The barbarians at the head were furious and beat up the other barbarians, and then they tied Professor Feng and Feng Sheng to a cedar tree by the river, and quickly dispersed, throwing themselves into the river like fish, swimming downstream, looking for the whereabouts of the Feng Yi group.

About an hour later, the barbarians returned from the river and from the opposite bank. When they come out of the river like big fish with droplets, with a look of disappointment and horror on their faces, perhaps a punishment that they will never forget.

The skills he learned as a child came into play, and at this time, Feng Yiqun was hiding behind a rock a kilometer downstream from the river, and he crouched in a corner, ready to flee at any time.

Feeling that it was safe, the barbarians would not come again, Feng Yi surged from behind the rocks to the grove on the riverbank. He kept pushing away the branches with his hands, and kept moving forward until he was out of breath, and then he stopped against a big tree, and clasped his hands together, and his heart suddenly jumped, and he trembled, as if he was still immersed in fear.

Calming down, Feng Yiqun fell into deep thought.

Dense primeval forests, dense and windtight shrubs, wide leaves that cover the sky, paths hidden in dense forests, all kinds of chaotic bird calls, pythons that appear at any time, and savages with spears, he, alone, will face all this.

He sat on the ground with his back against the trunk of the tree, his head resting behind him, his eyes blank, his hands on his head, and let the tears run down his face.

He stood up slowly, took off his clothes, wrung out the water inside, and hung them on the branches of the bush.

It was like a fire in his throat, and he was so thirsty that his mouth was dry, like a man dying of thirst in the desert. In dire need of fresh water, he wanted to go to the river, the water was clear, it should be a good idea, but on second thought, the barbarians should have thought of it, maybe they were lying in ambush by the river, waiting for themselves to fall into the net.

No, stay in the jungle.

He went into the bushes, plucked a few leaves, stacked the wide leaves on the ground, and then slowly rolled them up to make a bucket, grasping the "bucket wall" with his right hand and wrapping the "bottom of the bucket" with his left palm. He put the "bucket" close to the leaves of the bush, shook it gently, and caught the water droplets that fell on it, but with this method, the water was collected too slowly, and he did not receive a mouthful for half a day.

He looked up and saw that it was wonderful, standing on a hill, he could reach the leaves of the big trees, and there was a lot of rain gathered in the leaves.

After getting dressed, Feng Yiqun walked into the dense forest to find food to fill their stomachs.

Sure enough, as long as you work hard to find it, there will always be something to gain. He saw a kind of dwarf tree, with a trunk about four fingers thick, with slightly bluish leaves, blooming with small pink and yellow flowers, and on the branches of some of the fallen flowers, hung crimson berries, like small tomatoes.

He walked over, reached out and plucked a few, put them in his mouth, and bit them lightly, and with a "bang", as the peel was bitten by the teeth, a stream of juice squirted out. There was a sweet taste on the tip of his tongue, and as more berries passed through his esophagus and into his stomach, his tongue began to become astringent, and by the end, his tongue could barely move freely, as if it had been smeared with a layer of sticky glue.

The berries on several trees have been wiped out, and the stomach no longer feels hungry and thirsty, and in the long run, it is still necessary to find some protein to replenish energy, otherwise ascites will be produced.

Feng Yiqun sat on a stone, felt that his mouth was a little swollen, reached out and touched it, compared with his cheeks, it was actually swollen, and he knew from the feel that it should be like a pig's mouth, at this time, the stomach was on top for a while, and the throat was pantothenic. He lay on the rock, his head twisted to one side, and with a "hula" sound, something rushed out of his mouth and splashed forward 5 meters away.

Feng Yiqun's head was a little swollen, a little painful, a little dizzy, the big tree in front of him began to turn from green to black, and then to golden yellow, and finally there was a kaleidoscope in front of him, the flowers were green, dizzying, he tried his best to control the desire to vomit again, at this time, the sky seemed to turn to his feet, and the grass under his feet instantly rotated overhead.

What's going on!?

He tried to think, but he couldn't figure it out. Just as he was holding his head, desperately trying to stabilize his impassing collapse, an astonishing scene appeared.

Just two or three meters in front of him, a five-meter-long black and green snake was holding its head high, spitting out blood-red letters, making a "sigh" sound, and slowly crawling towards him. The skin color of the green snake is no different from the green bamboo beside it, the snake's head is like a black porcelain bowl, and some purple dark lines are painted on it, the sharp snake teeth are exposed outside, the snake hyacinth moves quickly, perceiving the environment around it, the corners of the mouth are flowing with pale yellow sticky, exuding a disgusting taste, the belly of the green snake is white, like the belly of a crucian carp in the river, like a cloth bag full of items----- bulging, there must be a lot of animal souls hidden in it.

Feng Yiqun's eyes were wide open, he held his breath, pressed the surface of the stone with both hands, twisted his buttocks from side to side, and slowly moved back, trying not to alarm the green snake, in case the green snake suddenly attacked.

At this time, grab the clothes on your body and twist them vigorously, and the sweat will run down with a bang.

When his legs changed direction, he jerked to his feet, like a spring----- as he had imagined, but since his body did not recover, he just staggered to his feet and ran in the other direction.

When he crossed the rocks and ran towards a big tree, he heard the sound of the green snake, it attacked, a cold wind came in an instant, a slippery feeling pressed on his neck, a rotten sour smell, rushed into his nose, he even felt the pain of the green snake's fangs piercing, it was a heart-wrenching pain, it was unbearable for him, just like the mood when the wind and frost left.

The green snake entangled his body, making him unable to walk, breathe, or move forward, countless auras flashed in front of his eyes, and his whole body began to twitch, and then, he snorted, and his eyes were dark, as if he had fallen into an abyss, his body became lighter and lighter, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Dark clouds rolled in from afar, obscuring the blue sky and the sun, and the sky gradually darkened and darkened, and after a few lightning bolts, rumbling thunder came.

After a flash of lightning and thunder, the wind shook the leaves, and the birds and beasts scurried to take refuge lest they be drowned out by the sudden rainstorm.

Then the torrential rain came down with a roar, down the leaves to the trunk, and down the trunk to the faces of the lying Feng Yi Qun beneath the trunk.

The rain was on Feng Yiqun's cheeks, his hair was scattered against his scalp, as if it had been painted, his eyes were closed, and his face was as pale as paper.

After a thunderstorm, Feng Yiqun woke up suddenly, looked around blankly, reached out to wipe the rain on his face, sat up, his eyes were as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Snake!

Yes, he remembered being entangled in the body by a green snake, whose fangs pierced into the neck.

He reached out and touched his neck, but found no wounds, looked down at his shirt, and there was no blood, could it have been washed away by the rain, the swelling on his mouth, and there was, but much smaller.

He turned his head and saw Xiaofeng, who was standing beside him with his neck bent, and when he found Feng Yiqun's awakening, he immediately "quacked" twice, flapped his wings and walked over, becoming energetic.

The weather in the rainforest changes quickly, and after a while, the dark clouds disappear without a trace, and the blue sky and white clouds reappear.

It's incredible, did you survive the death, or is there another reason?

He stroked Xiaofeng's feathers and sighed, "Am I dead or alive now?"

"Alive!" Xiao Feng exclaimed, her voice still sharp and high-pitched.

"This must be a storm brought about by the impact of the typhoon's peripheral system, the wind and rain are sudden, and they come and go quickly. ”

Dense forest, it's raining, this is understandable, it's just that Feng Yiqun is difficult to accept, just like his life experience.

Just when he was dazed, something squirmed in the palm of his hand, he was startled, and hurriedly looked down, it was a green fruit---- oval, and at the other end of the fruit, was Xiaofeng's pointed mouth, it must have been Xiaofeng who saw that he was hungry and brought it from a distance. Feng Yiqun's eyes turned red, and he reached out to take the fruit and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, as if he had been pricked by a needle, his eyes blinked, he jumped, and quickly took out the fruit, and spat several times in succession, lest the juice flow into his mouth.

He thought of the berries he had eaten before he fell unconscious, the green snake he had encountered, and the green snake's pointed teeth, and the disgusting venom.

The heat came to his face, wrapping him tightly like a blanket, and the moisture in the air, sticking his eyelashes together, made him overwhelmed.

He stood under the big tree, looking at the hazy forest in the distance, touching his chin with his left hand, thinking about his next plan.

A cool breeze blew on the back of his head, and he felt comfortable and safe, as if he was back at home and facing his mother's gaze, which was not in line with common sense, and he was quite surprised, unless......

Unless that's a magical force.

Feng Yiqun turned to look, but found nothing. As the leaves on the tree moved slightly, he saw an incredible scene.

A monkey with green hair all over his body was squatting in the middle of the branches of a big tree, looking at himself with two dark blue eyes open, those eyes reminded him of the spot of light he and Professor Feng had seen at night, it must have been!

This gaze, full of warmth and hope, is like the warm sun in winter, like the smile on the corner of a mother's mouth, like seeing a turning point in despair, like seeing a candlelight in the dark.

At this time, Feng Yiqun's heart had a strange feeling, and he understood the language in this gaze.

It says, "The fruit is edible, you need it!"

Without hesitation, Feng Yiqun picked up the fruit again, put it in his mouth, and chewed it heavily.