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Chapter 9 Treehouse

When Zhong Yuan rushed to the sky above Daxingan Mountains, the sky was already brightening. He wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and continued to fly deeper. The more he flew inside, the denser the trees became. Just as he was about to continue flying in, a running animal below caught Zhong Yuan's attention, and it turned out to be a Siberian tiger.

Zhong Yuan, who had never even been to the zoo, was so excited when he saw this big tiger, and he stopped flying forward. He found a place nearby to stay and stopped, piled things aside, took out the camera from his bag and ran to the place where he just found the tiger.

Only by getting closer and watching can you feel the shock in your heart. This is an adult Siberian tiger, with a body length of more than 2 meters and a tail of about 1 meter, with a terrifying aura all over his body. The title of "King of the Jungle" is really worthy of its name. When Zhong Yuan saw it, he also discovered Zhong Yuan's existence and let out a low roar at Zhong Yuan floating on the treetops. Zhong Yuan no matter what it called it, he took out the high-definition digital camera in his hand and took a crazy shot.

The tiger on the ground found that he had no choice to take Zhong Yuan on the tree, so he turned around lazily and wanted to leave. Zhong Yuan was not happy. He finally saw such a big wild Siberian tiger. He had not had enough photos yet, so how could he let it go? With the power of mind, he wrapped the Siberian tiger that was about to leave tightly.

The Siberian tiger was about to leave, but suddenly it found that it was trapped by something. Then the monster floating on the top of the tree just now ran to him. A box floated in front of him. He was anxious and found that his body was wiggling and moving. The tiger was so scared that it shivered. It had been the first time that it had encountered such a depressing thing. If it could sing, it really wanted to say, "Cry, cry, it's not a sin."

After struggling for a long time, I felt that the shooting was almost done. Zhong Yuan let go of the poor Siberian tiger and gently floated back to the tree. Then he let go of his mind. He thought it would turn around and roar a few times, but he didn't expect that as soon as the mind was released, the Siberian tiger pounced on the ground, then stood up quickly and ran away without looking back.

Zhong Yuan looked through the photos of the camera and looked at the Siberian tiger who was leaving. After flipping through the photos, he got up and returned to the place where he had just put them. He went around. Well, this place is good, there are a lot of wild animals, and there are few people. There is also a big tiger as his neighbor. Zhong Yuan decided to settle down here first, digest the knowledge in his mind well, and then start his own travel plan.

This place is really good. The tall trees are densely packed everywhere, and countless ten thousand strips hanging on the trees seem quiet and distant. I originally wanted to find a flat ground to put on the tent, but after thinking about it, I planned to live here for a while. If it rains, it would be me who was wet on the ground. I looked up at the thick branches above my head, and I took out the mount knife under the tent, floated gently in the woods, and found a suitable position to control the mount knife to clean up the branches with my mind. Under the control of my mind, the branches as thick as the bowl also broke in response. Looking at the almost-cut tree branches, Zhong Yuan started to talk to himself.

"Hehe, we don't have a flying sword, but there is a flying sword."

The book in Zhong Yuan's head was not for nothing. Although it was a little trouble, it was not like playing with it. He took all the cut branches to the distance and threw them away. Zhong Yuan didn't want to destroy the scenery of his residence. He picked some wood from a distance and cut it back. It took a long time to build a platform on the tree, but after looking at the hijab in his hand, he was already very dull. He originally planned to use his mindfulness to cut it directly, but he didn't want to cut it, but his mindfulness was consumed too quickly, so he simply put the tent on the platform first. The tent was set up on the 5-meter-long and 4-meter-wide platform and there was a large piece of it empty. He moved the things up and put them aside, and then flew out of the tree. Because it was during the day to prevent being seen by others, his mindfulness had long dispersed.

Fortunately, there was a bustling town just after leaving the forest. Thinking about it, Daxinganling has long been a famous tourist attraction. It must be endless tourists here so close to Daxinganling. Unexpectedly, after entering the town, I took a few steps, and found a blacksmith shop at the intersection. When I walked in, I asked the boss to pick a few knives and axes as each way, which made the boss stare at Zhong Yuan and look straight at him.

Zhong Yuan is so depressed. Can you buy so many things when taking care of your business?

The boss looked at Zhong Yuan, turned around and took a big bag, picked up a few handfuls of each, and put them in and wrapped them. Zhong Yuan paid the money and carried the boss on the floor and walked out of the town, walking and running.

The blacksmith shop owner behind him was stunned. He had to count the dozens of knives and axes lightly, and it would have to be more than 100 kilograms even if he carried it himself. Seeing the young man picking up the things effortlessly and leaving, the boss sighed, he really couldn't be looked down upon.

Zhong Yuan didn't care what the boss thought. He was still in a hurry to go back to build a house. As soon as he walked into the woods, he saw that the things on his shoulders were thrown to his feet, and he flew quickly into the woods. As the flight time became longer and longer, Zhong Yuan's flight speed was several times faster than that in the moment. He avoided the tourists walking in the woods and followed the marks left when he came back to the tent.

With these knives and axes, it was much easier to save trouble. After a few hours, the tree house was built. I found some thatched leaves to build the roof. Zhong Yuan moved a lot of things in. Although the tree house was well repaired, Zhong Yuan looked at the leaking walls everywhere and temporarily gave up his plan to move in. When I went to the town tomorrow, I bought a few composite boards and spread the surroundings. Well, I also had to buy some covers and other things. I can't always live in the sleeping bag.

The owner of the blacksmith shop opened the door and was about to put the things out when he saw that the guy yesterday was carrying a few thick composite boards on his back, and he was holding a lot of things in front of him, even his eyes were almost blocking his eyes. He watched the piles of things slowly walked out of the town. The boss looked at the protruding muscles on his arm and shook his head and sighed, "It's old."

Zhong Yuan cut the size of the composite board he bought and put it aside. Then he lifted the entire roof with his mind and put it up. Then he put the cut composite board into the house and ordered it. After ordering, he re-made the roof, peeled off the thatch on it, laid a layer of oil paper and covered it up. He walked into the house and pasted the wallpaper he bought, then nodded with satisfaction, took off the cover of the quilt, and layed it on it, and felt so comfortable.
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