Unparalleled Double Harmony

Chapter 129 Rescue the Woodcutter in the Forest

Mihundang is a place hidden in the mountains, with criss-cross paths and swamps. It is named because of its complex and strange terrain and smog, which makes it easy for people to lose their way.

The words engraved on the mountain wall are telling Huang Donglai that he has broken into this enchanted place like "the gate of ghosts".

But Huang Donglai thought again...there seems to be something wrong with this word.

The mountain wall in front of me is so high, and the surface is bare, there is not even a stack to climb on. How can such a large dozen characters be carved at such a high place?

This place is deep in the mountains, even if you have a construction vehicle that can take a ladder, you can't drive in, not to mention that there is no such thing at all these days.

Could it be that a person with high martial arts uses internal force to remotely operate it?

This possibility does exist, and if this is the answer, then the martial arts of the person who carved the lettering must be the best of the best.

As mentioned earlier, a person who can release internal force and act on it from a very long distance is already a first-class master. Internal force engraving on a hard object in the distance" This kind of operation with both destructive power and precision must be achieved by a one-in-a-kind martial arts prodigy plus years of hard training.

If you think about it further, there is another possibility... Maybe this mountain wall was not a "mountain wall" before, but a "flat ground", and it was later "moved" by some immortal cultivators to become what it is now. state.

Of course, assuming that there is a person in this world who can move even mountains, then it should be more convenient for this person to "fly" up and engrave the words.

In any case, one thing is certain, that is: the person who carved these two lines is absolutely extraordinary.

What makes Huang Donglai puzzled is - what is the motive of this expert to engrave this word?

If the person who engraved this word wanted to remind and help others stay away from danger, then this person should have left some hints on how to escape here, but there is no such information in these two lines, they are simply telling you bad things information.

"Is this scaring people?" Therefore, Huang Donglai pondered for a while and made such a judgment.

This conclusion is roughly correct.

In fact, there were none of these words yesterday, but someone just engraved them earlier today, or in other words, they were specially written for him to read.

The person who carved the characters mainly wanted to test Huang Donglai's courage; he said that he was "scaring" him... that's right.

"Oh, forget it." Huang Donglai thought for a while, and then he said to himself, "I couldn't find the north, what is the difference between me and me wandering around in the mountains."

He chanted such a sentence, and continued to move forward despite his exhaustion.

Huang Donglai didn't know that if he chose to turn around and walk back at this time, he would walk out of the mountain forest in a short while, and he would never find his way back to that mountain wall in his life.

But precisely because he passed this first "test", he had to continue to suffer...

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The sky is getting darker, and the surrounding clouds are getting thicker.

The relentless chill was accompanied by the moisture in the mountains and soaked into Huang Donglai's bone marrow layer by layer, but at the same time, he felt extremely thirsty, which made his lips chapped and his throat sore.

"I can't go on like this..." Huang Donglai was really at his limit right now. After seeing the engraving, he walked for more than half an hour. He didn't even see the source of the water, and the surrounding scenery was similar and difficult to distinguish.

But he was also afraid that once he stopped and rested, he would never be able to stand up again. In that case...the only thing waiting for him was death.

"Help—Is there anyone—"

Just as Huang Donglai was thinking wildly, he could only hear a faint cry for help from the forest fog in the distance.

Huang Donglai thought at first that he was dizzy and hallucinating from hunger, but the further he walked, the clearer the voice became.

"Heh..." At this moment, Huang Donglai smiled.

When this person is at the end of the road, he is prone to this kind of mentality of breaking the cans and smashing the cans. At this time, if you encounter any bad things, you won't care too much.

"I'm a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. I can't save myself. I'm saving my life." Huang Donglai followed the voice with a wry smile.

After walking for about tens of meters, he saw... a man was leaning against a dead tree, shouting so weakly.

It was a man in his forties, tall and thick, dressed like a woodcutter, but at the moment he had neither an ax nor firewood.

Almost at the same second that Huang Donglai saw him, he also saw Huang Donglai.

"Ah! Young master, hurry...come and save me!" The man immediately raised his voice as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

"Hey...here we come..." Huang Donglai walked over with vacant eyes.

It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, it's that he really has no strength and can't walk fast.

When he got closer, Huang Donglai realized that there was something wrong with the man in front of him - the man's right leg was bent at a weird angle at first glance, like a twisted chicken wing like that.

"Brother, what is your leg..." Huang Donglai sized up the other party, and then asked.

"Oh...unlucky..." The man pointed to a steep slope not far away with a painful face, "Earlier today, I was chopping firewood in the forest on that slope, and I never thought that the soles of my feet would slip. I rolled down that slope, and ended up breaking a leg... At that time, it hurt me so much, I couldn't help it every day... Fortunately, I met you now, son. Waiting here alone until dark, I'm afraid I'm going to feed the wolves."

After Huang Donglai listened, he said in his heart: It's not the same when you met me, I'm not much better than you now, maybe I have to feed the wolves with you.

Of course, on the surface he still pretended to be calm and said: "Uh... this big brother, do you live in this mountain?"

"That's right." The man replied, "My name is Zhao Achun, and I live on the other side of this hillside, chopping firewood for a living."

"Chop firewood for a living?" Huang Donglai immediately looked suspicious when he heard the words, "You live in this deep mountain... Who can you sell the firewood you cut?"

"Sell it in the market." Zhao Achun replied in a natural tone.

"Market?" This made Huang Donglai feel even more strange, "Is there a market near here?"

Now Zhao Achun asked in a doubtful tone: "Cross the mountain in front of you and walk a few miles north to Yingjing County, son, you...don't you come from there?"

"Huh? Yingjing?" Huang Donglai also looked at the map before going out, and vaguely remembered the name of the place. He couldn't help but whispered, "I've traveled so far? This is almost to the northwest of Wawu Mountain."

"Young master...Young master?" Seeing Huang Donglai in a daze thoughtfully, Zhao Achun called him twice.

"Huh? What?" Huang Donglai came back to his senses and responded.

"Uh...Look, can you do me a favor and help me back home." After all, this is a matter of life and death, and Zhao Achun didn't want to be polite with Huang Donglai, so he directly made this request.

Ordinarily, this request is not too much. You are a young man, not to mention helping a person with a broken leg to walk two steps, even if you carry a person up the mountain, it should be no problem.

But now Huang Donglai is in a state where he is about to lie down, and he still hopes that someone will help him. This request is... a bit too much for him.

"Brother, let me tell you the truth..." Huang Donglai really had nothing to hide, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but I... came in from the southeast of Wawu Mountain, and walked all the way for four days and three nights before Arrived here, right now I haven't eaten or drank all day and night, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

"Ah? This..." When Zhao Achun heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became tense again, "Then what should I do..."

"How about that." Huang Donglai said, "Brother, do you have any food or drink on you? Bring some out for me first. I am a martial artist, so I just need to eat and drink, and then rest for a while. You can recover a lot of strength, and I can carry you home when the time comes."

"I don't have any on me." Zhao Achun replied in a very embarrassed tone, "I brought an ax and a basket with me when I went out this morning, and I lost them when I rolled down the hillside..." He said here, He seemed to think of something suddenly, "Eh? Or else... the thatched hut I live in is not too far from here, young master, you can go to my house alone first, and find some water and food in the house. You can eat a couple of bites, Take a break and come back to pick me up."

"Okay." Huang Donglai agreed without thinking too much; to him, it was not so much that he "helped" others, but rather that others helped him.

It was getting darker and darker, so without delay, Zhao Achun told Huang Donglai about the location of his residence in detail, and the two parted temporarily.

Perhaps because of rekindled hope, Huang Donglai, who was already at the end of his strength, gritted his teeth and squeezed out some physical strength, supporting him all the way up the hillside.

Zhao Achun did not lie, his residence is not too far from the place where his accident occurred. In normal times, Huang Donglai can get there in 5 minutes as long as he performs lightness kung fu. Even if an ordinary person walks from downhill to uphill The slope goes through a small forest, which is only 10 minutes away.

But at this time, Huang Donglai walked and crawled for more than half an hour before finishing the walk...

In this barren mountain, the thatched hut naturally didn't have any locks, so Huang Donglai opened the door and entered. As soon as he entered, he threw his luggage on the ground and went straight to the stove.

He lifted the lid of the stove and saw that there was half a piece of leftover cake in the pot, and he stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word, then he turned around and ran to the water tank in the other corner of the room to scoop it up with a ladle I took a sip of water to drink.

On a day like the winter solstice, you can imagine what the temperature is. The unheated cake and water are not so much cold as ice, but for a person who has not eaten or drank all day and night and is still walking on the mountain road, He wouldn't mind even if it was bad.

In less than 2 minutes, Huang Donglai solved this problem.

Without delay, he immediately sat on someone else's kang and began to exercise his energy and adjust his breath... Just like that, after another quarter of an hour, Huang Donglai got up again, ready to go back to rescue Zhao Achun.

Some people may be surprised, in such a short time, the swallowed cake has not been digested yet, and Brother Huang has finished adjusting his breath?

of course not……

After this rest, Huang Donglai only recovered a little bit, but he understood that Zhao Achun, who was still sitting in the field, was in a more urgent situation than him, and if it was later, the day would be completely dark, and there was a fear of accidents. , so he only recovered a little strength and went out again without even taking his luggage.

At this moment, he was thinking: Anyway, it's not too late to take Zhao Achun back first and then rest.

However, when he returned to the dead tree, something unexpected happened.

That Zhao Achun with a broken leg...has disappeared.

(End of this chapter)