Imagine the world

Chapter 115

Moving forward in the undulating mountains, stopping from time to time to release wood magpies, not only recording various data, but also recording the time and place of data collection.The further you go towards the plateau, the cooler the climate becomes, and you can even gradually feel a little bit of humidity.

It is a small dry season in the wilderness outside the mountain, but the higher the terrain is, the higher the air humidity is. It may be that the wind blowing from the ocean is blocked by the plateau, forming convection and eddies here.

Hua Zhenxing climbed several continuous mountains, and the altitude of the high place has reached more than a thousand meters. When he entered a plateau valley, it was already dusk on the fourth day after his departure this time.

Looking at the oncoming sunset and colorful clouds, the sky actually started to drizzle.The sun was shining obliquely, and the rain was falling overhead. Lush vegetation appeared in the deep valley under the setting sun, and there were several places reflecting the glow, which were lakes dotted in it.

The place Mr. Feng circled on the map has arrived. It is not easy to get here. Under normal circumstances, no one will come here for many years.The surrounding area is too precipitous and desolate, as if the essence of this piece of heaven and earth is concentrated here.

Hua Zhenxing found the waterfowl, and as far as the eye could see, there were small dots cruising on the water surface, and some of them were still flapping their wings and flying in the sunlight.He walked down the slope with a backpack and a stick, and found that there were not only wild ducks, but also pelicans, black herons and water chicks!

This is a long and narrow valley between two branched mountain ranges. It is slightly spindle-shaped from south to north, with a length of more than ten kilometers and a width of several kilometers at its widest point.Lakes and vegetation can be seen on the satellite map, but it is far less shocking than the feeling of being on the ground.

Hua Zhenxing's first feeling was shock, because he had never seen such a scene, the delicacy and magnificence inherent in the rough and desolate, the beauty and spirituality presented in the rough and wild.Discovering such scenery in this world is like living in Port Fiso since childhood, dreaming of a beautiful world.

According to the map, the highest mountain around is 100 meters above sea level, and the water surface of the lake in the valley is about 800 meters above sea level.There are five lakes, large and small, surrounded by lush vegetation. Cliffs, shoals, meadows, and woods form various lakeshore forms, and you can have a panoramic view from high places.

Walking into the valley, the vegetation becomes more and more lush from sparse, from short grass close to the ground to long grass, bushes, various wild flowers, wild fruits, and then tall trees appear.

In the center of the valley there is a raised small highland, which is composed of continuous hills with a height of 200 to [-] meters. Next to it is a crescent-shaped lake around the hills. bamboo forest.

When Hua Zhenxing came to the water's edge, he found many surprises in the grass and earthen nests in the forest - all kinds of bird eggs.The green part of the eggshell is the wild duck egg, and the dark brown eggshell is the juvenile egg, which is quite fresh!There are also pheasants in the jungle. Wild eggs are a little smaller than ordinary eggs, so they must taste good, right?

Hua Zhenxing has never been so happy before, picking up so many eggs casually!He didn't take too much at one time, he just picked up a few fresh ones for dinner, anyway, there are plenty of them here, and you can eat them anytime you want.

Bird eggs are divided into fertilized eggs and unfertilized eggs, and Hua Zhenxing, who has practiced the Nourishing Technique and mastered the spiritual consciousness, can actually tell the difference.

Hua Zhenxing camped on the hillside of the small hill in the middle of the valley. There was a thick layer of bamboo leaves on the ground, which made a rustling sound when stepped on, making it very comfortable.Cleared out an open space and set up a tent, then built a small earthen stove, and processed a stone pot and pot cover.

The method of refining spiritual consciousness is really easy to use. Find a stone of similar size and process it like gold ore. You don’t need to refine any ingredients, just break down the unnecessary parts and keep the outline of a pot. As for the pot lid It's even simpler.

He decomposed stones with his divine sense in this way, and he thought he could easily process a stone pot.If another cultivator from the three realms saw it, his jaw would drop in shock. Does anyone else do this?

Hua Zhenxing didn't know this. As a "human-shaped alchemist", he can extract almost one kilogram of pure gold from mine gold every day, which is already a miracle!And the only "monks" he is familiar with are Manman and Locke, and these two are equally wonderful.

The stone pot is not used to make eggs, but to prepare stewed duck soup.He found another slate and heated up fried eggs on the fire, and also spread a little bit of vein glue, and put the seasoning that he brought with him, and he ate to his heart's content.

The drizzle has been falling intermittently, but it has no effect on Hua Zhenxing.He recently not only learned paper airplanes and wooden magpies, but also learned water control with Manman.Although his water control technique is not as exquisite as Manman's, it doesn't seem to take much effort not to let the rain fall on his body.

After eating the fried eggs, Hua Zhenxing caught a wild duck nearby, processed it in the dark by the lake, put it in a stone pot, and stewed it on the embers of the earthen stove, then got into the tent to rest, and took out his phone to read it. Photos taken today.

Hua Zhenxing brought a power bank, and he didn't turn it on much on the way. After arriving in this valley today, he turned on his phone and was afraid of many photos along the way, such as scenery, flowers and birds, earthen stove and stone pot.

He found at least three kinds of bamboo here. Although he had never seen a bamboo forest before, he had read various articles about bamboo and seen many photos.

The first kind of bamboo grows near the water by the lake bank. It is thinner than chopsticks but has huge leaves, one foot long and one palm wide.

There is also a kind of bamboo that mainly grows at the foot of the mountain. It is one or two fingers thick and stands tall. He named it Huangzhu.The last kind of bamboo mainly grows on the hills. It is thick and thin from the mouth of the cup to the mouth of the bowl. It should be called moso bamboo.

He also photographed the bamboo shoots of Huang bamboo and moso bamboo. Sure enough, there are also bamboo shoots here in autumn, and some of them have grown very tall.He was not in a hurry to pull out the bamboo shoots. It is said that the freshest bamboo shoots should be picked at night. It is best to pick them before the sun comes out, and then process them quickly.It happened to be raining today, and there must be new bamboo shoots in the morning tomorrow.

Hua Zhenxing picked up some photos by the way, and posted them in Mr. Feng's Weixin. Even if they can't pass them today, it's tantamount to saving them as a file first, so that they won't have to open the album to find them again when they can be sent next time.

He finally attached a paragraph of text: "I have found a place, and there are bamboo shoots and wild ducks. The duck soup has been stewed, and it is stewed at night. Tomorrow morning, I will pick new bamboo shoots to make Pianerchuan."

Unexpectedly, all the messages have been sent. Mr. Feng should be swiping his phone, and he replied in seconds: "I found the place so quickly! In fact, Pianerchuan is only a staple food, and you can cook two dishes."

Hua Zhenxing: "What dish? I only brought noodles besides the seasoning."

Mr. Feng: "Beggar pheasant and fish in stone pot! I saw the pheasant you photographed, even the stone pot is set up. It's a pity not to cook these two dishes under such good conditions."

Hua Zhenxing: "I'll try it tomorrow."

Immediately, he realized something was wrong, and sent another message: "There is obviously no signal here! How do you send and receive your messages?"

Mr. Feng sent a laughing emoji, and then left a message saying: "There is indeed no signal there, you must pay attention to safety alone, and don't act rashly in case of danger. Since I can receive your message, you can find a way to notify me if you encounter any situation .”

Hua Zhenxing: "I didn't find any poisonous insects or beasts."

Mr. Feng: "Where in the wilderness, be careful when encountering bad guys!"

There is no one here, there is not even a shadow of a ghost, besides, Hua Zhenxing is not afraid of any bad guys now, on the contrary, bad guys should be careful not to meet him.Even though there is no mobile phone signal, he can still contact Mr. Shangfeng, which is quite amazing!But Hua Zhenxing has encountered many miraculous people or things now, and he is already very adaptable.

Hua Zhenxing tried his mobile phone again, but he couldn't send or receive any other messages. It seems that Mr. Feng's supernatural power just now should be used, and he hopes that he can learn it in the future.

Hua Zhenxing put away his mobile phone and sat quietly in the tent to recuperate. The rain outside became heavier again, and there was thunder in the valley.The camping place he chose is fairly safe, and it should not be struck by lightning.After a while, the thunder stopped and the rain stopped, and Hua Zhenxing heard the sound of new shoots breaking through the ground and young bamboos jointing around them.

Even without divine consciousness, the movement is very clear. This is the first time Hua Zhenxing has heard such a sound. The seemingly invisible vitality can also be presented so vividly.

He already had the same realm of all senses, and when he heard a weak voice, the corresponding scene would appear in his soul.A hairy bamboo shoot as tall as half a person made a "click" sound, as if it had accumulated a force to break through something, and suddenly opened a section, and two pieces of bamboo shoots fell to the ground...

This uninhabited world is inexplicably vivid and lively. Such an environment is simply too suitable for the practice of nourishing the soul. Hua Zhenxing sensed the mysterious so-called "spiritual inspiration" in a trance, and it seemed to be everywhere.

Hua Zhenxing realized an unprecedented state. He seemed to have turned into the consciousness of heaven and earth. He was feeling and understanding the existence of everything. After practicing the Nourishing Technique for so long, he finally touched a brand new realm.

In the early morning of the next day, Hua Zhen walked out of the tent and felt refreshed and clear, and then began to pick bamboo shoots.He chose the kind of purple-skinned bamboo shoots that are as thick as a finger. They were not cut into slices like those in the recipe, but were peeled and cut into two from the middle. They were briefly blanched in hot water, and then put into the duck soup. .

The duck soup has been stewed. Although the fire in the earthen stove has gone out, the stone pot is still warm, and there is an attractive aroma when the lid is opened.The fresh bamboo shoots have to be cooked for a period of time before they can be eaten.Hua Zhenxing was not in a hurry, and after lighting the fire, he went to catch a pheasant, which was most suitable for beggars.

There must be fish in the lake, but they are not very easy to catch. Besides, I didn’t bring any suitable ingredients. Let’s forget about the stone pot fish today, but we can cook the beggar and pheasant first.It doesn't matter if there are no lotus leaves. Pick a few more big bamboo leaves to wrap the packed pheasant, wrap it with a layer of mud, and stuff it under the earthen stove fire.

When you go back, you must tell Mr. Yang about this good place. By the way, show him all the photos you took. He will definitely be hungry... Next time, I will bring Manman with me. Not only will I cook beggar pheasant, but I will also stew it on the spot. Stone pot fish.

While Hua Zhenxing was thinking this way, he carried a long stick to the top of the small hill, and let the wooden magpies fly in the morning glow.

　Ask for a double monthly ticket! !

　　

　

(End of this chapter)