Reverend Insanity: Section 71: Low-key pigs can think low-key
The time flies fast, it seems that with just a flick of a finger, it is mid-June.
Summer night, the golden moon wheel hangs high in the air, illuminating the green hills.
The wind is blowing, leaves and moonlight float together. Cicadas and frogs drum together, and occasionally, there will be a wolverine, coming from far away, echoing on the green hills.
A riverbank, the stream washed out a white smooth rock. By the river, a battle was going on.
A boar is covered with slender and deep wounds. It kicks on four feet and rushes towards Fang Yuan again.
Fang Yuan and his dealings don't panic.
This boar has been seriously injured, but it is precisely this state of the wild animal that is most dangerous. They will emit the last rays of life, more crazy and difficult, and accidentally they will be followed and their belly will be smashed by fangs.
Fang Yuan's face was calm, and his dim eyes were shining coldly in the moonlight.
He has five hundred years of experience. On the one hand, he is immersed in the battle, on the other hand, part of his mind is out of the battle, always alert to the surrounding movement.
A few times when hunting wild pigs, other creatures came to the market. Once was a wild boar, and several times a wild wolf, and even once, a tiger that strayed.
As time passed, Boar's offensive finally slowed down.
Fang Yuan's eyes were brightened, he strode a few steps, and suddenly approached the boar, then raised his shoulders shortly, and carried the boar in a huff.
Drink!
Fang Yuan drank a little, flushed his face, and held up his boar with both hands.
The boar struggled weakly.
Fang Yuan's body was shaking, and he exerted all his strength to throw the boar violently.
A slamming noise, the wild boar was smashed on a huge rock on the river bank, and it howled miserably, accompanied by a crisp sound of fractured ribs.
It fell from the boulder, and from the ear, nose, and mouth, a gush of hot blood spewed out.
It struggled a few more times and finally lost its breath.
The surroundings are calm again.
The river is flowing swiftly, carrying the scarlet pig's blood with it, flowing into the distance.
"My strength now can resist a pig! Try the martyrdom tonight." Fang Yuan stood in place, gasping, with an excitement in his eyes.
He is constantly using Bai Yan to reflect his body and increase his strength these days. He could clearly feel that his strength was getting stronger.
In the past, he could only use the Moonblade to fight with the wild boar. Now he can even carry the wild boar. The growth of strength has made great progress.
Of course, Bai Zhi will not increase Fang Yuan's strength indefinitely. The most extreme degree is the power of a pig. Reaching this limit, you can't use Baiji to increase strength.
"I can now carry a whole boar, but it does not mean that I can wrestle directly with the pig. It is like a strong man can hold another strong man, but the strength between two strong men may not Gap. My strength can grow again. "
All the pork was fed to Baiji, Fang Yuan took off the pig's teeth with a hunting knife, and finally cut the wildly damaged wild boar skin.
As for the pig carcass, he doesn't need to deal with it. On summer nights, beasts infested frequently. It is estimated that after a while, the beasts smelled this **** smell and came to clear the field for Fang Yuan.
Take a step back and do n’t worry if someone finds it. The wounds on the wild boars were "processed" by Fang Yuan with a knife, and no trace of Moonblade attack was visible.
Back in the mysterious cave shrouded in red light, Fang Yuan left two wild boar teeth in the corner.
Wild boar teeth collide with each other, making a whistle.
In this corner, there are already a small pile of wild boar teeth. All are the results of the recent Fangyuan hunting.
Fang Yuan went straight into the tunnel and came to the bottom of the tunnel again.
Walking in the martyrdom, footsteps buzzed in the martyrdom. A dim red light in the field of vision.
Everything hasn't changed, the boulder is still there, quietly running across the front. As for the pit where the underground flower was dug, it has been refilled by Fang Yuan.
Drink.
Fang Yuan came to Boulder, raised his hands, and pushed hard.
However, his face swelled, and as hard as he could to feed, Boulder remained motionless.
"I'm struggling now to barely carry a wild boar. But this boulder is at least the weight of five or six wild boars combined. I can't push it, it's no surprise. That's so easy! "Fang Yuan's eyes flashed, his mind was estimated.
He wasn't discouraged either. He got out of the tunnel and returned to the closet above.
Take the bamboo tube leaning on the corner, Fang Yuan sits on the ground directly, unplugs the bamboo tube, and pours out the animal skin map and a piece of bamboo paper.
He unfolded the map of the animal skin, and began to memorize again. From time to time, he used his fingers to make shallower marks on the ground to help himself remember.
He has been doing this since the day he got this picture.
Fang Yuan does not have a puppet for storage, so he cannot carry the animal skin map with him. It would be inconvenient to fight with a bamboo tube on your body. Therefore, Fang Yuan worked hard and prepared to put the animal skin map in his head.
Some things are troublesome, but they are best done. In people's life, people who are often afraid of trouble and not actively solve it often end up in a rather troublesome situation. Fang Yuan knew this in his previous life.
"When I was young, my memory was good. I have secretly remembered more than half of the map in my mind now. If I was in my old age, I was carrying it, and I forgot to carry it. Hehehe ... Of course, if I have a bookworm, I will feed it to the animal skin map. From now on, as long as the bookworm is not lost, I will always remember this map clearly. "
Fang Yuan had wine bugs and white crickets, and started to look at Shushu again, hoping to get bookworms.
The value of bookworms is comparable to that of wineworms and white maggots. They are all rare species of maggots. They are expensive in the market and have been out of stock.
In previous lives, Fang Yuan did not get wineworms or white maggots, but accidentally got a bookworm. The bookworm was later promoted, and has been with him for sixty years.
"Forget it, bookworms have always been scarce, and they have n’t been able to imagine them in a short time. In fact, after rebirth, I am in a much better position today than in the same period in the previous life. It ’s still in the first stage, and others such as Fangzheng, Chicheng and Mobei have reached the advanced stage and left me far behind. ”Fang Yuan is not the kind of person with sharp horns. .
He is quite satisfied with his current progress.
I am intermediate, others are intermediate. Relying on the qualifications of Class C, it is very difficult to suspend these peers of Class A and B qualifications. Among them, the role of wine bugs is extremely important, in addition to Fang Yuan's rich experience in the practice of the auxiliary.
There is another aspect, which is also his reason.
He robbed and ransomed all his classmates. These people worked hard under the guidance of their elders. Therefore, invisibly, it involves their energy and shortens the time for them to cultivate their skills. This led to this life, their cultivation is weaker than Fang Yuan's previous life.
But even so, they are not far away from the high-end.
Yanshi ’s early practice is relatively easy, and the effect can be seen in a short time. In particular, the three men, Guyue Founder, Guyue Mochen, and Guyue Chicheng, have been repaired to have a faint anti-Fangyuan posture.
With the continuous practice, these three people or their qualifications or the strong support behind them have begun to show obvious advantages. Fang Yuan used wine bugs to create a leading situation that was hardly existed.
Of course, this is also related to his recent hunting, using the white pupa to enhance his strength, and dispersing a considerable amount of energy and time.
"According to this time estimate, it won't be long before someone will be promoted to the higher level. The first person at the higher level will get a reward of thirty yuan. But I don't plan to compete for this reward. Fang Yuan has already made a decision.
If he now sets aside Baiji for the time being, he will try his best to hit the high level, and he may still have hope of winning. But this is not what Fang Yuan wanted. Although the thirty yuan stones are good, he still does not lack them.
The main reason is that he now needs to keep a low profile and hide himself. Only by reducing the attention of others, can he safely inherit the power and heritage of the flower and wine walkers.
This is his main purpose.
"The rewards in the school are just to stimulate the students' sweet practice, and they are also part of the family system. It is not the wise man who is entangled in these small profits.
Fang Yuan withdrew his mind and stared at the map of the hide.
The map of the animal skin has two sides, with daylight recorded on the front and night at the reverse. The various colored lines above criss-cross.
These lines, either straight or curved, have special meanings. Only Wang Laohan knows best, but unfortunately he is dead. But even if he was alive and forced him to explain, he might not be able to tell the truth.
Fang Yuan, relying on his own knowledge and experience, and contrasting with bamboo and paper, has almost successfully interpreted everything.
"The red fork should represent danger and forbidden ground. This place where the red fork is drawn is faintly surrounded by wild boars. It should be a wild boar king. With my current strength, the wild boar king is one. Damn. Hum! "
Fang Yuan thought of Wang Laohan and could not help humming.
The red fork in this place is not on the bamboo paper. If Fang Yuan really believed this bamboo paper, I'd be afraid to die under the fangs of the Boar King someday. This old man is really savvy and smart. He wants to revenge on killing his son, but he doesn't do it himself, he wants to use the power of the wild boar king. In this way, if Fang Yuan is killed, he can stay out of the incident himself.
"But what do these three places have red circles?" Fang Yuan was puzzled.
This is the last point of doubt on the map of the hide.
Three red circles are marked in three very remote places, at the same time very far away, and there are not many beasts around, so it is a safer place in the wild.
"The red cross represents the forbidden ground, what does the red circle represent?" Fang Yuan lost his thoughts again. "In general, red is the most eye-catching. The old man marked the red circle in these three places, which represents this. Three places are important to him. Unfortunately, these three places are too far away, otherwise I will explore them myself and I will know. "
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