Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1121 1112. Mysterious Adventure
"Hurry up, it's the messenger!"

Jacques shouted excitedly, as if his whole body was full of strength again. Without Victory's support, he took big strides towards the golden eagle.

Following the golden eagle's instructions, the two men passed through the woods, stepped on the boulders to cross the rapids, turned around the gravel beach, and finally stopped going in circles.

The track on the map drew a curved line, heading towards the mountains.

At this moment, Jacques felt like Telemachus in Homer's Odyssey. On his way to find his father, he was blessed by Zeus, whose condor led the way in the sky, guiding him to embark on his journey with determination.

Yes, it is very similar, exactly the same as in Greek mythology.

Jacques even began to wonder if the legends recorded in Homer's epics were what happened in the ancient mysterious world, just like the "jianghu" mentioned by Wu Kai...

It’s a pity that the excitement in my heart is like a shot of stimulant, it comes quickly and goes away quickly.

More than an hour later, Jacques couldn't hold on again. He held on to a big tree and gasped for breath, using up the entire bottle of oxygen in one go.

After resting for twenty minutes, Jacques calmed down and realized that he still couldn't do it on his own, so he had to climb onto Victory's back again.

He held up two fingers, "Quick, follow the Condor!"

Victoria spread his hands, unmoved.

An extra twenty thousand dollars would be nice, Jacques is a generous boss.

But…Victori pointed to the sky, “It’s gone.”

Only then did Jacques notice that the golden eagle in the sky had disappeared.

"Abandoned?" Jacques' shoulders suddenly slumped.

In fact, they were not abandoned. It was just that the golden eagle was tired of flying too slowly and was attracted by a mountain goat on the cliff. So it flew to see why this little creature could run on the straight cliff.

Once you understand it, you can go back and make fun of the big cat hanging on the tree all day long to support your boss.

Not far away, more than ten kilometers away...
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The guide is gone, but the road still has to go.

Victor wrote down another 20,000, carried Jacques on his back, and continued on his way.

Fortunately, after leaving the complex terrain with streams and rocky beaches, the road became easier to walk on. It was all sparse coniferous and broad-leaved forests. The vegetation on the plateau was not dense, and there were only some broken branches on the ground. At least there was a place to step on.

More than two hours later.

Victor walked through the forest and put Jacques down. He was also a little tired.

But more importantly, his stomach rumbled like thunder. Victoria was hungry.

I searched through my backpack and only found two pieces of chocolate for emergencies.

It's not even enough to fill the gap between your teeth.

Look at Jacques, who is exhausted from being carried all the time.

Victoria had no choice but to pick up a picnic knife and said, "I'll try to catch a rabbit."

With tears in his eyes, Jacques solemnly promised: "Victory, my friend, I will definitely repay you."

But he didn't raise his finger, which means that the meal money is not just for nothing.

Okay, let’s get married together when we get back.

Victoria approved the payment method, but he felt worried again.

He can't hunt...

I am worried.

There was a cry of an eagle in the air.

The golden eagle swooped down, flew over their heads, and released its talons to drop a package.

Victoria was quick and grabbed the package in his arms.

When I opened it, I found four bottles of water, four portions of instant rations, and two bars of chocolate.

"The Condor! The Condor has brought food!" Jacques was excited again, and felt like Moses, who was given food by God in his hunger and cold...

The two of them devoured the food in no time.

Jacques ate one portion and Victorine three.

After finishing the meal, we continued on our journey.

The golden eagle carried them in the sky for a while, and then disappeared again.

But this time the two of them had no worries and continued to move in the direction of the coordinates.

It took several hours to walk.

Towards dusk, the golden eagle came again, dropping food and water again, and this time it also dropped two sleeping bags and a large bag of thermal pads.

Jacques and Victor each had two sleeping bags and had a good sleep.

After waking up, I ate something and walked for another day.

This is the third day.

Looking at the distance, there are less than six kilometers left, and victory is just around the corner.

Fourth day.

Jacques and Victory climbed over a mountain and descended into a dense pine and cypress forest.

I didn't feel that when I first came in.

But the further we went, the denser the forest became, and once we got deep into the forest, it blocked out the sun and didn't feel like a plateau at all.

This is bad, the forest is too dense and the golden eagle in the sky cannot be seen.

And it is difficult to tell the direction in the forest.

Jacques and Victor, two amateurs, got lost again.

It felt like I was walking in a straight line, but the track on the map started to go in circles.

In fact, it is because there are too many trees. If you go straight, you will definitely bump into them. No matter whether you go left or right, the direction will definitely deviate after going around them.

It accumulates little by little and becomes a circle.

But these two people didn’t know this and thought they had entered a maze or a lost forest.

"God, please save your lost lambs." Jacques couldn't help but start praying.

The word lost here means literally.

Turns out, it really works.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed behind a tree in the distance.

Then another flash.

The third time he didn't dodge, a beautiful white deer appeared before them.

Its fur was like snow satin condensed by moonlight, with a pearly halo in the light spots that leaked through the gaps between the pine needles. Even the dewdrops on the fur refracted rainbow-colored starlight.

This is a young deer, which has not yet lost its childishness, and its limbs are as slender as new birch branches.

It walked towards Jacques and his companions with light steps.

Each step was light and tentative, as if whispering to the earth.

It walked to a position about five or six meters in front of the two people and stopped, tilting its head slightly, opening its two beautiful big eyes, and staring quietly at the stranger in front of it.

What is most fascinating is its beautiful eyes.

The amber pupils are filled with the blend of morning light and dusk. When it stares at the dancing spots of light, the deep blue of the lake in the forest will emerge in its eyes...

What a beautiful pair of eyes, fascinating and intoxicating.

What a beautiful little deer.

Like an elf.

Facing the beautiful creature that suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Jacques closed his eyes subconsciously and thanked God.

But I heard a slight "swoosh" sound nearby.

Jacques opened his eyes quickly, only to see Victory, who had drawn his picnic knife, his eyes full of greed...

"What are you going to do!" Jacques grabbed Victory's wrist tightly.

"What to do?" Victoria licked his lips, "What beautiful fur, the noble lady will go crazy for him."

"You're crazy!" Jacques used his hands so hard that veins popped out, and he shouted quickly, "If a hunter shoots a white deer, "silver blood" will flow out of its wound, and then the hunter will be shrouded in fog and will never be able to walk out of the forest..."

This is a legend that is popular in Northern Europe.

Victoria is from Georgia and grew up hearing these stories.

Hearing this, he immediately calmed down.

The experiences of the past few days were too fantastic, he dared not to believe it...

(End of this chapter)