wild star

Chapter 119
Da Zhuang said that he is a member of the college football team and plans to enter a professional team.Dashi has practiced karate, and Dazhu has practiced boxing.Even the four women are all capable, fencing, taekwondo and so on.

From Da Zhuang's point of view, it seemed that only Zhao Yanling was powerless.

The old god Dashi Zaizai concluded: "You Chinese people lack a little sense of adventure. I have a friend from Huaguo. I usually take care of him when he is bullied. Now I will take care of you as well."

Zhao Yanling: "Thank you so much."

"It turns out that Lao Zhao will also be taken care of one day, 233~"

"Coming here is called travel, not adventure, right? Just now, the path was trampled on and there was no grass, how many people have to walk?"

Anais felt ashamed, only she had witnessed Zhao Yanling's dart stunt with her own eyes, with the fish-scale dart full of cold light in her hand, it could not be overstated, how could the three scumbags have such a sense of superiority?

Zhao Yanling just came to visit the mountains and rivers, and took pictures with the camera from time to time, and took them back to choose the best ones, and developed the photos to make a photo album as a souvenir.

Suddenly, the big pillar in front shouted loudly: "Look, is this the trace left by Pope Lick's monster?"

The angry crowd ran over to check like a death squad, leaving clear hoofprints on the soft moss.

Zhao Yanling sighed: "According to the legend, the Pope Lick monster is about 6 feet 2 inches tall, and he is a bit taller than me. Are its feet bound? With such small hooves, doesn't it mean that it usually doesn't step out of the gate?"

Da Zhu scratched his head: "Maybe not."

Dashi pouted: "Idiot, of course not, these are the footprints of an elk."

The elk is not far ahead, and the deer are more curious. They stand and watch with their tall prongs, and they are not very afraid when they see humans.

The Great Smoky Mountain forest is well protected, even better than Xiaoqingshan in Zhao Yanling's hometown.But humans have always been involved here, large predators have disappeared, and rodents and artiodactyls have multiplied rapidly, reaching a number that threatens vegetation.Since this is a scenic spot, no hunters shot them with guns.In fact, hares and deer are not within the scope of protection.Americans are afraid of infectious diseases or parasites, and would rather eat the same artificially bred meat than game.

Seeing that it is really an elk, no one is interested.

Deer are very common in the United States, and they are always the culprit of vehicle accidents on country roads, because they are curious to see the headlights and stand on the road stupidly, waiting for the car to approach and want to hide.

Zhao Yanling suspected: "The Pope Lick monster you mentioned is probably just a deer."

The three men said in unison: "Impossible!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Yanling said that he should just pretend that he hadn't said it, and the nine-headed bull would not be able to pull back obstinate people.

After leaving the Appalachian Trail, Zhao Yanling calibrated the route with a compass and marked it on the map.In fact, no matter how far he goes, he has the confidence to get out of the mountains. The Appalachian Mountains are not a dragon's den or a tiger's den.

The forest is spectacular and hard to find in China.The scenery is stunning, and the lush and pleasant climate is just right.Animals are not uncommon, and currently they are all rodents and artiodactyls.

The water friend said that this was Lao Zhao's most restless live broadcast, and it was not even considered an adventure.

Finally, Xiaolan was exhausted, so she simply sat on a rock and said, "I really can't walk anymore, let's rest before I go."

Due to the thick fog, the sky was not visible, Zhao Yanling felt that the light was dim, and there were raindrops dripping on his face through the gaps in the dense branches and leaves.

"It's raining!"

Anais' face changed color: "Then what should we do? We didn't bring a tent."

Zhao Yanling got up: "There is a canyon ahead, maybe we can find a place to shelter from the rain, come with me."

The canyon was judged by Zhao Yanling based on the wind, and it soon appeared in front of everyone.But the area is empty and there is no shelter from the rain at all.

Through the lens, water friends can see mountains and mountains, and the rocks are distributed in steps, with a height of about one meter.The very thin stream hangs over the moss-covered rocks, forming a compact and compact miniature waterfall landscape, which is particularly eye-catching.

"It's beautiful. I've been to the Great Smoky Mountains, but it's a pity I didn't go here. It turns out there are such beautiful scenery."

"Just lay eggs and wait for them to be drowned."

Zhao Yanling's jacket was high-grade waterproof. He buttoned his hat, and there was a zipper at the hem, which could be extended to cover his thighs.

"Is there still such an operation?"

"Prepare for a rainy day, old Zhao is too much of a thief."

It is the job of Ed Stafford and Bear Grylls to sleep in the wilderness with bare buttocks and only camera equipment, and drink blood to teach the audience what to eat. Zhao Ritian said that an explorer like him who is a leader in the wilderness can't make mistakes.

Da Zhuang gritted his teeth: "Anyway, there is no place to shelter from the rain, why don't we continue walking, it should not be far from the place where the tourists disappeared."

Climbing up the steps, the rocks and moss were slippery, and everyone stumbled along the stream.

The higher the terrain, the lower the temperature obviously, and the coolness from the wind hits the whole body.The oval-shaped raindrops splashed on their bodies and shattered into eight petals. Their jackets were poorly protected from rain, and they were soaked long ago, and their lips turned blue.

The forest in the rain and mist is silent, towering ancient trees appear, and the broad-leaved forest becomes a coniferous forest dominated by Canadian fir and spruce. Since thousands of years, they have looked down on the ants-like humans tossing back and forth in this land.

Zhao Yanling's gaze was attracted by the small trickle that converged on the hillside, and she stopped abruptly.

Dashi and the others were attracted by Zhao Yanling's abnormality, wiped off the rain on their faces and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yanling pointed to the mountain ten meters away: "There is blood there."

Regardless of the cold and exhaustion, everyone rushes forward.

"It's blood."

Xingchen specially equipped Zhao Yan with a translator. Whenever they had a conversation, the delay of the translated subtitles would not exceed five seconds.The water friends were in an uproar, and after seeing the subtitles and the dazzling Xuexi, they couldn't help but start to doubt.

"Is there really a Pope Lick monster?"

"murder?"

Everyone looked for the trace and moved forward, Zhao Yanling shouted: "Stop."

He grabbed Anai and rushed to Da Zhuang at the front at the same time.

The blood flowed down from the tree, and the brown-yellow figure came condescendingly.

When Da Zhuang realized the crisis, it was too late to dodge. He suddenly felt that someone was pulling at the back of his clothes. He fell back on the ground with his legs spread apart. In front of him was a big cat with a wide head, a round body, and a length of 1.2 meters. Between his legs, the fangs and claws are an inch away from the roots of his descendants.

Zhao Yanling dragged him, and the strong man who weighed more than a hundred catties flew up.

Everyone exclaimed, scrambling to catch Da Zhuang, only Zhao Yanling was at the front.

Zhao Yanling said to the water friends: "I thought there was no fun near the Great Smoky Mountains. I still have pumas in my feelings. Don't confuse pumas with pumas. They are two species. It is a relative of the slender cat and the African leopard. , but they were born like lions. They can climb trees, and often hunt animals and drag them to eat. The blood is deer blood, and it hangs on the tree.”

The water friend saw it, isn't it.Body color, shape, black pointed hair on the tail, completely smaller than a lion.The blood of the ravaged elk on the tree formed a river, was washed on the ground by the rain, and gathered in the stream to become a blood stream.

The cougar is good at seizing fleeting opportunities. Seeing Zhao Yanling face it recklessly, it dared to look up and launch a lightning attack.

In the dense fog, Anais and the others saw the puma pounce, and Zhao Yanling's figure was steep and short, looking as if Zhao Yanling had been thrown down by the puma, but there were no human screams, but the puma roared again and again.

"Zhao won't die, will he?"

Everyone was frightened to the point of shit just now, whether they walked or stayed in a mess, Dashi no longer had the high spirits he had when he first entered the mountain.

Anais clasped her left hand with her right hand, and her hands struggled to block the blood flow, her skin became pale without knowing it.A gust of wind blew, and the fog subsided, and everyone found Zhao Yanling riding on the back of the cougar, holding its neck hair tightly.

The weight of the puma was similar to that of Zhao Yanling, and it was hard for him to get rid of it despite the bumps and struggles.

The water friends are used to it, just excited.Anais, Da Zhuang and the others stared wide-eyed, and Dashi rubbed his eyes. The combination of double images proved that he was not dazzled.

(End of this chapter)