binnovel Chapter 351 Yellow Bird
Chapter 351 Yellow Bird
As the sky darkened, a burst of chirping sounds as dense as a rainstorm suddenly fell from the air, very fast, like a cloud falling into the forest.
Chu Xiaomu looked up and saw a group of yellow cloud-like birds flying down from the sky. Some landed on the ground, some on the trees, and some on people... They chirped, jumped, flapped their wings, and kept pecking at the wriggling red worms. Their movements were extremely agile and dexterous.
Some insects wanted to flee, but they were too slow to escape the sharp beaks of the yellow birds. Some aggressive insects wanted to attack the birds, but were pecked into pieces by the birds.
Soon, all the red worms on the ground, on the tree trunks, and on Chu Xiaomu and others were eaten up by the group of yellow birds.
These birds were all yellow in color, and there were so many of them that when they flew over they covered the sky, making it look as if it had turned dark.
Everyone stood up and stared in amazement at the incredible scene before them.
Qisheng had already rushed back and stood among the swirling yellow birds, flapping his ears and wagging his tail, as if to say, "Look, I found a helper for you."
In less than a quarter of an hour, all the red worms on the trees and on the ground were eaten up, as if they had never appeared. Then there was a loud noise, and the flock of yellow birds took off into the air again and flew away.
Everyone stared blankly at the flock of yellow birds disappearing into the sky, not knowing where they came from or where they were going.
Although they were lucky enough to survive, the eight people were not happy at all. They walked silently to Su Mishun's body and saw that he had indeed been eaten by red worms and only a shell was left. Zhou Weiyi took a look and dared not look again, so he ran to the side and vomited again.
Zhou Weide murmured, "Shunzi, if you just run a little slower for a while..."
Everyone was so sad that they cried again.
It was already noon when Su Mishun's body was buried.
Eight people all bowed six times in front of Su Mishun's grave. Zhou Wei De bowed in front of the grave and said, "Shun Zi, when we were in Jiaoshan, your brother De Er boasted to you that he would take you to Yancheng, but you died today. It's your brother De Er's promise... Actually, death is nothing, who doesn't die? Your brother De Er is not afraid of death... But today you are the only one who died, you must be very lonely without a companion... But don't worry, maybe we can go to accompany you in a few days..." As he spoke, he gradually started to cry, and Wan Gang, Lin Zhen, Zhou Wei Yi and others couldn't help crying again.
Zhang Hou's eyes were red, and he said, "Brother De'er, it's okay for you to tell Shunzi this, but you'd better not say it again in the future, as it's a bit unlucky."
Zhou Weide said nothing.
Chu Xiaomu used his sword to cut a piece of tree trunk as thick as a bowl in the forest, then split it in half and flattened it. He made a simple tombstone for Su Mishun, engraved the five words "Su Mishun's Tomb" on it, and inserted it in front of the grave.
After completing a few tasks, everyone sat in front of Su Mishun's grave for a while, and no one spoke.
I don't know when it was, but Qisheng chirped twice and began to move forward slowly. Chu Xiaomu and the other eight people led their horses and followed behind it silently. No one cared where it was taking them or whether there was any danger ahead.
Since Su Mishun was dead, his mount was naturally led by Zhou Weiyi.
The forest became denser and quieter. Apart from the occasional cries of birds or animals, the only sound you could hear was the rustling of dead branches and rotten leaves as people and horses stepped on them.
After walking for about two hours, Zhang Hou finally couldn't help it and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Mu, where is Qisheng taking us?"
"I don't know either." Chu Xiaomu replied.
"So which direction are you going now?"
"Maybe it's south, maybe it's east, I don't know."
"Why don't we go back..."
Chu Xiaomu remained silent. Go back? Where to, Dongzhong Army? Although he said he was going to Dongzhong Army two days ago, Bicheng couldn't be saved, so how could Dongzhong Army be saved? Going to Dongzhong Army was just an excuse. The place he really wanted to go and should go was the Beast Mountain where he was now.
Zhou Weide snorted and said, "The stone bridge is broken, how can you go back?"
Zhang Hou sighed and said nothing more. Moreover, he couldn't bear to abandon his mount.
Lin Zhen said: "We were all saved by Qisheng, so let's follow it. It should be able to find a way out of the Beast Mountain."
Lingweidou asked: "Brother Xiaomu, what did you mean by 'riding yellow'?"
Chu Xiaomu said calmly: "Qisheng is Chenghuang, the reincarnation of the divine horse we saw before."
Everyone thought, so that's why, no wonder Qisheng has so many incomprehensible things, it turns out he is the reincarnation of Shenma. So it seems that it is right to follow him forward.
Under normal circumstances, everyone would have asked questions non-stop, but at this time, because they were heartbroken by Su Mishun's death, no one asked any more questions.
As evening approached, mosquitoes began to appear in the forest. With the experience of the previous day, the eight people covered their heads, faces, hands and feet with clothes, leaving only their eyes and nostrils exposed. They were not afraid of mosquitoes no matter how many there were.
Qisheng didn't seem to be very afraid of mosquitoes, so Chu Xiaomu wrapped its body with the blue cloak he earned from military merit, and cut a linen shirt into pieces of cloth to wrap its head and face to reduce the pain of being disturbed.
The rest of the horses were too big to use this method to keep away mosquitoes, so they had to walk a distance and then use branches to drive them away. Fortunately, the horses did not make any noise, and seemed to understand the helplessness and hard work of their owners.
At night, everyone did not dare to rest for too long and kept on going. In the second half of the night, they were so sleepy that they only built a small fire to scare away wild animals. They did not dare to cut those thin branches again, so as not to smoke the mosquitoes to death and attract the same terrible mosquitoes as last night. Chu Xiaomu, Lin Zhen, Wang Gang, and Zhou Weide took turns to keep watch. In addition to helping the horses drive away mosquitoes, they also had to guard against strange things that might happen in the forest at any time, and they did not dare to be careless at all.
At midnight, there were thunder and lightning in the sky, and a heavy rain fell. Everyone put up a few blue cloaks to shelter from the rain. Even more fortunately, the mosquitoes also disappeared because of the rain.
After walking for another day, the terrain in the Beast Mountain became lower and lower, and it became more and more hot and humid, and everyone complained bitterly.
The forest was still dense, but the small trees with messy leaves had gradually turned into tall ancient trees. The space under the trees was relatively open, covered with a thick layer of dead leaves, like a thick blanket, soft to step on.
The traces of the Ti people had long been lost, and the few people were in no mood to look for them anymore, so they just followed Qisheng and walked around aimlessly.