In the famine, others ate Guanyin soil, but he had space to build a farm.

Lin Kunlun walked alone through the vast forest, his steps light and firm. The dense trees were like ancient guardians, towering into the sky, their branches and leaves intertwined to form a rich green sky. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of mystery and poetry to this mysterious forest.

The breeze blew, and the leaves rustled, as if the mountains and forests were telling the secrets of thousands of years. The air was filled with the fresh scent of soil and pine, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Lin Kunlun's perception became extremely sharp at this moment. He could clearly feel every subtle change in the forest. His heart was filled with awe and curiosity. He knew that in this vast forest, there were endless untapped treasures.

With his perception, he soon gained something. He could feel that this seemingly peaceful forest was full of vitality and vigor. He could also feel the breath of the creatures around him. Those living creatures, big or small, strong or weak, were all coexisting and living with this forest in their own unique way.

Lin Kunlun continued to move forward, transferring all the herbs he could recognize into the fairy jade gourd space one after another.

As he walked, he thought: "Today's harvest is not bad, but I wonder if the spiritual energy of these herbs is enough to expand the space."

At this moment, Lin Kunlun suddenly heard a low and majestic howl. The sound came from the right in front of him, and he stopped involuntarily. He looked carefully in the direction of the sound, and saw a huge wild boar standing more than a hundred meters away, watching him vigilantly.

The wild boar's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and its sharp fangs showed at the corners of its mouth, making it look extremely ferocious. Lin Kunlun's heart suddenly tightened, and he knew that he must not act rashly at this moment. He slowly raised his hands to indicate that he had no hostility, and slowly backed away, hoping to gradually get away from this dangerous wild boar. Although the current distance was more than 100 meters, it would only take a dozen seconds for a wild boar to charge at full force.

However, the wild boar didn't seem to want to let him go. It growled and suddenly rushed towards Lin Kunlun. Lin Kunlun turned and ran. The wild boar appeared just beyond his perception. He shuttled between the dense trees, trying his best to avoid the wild boar's pursuit.

Lin Kunlun's heart was pounding. He was like a frightened deer, running through the dense forest, looking for a way out. Every step was accompanied by tension and danger. He had to stay alert at all times, because the invisible pursuer behind him was like a hungry beast, ready to devour him at any time.

Just as Lin Kunlun was about to leave the forest, his eyes suddenly caught a figure in front of him. It was a thin man, carrying a long sword on his back, holding a bow and arrow, standing there quietly, as if he had merged with the forest. The mottled traces of time on the long sword flashed coldly under the setting sun. Although it looked ordinary, Lin Kunlun could feel the powerful pressure emanating from the sword, as if it could crush him in an instant.

Lin Kunlun's heart suddenly sank, he knew his life was hanging by a thread. He shouted for help without hesitation, spread his hands, and ran towards the man. He knew he had no choice but to hope that this mysterious man could save his life.

The man turned around when he heard the voice, his eyes full of surprise. He looked at Lin Kunlun running towards him like a frightened rabbit, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. But Lin Kunlun could no longer care about so much. He only knew that he had to get close to the man as soon as possible, because behind him, the footsteps of the pursuer were getting closer and closer.

At this critical moment, the man drew his bow and released an arrow. The arrow flew through the air and pierced the wild boar's chest at high speed. The wild boar screamed and fell to the ground, shaking the forest. Lin Kunlun was amazed at the man's strong bow power. Even the wild boar that was difficult to deal with with guns was killed by one arrow. The man asked coldly, "Why are you here?"

Lin Kunlun immediately replied respectfully: "I am from Qinghe Village. I went up the mountain to collect wild vegetables and herbs because of the drought."

The man was silent for a moment, then said, "Follow me."

The man carried the wild boar on his back and walked steadily towards the foot of the mountain. His back looked particularly tough in the dense forest. Lin Kunlun followed behind him, his admiration surging like a tide. In the silence of the forest, Lin Kunlun secretly speculated: This man might be the real master of this deep mountain. The wild beasts that the timid villagers avoided were nothing but passing clouds to him.

They finally arrived in front of a small wooden house. Although the wooden house was simple, it was carefully built with pine wood, and the mottled bark revealed a primitive atmosphere. The man gently tilted his head and motioned Lin Kunlun to enter the house. Lin Kunlun stepped over the threshold and saw all kinds of animal skins hanging in the house. Although there was no gorgeous decoration, it had a unique wild beauty.

Lin Kunlun was grateful and bowed to thank the man for saving his life. The man waved his hand with a faint smile on his face. He said, "I brought you here because I have a deal to discuss with you."

"I wonder what the strong man wants?" Lin Kunlun asked respectfully immediately.

"I just want you to help me sell these animal furs." The man pointed to the hanging animal furs.

Lin Kunlun's eyes swept over the animal furs on the wall. There were at least dozens of them, each intact and full of vitality. He frowned and asked in confusion: "Such good furs should not be difficult to sell. Why don't you sell them yourself?"

The man sighed, and his eyes flashed with an unspeakable bitterness. "I have my reasons." His words revealed an unspeakable helplessness and heaviness.

Lin Kunlun smiled bitterly, knowing that the complexity was far beyond his imagination. "I'm afraid it will cause you trouble if I take these away. After all, I'm afraid that other people will be suspicious of me suddenly having so many skins."

The man was silent for a while, then suggested: "You take one or two out each time, and we'll split the money, and you can help me buy some salt." His voice revealed a firm determination and expectation.

The atmosphere in the cabin suddenly became tense, as if an invisible force was gathering. Lin Kunlun felt this force, and he knew that he was about to embark on a journey full of unknowns and dangers. But he also knew that this was not just for the fur and salt, but also for the expectation and trust in the man's eyes. "

Lin Kunlun stretched out his hand: "What's your name, warrior?"

The man said, "Call me Asong." The two shook hands and reached a cooperation agreement.

Lin Kunlun selected a few animal skins, and Asong gave him three pheasants. Lin Kunlun was very grateful, thinking that with these pheasants, he could find an excuse to go to town to sell the animal skins. After saying goodbye, Lin Kunlun put the animal skins into the fairy jade gourd space to avoid the difficulty of explaining when he returned home.