The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. This sword had no shape and was useless. He felt uncomfortable holding it, but it was a pity to throw it away. This was another useless thing for him. How could he use this thing to deal with the biochemical monster hidden in the underground factory? How could he avenge the fox fairy beauty and the red foxes?

But now that I have it, I can't just throw it away. After all, it took a lot of effort to find it, from the Dragon Hunting Camp five hundred years ago to the current Black Skull Organization, and in the meantime, I don't know how many ancient and modern people I don't know about have also come here after hearing the news. It can be said that the fact that I can find this thing now is the result of several generations of hard work, the collation of information, my own luck, and many coincidences.

It is hard to come by, so it would be a pity to throw it away.

Forget it, take it with you! Even if it can be used as a firewood stick in the future, don't waste it.

Going back from Taiqiong Mountain, I first passed the Jade Emperor Temple, which was already very dilapidated. After paying my respects again outside the main hall, I went down the stone steps of the front door to the place where I said goodbye to the horse. Sanfu was gone, but the reins were still nearby. I felt a little emotional when I saw it.

I left my axe behind, as if I had left it in the cave with my sword. It was a bad deal to trade a firewood stick for a firewood stick. I had no choice but to use this scrap metal to defend myself from any danger. I didn't know how strong it was, whether it would bend or break.

Before entering the shaded area of ​​the trees, I sat down to drink some water from the military canteen in my backpack and ate two steamed buns. They tasted bland when chewed dry without any side dishes.

Then we continued to go back and entered the area with many trees. I vaguely remember the smell of Bigfoot's urine and the corpse of the beast with a pierced head. Now it was almost dark, and I was a little hesitant about whether I should wait in the temple for a night before leaving. Although I didn't value my life so much now, I thought about fulfilling my promise and going down to accompany Yunwen to the underworld so that she would not be alone.

But he still resisted the urge to move forward. Even if he died, he could not die because of his own mistakes. He wanted to die gloriously, such as dying after a bloody fight with the monster Joseph. Only dying in battle would be acceptable.

"Without fire or light, walking for four or five hours straight is basically seeking death." I shook my head.

As he was about to go back to the temple, the scrap iron suddenly emitted a light which was quite bright, comparable to a small flashlight.

I was delighted, thinking that it seemed that I was not completely useless!

I just don't know how long its "power" can last, and it must not go out halfway. Also, I think it may be because the sword body has been soaked in spring water for a long time, and due to the material problem, there may be some special chemical reaction, making it as bright as a battery. This should be the reason, and it's not because of divine power or something like that.

While it was lit, I moved forward at full speed, running through the jungle. This way, my speed could be more than doubled, and I could reach the post station earlier, stay away from the dangerous jungle area, and try not to encounter any dangerous Bigfoot or the like.

The only disadvantage of running is that it makes a lot of noise. When you run, the ground you step on will make a loud noise. However, there are really no living creatures in this dense forest area, so even if I make a lot of noise, it won't scare anything.

The blunt sword was still emitting a warm glow, and I was running along the mountain road, looking for the marks I had left behind, stopping and starting in the middle, and trying to stay close to trees so that if I encountered a pack of wolves or something like that, I could climb up a tree as soon as possible.

I ran from the time the sun went down to the time the moon came up, but I still hadn't gotten out of this dense forest area. I didn't see the body of the tragically dead animal, which meant I didn't get out. I just kept running like this, all alone, feeling very panicked.

Suddenly, I stopped and I heard some movement in the tree. Although it was slight, I have excellent hearing and it could not be hidden from me. I could be sure that there was something in the tree, and the movement was definitely not a squirrel. After all, when it stepped on the branches, the rebound force of the branches was much greater.

Then, I noticed that the surrounding bushes began to make such noises one after another. The sounds were dense and came from all directions, as if surrounding me.

What can be ruled out is that it is definitely not Bigfoot. Their body structure would never allow them to make such a small noise in the tree, and it is also unlikely that there are so many of them. Bigfoot does not seem to live in groups. Even if they do, the conditions for their reproduction would be relatively harsh. Just look at tigers, their reproduction and survival rates are low, and their numbers in the forest will not be too large.

By the same token, there won't be too many top hunters like Bigfoot. This is a systematic coordination of nature.

But if it wasn't Bigfoot, why would there be the smell of urine left behind, and why is the modus operandi exactly the same (smashing the skull with a stone)?

I tried my best to hide behind the tree, hiding the glowing blunt sword and concealing as much of my body as possible, but the blunt sword actually turned off its light automatically. I felt a little bit unbelievable, but there was no time to care about it. I pulled out the gun from the holster with my right hand, looked up at the branches, and through the moonlight, I saw the true face of Mount Lu.

The thing hiding in the leaves of the dense forest is exactly an orangutan, but its eyes are ferocious and its muscles are extremely strong, which is slightly different from ordinary orangutans. Its murderous look is very much like a gangster boss. The stone clenched in its hand is as big as a taro. It usually uses such a big thing to hit people, no wonder it can smash through the head.

I tried my best to hide, and they just chirped and communicated in the trees, but I didn’t know how long I could hide. After all, once the moonlight shone on me, I would be exposed.

At this moment, a white-furred gorilla came out and jumped down from the tree. When I saw its appearance, I couldn't help but gasp.

This guy actually has four arms, and each of them is very strong.

I was so scared that I took two steps back. The movement was immediately noticed. The four-armed white ape pounded its chest and roared in my direction. All of a sudden, rocks came crashing down on me, and the tree I was leaning on was almost broken.

What are you thinking about? Run!

I immediately turned around and ran. Suddenly, a stone flew over and hit my shoulder with a bang. I fell to the ground. The white ape rushed over, lifted me up with two hands, and with the other two hands, held huge stones and was about to smash them on my head.

But when it hit the stone, it suddenly broke into powder. The ape missed the stone. I was stunned. The ape was also stunned. Did I crush it too hard? But crushing it into powder, wasn't it a bit too much?

For some reason, my brain nerves twitched and I felt my consciousness waver. Maybe my body was overreacting.

The white ape put me down, looked at me warily, and then retreated. Its eyes were fierce, as if it was guarding against me attacking it. I supported my shoulders and stood up. At this time, the blunt sword lit up again. I found that it was quite capable of handling things. It lit up when it should and turned off when it shouldn't.

When the white ape saw the light, it immediately covered its eyes with its hands, bared its teeth, and ran backwards in jumps. The big white ape, about 1.8 meters long, was frightened like a little white rabbit. When it retreated, the other gorillas also retreated and sparsely left the woods.

No wonder there are no other animals in this area. With such a ferocious ape tribe here, and their territorial awareness is even higher than that of ordinary apes, naturally nothing can get close to here. The poor beast was probably passed by by chance and was smashed to death.

In addition, their urine smells similar to Bigfoot, so they are likely to be some kind of direct species relationship.

I continued to move forward holding the glowing blunt sword, but now I couldn't run. Not only was my left shoulder numb and painful, but I always felt something was wrong with my body, especially since my brain nerves twitched just now. I felt a little weak.

I walked instead of running. As I was walking out of the dense forest of monkeys, I saw the body that was smashed to death. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that I was half safe. As I was thinking this, suddenly a hand came towards me and pinched me tightly. I didn't have time to react and my throat was strangled. I felt very uncomfortable.

However, I felt the hand that was pinching me, the long fingers, the residual warmth, and a familiar smell. I wanted to laugh immediately, but my throat was clenched so tightly that I couldn't laugh. Instead, I felt very suffocated.

I didn't need to turn around to know that the other person was the woman I was thinking about, Zhang Yunwen.