They rely on their excellent flying skills. Floating down, just landed in the wall, surrounded by Xiuzhu swaying, the rain sprinkled on the bamboo leaves, making a low sound. But the drops of water falling from the tips of the bamboo leaves became much larger, and dribs and drabs fell down and knocked on the dead leaves and shells all over the ground, making a dense sound. They stepped on the withered leaves and walked slowly forward. Rao's flying skills were extremely strong, and sometimes they could not help making a noise, but at this time there was a loud noise all around, which could not be heard. Zhong Quan looked around and saw no sign of being discovered and alarmed. He could not help but look pleased and raised his thumb to Deng Xiaolong to express his praise for his surprise idea, which was indeed unexpected and successful. Only twenty feet away, the bamboo forest suddenly became very dense, they had to pick the gap to swim through, into the real bamboo forest, through less than two pennies, but feel the light in front of them gradually dim, as if the already dark enough day is more bright and dark, like the kind of dark scene before the storm is coming. Zhong Quan followed the shadow in front of him in a daze, flashing left and right in the dense bamboo forest, occasionally touching the bamboo body, and sprinkling a large splash on it, making a loud noise like a tide. Deng Xiaolong silently identified the direction and walked through the bamboo crevices, but felt even darker in front of him. He could not help but stop strangely and turned around and said, "Younger Martial Brother, look, eh?"? Younger Martial Brother Younger Martial Brother. Where is the figure of Zhong Quan behind him? He turned around and searched for more than half a foot, and his eyes were blocked by the light and dark bamboo shadows. He lowered his voice and called several times, but there was no answer, only the sound of dense and continuous drops of water buried his call deeply. Holding his mind, he stroked his forehead with one hand, but with the other hand he held a piece of bamboo, rustling, sprinkling water on it, and pouring it head-on. He could not help shaking his head vigorously and shaking off the drops of water flowing on his eyelids. But this cold feeling gave him a brainwave. He frowned and thought, "When I came down from the mountain just now, I found that there was a large bamboo forest behind the nunnery. It seemed a little strange." Now the Younger Martial Brother is lost, and the scene is even darker. Besides, I'm even confused about the direction at the moment. Is this the array map laid down according to the book of war? When I thought about it, I couldn't help shivering. Then I thought, "Even though I know this is a picture made of bamboo trees, I don't understand these things at all.". Now how can I find the Younger Martial Brother and escape from the bamboo forest? Younger Martial Brother, I'm afraid I don't understand more than I do. I'm always groping for it, and I'll eventually fall into the trap of others.. At this time, he instinctively went to touch, touch empty, only to remember that everything should be stored in the last night's lodging house, not even the sword came up the mountain. He sighed in the dark and gazed at the bamboo trees. He found that the smallest one was as big as the mouth of a bowl. The bamboo body had turned dark blue. The bamboo forest was probably more than a hundred years old. At that moment, he took a breath of cold air and paid: "Even if you have a sword in your hand, you can't cut off so many old bamboos and go out."? Unless it is a precious knife that cuts iron like mud, digital whiteboard price , it must make a great noise and draw out all the nuns in the nunnery. As he thought about it, he walked forward, and after almost three steps, he had to turn through the sparse bamboo trees. Such a walk, of course, will not be happy, not to mention the disappearance of the younger martial brother, the light around the more dim, as if it has come to dusk. Walking restlessly, he suddenly stamped his feet and rose in the air. By this time, he had already ignored the exposure of his appearance, and felt at ease to fly to the top of the bamboo forest, perform his supreme flying skills, and enter and exit the bamboo forest array at the top of the forest, and then haggle over it. As soon as his figure wore two pennies and rushed up in the air, something suddenly tripped over his head in the dense bamboo leaves. Deng Xiaolong was already very resourceful, and with more than ten years of experience in Jianghu, he felt that his cry was not good. He reached out his hand to hold a bamboo, stabilized his figure, and followed the other hand to hold the thing on his head. By this time, there was a very clear bell ringing, which drifted far away in the rain. Sure enough, his fingers grasped a piece of barbed wire, which could not be seen in advance because it was covered with dense bamboo leaves. Suddenly there was a clear bell, which drifted into the air in all directions. The place where the bell rang was on the left side of the nunnery. Deng Xiaolong expected that Zhong Quan must have groped there, but he still couldn't find himself, so he wanted to jump out of the bamboo forest, so he hit the road and sent out a clear bell. You should know that this tiny piece of barbed wire, hidden in the dense bamboo leaves, is at least more than twenty feet high. Ordinary Jianghu people can never jump so high unless they climb up along the bamboo body. But if you climb along the bamboo body, you would have touched the bell mechanism above and sent out a clear bell. Deng Xiaolong sings, suddenly uses the heavy technique, pulls open the large silk screen to catch, then clasps the bamboo to eliminate both hands to add a little strength, the body shape already like a wisp of light smoke, in the bell rings loudly, emerges the bamboo forest neck. At this time, but see the eyes bright, the sky returned to the kind of person in front of the forest, although gloomy, but not so dark. He took a breath and leapt to the left of the nunnery on the top of the bamboo. But only jumped more than half a foot away, then felt wet rain bamboo leaves and tips, extremely difficult to borrow strength, he has practiced to the extent of a grass crossing the river flying skills, also feel that it is difficult. This was because the leaves on the withered top of the bamboo were softer and smoother than usual, and they were also wavering. If he wanted to see the situation around him while walking, he would have to step on the air and fall down. But he could not just look at his feet without looking at the situation on all sides, so it was very difficult. Suddenly I heard a long roar on the left side of the nunnery. It was the roar of a clear cloud of people. It was the sound of Zhong Quan singing like a dragon. Instead, I realized a little in my heart and hurried away. After walking only thirty feet away, I felt that the bamboo leaves in front of me were already sparse, and I had probably walked out of that circle of particularly dense bamboo forests. There was a shout from below, but it was a female accent: "Who is it?"? I dared to jump in my heart in the chaos of the Great Mercy Nunnery. I lowered my head and peeped through the gaps between the branches and leaves. I saw two nuns in gray standing below, both carrying sharp swords with cold light in their hands. You can also see the yellow silk green knot hanging from the sword handle swaying, as if it had just arrived. Another nun, holding the sword in her left hand, pointed at him and scolded him. He glanced up and saw a large bamboo grove stretching to his side. There was no movement in the misty rain. hsdtouch.com