C49 A group of people were looking down the mountain

Taking a step forward, he saw that the mountain was vast and boundless!

It was then that I realized that the vastness could be used to describe the sea, or the mountains, which were piled up in front of me.

The ancients said that it was only because of this mountain, and I used to think so too. At this moment, I finally understood that the reason for this was that they were standing in the wrong place within the mountain.

Before entering the thirty-six plates, Fan Cunlong had only seen two mountain peaks that resembled humans. After exiting the thirty-six plates and looking back, he would be able to experience the spectacular scene of two opposing mountain peaks. He looked exactly like a human, with a mountain that looked like an arm wearing long sleeves. He held an irregular chess piece in his hand, as if he was worrying about where he should land next.

"Zheng, go and replenish the water source!" Fan Cunlong said, and I nodded. I don't know how long I rested, but I feel that my strength has recovered quite a bit.

"Where is the spring?" I asked Fan Cunlong, and he replied: "Behind that tree, it's not far, only three or four steps away!"

San-er Si Er, the two of you, pay attention to your surroundings. I will go get some water from the water with the dragon. "" Okay. As I explained to Huang San and Huang Si, I told him that everyone's canteen was in my hands.

After dodging a few simple security lines set up by Fan Cunlong, they were about seven to eight meters away. About half a meter away from the ground, a fountain gurgled and flowed.

"There must be someone faster than us. There are traces of water here, and it shouldn't be much faster than us." Fan Cunlong said as he looked at the weeds around the water source. I nodded and said nothing more.

We have someone in front of us, and it's not just a group of people. We have already confirmed this fact a long time ago, especially after meeting Ruan Kao and the others, it confirmed our conjecture.

Seven canteens, it wouldn't take long for all of them to fill up. Just when Fan Cunlong and I were walking back, there was a loud noise that shocked us all.

The roar echoed through the valley, becoming thick and indistinct from its sharp edges. I felt the ground beneath my feet tremble slightly like an earthquake.

"An earthquake?" I asked Fan Cunlong. I asked because my intuition told me that this was not an earthquake. However, I didn't know what kind of sound could make the mountain shake like this.

Sure enough, Fan Cunlong shook his head and said, "No, an earthquake wouldn't cause such a sound, it sounds more like an explosion."

"Explosion..." Where did it come from? "Everything's fine, how could there be an explosion …"

"It's the direction of the sulcus basilaris, but I can't confirm if it's actually the sulcus basilaris. It's just that there's a vague direction." Fan Cunlong looked at me, waiting for me to make a decision.

My feet did not stop moving forward, but walked around a thick and big tree. Huang San, Huang Si and the rest all stood up, and looked around in surprise and bewilderment.

I tossed the water bottle which was filled to the brim to them. Without explaining anything, I directly said, "Bring the bag with you. Let's go!"

Huang San and the others didn't ask anything, upon hearing my words, the two of them straightforwardly carried the mountaineering bag that was placed beside them and locked it onto their backs. At the same time, each of them carried a set of shotgun that was filled with bullets.

Ruan Kao's group did a good thing for us. There are so many firearms that we normally never would have been able to obtain, but I didn't think that I would easily obtain them.

There was not only a gun, but also bullets, flares and a detonator. These people were simply a good example to Lei Feng in this new era.

Li Zheng changed a lot, as if he was a completely different person. When he heard me yell to start the journey, he did not waste any time blabbering or gossiping. He didn't know if this was a true metamorphosis or a pretentious act in front of a beautiful woman. I hope that it will be the first type, but of course, I won't be disappointed if it is the second. No matter what, Li Zheng is still an outsider to me, and that's it.

"Xiao Ha!" I looked at the hoodlum pig that was still taking advantage of Jiang Xi, and when it heard my call, it grudgingly rubbed itself against Jiang Xi's body, before leaping onto my outstretched arm and snuggling onto my shoulder.

Still the same, Fan Cunlong led the way at the front. Just as he said, this mountain corridor was extremely safe. One path seemed to be a breathing space specially created by the heavens for those who came out of thirty-six plates.

There were no tall weeds or insects or beasts along the way, and there was also water. From time to time, a few thick hare would jump over them. Of course, these things in the mountain were much more slippery than those outside the mountain. Whether or not one could catch them to improve the food required a great deal of skill.

As long as he thought about it, as long as something appeared in his line of sight, then the bow in his hand would definitely be able to accurately hit the target. Just like what Fan Cunlong had told me before, saying that it was those rabbits outside the mountains would make people feel very dazed, and grabbing them with his bare hands wouldn't be difficult at all.

I often wonder what kind of depressed expression Fan Cunlong would have on his face if he was heard by a group of people who are obsessed with chasing rabbits all day. Those people are often proud of their dogs for winning the top three awards in that kind of event. However, the rabbits used in the competition to chase the dogs were usually kept in captivity at home.

The mountain corridor was not very long, about four or five hundred meters in length. Behind the road was a small hill, not too high, at an altitude of two or three hundred meters. Compared to the two towering peaks behind him, it was like a small rock beneath his feet.

At the bottom of the hill, there should have been some fights going on, but there had not been any arguments that would not stop until one side was dead. Both sides threw down some bullets and blood stains, but no physical body or broken limbs were left behind.

Those who were able to make it all the way here were no ordinary characters. Perhaps it was the result of a balance between multiple forces, but no one was willing to risk their lives to severely injure their own strength. This kind of situation where both sides would suffer damage was likely to be taken advantage of by a third party.

There would never be any logic to the rules of the underground, so the rules of the underground wouldn't even bother to be reasonable under special circumstances. In the end, a fist was the true reason. As for the truth and beauty taught by Deception, it would always make the student suffer greatly in this cruel, to the point of nakedness stage. They would sink into depravity and grind their teeth unwillingly as they stood up once more. Only then would they understand that the world wasn't as simple as it looked like they were on campus.

They have deceived the world view of others, deceiving themselves for countless years. Who knows how many students have thrown their bodies to the ground in front of the beauty of the world!

When Grandpa was alive, he would often say that it was a kind of sadness. The old man's eyes could always see beyond the reach of the young man, and the father took it for granted. So when I was very young and went to school, whether it was fighting or fighting, or never going to the field to play during homework lessons, the substitute teacher came to my house time after time and was served a good cup of tea by my father and then sent away. Then he would tell me that the teacher had come to praise me.

When he thought about how naive he was at that time, he actually believed his father's words. Every time I work for the teachers, the class is my most active and hardworking class. I felt that the teacher took care of me so much that she didn't even complain to the parents when I didn't attend class. Not only that, she often praised me as well … After that, I mentioned this matter to my father in a casual conversation. After learning the whole story, I immediately felt so depressed that I couldn't speak anymore. All those years of hospitality had gone to waste. Not only was the teacher ungrateful, he even went to the house to complain a few times.

To say that I learned this way at a young age to please the teacher was a dereliction of duty on the part of my parents when they were at home. At that time, I really wanted to ask, then why do you always smile every time I give you something to move? If one were to seriously think about it, how could one possibly hope that the changed education industry would be able to create a student with both good and bad character?

As Newton had said, genius was 99% perspiration plus 1% inspiration, but that 1% inspiration was the most important. In Huaxia, this whole sentence becomes the first half of the sentence known only to familiar people. The genius was 99% sweat and 1% inspiration. It was over.

What does one expect from such a deceptive education? If I had to say, why don't we all just order and go home to sell sweet potatoes?

This was a world where people ate people! Mr. Zhou Shuren commented. Actually, that was the case back then. It had been so, so long ago, even now. This world was a man-eating world! The most basic laws of law never changed.

All that would change would be the ornaments that adorned this law. The ornaments were so varied that they always seemed to give people a new feeling, but in any case, the ornaments were decorations, and the ornament would never be able to erase the extreme gloom of a life.

It's like this valley, like the thirty-six plates, like we killed Ruan Kao and his group, and also like someone even more forward, wanting to assassinate us.

I do not believe that the world has peace, so I want to give the future Zheng family a peaceful and comfortable environment. I also know that the layers of obstructions will become more difficult, but once I choose, I will walk down. Even without the verdure, I will grit my teeth and have no regrets!

Although the hill was short, the road was difficult.

We really wasted a great deal of energy to pull the branch of the tree diagonally growing on the hill to the top of the mountain, and then another great deal of strength to descend from above.

However, when we reached the other side of the hill, we saw a group of people waiting for us. Someone spotted us and a group of people turned to look at us.

Even before I got close, I could feel a wave of dirt rushing into my nose, as if it was about to overturn the sky. Looking at those people with hostile gazes, I knew that these fellows were teachers of the earth who had been walking underground for a long time.