"Brother Shen, thank you! Ever since the village lost contact with Fangcun Mountain, there is indeed no suitable practice for ordinary people." Upon hearing this, Ying Luo thanked him sincerely and put the precious papers into his arms.
"For the next period of time, I will continue to practice in seclusion. If there is nothing too urgent in the village, I will not come out easily. Everything will depend on you." Shen Luo said again.
"Don't worry about your retreat. I will take care of everything and won't disturb you." Ying Luo nodded.
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Time flies and it’s been two years.
There was lush grass at the foot of Fangcun Mountain. Under a huge moss-covered rock, a pitch-black cave entrance was faintly visible, and a huge gray head suddenly poked out of it.
It has round ears, a long and pointed nose and mouth, a mouth full of sharp teeth that are intertwined with each other, and two dark red round eyes that are rolling around and looking around alertly. It is actually a giant rat that has become a spirit.
At this moment, a figure suddenly swooped down from the top of the rock, raised his foot, and stepped directly on the mouse's head.
The mouse struggled violently and squeaking non-stop.
The man moved his foot slightly and applied a little force. There was a slight "click" sound, and the mouse became silent and stopped moving.
"Brother Shen, it was originally just a ferocious beast in the mountains, but now even the rats in the fields have begun to transform into monsters. I'm afraid the situation on the mountain will become even more complicated." A purple-haired girl walked closer, leaned over to take a look at the fat monster rat, and said worriedly.
She was wearing a purple dress and an old armor from Canpo. It was none other than Ying Luo.
The person who just stepped on the demon rat to death was Shen Luo.
"In the past two years, monsters have attacked the village frequently, and each time they have become more dangerous than the last. If this continues, we will not be able to defend it one day. The only long-term solution is for us to find a way out for the village as soon as possible." Shen Luo said in a deep voice after hearing this.
"I understand what Brother Shen said, but that wild leopard is already a demon beast in the Soul Condensation Stage. We were lucky enough to escape last time. If we meet it again this time, we will have to fight for our lives." Ying Luo said with a determined look.
"This time we won't take the original mountain path, we just need to avoid it. If we can find another road along a mountain stream, it will be safer." Shen Luo comforted.
"It rained continuously a few days ago. Some deep pools on the mountain overflowed with water, forming some discontinuous mountain streams. It should not be difficult to find them." Yingluo thought for a while and said.
"This can be considered as taking advantage of the right time and right place." Shen Luo smiled and said.
As they were talking, the two of them went down into the cave from the entrance under the boulder, and found that after just over two years, the cave, which was originally relatively clean, was now filled with all kinds of animal bones, and many places were lit with faint green phosphorescent light.
They came out from the other end and walked up the mountain path for more than a hundred feet. When they saw the first fork in the road, they changed their route and followed a fork on the left to continue up the mountain.
The air in the mountain forest was extremely humid after the rain, and a large amount of dew condensed on the leaves of the bushes beside the road.
Shen Luo picked up a drop of water from a wild chrysanthemum, rubbed it with his fingers, and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?" Ying Luo asked curiously upon seeing this.