Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 389
The slanted sun hangs among the clouds.

At twilight, the forest swayed in the wind, the sound of stroking branches, and occasionally human voices could be heard. Soon, two figures walked along the rugged mountain road, pushing aside the weeds. Falling to the grass, dig out the medicinal materials with roots and leaves and throw them into the basket behind.

"It's getting dark. After walking up the mountain, we should go down the mountain quickly."

This was for his companion. The man carried the firewood on his back, looked up at the sky outside the gap in the forest, and nodded: "It's getting dark soon, so don't go any further. I heard my uncles say at the entrance of the village last night. , I heard a tiger howling in the mountains recently, there may be a big bug coming to this mountain, and I have to report it to the government today."

The two are from the same village. They played together since they were young. They earned a few extra coins during the slack season. They often go up the mountain together. One collects herbs and the other firewood, taking care of each other.

"Ouch."

The herb picker walked weakly, threw the herbs into the back basket, fell down while keeping up with his companions, and then got up again, his face was blackened with mud.

"Take a break."

At this time, it is already relatively deep in the old forest, and birds are singing everywhere. Occasionally, there are a few apes calling from the foothills in the distance, echoing in the mountains.

"You said we are unlucky, will we encounter a big bug? Eat us both."

"Crow's Mouth, good ones don't work, bad ones, don't make us so unlucky."

wow wow~~
It seemed that the sound of twigs stroking could be heard faintly. The woodcutter who was drinking water stood up, looked over following the sound, rubbed his eyes suddenly, and hurriedly called his companions over.

"Am I dazzled? Come and have a look, that tree is so big... Is it walking?"

"Um?!"

The herbal picker was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stood beside him, looking into the distance along the line of sight, another mountain top hundreds of feet away, a big tree was particularly conspicuous, the dense canopy was a bit longer than other big trees Not to mention, the surrounding tree cages didn't move, only it was shaking. Looking closely, both of them found that the big tree was moving slowly, and the "squeaking" sound was made during the movement.

The two looked at each other.

"Isn't it because I met a monster?"

"...I heard from the old man in the village that things in the mountains are easy to become spirits...We didn't meet the big bug, but we met tree spirits."

"It's okay, we're far away, and that strange tree can't find us."

"When we go back and tell the villagers, they probably won't believe us."

The woodcutter nodded. The two of them were afraid that they didn't meet the monster at this time, and they were faintly excited. When they got back, they would light a fire and chat at the entrance of the village, which was enough for them to brag for a while. What expression will it be.

For a while, the mountain was quiet, except for the 'rustling' sound that continued, only some birds sounded in the nearby tree cages.

goo~
cuckoo~~
The sound of the cuckoo was far away, and the two stood there watching for a while. The woodcutter came back to his senses, and seeing that it was getting darker, he put the firewood on his back again and pushed his companion.

"Go down the mountain quickly, it's getting late."

"oh oh……"

Only then did the herbal picker come to his senses, and when he lifted the basket and stepped on his shoulders, there was a sudden roar of a tiger in the distant forest.

"Whoa-"

The terrifying roar of the tiger shook the forest, and the surrounding woods were shaking slightly. Flocks of birds flapped their wings and flew chaotically in the forest. The two of them trembled in fright when they heard the sound, as if they were afraid in their bones. He froze in place, his legs trembling.

"Big...big bug?"

"Do not talk."

The two looked at each other with trembling emotions in their eyes. Neither of them had seen the big worm before, but it didn't stop them from being afraid of that guy. According to the hunters in the village, the big worm had colorful stripes, a huge physique, and lightning-like eyes. , A mouthful of fangs can easily bite through the skin of an old pig in the mountains, and a light wave of tiger claws can draw deep scratches on a century-old tree.

"How... what should I do?"

The herbal picker was gasping for breath. The oppressive atmosphere almost made it hard for him to breathe. They only had a hatchet and a sickle in their hands, not to mention whether it would be of any use to the big worm. Their physique alone was not enough. opponent.

"Be careful, let's try not to make any noise, move down the mountain little by little, and the big bugs usually won't go down the mountain."

The woodcutter pursed his trembling lips, and moved his feet carefully with the herbal pickers. The straw sandals pressed the thick fallen leaves on the ground, so there would be no sound.

After a few steps, the wind in the forest suddenly picked up, and the trees and weeds in the forest were shaking.

The apes in the distance seemed to become restless and let out a rapid cry.

The two of them became more and more anxious, and instinctively quickened their pace. The herb picker couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he whispered, "Let's climb a tree."

"Big worms can also climb trees, the old man in the village mentioned it."

The woodcutter, who was staring at the front, suddenly stopped speaking, his body trembled uncontrollably, his voice tremblingly: "Over there...there is a pair of eyes looking at us."

The herbal picker looked away, and the blood on his face immediately faded, turning pale.

Among the forests and bushes at the other end of the field of vision, a pair of big ferocious eyes glowing amber yellow, with black pupils narrowed, were looking over.

At this moment, the sound of birds in this mountain forest could not be heard.

"It's...it's over..." The herbal picker was holding his sickle, his face covered in cold sweat.

Although the woodcutter was also afraid, he was a little more courageous than his companions. He pulled his sleeves and continued to move back, staring at the big worm. The old people said that you must keep staring at its eyes. Will take the opportunity to pounce.

"Keep an eye on it, let's keep going down."

The two retreated with trembling legs. The herbal picker stepped on a dead branch while moving, and fell backward. The woodcutter subconsciously lowered his head and reached out to grab him. In an instant, a tiger roar resounded loudly.

The two immediately huddled together, and saw a colorful tiger stepping on dead leaves in the bushes and weeds, slowly walking out, looking at the eyes of the two, there was a trace of contempt in the tiger's eyes.

"Roar!!"

The tiger opened his mouth and whistled lowly, and Xin Ting approached the two of them like a stroll. The woodcutter and the herb picker got a glimpse of the whole picture. Where was the composure he had pretended just now? Running wildly down the mountain, wandering through the woods, bumping into trees, or tripping and falling, I don't care about the pain, and I don't know where I ran.

The tiger didn't seem to be in a hurry to eat the two of them, it hung behind them and hurried along, trying to exhaust the two of them while observing.

"I'm chasing you, run!" "Don't stop—"

The rugged mountain road in the forest gradually became gentle under the feet of the two, and the two of them often went up the mountain, so their physical strength and adaptability were much stronger than ordinary people.

"There is a light ahead, out of the old forest."

The direction the woodcutter was looking at was the edge of the forest, and the afternoon sun was shining on it. The moment the two of them rushed out of the edge of the forest, their eyes narrowed, but they did not dare to slow down on their feet. When their eyes got used to it, the two of them stopped. Found a valley.

But at this time, the tiger who was chasing after him seemed not to want to play anymore, so he accelerated his speed suddenly, and rushed out with a swish.

"Ouch, it came after me."

Hearing the sound of falling leaves being trampled in the woods behind them, the two of them were so frightened that their hair stood on end, and they rushed forward in a frenzy. When they turned around, the black and yellow striped colorful worm was almost chasing after them.

"Mother!" The woodcutter shouted almost in despair.

when--

Suddenly a bell rang, echoing far and wide in the valley.

The big worm, which was chasing the two of them closely and was about to bite with its bloody mouth open, suddenly stopped its limbs, rubbed against the ground in a sitting and squatting posture and struggled to stop.The two woodcutters who ran a little further slowed down exhausted, and found that the tiger hadn't caught up. They turned their heads together and were surprised to see the tiger wagging its tail and wandering restlessly there, but they didn't dare to take a step closer.

"Roar!"

The colorful tiger let out a deafening roar towards the two, turned around unwillingly, and rushed into the woods.

The two were sweating profusely, as if suffering from a serious illness, they squeezed against each other, and sat weakly on the ground.

After a while, the herbal picker suddenly opened his eyes.

"Did we hear the bell just now?"

Reminded by his companion, the woodcutter was stunned for a moment, then got up and looked around. When he saw a certain direction, his face suddenly became excited, and he pointed to it.

"Look over there, there is a Taoist temple!"

In the direction of his finger, white air curls around the valley, and on the mountainside extending from green flowerbeds, a quaint Taoist temple sits in the white mist.

when~~
The crisp, melodious bell rang again.

(End of this chapter)