The desolation in the deep ravine made Chen Feng calm, thus setting the long-term view of life. Although he decided to go to the mountains in the center of Red Maple Island, he had no food and clothing at the moment, and it was inevitable that he could not move in the mountains. The current solution was to find a town to solve the food and clothing problem first, bring enough reserves, and then go to the center of Red Maple Island to search.

So, Chen Feng relied on Chen Xing to identify the direction and began to explore around. At present, leaving the mountain stream is the primary issue.

Because there is insufficient light here and no wild fruits are born, he can only collect a little dew and pour it into his mouth to quench his thirst. Fortunately, he used beads to absorb some strange energy last night and gained some energy, which is enough to support his body to find a path.

What made Chen Feng very pleased was that although the mountain stream where he was located was very deep, it was not very dangerous because it was on the edge of Red Maple Island. After searching around, he found a stream with turbid water and winding to the distance. Chen Feng guessed that the stream in front of him should be the turbid stream flowing by his village.

After thinking this out, Chen Feng no longer felt nervous. He went down the stream and caught a fish and ate it raw to fill his stomach. He went up the stream and walked towards the center of Red Maple Island.

Three days later, the sky was just getting brighter, and the sky and the earth in front of us were bathing in the cool breeze of the mountains. In Qi Mingxing's nervous footsteps, the slightly lead-gray sky revealed the whiteness of the fish belly. The boundless and dull mountains ushered in the daytime again in the ignorant ignorance.

Before this, Chen Feng spent half a day before walking out of the mountain stream, embarked on the road, and finally saw a stranger again.

Without exception, the day before yesterday and last night was a moonlit night, and Chen Feng took out the beads to absorb energy again. Apart from the light, crescent pattern and strange fragrance, and the change in the time of half an incense stick every night, Chen Feng could not find out what other uses of the beads.

However, Hei Chao, Qingbo and many people with great powers fought to the death for this bead, and this bead would not be as simple as Chen Feng observed. Therefore, Chen Feng was more careful about the bead, and often chose an extremely hidden place when taking it out. Once the bead returned to normal, Chen Feng hid the bead in his own clothes. Every night, he found a secluded place in the mountains for a night, and he embarked on the journey early. Every night, the cries of wild beasts all night always made him a little worried. Fortunately, the experience of going out alone and his indomitable spirit made him finally persevere. In just one night, he learned to climb trees. Lying on the tree to rest at night undoubtedly made him feel much safer.

However, the mountain road under his feet gradually narrowed and eventually disappeared. Chen Feng only dared to walk through the nameless paths and even among the bushes in the forest. Several times, he lost his direction and relied on the sun to find the right direction. After walking down in just one hour, he was covered in dust and grass stains, and his clothes were cut into many places, and even bleeding from his arms, legs, hands, and face.

On this road, Chen Feng felt willing to relax. He already knew that the beads on his body were of great importance, and countless people with great powers were coveted. If they were accidentally exposed, they would die. He was despicable and would die if he died. However, he still had to avenge the blood feud between his grandparents and the whole village of the young and old. For the sake of that slim hope, Chen Feng could only do everything possible to survive, and at the same time to make himself truly strong.

Three days ago, Chen Feng was a young man who had never left the fishing village, but now he is much more mature.

With Chen Feng's breathing sounds that happened every few steps, the whole earth was bathed in the warm sunshine, and the pain in his heart was slightly less, and the cool breeze leaked into his thin clothes was much less. In the chirping birds, he slowly moved forward among the thorns, weeds and rocks. Along the way, he ate mountain fruits and the raw fish he had caught before, drank spring water when he was thirsty, and lay beside the stone for a while when he was tired.

Fortunately, Chen Feng exercised his body more solidly on weekdays. Although he was young, he could barely bear it. He just walked and stopped and slowly found his way. In the afternoon, he finally met a small town in the mountains.

The mountain range where Chen Feng is located today is called Linmo Mountain Range, which means "mountain and forests". The mountain range can extend to the middle of Red Maple Island. Shelu Town is located in the northwest section of Linmo Mountain Range, and you can overlook the blurry sea west of Red Maple Island.

Although Shelu Town is not very famous and has little reputation, it is also the center of the nearby area. After several days of running through the mountains and forests, he finally arrived at his first stop. Chen Feng relaxed his depression a little, cheered up and watched it well.

The outer edge of Shelu Town is a collapsed city wall. I don’t know how many years have passed, and the large blue bricks, which are square in length, are covered with traces of wind and rain. Some places are mottled and fall off, with layers of gaps appearing. The thick blue moss covers the blue bricks under it, which is obviously weathered by wind, frost, rain and dew, making people feel vicissitudes. I don’t know which craftsman is doing nothing, carved the three big words "Shelu Town" on this old city wall. The three characters are full and powerful, but they are not very close. The handwriting is already dull and full of sorrow for the sun and the west.

As he gradually entered the town, Chen Feng finally walked onto the road again, and there were more pedestrians, most of whom were hunters. Chen Feng heard their chatting, saying that in the past years, many people came from all over the place, gathered in the Shelu Town, and then replenished items, and entered the Linmo Mountains to find immortals and treasures. Although many people returned empty-handed, some people gained a lot. They almost got some century-old herbs and found some ancient artifacts in medium-term. Some lucky people actually met immortals, worshiped them as their teachers, learned extraordinary skills, and lived forever from then on, and were free from heaven and earth. After hearing this, Chen Feng felt that his slim hope was a little magnified.

Before entering Shelu Town, he found a very inconspicuous hillock, wrapped the strange beads in cloth, hid them under a stone with the broken bluestone, and made a mark. Chen Feng had to wait until he entered the mountain before taking out the beads and bluestone. The reason for wrapping the beads with cloth was mainly to avoid the beads becoming brighter after encountering the moonlight and being discovered by others. After the arrangement, Chen Feng carefully observed the surroundings and found that the hillock was extremely desolate and rarely arrived. He felt relieved and entered Shelu Town.

Looking at the scene of Shelu Town, the lives of the people in the town are also relatively difficult. Their ragged clothes reflect that their living conditions are not much different from those of the villagers in the fishing village. On Red Maple Island, fishermen and hunters are the two most miserable groups. Fortunately, for thousands of years, no matter which world it is, the people who have been obedient have become accustomed to these sufferings. Their vicissitudes of faces are not very sad or happy, but only peace. Being able to live is a very satisfying thing for them.
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