Chapter 30 The Little Black Room (3)

The summer rain in Baiyun Township is abrupt and violent. The way I climbed the mountain has already spread the river to the human neck. Although I am very good at water, the problem is that the five-step killer snake is also a highly venomous amphibious snake. They swim back and forth in the short-lived river, looking for the exposed defensive weaknesses of prey and gnaw with poisonous fangs. During the heavy rain, the five-step killer snake and its natural enemies exchanged roles. Both the human and the wingless bird have become the targets of snake revenge and assassination. The tactless bird will jump to the big tree and wait for the rain to stop, while the humans will try to stay away from the river or not leave the boat for a moment.

I can't go down the mountain during heavy rain.

But I must leave Dazhai immediately during heavy rain.

No matter what, no more!

No matter how you overestimate the tracking ability of Wang Qinian, a Golden Pill Warrior, is not an exaggeration.

The island-wide map records that walking north from Dazhai into the clouds on the top of the Flying Star Mountain is a radius of 100 miles, and it is also a range where monsters may appear. Wang Qinian once led a capable team to enter the unmanned land several times to reconnaise monsters. Several supply points set by Chinese people were also marked in the unmanned land on the southern slope of the Flying Star Mountain in the map.

I plan to use the blind spots of people's thinking to retreat into the unmanned area and avoid it. After a few days, I gradually retreated and then sneaked into the patrolling military military in Shunshui Town to return to the South Island. Anyway, I have a detailed map on hand.

The appearance of monsters is not irregular.

According to the information I have collected, only when the Chinese people attacked the Baiyun natives in large numbers will the monster appear and take risks. Moreover, it never leaves the no-man's land. Its behavior is not to actively attack, but to just passive defense, preventing the Chinese people from crossing the mountain.

So I have two choices: I only wandered in the edge area for a few days. The risk was extremely small, but once I encountered a monster, I was eaten; 2. I waited around Dazhai until the rain stopped. At this time, Wang Qinian might track me immediately. What was waiting for me was unknown. The risk was medium and large, and the consequences were unknown.

I'll choose one.

I walked north into the fog in the no-man's land.

The spiritual energy of the underground spiritual veins of the Flying Star Mountain gushed out from the circular valley mouth on the top of the mountain, and it was condensed within a radius of a hundred miles on the top of the mountain.

The scenery on this mountain top is exactly the same as the ground.

Because it is just the same, it is amazing that this is a mountain that is thousands of feet high, and it has already accumulated snow on the side of the mountain.

I let out a long sigh and lay in a big word on the colorful lawn of falling flowers.

The flowers here are fragrant, the sun is bright, there is no rain, and there is a peaceful area.

The tension of seven days suddenly relaxed like a loose bowstring.

My stomach is roaring.

My anger is relatively shallow, and this escape took a lot of my mental strength.

Whether it is magic or scheming, it costs energy and energy.

Eating is not only a way to make up for the loss of vitality, but also a way to make up for the loss of mental damage. I want to follow the map to find Wang Qinian's secret supply points.

The air on the top of the mountain is excellent, and the sunset sinks westward, giving the hills a brilliant color.

Twenty miles deep into the unmanned land, I found a supply point.

This is a stone hut hidden in the forest, with sunset falling on the roof, shining brightly.

The door was not locked, so I pushed it in.

There are ten and a half stacks of straw mats in the house, and most of the area is occupied by urns that store food. The vacant area is simply arranged with a table and two or three futons.

There was no smell of people or beasts in the house, and there was a accumulation of spider web dust.

I felt a little bit incongruous.

Since there has been no one for a long time, why is the door not locked?

The explanation I thought of is that there are no large beasts on the island. I am not afraid of the invasion of wild beasts when there is no one. It is the top of the food chain under humans. Its food killing snakes are forced to enter dormant on the snowy mountainside. Its simple-minded wingless birds are even more unlikely to come to find food on the snowy mountain.

I tiptoed to lift the lids of the urns. As I expected, it was the pickled dried wingless bird meat, which made my index finger move.

After filling the ring with ten days' share, I no longer took more part of it as my supply to return to the cave, saving me time to hunt on the way; I brought some of it to Murong Zhi to taste me, so naturally I couldn't lack one of hers.

I still owe Wang Qinian a little favor. If Wang Qinian enters the uninhabited area next time, I will be stunned when I see the supply point being plundered by me. I want to write him a white strip and stuff it at the bottom of the jar. "Elder Wang Qinian, make a fairy relationship with you, and borrow food and grass for a while."

Of course, it was in the name of "Agnostic Island No Name" and the crooked handwriting of my left hand.

The evening breeze blew, and the wooden door I opened was covered by the wind.

All of the inside of the house suddenly became dark.

Inside, I couldn't see my fingers.

I suddenly remembered the sense of incongruity that I felt as soon as I entered the house.

What I really don't adapt to instinct is not that the room has no biological smell, but that the room has no windows or similar ventilation and light-transmissive facilities.

When I encounter the door being closed, I feel like I am surrounded by complete darkness.

A creepy sense of isolation.

I recalled the general location of the door in my mind. The room was not big and I could touch it soon.

You must keep the door open next time, and this kind of dark feeling is not good.

I walked towards the place where the door should have.

I listen, no, to myself, my feet, steps, sound.

Where is the door!

It should be in front!

"Bang"

Something tripped me up.

I got up and the sense of space was completely lost.

Don’t panic. This room is only ten and a half stacks of straw mats. If you are sure to hit a straight line in one direction, you will definitely hit the wall. Then slowly face the wall and knock on where the wooden door is.

"You'd better not move. The snake has crawled on you."

A voice came from the darkness, which was the only real thing in the small dark room. It was Wang Qinian's cold baritone.

This is his real voice after tearing away the passionate disguise.

I didn't hear the snake's hissing, but the feeling of fire burning came from my wrist, which was undoubtedly a snake biting it.

How come there are snakes? How did snakes come here? Don’t they all sleep on the mountainside?

I felt cold sweat.

Snakes of all sizes are wrapped around my body, and I am not afraid of protecting my body one day; but some small snakes rush into my back and spine from their necks.

Why isn't the beauty crawling into my clothes?

"You have practiced internal skills, and the bite just now should not kill you. But I remind you not to move around again next. If you have been bitten by hundreds of poisonous snakes, the first level of internal skills will be dead."

"Hehe, uncle, have you finished fighting with Aung San Baoyan? When did you follow me? I think it's great to get out of here?"

I laughed.

Well, I really want to make a fat man with a swollen face. I have lost the opportunity, and the subsequent negotiations must at least be a little bit arrogant.

Wang Qinian smiles:

"That was a trap I set up. After I found that you were not dealing with it, I used the message to communicate with a general outside the account, pretending to be the coming of Aung San Baoyan, so that I could observe and track you in the dark. I suspected that you were not acting alone, so I wanted to wait and see and then capture the power behind you. But now it seems that it is your personal purpose, and the idea of ​​escape is to adapt to the situation, have no plans, and have no help. So I will choose to have a good talk with you here."

Transmitting the sound into the secret? Why didn’t I think of this? The warrior of the Golden Pill can concentrate his own sound waves and only emit them into the ears of individuals like bats. I still rely too much on common sense.

"You have been following me since you left the account?"

"Not bad, but it never appears in your sight. As long as it does not appear in your sight, you will not feel my hidden energy in your state. When you enter this room, I will follow you in. You are such an interesting child, and you have the courage to pretend to be a charlatan and beat white strips in front of me."

It seems that the wooden door was not blown by the wind, but was closed by Wang Qinian.

He had subsonic movements, and before my eyes could detect them, he could go around behind me and attach to me like a shadow!

"This little black room is very nice. Why don't you open the window?"

I asked.

"This is both a supply point and a practice place I specially built. Once the door is closed, there will be no light. The snakes in the mezzanine will swim out from the bottom of the urn. Imagine that in an absolutely dark area, all of which have lost their sense of substance. There are nearly a thousand poisonous snakes parade everywhere, ready to give you a fatal bite at any time. All you can rely on is your own spiritual will."

What level does a warrior need to reach to be unscathed from it? He should keep his qi into a "living dead" state like dead wood and ashes, so that the snake can feel that it is not a creature that he swims by.

"How long can you stay in this little dark room?"

"I stayed for a month at the longest time, and I don't have time to practice for more than one month. If I have free time for military affairs, I also want to try to set my limit."

Keep your anger in the state of "living dead" for a month! It's really terrifying. Wang Qinian is probably in this state now. Apart from his voice, I can't notice his position when I lose my eyesight in the dark.

Keeping your anger at the "living dead" may also be my trick to get out of this small dark room.

"Okay, I'll start asking questions. If I ask, you will answer me, Yuan Jiankong."

Wang Qinian said.
Chapter completed!