the howling, stopped his footsteps, and hesitated, and he did not want to continue approaching in the direction where the howling came.
Joan turned and dismounted, stroking the foal's mane and calming it down. At this time, there was another strange howling in front, and the sharp, high-spirited rushed to the sky, scaring the horse who had just calmed down again.
Joan frowned, took the reins, and walked forward lightly, trying to figure out what monster was blocking his way.
With the hazy moonlight illuminating, Joan's eyes passed through the gap between the branches and leaves, and he saw a white figure wandering among the spruce forests near the river, his feet floating like non-stick. Joan approached a distance further, and after careful observation, it was a white-haired ape monkey. At first glance it looks similar to the common orangutan in the forest, but at a short distance it was discovered that this guy's size is much larger than that of the ordinary orangutan, standing straight at eight feet tall, and more terrifying is the birth of four thick long arms.
Joan held his breath and stared at the monster that was leaping across the forest and could not help worrying secretly. This monster called the "four-armed orangutan" appeared in the depths of the primitive jungle of Alfheim. Joan had also seen it once during his stay in the Algonquin Valley, when the security team of Povatan Village In the face of a great enemy, it took a lot of effort to drive away the four-armed orangutan who broke into the village to steal cattle. Unfortunately, the robber carried a small calf.
The four-armed orangutan has the same level of intelligence as ordinary apes and monkeys, but it is relatively smart in beasts, but its strength and temper are much greater than ordinary apes-four long arms work together to easily lift a bull high. , Tossed to the ground. The four-armed orangutan is grumpy and combative. A solo traveler like Joan, once discovered by the four-armed orangutan, must suffer a fierce attack.
Joan caressed the black horse's mane and signaled that it was creeping in the bushes so as not to make a noise, so as not to be noticed by the "mountain king" in the forest opposite. The black horse fondly obeyed his arrangement. Joan tied the reins to a bush, prepared daggers and shields, and crouched in the bushes to sneak in.
At the edge of the woods, Joan dared not continue to invade the four-armed orangutan's "territory", picked up a small stone, blessed it with "illusion", and then inspired the "higher mage hand", and the remote magic hand held the stone Delivered to the limit distance that mana can maintain, and then struggled to throw away.
The stone draws an arc in the night sky, and when it hits the ground, it triggers a "phantom" and emits a loud burst of laughter.
The four-armed orangutan swinging on the tree immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the laughter, widened his eyes alertly, flicked off his four long arms, and the wailing monster ran to the past.
Seeing that it was attracted by the bait, Joan immediately turned his head and ran back to the bush where the dark horse was hiding. He hurriedly untied the reins, mounted the horse and galloped, and rushed through the woods before the four-armed orangutan was cheated. Until the Black Colt was tired and sweating.
Qiao An sighed, turned and dismounted, took the reins and walked to a shoal on the river bank, let the horses go to drink water, and he also filled a pot of clear river water, lifted the pot of pain, and ran a dry throat.
The night breeze blew down the river, and the floral scent that followed along the way and sometimes disappeared became more intense. Joan took a deep breath of flowers, as if a pair of tender and invisible hands were soothing his nervous nerves and unconsciously relaxed.
Joan glanced back at the black horse, and the animal seemed to be influenced by the wonderful floral fragrance. Without the permission of his master, he took a broken step towards the direction of the floral fragrance.
Joan hurried to catch up with the reins and vaguely felt something was wrong. He studied pharmacology with Dr. Kairandil and knew that the fragrance emitted by certain plants during flowering contains special medicinal ingredients, some of which can attract certain types of mosquitoes and facilitate pollination of flowers; some even contain toxins, which can make olfactory The scented creatures have hallucinations.
The floral scent from the night breeze caused Joan to suspect that this floral scent contains ingredients similar to sedatives, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why smelling this scent makes people mentally distracted and drowsy.
Joan took out his handkerchief, soaked it in water, and covered his face with the floral fragrance. Sure enough, I felt that my mind had become awake, and I was about to urge the horse away from this strange place, and a roar came suddenly behind him. The echo stirred in the night sky, and the forest house birds were frightened, screaming and flapping their wings, like a cloud of clouds over the treetops.
Hearing this familiar roar, Joan guessed without looking back, it must be the "four-armed orangutan" catching up!
The four-armed orangutan's strange roar followed, quickly from far to near. The black horse was frightened and fled in a panic. Joan was nearly dragged down by the startled horse, and ran a few steps quickly to jump on the horseback, holding the reins and forcing the black horse to keep the right direction.
In front of the beach is a valley shaded by greenery. Joan was anxious to get rid of the four-armed orangutan chase, urged the horse to rush into the valley, and ran out of the two miles to find that the valley was full of flowers blooming, and mostly red mandala, the crimson sea of ​​flowers swayed by the wind under the moonlight, strong floral fragrance It made him feel dizzy.
Jo An settled down and realized that the roar behind him had disappeared. I wonder if the four-armed orangutan was tired and gave up the chase. What worries him even more is that the black horse's mental state is very abnormal, and he was just scared to run wildly. At this time, he smelled the fragrance of the mandala flowers, and he showed the kind of trance and slackness. slow down.
Joan turned and dismounted, covered his wet handkerchief on his face, and tied a knot around his head to make a simple gas mask to resist the weird floral scent from all directions. Then he pulled a towel from the saddle bag and twisted it. Open the kettle and wet the towel, covering it on the black horse's face, and also made it a "gas mask".
Stimulated by the cold water, the black horse's consciousness recovered, and obediently followed Joan to the depths of the valley.
Joan wanted to go through the secluded valley covered with mysterious atmosphere as soon as possible, but the strange movements behind him forced him to stop, led the horse into a bush, held his breath, and went out through the dense branches Spying.
About three minutes later, a huge white shadow appeared in his field of vision, it was the four-armed orangutan who followed him. The monster initially climbed the branches and flew all the way, jumping from one tree to another, and to the depths of the valley, a large piece of low mandala flowers replaced the tall trees, and the four-armed orangutan was forced to jump from the tree. , With a pair of lower arms to assist a pair of sturdy short legs to run on the ground, jumping and jumping, not as fast as a horse.
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