For other children, these treasures and images are not much attractive except for "good-looking" and "bright colors". In the eyes of children, things like "money" in the adult world are not considered "treasures" at all. They are not as attractive as a piece of Hu cake or a leg of lamb.

"Let's go down - go down the mountain!"

As soon as the thin child climbed down, he thought it was time to leave here. Since he was captured yesterday, it has been almost enough for a day and a night. Everyone has not eaten anything and has been trying to make a lot of trouble. The only remaining calories on the small body are about to be sucked by the mountain in the cave. The thin child held his shoulders and tried hard to control his body's irresistible tremor. He stammered and suggested.

"good!"

Xin Wu carefully scanned all the murals on the top of the cave, silently remembered them in his heart, then looked up at the position where the tall Buddha, who had not yet formed, sat like his face, sighed gently, turned around and got out of the cave door first.

The sunlight at this time has risen higher, and it is not too strong. It shines brightly on the east side of the mountain, forming a sharp contrast with the shadow on the west side. The wind from the shadow can also blow vigorously, making the children's naked upper body add a little colder.

Standing at this position, the group of children at the foot of the mountain had already gathered on a sunny flat ground. Next to it was a shallow stream. The tiny waves formed by the stones in the water could occasionally turn up a few small white waves and jump in the air. With the only one of each droplets of water, hugged the sun, and then refracted, they formed a group of droplets of color, which were both large and small, and were free to dance their dances.

The stains on the six big boys were covered in their bodies, which scared the little boys to hide behind the big boy who led the team, and squeezed into lumps.

"Let's wash first!"

Xin Wu took the lead and walked to the stream first, took a deep breath, held his breath, and used the stream water to scrub the dirty part of his body. After all, it was morning. The stream water melted from the snow water was also cold and bone-black, but he gritted his teeth and accelerated the rubbing of his hands, and soon rubbed his skin red. The stinging feeling of cold gradually turned into a trace of warmth brought by movement. The goose bumps that arose on his skin disappeared without realizing it.

The boy in charge handed them a piece of newly torn clothes and cloth, and the older children who were cleaning their upper bodies hard, wiped their bodies one by one. The clean and slightly reddish child's hydrated skin was reappeared, emitting a very comfortable and pleasing light in the sun.

All the children gathered together, and the joy of regaining freedom was soon overwhelmed by the stirring of the hungry stomach. Everyone wanted to find something to eat immediately.

Xin Wu is the same. Now he is thinking about food, but he has no money, so how can he buy things for the children? So he thought of that "treasure house" again - as long as he returns to the hole and picks up a or two gold pieces, gems, etc. from under the wall, it will be enough for the children to have a good meal!

"You, go back with me again and bring a bag. Everyone wait for us and come back soon."

Xinwu went to pat the shoulder of the thinnest but fastest-climbing child again, and the two returned to the hole.

"You didn't lie to me? Can those things be replaced with food?"

The little skinny man moved very quickly, but he still had some problems. He couldn't understand. These "Brynblin" flashing things would be so valuable that they could be exchanged for food. So he asked while stinging, "If what you said is true, then let's get more!"

"No, just pick a little bit! These things are embedded here and will be passed down for a hundred years. We just want to survive and do not get it. We only want to have a full meal, and we will make a transition. If we destroy it a lot, it is our sin!"

Xin Wu knew the value of these mural materials well and was more aware of the value of these murals, so he was very restrained.

The little thin man was very obedient. According to what Xin Wu told him, he took the decorative materials of a sword in the portrait of the lowest offeringer, put them in his bag, hung them around his neck, and quickly slipped down from the scaffolding.

Some of the "divine birds" on the top of the mountain have finished their meals, and are circling around the treetops next to them, sometimes flying low, passing by the sky where the children gather together, scaring the children to scream, holding their heads to the ground, trying to reduce their size, and squeeze together like a group of frightened chicks.

"Get out! Get out!"

Those bigger children who had just experienced the big scene picked up a few stones from the ground and smashed them into these "uninvited guests" in the air, driving them to reconnaissance and invade.

Xin Wu was very pleased that these children of different origins could combine into a "team" instead of a "group" in such a short time. It was somewhat of a "sharing of hardships" and grew up so fast!

Along the stream, the mountain roads gradually descended, and the road surface became wider and wider. A variety of drought-resistant plants grew in groups of three or three beside the road. They were low-short, prickly, and few leaves. They were all very good at dealing with the strong wind and sand. They looked very low-key, but also tenacious.

"Three older children are in front, four are in the back, and the children are all in the middle, lined up side by side, lined down the mountain! Everyone pay attention to the falling rocks on the mountain and the cliffs on both sides, and pay attention to the feet. I'm leading the way in the front, little thin man, do you understand after you break the back at the end?"

"clear!"

Xin Wu still used his "command" ability to allocate the children well, and then began the journey of going down the mountain.

I don’t know how long it will take to walk, and it is really unrealistic to make the children walk dryly without saying a word. At Xinwu’s suggestion, each member of this “boy scout” began to introduce himself in sequence while moving.

"My friends! My name is Xinwu. You can call me Brother Xin. I don't know how old I am this year. Even if I am twelve years old, I don't know who my parents are and where they come from, so I won't tell you. Come on, it's up to you, please introduce yourself to you!"

The two big boys followed behind Xin Wu, one of his closest friends, who was on the right hand side in the cave; the other was the strong child who had successfully "drilled wood to make fire".


Chapter completed!