The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 61 Rat Hole

Next, Wang Wu continued to do this, dividing the remaining fruit tree branches into four parts and grafting them onto four shrub seedlings.

Then no matter why, just inject spiritual energy.

It really is the case that great strength makes miracles happen.

After consuming another 20 points of spiritual energy, all five grafted fruit trees survived, although he didn't know what kind of fruits they would grow.

But accumulated experience is the most important, isn’t it?

If it doesn’t work this year, there’s still next year.

For a moment, Wang Wu couldn't help but reveal a simple smile like an old farmer.

This matter can be considered to have come to an end, because it will take at least three to five years to see results.

At most, he would come over to inject some remaining spiritual energy when he had nothing to do on weekdays. More often than not, he still needed to solve the most pressing survival problem.

Well, also, we must be careful of that big mountain cat that keeps chasing us.

So Wang Wu saw that the time was almost up, so he immediately lay down on the cliff and quickly entered a passive hiding state. In short, it was not suitable for activities during the day.

As a result, the valley was quiet all day long.

The big mountain cat did not chase after them, nor did it see the gray magpies, so no one knew what the outcome was.

At night, when darkness fell, Wang Wu, who had been dormant all day, went to the stream to drink and wash himself before returning to the crevice of the rock.

After removing the stones used for covering, we found that no goblins had entered in the past few days, which shows that this place has really become a deserted area.

There were still many remaining devil vines, but they were a little dried and looked no different from ordinary branches.

After a little thought, Wang Wu temporarily gave up on gaining resistance to the paralysis poison. He was not full enough now, and he had more important things to do.

Wang Wu put the stone back on, turned around and left, heading straight for a low hill three hundred meters to the north, which was the hill where the five white-haired mice once lived.

Because he always suspected that if there were any remaining indigenous inhabitants in this valley, then these gray mice must be one of them.

No matter how powerful the devil's ivy is, it cannot dig a hole to a certain depth, so there must be a rat hole in this place.

Wang Wu had to find them out, reminisce about the past, and then kill them. Otherwise, he suspected that the small fruit trees he had planted with great effort would be eaten sooner or later.

Soon, he arrived at the low hill, which was just an ordinary little mound of earth.

The total height is only about ten meters. The top of the mountain is round, with an area of only about two to three hundred square meters. In the middle are a few ordinary rocks, with only a small half exposed, and the rest are buried in the soil.

The small hill is connected to other small hills on both sides, which is a common geographical feature of this valley.

In fact, if an outsider comes here, he will not be able to tell the difference between these small mountains. At first glance, it looks like a low, undulating ridge!
As Wang Wu climbed up the hill, he felt a bit like the East-flowing River, the waves washing away all the charming fairies of the past few years.

Even after experiencing two disasters, he could still see the subtle traces left by the white-haired mice and imagine the scene of the five of them with fluttering white eyebrows standing here in a neat and uniform manner, greeting the sunrise and bathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Well, if I remember correctly, the five of them are very low-key. They disappear after basking in the sun in the morning, and they don’t even come out in the evening. So where are they hiding?

Wang Wu estimated the time, observing the distance and keeping an eye on the distant spots while searching for the rat holes that must exist.

As a result, he looked up and down, left and right for three rounds, but still did not see the so-called natural rat hole entrance.

It’s really awesome.

Wang Wu was amazed, but he also became more certain that there must be a rat hole here.

After all, this is the famous rat. A cunning rabbit having three burrows is nothing, even a cunning rat having three hundred burrows is not a problem.

Then, we can’t look for it from the conventional perspective.

After thinking about it, he turned his gaze to the exposed rocks above the low hill.

Could there be some mystery hidden here?

He rushed over, knocked carefully, pushed and pulled hard, and tried to put himself in the gray mouse's perspective, to think and to examine.

After a moment, he actually found a mechanism. It was in a concave position between two rocks. He used his claws and exerted some effort to pull out a palm-sized stone.

The outside of the stone is natural and fits perfectly, but the inside has obviously been polished, and the overall shape is a cone that is larger at the top and smaller at the bottom. So once it is buckled, it is difficult to open and discover from the outside due to its weight. Not even an ant can get in.

And underneath this stone plug is a stone cave that is only big enough to accommodate a normal person's fist.

There is no doubt that this is a rat hole.

The five white-browed mice were able to move around without any pressure, but it was absolutely impossible for Wang Wu to move around.

"It seems we have to start from other positions."

Wang Wu replaced the stone stopper and went down the hill. Just as he was about to start digging underneath the hill, he suddenly had an idea and rolled on the ground, lying dormant in the mud.

This can be considered as a good thing left by the devil vine. The soil of the entire valley has been turned over, and it is full of potholes and black mud. For Wang Wu, a guy with level 8 passive stealth, it is a natural hiding place.

Of course, this must be combined with level 6 danger perception, otherwise it would be terrible if the enemy came to you and you were unaware of it.

About two or three minutes later, five uninvited guests came running from the south of the valley. They did not hide their bodies and came all the way along the ridge. In addition, the wind direction was southwest, which allowed Wang Wu to spot them in advance from six or seven hundred meters away.

"It's a bit stupid!"

Wang Wu thought with some disdain in his heart that the body odor of these five uninvited guests was extremely strong, unlike him. If anyone could smell his body odor within three meters of them, he would be considered the loser.

Soon, as the five uninvited guests approached, Wang Wu immediately recognized two of them.

They are the little wild boar and the little sika deer. They both had practiced in this valley for a period of time and now they have returned to their hometown.

The other three are unfamiliar faces.

A little black bear that was at least two meters tall and stood up like a human, and a blue wolf cub that was a little thin but extremely energetic.

The last one is a night owl as big as a washbasin.

Such a combination is strange in itself, especially since they are walking together and seem to be very familiar with each other.

Wang Wu understood clearly that they must be the new patrolling monster soldiers recruited by the big monster in the south.

The five demon soldiers walked at a leisurely pace. The night owl even squatted on the black bear's back, tucked its head into its wings, and slept there all night.

When they passed by the cliff before, they didn't seem to notice the shrub seedlings planted by Wang Wuxin. Instead, they stayed at the top of the cliff for a while and then continued to move north.

When they came closer, Wang Wu could vaguely hear that they were actually talking, especially the black bear, which spoke in a muffled voice, like thunder. Unfortunately, he could not hear it clearly because the syllables they uttered were so stiff and weird.

It was not until they came to about a hundred meters away from where Wang Wu was lying in wait that they could finally distinguish a few syllables of each other's conversation, but they still could not fully understand it.

He only understood the words "mountain patrol", "human cultivators", "Yunding City", and "Great Snow Mountain".

If we associate this with other things, it is not difficult to see that the human cultivators' expansion into the Western Wilderness is indeed big news in the fairy world, so much so that these new mountain patrolling fairy soldiers are very interested in it and talk about it every day.

Soon, the five demon soldiers went upstream along the valley, going farther and farther. It seemed that this place would become their only patrol route from now on?

This is not good.

Wang Wu was just thinking about it when he suddenly saw the five demon soldiers fleeing back in a panic. Behind them, a big mountain cat was lightly jumping onto a low hill. No wonder they had to flee in such a hurry, they actually encountered this evil star.

However, to Wang Wu's surprise, the mountain cat did not continue to attack. Instead, it licked its paw out of boredom and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Listen to me, you ignorant little bastards. If you dare to sneak across the line again, watch out for your brains!"

"And you, that stupid bear, discipline your young cub. If you dare to come to my territory again, I will make bear meat buns out of it!"

The five demon soldiers were trembling with fear, not daring to make a sound, and at the same time, they looked confused. What did we do wrong?
After the big mountain cat cursed for a while and finally turned away with satisfaction, the five demon soldiers began to chatter and talk to each other.

But they themselves couldn't figure out the difference, and finally came to the conclusion not to cross the line.

After they all disappeared, Wang Wu smiled to himself, thinking that this was good.

The big mountain cat finally got his revenge and probably won't pursue the matter any further.

And the five demon soldiers have received a warning and will not patrol this area diligently in the future. This lawless area is indeed more suitable for him.

I'm afraid that life will be hard from now on.

After all, it was obvious that the last time he went to the foot of the north mountain, he just wanted to dig some shrub branches and almost couldn't come back.

If he wants to go to the forest in the south, will the journey be smooth?

Didn’t you see that the five patrolling demon soldiers were patrolling here?
I’m afraid that once he gets close to the edge of the forest, he will be targeted by countless goblins.

But then again, this area will only be very poor in the next two years. After two or three years, the weed seeds blown by the wind and brought by birds will quickly take root and sprout, and will return to normal. Naturally, more insects, small animals and goblins will come to make a living.

So, we should take a long-term view.

At least now, he can enjoy three golden minutes every day.

(End of this chapter)