Before he could even scream, he was hit by a stone and died.
The corners of Qing Shui's mouth curled up slightly.
"So that's it, this is what a hidden weapon looks like." Qing Shui looked at the big bird that fell down the mountain in the distance and walked slowly down.
This side of Qingshui is to the west, and the west side is also the Qingmu Forest where Qingjiazhuang goes hunting. Because the trees on the edge of the Qingmu Forest are all blue-colored Qingmu trees, people here call this the road to the deep.
The dangerous zone is called Qingmu Forest.
Unless people from Qingjiazhuang are going hunting in groups, those with a strength lower than level 7 are not allowed to go down the west hillside. Even those with level 7 strength are not allowed to go to the Qingmu Forest alone.
"I will go down and take a look at the dead bird and come up immediately." Qing Shui found an excuse for himself and slowly looked at the surrounding environment.
I walked slowly to the countryside when I didn't find anything suspicious.
It is easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down, especially on the west side. I don’t know whether it is man-made or natural. The slope uphill from the inside is very small, but the slope leading to Qingmu Forest is almost vertical.
At any rate, it's not very high. Qing Shui is extremely confident in himself now. In addition, there are basically no ferocious beasts in this Qingmu Forest. After all, it is on the edge of Qingjiazhuang.
Qing Shui, who was as nimble as an ape, slid down carefully.
No wonder it's easier to go up a mountain than it is to go down. Qing Shui really knew this this time. Even though it was only less than 200 meters, it took half an hour. Even climbing up from below only took a quarter of an hour.
The distance between the green wood forest and the foot of the mountain was about a hundred meters. Qing Shui could see the big bird landing on the edge of the green wood forest. He looked at it and found nothing wrong, and slowly walked towards the dead big bird.
The mountain breeze blows slowly, without the heat wave of summer wind or the sharp cutting edge of winter, but with a feeling of relaxation and joy. If in the previous life, this place must have been the best resort, tourist area or retirement area.
Although Qing Shui doesn't know much about this place, he has been warned many times by adults that it is dangerous to come here. But now, although Qing Shui has not found anything suspicious, he still moves forward cautiously, but there is an inexplicable hope in his heart.
I hope that a wild beast can pop out and let me feel the violent power in my body being vented.
The big bird was already dead, and its entire head was penetrated by stones. Qing Shui looked at the two stones he still held in his hands, each of which was about the size of an egg.
Looking at his masterpiece, looking at such a big bird, Qing Shui didn't know what kind of bird was dead. It was very similar to the eagle he knew, but much bigger than the eagle. But now it was knocked down by himself with a stone, and he was filled with emotion. What if
If I were still the trash I was a few years ago, I would probably be snatched away by this big bird.
Confidence comes from having confidence in one's own strength. Qing Shui is like this now, and he is also full of infinite hope for the future. He seems to see a happy life in the future, a life he has longed for for a long time.
Suddenly, Qing Shui felt as if he was being watched, and there was a feeling of being spied on. You must know that the ancient physical strengthening technique that broke through the second heaven and reached its peak made Qing Shui's spiritual sense very sharp. Although Qing Shui didn't know where the spy on him was, he was sure.
Approximate direction and distance.
"Behind a two-person-thick green tree thirty meters behind." This is what Qing Shui can feel. The specific person and thing are not clear...