Using the stainless steel lid of the lunch box as a pot, July boiled the water that had just been poured back from the river, and put some wild vegetables in it, and drank some wild vegetable soup hotly, the wild vegetable soup was not delicious, there was no taste, and the cooking was a little overdone, but for the hungry July, it was already delicious at this time, and the warmth that I swallowed down my throat suddenly dispelled some fatigue, and made July sigh comfortably.

After drinking wild vegetable soup and eating some wild grapes, July was not idle, sitting on the ground and began to practice, the physical fitness was too poor, this is not something that can be made up overnight, July can only seize all the time, try to have more self-protection ability. It wasn't until almost dawn that July was really tired and couldn't stand it, so he slept for a while, and then waited until dawn, although he was very reluctant, but he still got up and continued to go out to the river to find shelter.

After three days of hard searching, July finally found a cave in a cliff, the cave was halfway up the mountain, about half an hour away from the wild vine, and the location was very secret. The cave is dry and ventilated, there is a platform outside, and the most satisfying thing about July is that it is not too close to the river, but there is a small stream not far from the cave, so the problem of drinking water is completely solved.

The water is cool and sweet, very clear, and although there are fish, they are very small. There is also a kind of transparent red shrimp in the water, which is not big, and I caught more than a dozen of them in July and grilled them to eat, which tasted quite good, but it was a pity that there was no salt in July, which greatly reduced the deliciousness.

Everything about the environment here makes July very satisfied, but the only drawback is that there are more than ten meters of cliffs below the cave. Fortunately, July had studied rock climbing before that, and even with his current small body, he was still able to climb it with great effort. July took two days. Found a very tough and very strong vine, this kind of vine forest is a lot, in the summer will bloom a small orchid, primitive tribe is used as a rope, the name is trampling. July laboriously collected some back, stayed up late to weave a soft ladder. After the soft collapse was braided, July tied it to one side of the hole. When you want to go down, put it down, and put it away when you get back to the cave. In this way, the bad things that were originally thought to be too high have become good things again. If you are high above the ground, you won't be attacked easily by wild beasts, so it's much safer to sleep at night.

It was only a few days in July when I was looking for a place to live, and the weather was a little colder. By night, the frost had begun to form outside. I don't know when the snow will start to fall. Now that the problem of housing has been solved, the food needs to be solved quickly.

For the wild grapes of that tree, July is inevitable, but the squirrels on the tree are a headache for July, these small animals will spoil a lot in addition to eating, July seems to be fighting a scramble with the squirrel, it took two days, and finally all the fruits on the wild vine were picked.

Get up early in the morning and be greedy for darkness these days in July. One by one, the wild grapes were transported back to the cave and hung at the mouth of the cave to dry. It's just that in July there was another big trouble. There are often some birds in the sky that fly down to steal the raisins that July has dried dry, and July wants to hit but can't hit them, and scares them a few times, and every time July leaves, the birds swarm down, and finally July thinks of an idea, finds some thorns, and struggles to get them up and cover them on top of the raisins, which stops those damned birds.

Looking at the birds hovering in the sky and not being able to take the thorns, July felt like he had won a big battle, damn it, for the sake of stuttering, is it easy for himself?

But these raisins and dried wild vegetables were not enough to feed and clothe during the nearly five months of ice, and this winter, she needed more food, and more importantly, she needed fur to protect against the winter.

July is skilled at killing, and she has experience in hunting, but all the experience is premised on her body being able to run fast and having weapons. July had tried to hunt animals, but apparently, although her physical strength had improved over the past few days, it was absolutely impossible to catch an animal with only a fruit knife as her weapon.

Not being able to catch animals means not only freezing to starvation, but also not being able to get blood, and in this current situation without salt, the only way to replenish salt is to eat fresh animal blood, although this is actually quite disgusting to think about, but in order to live, July can still bear it.

There is no way to hunt, and July can at least dig traps, but the lack of tools makes it difficult for July. July searched along the river bank for a long time, and finally found a few thin stones, and tied them to wooden sticks with vines, barely a shovel. Well, it's not made of iron, it's a spade!

I found a few places where animals were often seen, and July was not idle for a moment, as soon as he finished eating, he began to dig traps. If the tools are good, they can be dug in a day or two in July, but the stone shovel is so difficult to use that the rattan tied to the stone often breaks, and July can only be replaced repeatedly. Fortunately, the soil was soft, and it took July five days to dig two traps about two meters deep, and the wooden skewers that Qiyue had cut out these few nights were inserted into the traps, and it was only after camouflaging them that they were successful.

At this time, Qiyue's palm was already scarred, and the original delicate little hand was either punctured by thorns, or the blood blisters from digging traps. Even July, a person who can endure hardships, is a little unbearable, every bone in the body hurts like falling apart, wild vegetables without oil and salt will be hungry not long after eating, and they can't eat enough at all, and the only wild grapes that can supplement some sugar are reluctant to eat more in July, but July still has to hold on, because winter is coming.

The only way July can think of now is to catch fish, but fish are not so easy to catch.

At night, July removed the bonfire that had been burning for a long time, and the place where the bonfire had burned was hot, and July sat on it, and tapped the tired hair wood on both legs contentedly, and then took a branch with a relatively straight wrist and began to sharpen it.

Today, I have caught fish on the shore for a day, but the harvest is only two, which is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket compared to the food needed for the whole winter. I grilled one of the fish and ate it, and cut the other into pieces and baked it on a stone next to the fire, intending to make it into dried fish for preservation. There is a slight fishy but fragrant smell of fish in the air, July is a little depressed, there is a pair of wooden sticks to look at the entrance of the cave, the sky is getting colder and colder, if you don't get a door blocking the entrance of the cave, the night will be more and more difficult to endure, but now there is no plank, want to transport up the big stone their own physical strength is simply impossible, this is also a big problem. (To be continued.) )