After walking for most of the day, Xuanwei and the others were completely away from the big city.

In the wilderness, the vegetation is lush and vigorous, and the winding and rugged paths do not know where to extend, and you can't even see a man-made building in the distance.

"It's starting to get dark, try to find a place to stay before the sun goes down, or you'll have to sleep in the wild again tonight. Xuan Wei said.

"I've never slept in the wild, so I'm looking forward to it!" Fang Qing's eyes flashed with inexplicable excitement.

In order to be able to experience a wilderness survival, Fang Qing specially prepared a series of field utensils such as waterproof backpacks, magnesium strips, folding tool knives, searchlights, military kettles, and compasses, which can be described as painstaking.

"I brought canned instant food, military rations, compressed biscuits, purified water, and first-aid medicine, which I thought would be enough for everyone. Yuan Yu, who was carrying a rather huge backpack, spoke.

It's hard for Comrade Yuan Yu, there is such a girlfriend who is too curious and whims from time to time, everything has to go according to his heart, and he has to follow behind to help wipe his buttocks, he is both a man and a mother!

The rest of the group members are more or less mentally prepared to sleep in the wild, and have prepared some necessary materials in advance, besides, Xuanwei also has a lot of vegetables and fruits in his sleeves, at least everyone doesn't have to be afraid of going hungry.

"I've grown so big, I've never gone so far like I do today!" group friend A tinkered with the step counting software, taking screenshots, taking selfies, and sending friends to the group in one go.

Group friend B opened his hands, as if embracing nature, and muttered in a very literary and artistic voice: "Life is not only about the present, but also about poetry and distance!"

Group friend C, who was holding a DSLR, didn't say a word, silently holding the camera, capturing the unique scenery along the way.

Some people start live broadcasts in chat groups, some people whistle leisurely, and some people quietly plug in their headphones and listen to music.

For these group members, today is undoubtedly a rare and precious experience!

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The group continued to walk for more than half an hour, and finally the outline of a village appeared in front of them.

The low houses, the walls made of earth and stones, the bare willows in the village, the ploughing oxen with their tails, and the smoke rising from the cooking, everything seems so simple and friendly.

"Wow, comrades, the Long March is over!" Fang Qing cheered.

As for the wild camping that she was looking forward to before, she had probably forgotten about it.

For some reason, I suddenly thought of Tao Yuanming's "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring". Group friend C adjusted the lens and took a satisfactory photo, muttering.

The rest of the people nodded in agreement, and after passing through the uninhabited wilderness, a paradise-like village suddenly appeared in front of them, which corresponded to the sentence that has been passed down through the ages, "There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village".

Walking on the gravel trail, the farmland on both sides is full of greenery.

"Hey, how come there are a few dirt bags in this farmland?" Fang Qing said suddenly.

I saw that in the wide farmland, there were no crops in some areas, and there were several bulging bags of soil in the overgrown weeds, which looked quite conspicuous.

Yuan Yu pulled Fang Qing, then folded his hands and bowed a few times in the direction of the soil bag.

Fang Qing instantly understood something, and followed Yuan Yu to bow twice.

In some parts of China, the traditional idea of being born in the soil and returning to the soil is deeply rooted, and the funeral will choose to be buried directly in the farmland.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!" Xuan Wei took out a stack of paper money from his sleeve, recited the mantra of the past several times, and scattered it into the air.

Paper money is sprinkled all over the sky, but the magic is that the moment the paper money touches the land, it turns into wisps of green smoke and completely dissipates.

The eyes of all the friends widened, and they couldn't help but feel a chill down their backs in amazement.

Sure enough, one still has to have a sense of reverence.

"Master, what is that?" Mingye seemed to see something, and stretched out his finger and shouted.

Everyone looked in the direction that Ming Ye was pointing, and saw a yellow shadow pass through the heavens and the earth, crawling in front of a dirt bag.

"Looks like a dog?" Fang Qing said unconvinced.

At first glance, the yellow creature resembles a dog.

"No, it should be a fox. Xuan Wei shook his head and said slowly.

Most of the people who lived in the city had only heard of foxes, but not many had seen them in person.

After getting closer, the fox's appearance suddenly became much clearer.

"Is this really a fox?" Fang Qing tilted his head and said, feeling that the creature in front of him seemed to be different from what he had in his impression.

The fox in front of everyone was skinny, its yellow fur was dull, and its body was lying on the ground, like an old dog.

"This fox is very old, at least in his teens and twenties. Xuan Wei sighed lightly.

The lifespan of foxes is generally only 8 to 14 years, and this one in front of me can already be regarded as long-lived, no wonder it looks so old.

The yellow fox ignored Xuanwei and the others on the side road, and it lay straight in front of the dirt bag and slowly opened its mouth.

It was only then that the crowd noticed that the fox had a bright flower in its mouth.

Flowers fall in front of the dirt bags, and the grass is covered with colorful bouquets, some delicate, some faded, and some withered.

"Woo~~~" The fox let out a wail from his mouth, and his cloudy eyes seemed to contain tears.

Although they couldn't understand what the fox was shouting, everyone could fully understand its sadness.

"Master, it's so pitiful! It's been here for more than ten years, and every day, it's coming here!" said Ming Ye choked up.

I almost forgot that tomorrow night I can understand the words of animals.

Looking at the old fox and the bright or withered bouquets piled up in front of the dirt bag, everyone was instantly shocked by the long time of more than ten years.

"Why did it stay here all the time? didn't it know that the person inside would never come back?" Fang Qing sniffled, feeling a little blocked in her heart.

Invariably, the group members all thought of the story of Hachiko, a loyal dog who waited at the exit of the station on time every night, year after year, day after night, and waited for the Akita dog for nine years.

Perhaps, this fox is the same, waiting for the person it is waiting for, right?

"Everything has a spirit, let alone a clever and cunning animal like the fox, and since it has been here for more than ten years, it must have a reason to do so. Yuan Yu sighed lightly.

Between the fields sprinkled with afterglow, a bulging dirt bag, a fox lying on its stomach, and a few desolate wails.

"Let's go into the village, don't disturb them!" Xuan Wei said.

The group took one last look at the scene that seemed to merge into one picture, sighed faintly, and turned to walk towards the village.