After staying in the valley for two days, nothing bad happened. Yang Xiuwen felt that he might be nervous.

The camp was not set up in the valley, but on a gentle slope a few hundred meters outside the valley. There were several banyan trees and oak trees, forming a natural barrier.

In the early morning, the sun can shine into the camp, and at night there is a breeze. There is a creek a few hundred meters away, making it easy to get water.

Yang Xiuwen's task is to guard the camp and prepare breakfast and lunch.

After Wen Dexing and others finished eating, they went into the valley to collect specimens. At noon, they came back to finish lunch, rest for a while, and then entered the valley.

When he came back the next night, he had already prepared dinner and everyone rested.

Li Li and Shui Maosheng followed them the whole time. As for Yang Xiuwen, they were not worried at all because they knew that he was a martial arts master.

With the mosquito repellent powder he provided, there were no mosquitoes or venomous snakes around the camp, and everyone gradually became dependent on him.

It seemed that as long as he was around, everything was safe and secure. Feng Min would run to his tent in the middle of the night. Everyone knew the reason: he was afraid. In the morning, he would quietly return to his tent.

Yang Xiuwen teased her, isn't this just fooling around?

She rolled her beautiful eyes and said, "If you want to take care of me, be careful I'll beat you up!" She also waved her little fist, looking very cute.

Yang Xiuwen beat her once.

On the first day, when they first entered the valley, Yang Xiuwen was worried about everyone's safety and followed him in. Feng Min couldn't resist the temptation of the red fruits on the poisonous arrow tree and reached out to pick them. Professor Wen was too late to stop him.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yang Xiuwen pulled her back and hit her head hard, causing tears of pain to flow out.

She looked at Yang Xiuwen with tears in her eyes, waiting for him to give her an explanation.

But Yang Xiuwen didn't explain it to her. Instead, he took out a knife, cut off a branch, dipped the tip of the knife in the juice from the cut, and then scratched a frog.

The jumping frog kicked its legs and died instantly.

When Feng Min, Wang Sheng, and Lai Yingjun saw this, their expressions changed.

The days went by like this. Today is the fifth day. Many plant specimens have been collected in the camp, either branches, flowers, or rhizomes. They are fixed in the box with a special small wooden box, labeled, and placed in the box.

In a separate tent.

In the evening, he received a special task and accompanied Feng Min to take a bath in the creek.

Don't get it wrong, Feng Min is taking a bath, and he is watching over him not far away.

When they came to a bend in the creek, there happened to be a big stone. Feng Min could bathe behind the stone.

Feng Min blushed and said, "Go over there and don't peek, otherwise, huh!"

As she spoke, she raised her little fist again.

Yang Xiuwen smiled and nodded: "Okay, you wash it, I'll go over there."

He looked up at the star-studded sky and jokingly said to Feng Min: "It's so dark that you can't see even if you want to!"

In the darkness, Feng Min felt that her face was very hot.

She whispered to him: "Xiuwen, do you really want to see it?"

As soon as Yang Xiuwen heard this, he ran away. As he ran, he said, "I didn't hear what you just said."

Feng Min looked at the running black figure resentfully and whispered: "You idiot, you are a coward!"

As a cultivator, he could see things in the dark just like during the day. Sitting not far away, from the corner of his eye, he could see the white body exposed behind the stone from time to time, and from time to time there was a rushing sound in his ears.

An indescribably seductive image appeared in my mind and I couldn't get it out of my mind. My heart was beating fast and my face became very red.

Touching my hot face, there is always an unknown impulse in my heart, and I want to rush over, but my reason tells me that I can't, no, I have Xiaotong, and I love Xiaotong very much.

At this time, Feng Min's voice came from behind the stone: "Xiuwen, are you here?"

He suddenly woke up and said: "Sister Min, I'm here, don't worry about washing!"

"Oh! Xiuwen, don't go, I'm afraid, wait for me!" Feng Min's voice came again.

Yang Xiuwen calmly replied: "Okay, I won't leave, I'll wait for you."

After Feng Min finished washing, she called him and ran towards him. Yang Xiuwen greeted him, and Feng Min jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Yang Xiuwen raised his hands high, slowly lowered his hands, placed them on Feng Min's soft shoulders, and patted her gently.

Said: "Sister Min, don't be afraid, I'm here."

After saying that, he wanted to push her away, but Feng Min hugged him hard, buried her head in his chest, and said, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while, just for a while."

Smelling the faint scent of soap on the girl's body, my calm heart began to beat again, feeling both conflicted and expectant.

Feng Min raised his head and could vaguely see Yang Xiuwen's handsome face in the darkness. He couldn't help but kiss him on the face, then turned and ran towards the camp.

Yang Xiuwen stood there blankly, raised his hand and touched the kissed face. The feeling was beautiful, warm and soft.

He turned to look at the girl running away, shook his head, and followed her back.

In the middle of the night, Yang Xiuwen woke up on time. In the past, Feng Min would run to his tent at this time and snatch his sleeping bag.

But today, I didn’t come, ten minutes, twenty, half an hour, I didn’t come.

The anxious heart relaxed, but for some reason, I felt a sense of loss...

In two days, this scientific examination will be over.

Feng Min collected thirty or forty species of animal and plant specimens. Feng Min captured a gold-striped black and pink butterfly. It was very big. Its wings were spread as big as two adult palms. There was a golden border around the wings. It was pure black.

There are three pairs of symmetrical white circles with colorful spots on the wings.

At first glance, it looks like Zhang Fei’s face in Peking Opera facial makeup.

Since there was no suitable specimen folder, Yang Xiuwen made one for her out of wood.

Needless to say, the sharpness of the fish intestine sword is enough to break trees as thick as a bowl with one swing, and the resulting specimen folder is extremely exquisite.

Feng Min was so surprised that he took advantage of his unpreparedness and attacked him again.

This kind of game happened several times between the two. Yang Xiuwen slowly accepted it and seemed to enjoy it.

But the feeling of guilt inside became stronger and stronger.

He had searched the nearby mountains and forests in his free time, but except for a few traces of human activity, he could not find the spiritual stone he expected.
Chapter completed!