Chapter 103 Back to the Jungle

Without anyone disturbing, Mu Qingshan slept until the next day. The morning sunlight shone into the carriage, and the passengers woke up one after another. Someone began to walk in the carriage. The flight attendant pushed the dining carriage and shouted, "Get! Give it!" There was a long queue by the washing water pool, and everything became busy.

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, the train gradually slowed down and was about to stand. Mu Qingshan stood in front of the window, looking at the familiar land outside the window, and felt like he felt indescribable.

Get off at Hankou Railway Station and as the bustling crowd rushed out of the exit, Mu Qingshan got on the bus heading to Shennongjia. There were not many people going to Shennongjia for tourism at this season, and the bus was not full. There were several couples who wore thick down jackets too early, and they looked like couples who planned to ski in Shennongjia.

Mu Qingshan was sitting in the back row. His clothes were very different from when he walked out of Shennongjia a year ago. He was wearing a black and white counterfeit Nike sportswear, and he was wearing a sports schoolbag on his back, dressed in a full college student.

The bus drove out of the bus station, drove all the way out of the city, and then went on the expressway. When Mu Qingshan woke up from his eyes closed and resting, the bus had already entered the Shennongjia Nature Reserve. Of course, it was just the edge.

There were three or four peasant men dressed in a farmer on the road ahead, waving to the point that the bus drivers were no longer surprised by this situation, most of them were farmers who took the ride.

The bus stopped, but the four of them followed the rules after getting on the bus. They didn't find a seat to sit down, but instead held the handrail and chatted with each other.

Most of the people in the car couldn't understand what they were talking about so happy. The young couples were even looking at them alertly. However, the local accents that spit out from the mouths of the four made Mu Qingshan's spirit feel excited for no reason, because Mu Qingshan could understand and even recognized that two of the four were villagers from Mujia Village.

From their chat content, we learned that Mujia Village moved to the other end of the nature reserve. The environment here is obviously much better than that in the past Mujia Village. The government has added a subsidy for each household. The villagers of Mujia Village quickly integrated into the new environment with this money, and their lives are much better than before.

These four people were having a happy chat. Although they occasionally glanced over Mu Qingshan, no one could recognize Mu Qingshan dressed in a student. They could accidentally learn about the news from the villagers and know that they were doing well. Mu Qingshan turned his head slightly, looked out the car window, and felt a hint of joy in his heart.

The bus finally arrived at the terminal, at the entrance of the Shennongjia Nature Reserve. Muqingshan jumped out of the bus. This was the first stop for tourists to enter Shennongjia, but there were still dozens of miles of mountain road to go from the destination of Muqingshan. It can be seen how remote the Mujia Village was at that time.

Mu Qingshan's dress was very similar to a student who was taking the holiday to visit Shennongjia, so he took more than ten steps and met several old men and ladies who were guarding the entrance and specializing in selling jungle utensils. Of course, Mu Qingshan refused and refused. He was really a little amused and wailed. He was a native of Shennongjia, and he still wanted those things to do!

Walking on the rugged mountain road, you feel refreshed and you can feel the smell of the forest all over your body. Mu Qingshan is very energetic and seems to be charged. First, you walk, then you walk, and in the end, you become running. Running wildly on the familiar mountain road, startling birds and beasts to avoid it, how happy you are.

Walking all the way, Muqingshan finally arrived at the entrance of Laomujia Village before the Rishen West Mountain arrived. This place was sealed by a barbed wire mesh built by the government that was more than three meters high and hundreds of meters long. A sign was erected at the entrance of the village, with a few bright red characters saying, "Epidemic area, snake disaster! Extremely dangerous, tourists stop!"

Mu Qingshan was not scared by this sign. Of course he knew that this was a guise made by the local government to prevent explorers from entering the hinterland of Shennongjia. The epidemic area refers to the miasma in the mountains. Snake disaster does exist. The weather in this mountain area is always wet, and many people come here to release animals every year. A large number of snakes have entered the Shennongjia population, causing the ecological balance to be broken.

After almost no waste of energy, Muqingshan returned to Mujia Village in the past. Walking up the green and clear river, revisiting the old place, as if you close your eyes immediately and you can hear the sound of cows in the wind. It is really a nostalgic feeling.

The small wooden shed built by myself was still there on the high ground in the upper reaches of the river. Muqingshan ran over as if he was seeing an old friend.

There was no change in the small wooden shed. The stone stove was covered with thick moss. A few mushrooms emerged from the wooden beams. I turned over the wooden bed. The two clothes hidden below were still there before leaving. Although a pack of salt was a little turbulent, it would be used when the sun was exposed. Mu Qingshan giggled and began to clean up everything in the small wooden shed.

The moon climbed the west peak and the night was as cool as water. Mu Qingshan finally completed the transformation of the small wooden shed. Not only did it remove all the fungi, but it also laid a thick layer of hay on the wooden bed. The stove was cleaned up, and the ironware in the house was too rust to be used. Fortunately, it brought a keel spur. This thing was extremely hard and the edges were so sharp that it could almost be used as a hatchet. Mu Qingshan quickly set off a fire at the door of the small wooden shed.

It was already the middle of the night, but there was no sleepiness at all. A few beast howls came from the quiet forest from time to time. The strong mountain wind blew across the treetops and made a rustling sound. At this moment, Mu Qingshan's heart was silent, but his body contained countless movements, as if he could sense his heartbeat and the sound of blood flowing. This was a mysterious state. Mu Qingshan had already felt this way since he stepped into this old place.

The next morning, Mu Qingshan woke up with his eyes open and found that he had been sitting in front of the small wooden shed all night, with only a pile of firewood and ashes left in front of him.

He stood up and stretched his body, walked to the riverside and washed his face. Mu Qingshan began his first day of hunting.

It is already the middle of winter. For some reason, the first winter snow has not fallen. The weather in the mountains is cold and the fruits are withering. The green mountain has to stay in the mountains for a month, so there is only the idea of ​​these poor animals.

Mu Qingshan went up the mountain early in the morning and only brought a small bag of salt and keel spurs.

Climbing to the ridge where wild boars often appear in my memory, Mu Qingshan recognized the grassy road that was stepped on by wild boars, and looked up all the way up and followed them all the way to the pine forest. The wild boar is cruel, with thick skin and thick flesh. He likes to rub the oil on the pine trees with his body. Once it is applied thickly, it is simply invulnerable. Only the waist and abdomen are weak, and he likes to eat pine cones the most, so he often moves in the pine forest. When he sees the pine forest, Mu Qingshan knows it in his heart.

Entering the forest, climb up a tall old pine tree in a few seconds, pick a few pine cones from the pine branches, then apply salt on the pine cones, throw them from far to far and away to the tree. Then Mu Qingshan holds the dragon bone spur in his back hand and leans on the thick branches to wait.

Salt is a delicious delicacy that many wild animals like, especially pine cones coated with salt, which is simply an irresistible delicacy for wild boars.

Soon, a newly grown wild boar came over, and first walked around the forest twice with vigilance, then slowly shook into the pine forest.

The smell of pine resin masked the smell of Mu Qingshan. The wild boar didn't notice it. He arched the dead leaves on the ground with his nose, trying to find the pine cones that fell on the ground.

The first salt-coated pine cone thrown away by Muqingshan was found by the wild boar, which soon made the thing excited. The more you eat, the more you eat, and gradually was attracted by the food to the pine tree where Muqingshan is.

It is best to deal with wild boars with a few hunting dogs around you. At least you need weapons such as hunting rifles, because once this thing gets injured and crazy, it will be amazingly strong and extremely aggressive. Mu Qingshan only has a dragon bone spur in his hand, but fortunately it is extremely hard and can basically be used as a dagger, and it is the level of a magic weapon, but he is not afraid of this beast being angry.

Two steps, one step, and half step, the hunter finally ate the pine cone that was locked by Mu Qingshan as his target. The opportunity flashed away, Mu Qingshan jumped down from the branch lightly, and while riding on the wild boar's back, the dragon bone spur in his hand stabbed the big wild boar's neck fiercely.

The dragon elderberry is indeed a first-class magic weapon. It passes through the neck with a slight slap, and it takes almost no effort.

The frightened wild boar was about to run wildly, but Mu Qingshan pressed his head with one hand and pressed it to the ground. The dragon bones on his hand pierced into the wild boar's thick neck. After only five or six piercings, blood flowed all over the ground, and the wild boar under his crotch stopped moving.

It's still easy to use, so you don't have to pick your waist and abdomen, just thorn it casually. Mu Qingshan carried this little wild boar weighing 60 or 70 kilograms and dragged it to the riverside in one breath, peeling the hair, beheading and tailings. Look at the amount of this portion, you can eat several meals by yourself.

Over the past few days, Mu Qingshan has lived a very comfortable life in the mountains. He does everything by himself and has enough food and clothing.

In the morning, while the dew had not yet subsided, I went to the forest to pick some mushrooms. It was the most tender. I climbed the tree and dug a few bird eggs, then stewed a pot of fresh mushroom egg flower soup, then roasted a few pieces of wild boar meat, sprinkled with salt, and I wanted to swallow my fingers when I tasted it.

After meals, I went to the forest to pull some fragrant flowers and weeds to remove mosquitoes and deworms on the wall, and then spread the entire floor of the small wooden shed with a thick layer of hay. Whether it is lying or sitting, it is soft, fragrant and comfortable.

After solving the basic food and accommodation, in addition to changing new ways to prepare some wild game every day, I would read through the four heavenly books given by Master Lao in my spare time. If I was bored, I would run to the mountains and forests to play with the monkeys, and I would have a lot of life.

"The Tao is rushing, but it is not full when used. The abyss is like the root of all things. It is to slash its sharpness, resolve its turmoil, and harmonize its light. It is as bright as it may exist." Mu Qingshan sat cross-legged on the tree canopy, reciting the original sentence of Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching", while savoring the meaning, while enjoying the rare sunshine in winter on the top of the tree.

"Tao is a big vessel, no matter how much it contains, it will not overflow. It is very deep and broad, simple and natural, and is the origin of the creation of all things. It has a sharp impact on all things, resolves their disputes, gives them light and heat, and has the power to allow all things to live together on the same earth."

"So that's what it means." Mu Qingshan carefully savored Mr. Zhang's annotation of this sentence, and a focused expression appeared on his face.

If Mu Qingshan described what "Tao" was, he might not be able to answer, but he could not say that he did not understand at all, because he had a vague sense of confidence that he was in a state of not understanding.

The simple and simple life actually made Mu Qingshan understand a lot about the contents in these four volumes. If Mu Qingshan was still an ignorant boy a year ago, and his college life over the past six months made him gradually understand the outside world, then this holiday, Mu Qingshan began to fully form his own unique concepts and perspectives.

Whether it is the Taoist tranquility and inaction, the humor and freedom of Zhuangzi, the Mohist teachings, love and mutual benefit, and the Legalists' "magic power" and the way of power and strategy, Mu Qingshan has a more comprehensive understanding during this period. These thoughts conflict with each other in his mind. After thinking hard for several days, he actually integrated them and gradually formed his own unique ideological system.

Mu Qingshan tried to understand Lao Tzu's "Tao" as following the way of heaven, and the way of heaven reduces the excess and makes up for the shortcomings. Zhuangzi's "Tao" is a state of life, nameless, and unyielding, which is the way of human independence, while the Mohist and the Legalists are two different ways of entering the world.

Everyone lives in a turbid world, and is mostly blinded by the four sons of cars, houses, wives and money. How can they see these truths that have existed thousands of years ago? Instead, Mu Qingshan lives alone in this jungle and understands it more clearly.

On this day, Mu Qingshan had a full meal and drank, and suddenly had a whim when he was bored. The coolness in his body was the supernatural power that could give birth to plants. What would happen if he instilled it into the elderberry?

Mu Qingshan himself didn't know that after this period, the Huowu Holy Light Qi in his body was constantly moving, and he had accumulated a lot of internal strength, but it was hidden deep in his body and could not be discovered.

Standing in front of the small wooden shed, holding the keel bone spur with one hand, I felt a cold feeling immediately rushing into the keel bone spur, along the top of the head, limbs, through the chest, shoulders, upper arms, and wrists, and finally injected into the keel bone spur.

I haven't used this strange ability for a long time, but I didn't expect that the cool air in my body became much stronger and was continuously instilled into the elderberry.

"Grow up! Grow me into a tree!" Mu Qingshan simply closed his eyes and muttered in his heart.

After a while, this small piece of croaker finally changed in Mu Qingshan's palm. The originally light yellow wood thorns gradually turned green. The most special thing was that Mu Qingshan actually felt that the things in his palm were about to move.

When I opened my eyes, the green green on the wood thorns became increasingly prosperous, and it was indescribable in any words. It was like a feeling of some kind of vitality being thriving and flowing.

Mu Qingshan's eyes stopped on the keel wood and never moved away, because he looked around, and the green in his hand seemed particularly attractive, even infatuated.

Before he knew it, Mu Qingshan suddenly found that the cold air in his body stopped flowing. After realizing this, what immediately followed was a sense of fatigue that quickly surged up all over his body. Mu Qingshan was so scared that he quickly let go of his five fingers, and the dragon elder thorn fell silently to the ground.

The fatigue that invaded the whole body immediately retreated quickly as Mu Qingshan let go of his hand.

When he looked at the ground, Mu Qingshan was shocked. Oh my God! Where the green keel fell, the weeds that had been dry for a long time quickly recovered their long-dead vitality and grew wildly. The greenness spread around very quickly, as if a pot of green paint was poured onto the ground, extremely dazzling.

Mu Qingshan was a little stunned. After a while, he reached out and picked up the stings of the stings on the ground. At this time, the green green on the stings had gradually faded away.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingshan decided to do another experiment. He took a deep breath and adjusted his breath a few times. Mu Qingshan put the spur of the dragon bone aside, pressed his hands on a ball of dead grass outside the green circle, and silently said in his heart, "Grow! Long! Long!"

The cool air in the body surged out again and vented down the arms, flowing continuously. Sure enough, the ball of dead grass that the palm touched was also gradually turning green. When Mu Qingshan felt a little tired, he thought about it and took back the coolness in his body.

Let’s compare these two balls of green weeds. The weeds that Mu Qingshan used his palms to control, the range of greening is only the circle around the palm, and the place where the dragon bone spur falls turns green and is almost ten times the size of Mu Qingshan’s palm.

What's going on? Is this wood stronger than my palm?

Mu Qingshan suddenly became interested. He picked up the keel on the ground and rushed into the woods in a few seconds. I remember that last time in the woods at school, he could make wild flowers grow, but he could not make big trees grow. The feeling of being exhausted was extremely uncomfortable, but Mu Qingshan still wanted to give it a try today.

Pushing the keel-wood thorn back into his waist, Mu Qingshan picked up a fir tree that was only as thick as a bowl, pressed his palms on this fir tree, and thoughts flowed in his mind, driving the coolness in his body to surge towards the tree body.

After only two or three seconds, Mu Qingshan immediately felt dizzy, as if something like a bottomless pit was crazily absorbing his own physical strength. Mu Qingshan quickly withdrew.

After carefully observing the fir tree, it should be said that there is still a change. Under the rough and hard bark, there is a little green color. At this time, Mu Qingshan almost understood that the exertion of this extraordinary force is probably related to his physical strength. How much effort does it take to do a big thing. The energy that causes the change does not appear out of thin air, but is the result of the transformation of his own physical strength.

After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Mu Qingshan made a bold decision, pulled out the keel thorn from his back, and stabbed it hard into the fir tree's body.

A single palm pressed against the tail end of the stinger of the stinger exposed outside the tree body, and the coolness in the body surged into the palm, spreading directly into the singer of the singer, and then introduced into the tree body.

A strange thing happened. Before Mu Qingshan could feel tired, the fir tree in front of him had already undergone a change of the world.

The originally bare branches suddenly erupted countless tender green branches, and they grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, this fir tree, the size of the bowl, actually grew a new branch in the middle of winter. The fir leaves first spit out in buds, but within a few seconds, the leaves naturally rolled and unfolded. After a while, the trees were full of green leaves. Compared with the trees around that could not withstand the cold and withered, the abnormality of this fir tree was really eye-catching.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingshan was extremely shocked and realized that the extraordinary power he mastered was not a technology that only fruit farmers and gardeners would like, but a power of life.

Taoism has long recorded that Taoist great virtues said: Life! This kind of superpower in one's own body is by no means a pure power that represents violence, nor is it some kind of evil superpower.

Everything has its meaning of existence. Mu Qingshan believes that God will not give him such abilities for no reason, but should also have corresponding responsibilities that he needs to bear. This is also the first time Mu Qingshan has realized the word responsibility since he was so old.
Chapter completed!