Various cliffs, high mountains and valleys made Dong Changhai feel unprecedented stimulation and heartbeat in the whistling wind. Every time the vine thrown by the man inadvertently made him feel unprecedented tension, because once he missed, he would fall into the white misty valley below. He had been in that place for almost two months. He would rather die than return to the ghost place that almost made him go crazy.

The man seemed to be afraid that Dong Changhai would be ineffective. He would always stop at the right time to let Dong Changhai rest and replenish his strength. When they walked and stopped, they saw a wooden house built on a giant tree like a bird's nest. It was already bright. Dong Changhai, who had survived the disaster, greedily breathed the fresh air around him, and sniffed a handful of sweet dew from a palm-sized leaf that he could not name. After sucking mutton fat and put it into his mouth, he couldn't help but shouted happily: "It's great to be alive."

The man also squeezed a smile out of the corner of his eyes. When Dong Changhai turned his head and looked at him, the man's calf bent slightly, with an amazing jumping force that made Dong Changhai sigh for it, he jumped onto the wooden house that was almost 4 meters high above his head with an arrow like an arrow, leaving Dong Changhai who was sighing at the house to be sing at the bottom of the tree. After a long time, the man's familiar head was revealed from the house.

Dong Changhai didn't expect that the man would throw a rope from it. No matter what, a small wooden house was almost all the secrets of this man, and he didn't have to open all this to a man he met for the first time.

When Dong Changhai was pulled up from the rope by the man's seemingly thin but very strong arms, he saw a strange scene in front of him. In the corner was an old man with gray hair, deep eyes, and thin all over. When he saw the other party's creepy little hands shaking like white bones, Dong Changhai, who was standing on the edge of the wooden house, almost fell down. Fortunately, the man pulled him, and this was not the tragedy.

The moment the old man showed up from the dark, Dong Changhai looked at the deep ghost pupils that seemed to be invisible to the bottom of the black hole, and almost dizzy. He clearly saw that the other party's eyes had lost. When he suddenly saw the ghost pupils focusing into a pair of electric eyes, he turned dizzy and fur all over his body. This was the strangest thing he had ever seen. If the man next to him had not smiled maliciously, Dong Changhai would have escaped long ago.

"I am grateful for my great kindness. I am a rough man. I have lived a mess over the years. It was not until a few months ago that I was rescued by a master. I suddenly realized that the reason why I took the liberty to disturb you was just to say thank you to you in person." After saying that, Dong Changhai waited for a long time and found that the old man had no movement and was about to turn around and leave.

"Where are you coming from? Where are you going?" The old man's voice was filled with a tranquility of the exhausted oil. Hearing the old man's Sanskrit question, Dong Changhai, who was originally anxious, immediately calmed down.

"Duckweed has no roots and returns to others on a stormy night. Now he only has two words in his heart: return home." Dong Changhai said calmly. No matter when and where, he only has these simple words in his heart, but the price he had to pay in the end was never within his consideration. Since God helped him in Yerengou once, he believed that no matter how bad his luck was, he would not be able to go there.

"Stay here and be a companion with Bai Yuan, and at least have a companion to talk to each other in the future."

"I have received my old man's wish, but"

"I have an unwritten rule here. Once I enter this room, I will never be able to walk out of this forest without my permission."

"I know that I can't handle my body at all, but I have the right to decide my life and death." Dong Changhai finished speaking, and then jumped off the edge of the wooden house. He was not ready to compromise with the old man who could not be refused. He felt that he could get a resumption of life again from the edge of life and death. By this moment, he had already made a lot of money.

When Dong Changhai jumped down, he closed his eyes tragically. Only when his body fell halfway, a rope wrapped around his waist with heavy force just right, like a spirit snake. Then Dong Changhai was pulled up from the air like a fish biting a hook. The man named Bai Yuan pulled him on the back of his neck and put Dong Changhai's fat fish in his bag.

Standing on the edge of the wooden house again, Dong Changhai, who was like a little chick holding his neck, looked at the old man in despair. He could kill the soldiers and not be humiliated. He continued to stay in this place and let his relatives ignore them. Dong Changhai felt that he could not do it. What was the hard work for him? He looked up at the sky, thinking that the only poison sac hidden between his teeth that could preserve his dignity was the only chance left.

Dirty blood flowed out of Dong Changhai's mouth. When his consciousness began to wander, he felt that the white ape and the old man had already been in chaos. Then he felt that his body was light and fluttering. Maybe, this time, he was really dead.

The eyes were full of green, the ground was bright green, and countless blue waters and blue sky. This was the most beautiful scenery that Dong Changhai woke up and lie down at the entrance of the cave. The old man of Hell seemed to be good to him. He did not let him enter the Avici Hell or any of the Hell in the Infinite Hell, but this big cave seemed to be dug on the cliff, and the bottom was still bottomless and foggy. Dong Changhai smiled helplessly. Since he couldn't die like this, he seemed to have room to maneuver and could only adapt to the situation.

A strong figure landed out of nowhere. When he saw that Dong Changhai seemed to have stabilized his emotions, he carefully took out a piece of wolf meat wrapped in big leaves and still emitting a slight heat and a fragrance. He threw it into the hand of Dong Changhai who was still looking at the deep valley.

"I'll take you out of the valley after eating this thing." Bai Yuan said very well, and his silly smile that was as simple as a piece of white paper without any other expressions made Dong Changhai feel unprecedented heartwarming.

The white ape did not break his promise. After Dong Changhai finished eating the wolf meat and recovered almost the same physical strength, the two of them were moving back again in the forest like two flexible monkeys. After Dong Changhai tried his best to make a sound, he could only hear the sound, but he could not see the huge waterfall filled with mist. He knew that he had really come out. He had just drilled his head out of the pool and never saw the familiar shadow again. The white ape, perhaps with a mission, perhaps his destiny, could not walk out of the canyon in the end and ended up in this waterfall with a drop of dozens of feet.

"This may be God's will. A stick of incense is gone. You can cultivate the Buddha's heart. White ape, follow that man to see the outside world." The old man murmured at the white ape who had been looking at the direction of Dong Changhai's departure for many days.
Chapter completed!