Blood-stained firewood

Section 3, Chapter 19 Bloodstained Chai He/Nanfan Chronicle

When they came to the big truck, more than a dozen people had already arrived, and their eyes were lying on the ground with large sections of freshly cut wood, all of which were the thickness of bowls and even the thickness of basins.

The two fellows brought delicious food from home, glutinous rice cakes, rice crackers, bananas, and a bucket of cold boiled water.

"Let's eat first. Don't wait. When you are full, you will continue to chop. Deputy Director Ji sat on the stone with his bare arms, holding his waist with one hand, nibbling on rice crackers, and greeting everyone with a smile.

After the meal, Ma Linxi made several more trips back and forth, and finally carried back the felled wooden section. When it came to the last one, he really didn't have the strength, so he asked Wang Changsong to carry it back together.

There were still two tasks left unfinished, and they went back into the mountains, and there were no trees to cut down nearby, either small trees with thick arms or large trees that neither of them could hug together. They had to climb over the ridge and prepare to go to the other side of the mountain.

The further you go into the mountains, the denser the forest, the fewer trees you can cut down, because they are all big trees, and the farther away from where you got on the bus, the more difficult it is to walk. After looking for a long time, there is still no suitable target for cutting.

Just as Malinsi hesitated, he tripped under his feet and almost fell. When I looked down, it was a rough piece of wood that fell to the ground, and I couldn't help blurting out a curse: "Damn, I want Lao Tzu to die." ”

"Why, what a fire with whom. Wang Changsong said.

"A piece of dead wood went underneath. Marlinsi said indignantly. Then, look at the piece of wood.

Hey, how can the bark of the dead wood still be alive? I cut it down with a knife, and without much effort, I made a deep cut, and when I pulled out the knife, the liquid seeped out like milk.

"Living trees?" Marlinthi wondered.

How can a fallen tree be immortal? It turns out that this is not a dead tree, but a tree that grows horizontally on the ground.

But why are there no branches and leaves?

Ma Linxi called Wang Changsong over, and the two searched for this section of trees together. It can be seen that the reclining trees grow close to the hillside, and the trees are very long and long, and they are now on the hillside from time to time, and some places are bare, and some places are shaded by thick fallen leaves and shrubs. It stretched to the bottom of the slope dozens of meters away, and then disappeared.

Then they turned back and searched backwards, and the further they went to the top of the hill, the thicker the trees became, and the bare part became larger.

After a while, several more identical lying trees were spotted nearby. The two of them suddenly came to their senses and continued to search upward. Further up, the trees are scarce, and strangely enough, the shade is still there.

Approaching the top of the mountain, this is when the discovery was striking.

The so-called lying tree they found was actually the roots of a towering tree on the top of the mountain, and within a radius of forty or fifty meters close to the trunk of the tree, there were intricately intertwined roots and completely bare roots on the surface, like a strange limestone landform, and the thick and thin roots were like a huge plantain umbrella, covering the hillside tightly. Due to the erosion of the rain, many roots have been vacated, and the thick ones are like buckets, and the small ones are better than pots. More often than not, the roots that only show a little bit of their back, like the tip of an iceberg in the ocean, no one can estimate how deep and wide it is underwater.

Looking up again, it is even more shocking.

A huge old tree stands proudly on the top of the mountain, the main trunk needs a dozen people to hug, the huge canopy covers the two or three acres of mountainous land tightly, and the noon sun only sifts out the dots of light.

When and when this tree was born, perhaps no one will know it. Marlinsi guessed that it would be more than a thousand years to say the least. Otherwise, how can it grow to the point where a single tree becomes a forest and supports the world? Perhaps, in the real primeval forest, such old trees are also extremely rare.

Marlinsi is not here to conduct forest archaeology, and today's task is to cut wood and go back to the fire. Why, can this old tree contribute to me?

Marlinsi sat on its old-fashioned roots, looking left and right, thinking over and over again, hoping to find something. Because, from here to the place where the truck is parked, not only is it easy to go down the mountain, but it is only half the way.

The so-called frowns and calculates. Can you just cut a section of the root and go back, it's also a long round trunk.

Marlinsi jumped up from the ground and quickly searched for it nearby.

I tried a few times repeatedly, but no, although it is convenient to cut, it is too thick. Finally, Marlinxi went down to a place more than thirty meters from the top of the mountain, and found several roots that were thicker than the mouth of the bowl, and there were large bulges, and the part hanging above the surface was relatively long, twenty or thirty meters.

"How's that? Ma Linxi pointed to the roots of the tree at his feet and asked Wang Changsong.

"Okay. Wang Changsong said happily. Cut off this whisker and cut it into several sections, and the task of both of them can be completed. Marlinsi thought, he must have thought so.

As soon as he said it, Ma Linxi squatted down, put his left hand on the root, rested the machete lightly on the position where he was ready to drop the knife, like an experienced butcher, raised the machete in his right hand and tried it, and then quickly fell from the air.

"Bang!", the knife edge hit a hard bone. Maybe he was too excited, the knife was missed, the machete was bounced, and it came out of Malinsi's palm and quickly landed on his left wrist, and blood immediately splashed everywhere.

"Ahh

Originally, although the roots of the tree were exposed to the ground, due to the age of the tree, it was also very dense, except for the thin skin, the wood inside was as hard as a stone, and it was quite elastic. Ma Linxi, who was not mentally prepared, did not grasp the strength of the knife, and the knife was rebounded.

Wang Changsong was stunned by the thrilling scene in front of him.

Fortunately, the instinct of human nature made Marlinsi cover it in time, and he never let go, and the bleeding was immediately stopped.

Wang Changsong used a handkerchief to re-bandage Ma Linxi's wound and rested for a while. Although the arm is painful, it can still move. Ma Linxi gritted his teeth, and together with Wang Changsong, he carried a piece of wood to the truck.

In the end, there were many people and great strength, and the firewood that everyone cut was piled up like a hill, and after filling two trucks, there were still twenty or thirty left, so they had to be thrown there. Because the car was loaded with firewood, there were not a few people who could sit down, except for two escorts in each car, and the rest of the people took a shortcut and walked back.