The Qinling Mountains that run across the territory of Jiuzhou start from Cangzhou, which is full of Gobi Desert in the west, Cangxi Prefecture, which is prosperous in Taoism in Zhongzhen, and Qingzhou, which is rich in coastal areas in the east. If you look at it from a very high place, the Qinling Mountains are like a giant dragon lying on the territory of Jiuzhou, winding more than a million miles, and are called the dragon vein by the monks of Jiuzhou.

There are countless branches of the Qinling Mountains, tens of thousands of mountains, steep mountains and evil swamps, and countless domineering monsters. As a natural barrier to the Yandong branch of the Qinling Mountains, the thousand-foot cliff blocked the cold wave in the north that went south, and laid the foundation for the prosperity of a state for the prosperity of Cangxi Prefecture behind him.

The huge trees in the dense forest of Mangshan cover the sky and the shadows are mottled. A red cloth is tied to the branches of a big tree that is thick and thin with five people hugging each other, which is inevitably conspicuous in the dense forest. Under this red cloth blown by the forest wind, a tiger-headed and slim boy blushed, his limbs spread to the extreme and leaned on the trunk of the tree, and his feet were sharp claws, stretching out his right hand little by little to grab the red cloth.

This simple move made Hu Zi's already red face so purple. He gritted his teeth, suddenly poked out his body and grabbed a corner of the red cloth. He was pulled by his body and stepped on his claws under his feet. Hu Zi's body fell back uncontrollably, and was about to fall from a height of more than ten feet.

But this dangerous thing happened, the agile Hu Zi had long been scheming. He quickly stuffed the red cloth in his hand into his waist bag, turned his hands on his chest and pushed it upwards, pulled the fixed rope around his waist, and found the right direction again, stabilized his feet and left ten sharp claw marks on the tough bark.

Sliding along the trunk to the ground, Hu Zi jumped down, touched the red cloth strip and looked at the misty mountain top in the distance. His eyes were burning and his face was full of excitement. "Only the last one left, I can complete my coming-of-age ceremony."

There are many villages at the foot of Mangshan Mountain, and in the Chenxi village, the coming-of-age ceremony is a must-pass test for every young man in the village who aspires to become a hunter. Some experienced hunters in the village placed five red pieces in the vast forests of Mangshan Mountain, some under the cold and cold pond, some on the top of the tree that is out of reach, and some on the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds. Since Hu Zi became sensible, he has been experiencing the outer edge of this Mangshan Mountain with his father, familiar like his own backyard, and every dangerous path of the mountain has his footprints printed on each mountain dangerous path. This time, Hu Zi's coming-of-age ceremony was highly expected by the elders in the village, and now he is only the last red cloth to be successful.

The path leading to the top of the mountain is slippery and winding. There are traces of axes and chisels on the moss-covered stones under your feet, but they are still difficult to pass. Hundreds of bluestones overlap and wind upwards under the cliffs and into the sea of ​​clouds.

Hu Zi held his forehead and his eyebrows were full of helplessness. "I don't know that my father and uncles worked so hard, but they forced to carve out such a road that was like a dog chewing mud. I really don't know that it will take the year of the monkey and horse to complete it."

Retreat from the mountain road, Hu Zi turned around and took out two pieces of white cloth from his waist bag, meticulously wrapped the white cloth tightly. He held the green vine hanging down the cliff and pulled it hard. After confirming that the green vine was tough enough, he twisted his tight waist and suddenly exerted force under his feet. He held the green vine in his hand and made a thrilling arc in the cliff and mountain stream. For a moment, the mountain stream was filled with the happy laughter of the boy, which shocked a bird.

The top of the mountain is steep and rarely visited. On the green pine branches on the top of the mountain, two or three blue birds looked down at each other. A tiger-headed boy crawled up from the cliff with a groaning, sweating all over. As soon as he climbed up, he immediately lay down on the ground with his back.

Hu Zi took a break for a while before he recovered. Although he was so tired, he felt very proud. You should know that no one of the same generation has been able to climb to the top of this steep and extremely steep mountain in Chenxi Village. This "qualification" alone is enough to make him return to the village and play for half a year.

Immersed in my mind with my envious eyes for a long time, Hu Zi slapped his head, "It's important to find the red cloth first." Then he stood up and looked for the trace of the red cloth. The mountain top was not large, Hu Zi saw the red cloth that he had longed for at a glance. He ran over happily to pick it up, and involuntarily swept across the side of the red cloth. A sudden fear suddenly arose in his eyes, and he quickly stopped.

At the edge of the cliff, two black and white figures fell to the ground in a coma. The man in black who was pressed under him was broken into strands, and there was no place in his body. He held a stone that was sharp in his hand and stabbed deeply into the throat of the man in white who was thrown on him, but it was strangely left no blood.

Hu Zi's throat was dry, and he felt that the stone was stabbing into his throat. He had been hunting wild animals in the forest since he was a child, but it was the first time he saw the dead. He swallowed and walked towards the two of them until he got closer. His face suddenly turned pale, he covered his mouth tightly, and tried not to let himself scream.

It turned out that the man in the white robe who was pressing on the black robe was not only pierced with his throat, but also had an arm missing. He was even empty from the waist and his legs were missing.

Since his injury was so serious, there was no reason to survive. Hu Zi plucked up his courage and walked a few more steps. Seeing the distorted face of the man in white robe that was not as beautiful as a human, Hu Zi felt cold in his heart and felt that this person was definitely not a good person.

Hu Zi squatted down and carefully explored the man in black robe's breath, feeling happy and angry! The two of them were on the edge of the cliff, and even if they turned over, they would cause the gravel to slide down to the bottom of the valley. If they did not find a solution in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

A few pieces of gravel rolled down into the sea of ​​clouds under the cliff. Hu Zi no longer hesitated and took the courage to pull the man in the black robe back. This pull led the man in the black robe out of danger, but the man in the white robe was not so lucky. He just slid back and half of his body rolled towards the vast sea of ​​clouds behind him.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the man in the black robe curled his fingers happened to hook on the delicate small bag around the man in the white robe, leaving him behind. Hu Zi's face paled for a moment, thinking that only half of the man in the white robe had left, he must have died for a long time. Falling off the cliff would not be considered a life-threatening person. His face was better.

Hu Zi stuffed the red cloth into his waist bag, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the coming-of-age ceremony was finally completed successfully. Just as he was about to go down the mountain, he hesitated for a moment without taking it. He looked back at the man in black robe who was still lying on the ground unconscious, and sniffed his nose again, his face darkened, the smell of rain. The weather in the mountains was changing, the sky was clear at the last moment, and the next moment there was a possibility of storm.

Hu Zi clenched his fists, his face gloomy and gloomy, "He was injured and unconscious. If he was thrown here, he would definitely die. What is the difference between this and the pursuit of life?"
Chapter completed!