Song Wen came to the Pili Forest and did not stop, but went up to the hillside next to him to the cave where he lived with Song Hu and the others last time.

The cave was extremely dark, with a faint and cold feeling.

Song Wen took out a flashlight and shines it, put down his backpack, then went outside to pick up some firewood, and raise a fire in the hole.

It was winter time, and it started to get dark at around 4 o'clock, and by around 5 o'clock, I was already touching the whole thing.

When Song Wen saw that the sky was dark, he picked up some more firewood and blocked the hole so that the beasts would not run in at night.

At noon, he just ate some fried rice he brought from his home. Now he was so hungry that he rumbling. So he took out the iron pot he brought from Ruyi Fan, put it on the stone stove next to the fire, and added some spring water from Ruyi Fan to boil it. Then he took some bacon and put it into the pot, picked some Qingming dishes from Ruyi Fan, and washed it with some basswood mushrooms and put it aside to wait for use.

It was because he was not lucky. Along the way, he couldn't even see a pheasant rabbit. He only saw a lot of birds chirping there.

It is not easy to cook in the mountains, so Song Wen made a pot of rice in the morning with a pressure cooker, and there were also fans, rice noodles, biscuits, bread, etc. Anyway, he had the space in the Ruyi fan, so he was not afraid of bringing many things.

When the bacon was cooked in the pot, he put down the linden mushrooms and Qingming cuisine, added some vermicelli, and then let it cook on the side.

Regardless of the vermicelli being cooked in the pot, Song Wen picked up a few stones from the side and washed them with them on the side of the fire to burn them red. He took out two white jade snails from Ruyi Fan. Now these white jade snails are getting bigger and bigger, and some are the size of fists. When he remembered the deliciousness of the boiled white jade snail last time, he couldn't help but saliva.

Song Wen washed the white jade snail, then placed it on the already burnt red stone, took out some garlic from Ruyi Fan and kneaded it into garlic, added some salt, mixed chicken, spread it on the white jade snail meat. This is called garlic baked white jade snail, which tastes good. There was also a white jade snail called cheese baked, but it tasted good, but he didn't have cheese, so he had to bake it with garlic.

After a while, the vermicelli of the mountain delicacies were ready to cook the vermicelli. Song Wen put it in a bowl and ate it. The taste was fragrant. After eating, he picked up the roasted white jade snail and started eating it.

How could there be no wine if there is meat? He took out a bottle of Xifeng from Ruyi Fan.

Last time, Chi Qiaosheng gave him several bottles of 52-degree Xifeng Fengxiang Classic for 30 years. He has never drunk it. This time he brought them all over the mountain to prepare for it. From time to time. This bottle of wine is more than 1,000 yuan on the market. I don’t know if the guy bought it himself or someone else gave it. He was willing to give him such a good wine. If he couldn’t do this, he would give it to him for 100,000 yuan. He shouldn’t care about this little money.

Xifeng wine was produced in Fengxiang, Shaanxi. It started in the Shang Dynasty and flourished in the Tang and Song Dynasties. It has a history of more than 2,600 years. It has been listed as a treasure in the Tang Dynasty and is one of the eight famous wines in my country. Fengxiang is the legendary habitat of phoenixes. The allusions of Fengming Qishan and playing the flute to attract phoenixes came from here. Because it was the location of Xifutai after the Tang Dynasty, it was called Xifu Fengxiang. Therefore, Xifeng wine is named because of this. It is recorded that this wine was listed as a treasure in the Tang Dynasty with "melt, elegant, sweet, moist and refreshing, harmonious flavors, and long tail".

Song Wen sat next to the warm fire, savoring the deliciousness of the white jade snail while drinking wine. He was very comfortable. But he was in the mountains, he didn't dare to be careless, but just drank a little warming his body.

After drinking, he ran to the entrance of the cave to check again to see if the stones blocked at the entrance of the cave were blocked so as not to suddenly run into a wolf until midnight, and that would be a disaster.

After dinner and drinking, he rested for a while, Song Wen added some firewood to the fire and came to the dilapidated cottage of the short man. The house had not been here for too long and was covered with dust. Song Wen cleaned it and took out the quilt brought from Ruyi Fan and spread it on.

He didn't sleep immediately, but entered Ruyi Fan.

Just now when he was taking the white jade snails, he saw a large number of large and small white jade snails crowded together. He felt that this was not a solution, so he wanted to divide them.

I entered the Ruyi Fan, looked around the snail, and took out the fine net that had not been used up last time from the bamboo house, and surrounded a few more pieces of land on the edge of the white jade snail.

Then, he put the white jade snail inside one by one into the surrounded ground one by one.

In the future, he planned to put the newborn little white jade snail on the first enclosed ground, put it in another enclosed place if it is a little bigger, and then put it in another one. In this way, it will be easier to catch it when it is to catch it in the future.

After sorting out the nest of the white jade snail, Song Wen picked some Qingming vegetables and sweet potato leaves to feed the white jade snail. Then he took out some sweet potatoes from the bamboo house and put them on the edge of the pool to feed the mountain crabs. If he feeds these guys, they won't run around, otherwise these guys would have to go to the sweet potato field to dig for sweet potatoes.

After finishing it, I turned around and found that the ginseng not far from the strange rock had changed again.

The ginseng fruits produced by ginseng flowers have begun to turn red, and it seems that they are about to mature. He doesn’t know what the ginseng fruit is, nor does he know whether it can be eaten, and whether it can sprout after planting it. The most important thing is that it is really ginseng? He has always maintained a skeptical attitude towards this. It seems that he has never heard of ginseng with thick calves in this world.

After walking around in Ruyi's fan, Song Wen came outside.

As soon as he ran out of the Ruyi fan, he felt a biting chill, and his hair stood up in an instant. It was a natural reaction in danger, as if something was staring at him and was about to send a fatal blow at any time.

The hatchet is outside and there is nothing around.

At first, Song Wen was a little panicked, but he slowly calmed down. He calmed down, grabbed his hands like a cup, turned around and looked around, trying to find something that made him feel dangerous.

After checking for a while, he found that there was nothing in the room. He walked out gently and looked at it, but there was still nothing. He was surprised and became more careful. He slowly walked to the edge of the hatchet and bent over carefully to pick up the hatchet.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out from the fire in front and rushed towards him. He quickly grabbed the hatchet and slashed it.

The sharp blade passed by a light and shadow under the fire, and quickly fell towards the black shadow. The black shadow seemed to have noticed it, but it actually bent down to the ground and avoided the attack of the hatchet.

The shadow fell on the ground, and did not continue to attack, but just hissed.

Only then did Song Wen see clearly that the black shadow turned out to be a big snake with a thick calves, with an oval bullet-shaped head, and a dazzling black and golden markings all over the body, looking very strange. The golden markings and dazzling black markings were not like the golden ring snake, but the black and golden markings intersected like spider webs, looking weird and extremely terrifying.

He swore that he had never seen such a snake, and had never seen it.

The big snake's eyes are not black, red, or green, but gold. The golden snake's eyes shine with charming golden under the illumination of flames in the cave, which is fascinating.

Song Wen shook his mind when he saw it. At this moment, the big snake rushed over. Song Wen raised his knife and slashed it. Unexpectedly, the big snake turned back, like a dragon swaying its tail, rolled up its tail and pulled it straight towards the back of his hand holding the knife.

Caught out of control, the back of his hand was thrust by the snake's tail, and a stinging pain penetrated into his heart. The hatchet could no longer be held, and he loosened his hand and fell to the ground.

When Song Wen saw that the knife had fallen, it was so great that he quickly endured the pain and bent down to pick it up.

At this time, the snake rushed over again. He bent over, and was still a distance from the hatchet, and he couldn't pick it up. The snake was approaching quickly. What should I do? What should I do?

In an instant, my mind turned around. Suddenly, my eyes were firm, my teeth bite, my hands were pressed, and my veins rose up.

The snake rushed over quickly. Suddenly, he flashed sideways, snatched the snake's teeth, and then took the opportunity to grab the snake's seven inches and pinched it tightly.

The big snake was not willing to be outdone, and its whole body was wrapped around Song Wen's body. The huge force tangled Song Wen's body was in great pain.

At this time, there was no way out. Song Wenxin leaned against the wall and ran to the cave wall next to him, pinched the snake's head, and hit the stone on the cave wall.

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