Celestial being

At this moment, a gust of cool wind blew in his face, making Yuan Ming wake up a little.

He followed his line of sight and saw that the forest land in front of him suddenly opened up, and a green and black river about ten feet wide suddenly appeared in front of the shade of the trees.

The water in the river is a bit turbid, the waves are rolling in it, and the water is quite powerful.

After Yuan Ming visually measured the distance, he found that it was impossible to leap over with his strength. But when he lowered his head again, he saw that the green wolves chasing him had changed from two to five.

"You may die if you jump over, but if you don't jump over... you will definitely die, and your death will be worse." Yuan Ming knew that he had no choice at all.

He stepped on the horizontal branches of the ancient tree beneath him and swayed up and down, accumulating strength through the ups and downs of the branches.

Once, twice, three times...

"Let's go."

He let out a low shout, and at the moment the branch bounced up, his bent legs suddenly exerted force and ejected his body.

In mid-air, his body stretched straight, his uninjured left arm stretched out as much as possible, and he grabbed the branches of the ancient tree on the other side.

Unfortunately, his strength is limited after all. In an injured state, being able to jump seven feet is the limit, and it is impossible to reach a branch ten feet away.

Yuan Ming's body fell downwards, and with a "plop", he fell into the water. After struggling twice, he was submerged by the rolling waves and disappeared into the river.

Seeing this, the green wolf on the other side howled unwillingly for a long time before turning around and leaving.

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In the turbid river water, Yuan Ming's body was swept to the bottom by the undercurrent, bumping back and forth on the jagged rocks at the bottom of the river. The wounds on his shoulders and chest burst open, and the bright red blood spilled out, drifting into wisps of red gauze. Silk.

Yuan Ming endured the pain and the suffocating feeling of drowning, struggled to grab the rocks at the bottom of the river with his arms, struggled to climb out of the water, and took a greedy breath of air.

The river water mixed with dead branches and leaves kept lapping at his face, blurring his vision.

Yuan Ming wiped the river water on his face with his hand and saw that he was less than two feet away from the river bank. However, there were no rocks in the middle of the river for him to climb. If he entered the water rashly, he would probably be swept into the river again by the undercurrent. end.

Just as he was thinking about how to cross to the other side, the wound on his chest suddenly started to hurt again.

Yuan Ming didn't pay much attention and planned to dive back into the water and touch the rocks on the bottom of the river to the other side.

But then, the wound on his shoulder also suddenly started to hurt violently. At first, it was just a pain, but after a while, the pain became intensive.

The pain was no longer limited to the wounds on his chest or shoulders. Even the uninjured areas began to hurt. Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

Yuan Ming took a sharp breath, and sank down. Regardless of the wash of the river, he opened his eyes in the water, looked at himself, and suddenly felt his scalp numb.

I saw nearly a hundred palm-sized fish densely biting on the wound on his chest. Their tails were wagging one by one, squeezing crazily into his wound and biting his flesh and blood desperately.

"Oops, it's a piranha!"

Ordinary fish generally would not attack such a large living creature, and the only one that could launch such a fierce attack against him was the piranha.

Although there are fish biting other parts of Yuan Ming's body, there are no wounds there and they are covered with fur, so it's not a big problem.

He reached out to pull the piranha off his body, but before his hand even came close, a large group of fish bit him.

At the same time, in the turbid river water, a huge black shadow was swimming towards this side from downstream.

Yuan Ming knew he couldn't delay any longer. After floating up for a breath, he immediately sank into the water again. He grabbed the protruding rocks on the bottom of the river with his hands and moved towards the other side bit by bit.

The black shadow in the distance noticed that he was fleeing, and its speed continued to increase, approaching him.

Yuan Ming finally touched the base of the opposite bank and began to climb up. The water waves behind him broke and there was a "swishing" sound, and the black shadow had already caught up with him.

He didn't dare to delay at all, or even look back for a single glance. He grabbed the river bank with both hands and jumped up with all his strength. At the last moment when the black shadow caught up with him, he jumped to the other side.

The black shadow finally flew into the air and lingered underwater for a moment on the shore. The figure gradually sank to the bottom of the water and was no longer visible.

Yuan Ming was lying on his back on the river bank, his chest heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily.

He reached out to touch his side and found that the blood-storing bag was not missing, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he knew it was not the time to rest and relax, the intense fatigue and the feeling of deprivation after the disaster still made it difficult for him to get up for a long time.

After resting for a while, Yuan Ming forced himself to sit up. Only then did he realize that there were piranhas with black scales hanging on his body.

There were especially many fish hanging from the wounds on the chest and shoulders.

Yuan Ming grabbed a piranha, endured the pain and pulled it off his body. When he put it in front of his eyes, he found that the creature had a ring of jagged fangs in its mouth, biting the air open and closed. There was no trace of its ferocity. It weakens a little bit out of the water.

He was about to throw the piranha away, but the "gurgling" sound from his stomach immediately reminded him not to do such a stupid thing.

Yuan Ming took pleasure in the pain and chuckled: "You bite me, and I eat you. Reciprocity."

After that, he endured the discomfort in his heart, stuffed the whole fish into his mouth, and took a bite.

The raw fish meat was mixed with fish bones, fish bones and fish scales. He bit it bit by bit, making a "crunch, crunch" sound, and soon he tasted a slightly fishy-sweet taste.

Yuan Ming originally thought he would feel uncomfortable, but to his own surprise, he was not disgusted with the smell, and even liked it a little.

A palm-sized fish couldn't satisfy his stomach at all, so Yuan Ming began to pick fish from himself one by one to eat.

After a while, he picked fifty or sixty fish from his body and ate them all, and the hunger in his belly eased a little.

Yuan Ming looked at the blood stains on the wounds on his chest and shoulders, and suddenly realized something.

The two green wolves were chasing him, the piranhas in the water came in groups, and even the black shadow in the water that he didn't know what it was was attracted by the blood of his wound.

He quickly stood up, dug up some mud from the tidal flats by the river, wiped it against the wounds on his body to cover up the blood, and then turned around and left.

In such a harsh environment, it is definitely not wise to stay in one place for a long time before finding a safe place to stay.

As the setting sun gradually sets in the west, the entire forest casts a huge shadow, welcoming the arrival of night earlier than elsewhere.

Yuan Ming carefully searched for a long time in the mountains and forests, and finally found a half-buried cave less than five miles away from the river.

This cave was actually originally a pit. There were two huge boulders that rolled down from the mountain and were placed against each other, as if they were covering the pit with a roof.

Yuan Ming checked carefully and found that the space inside was only two feet in diameter. Although his body was not spacious inside, it could barely accommodate him.

The roof made of two rocks is tightly connected at the top, but there are gaps in the front and back.

Not to mention the entrance in the front, the gap in the back is also about three feet wide, which is enough for some medium-sized beasts to get in.

Yuan Ming searched for a long time in the mountains and forests before he found some rocks of suitable sizes. He picked them up one by one and sealed the gap behind the cave first.

Then he searched for a long time, but could not find a rock of suitable size to block the entrance of the cave.

Finally, an old tree root split by lightning was moved from a distance and used as a temporary door to block the entrance of the cave.

Just in case, Yuan Ming tied the old tree root with a vine and tied the other end to his wrist. Once the old tree root was moved, it would definitely involve him and make him aware of it.

After doing everything, Yuan Ming slowly lay down on the ground. Although he was feeling sleepy, he still resisted falling asleep immediately.

While carefully listening to the movements outside, he carved on the dark cave floor with his hands, once again restoring his escape route, recalling all the details of his fight with the black bear and the green wolf.

After going through all this in his mind, he began to recall with all his strength the fragmentary memory of his martial arts performance in the square that had emerged in his mind during the day.

"Who am I?"

With this question in mind, Yuan Ming slowly fell asleep.

In the dream, Yuan Ming appeared on the martial arts field again, holding a spear and waving it around, practicing a set of sharp marksmanship.

At the edge of the martial arts stage, a vague shadow appeared vaguely. He was tall and majestic, but his facial features were blurred. He stood with his hands behind his back and was silent.

Yuan Ming stopped the drill and wanted to step forward to see the man clearly, but he heard an angry voice: "Don't stop!"

In an instant, Yuan Ming suddenly woke up.

Sunlight filtered through the gap at the cave door and shone on his face. It was already dawn.

However, Yuan Ming felt that he had only slept for half an hour, and the feeling of sleepiness had not completely disappeared.

However, he still propped himself up and sat up, subconsciously rubbing his eyes with his furry hands.

After regaining some energy, he untied the vines tied to his hands, and was surprised to find that the wounds on his chest and shoulders had healed and scabbed.

He originally thought it would take at least three or four days to recover, but it turned out that he only had one night's sleep.

"It seems that when you transform into a furry beast, not only your strength and speed are increased, but your recovery ability after injury is also enhanced." Yuan Ming became more and more satisfied with this body.

At the same time, he also developed a strong interest in the "blood energy method" mentioned by Elder Huo Huo.

"Gu..."

"Not only does the injury heal quickly, but the stomach also gets hungry quickly." Yuan Ming stood up and moved the tree roots at the entrance of the cave and walked out of the cave.

The sun is shining in the mountain forest, the leaves are green, the mountain breeze is blowing, the thin morning fog is gradually dissipating, and there are only the ethereal calls of birds all around, making it quiet and beautiful.

But Yuan Ming knew that there were countless crises hidden under this silence.