Although the ground was damp and the foot of the mountain was cold, I slept very deeply, and I was so tired that I heard a scent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I didn't eat dinner yesterday, and as soon as I smelled the fragrance, my intestines reflexively squirmed violently. Cheng Qianxun opened his eyes and saw Rudolph and Sneijder holding a twig and roasting something around the campfire.

"It's so fragrant~" Maria also got up with a grunt, I really admire, and I am not afraid of muscle soreness, even she can be regarded as a long-term exercise, after yesterday's toss, I still feel that the muscles all over my body are sore.

She got up and walked over to Sneijder, and knew what it was as soon as she saw what it was, small, about the size of a palm, with four legs. It's a vole, yesterday there was an avalanche, the snow was slanting all the way down, and it was almost at the foot of the mountain, and the animals nearby basically escaped, and it was not easy to catch two.

"Give me one." Maria swallowed, and when Snead handed over one of the branches, he took it, gobbled it up, and asked indistinctly, "What is it, it smells so good." ”

I really wanted to tell Maria what it was, there were only two rats in total, and she gnawed one alone. If you tell that it is a rat and you can't vomit, look at Rudolph with a very thin branch, which is roasting white clumps, it should be some kind of bug. But I told it, I really vomited, it was a waste, this stupid lack would not hold back, I would vomit if I wanted to, I wouldn't consider how hard-won these things were, and my physical strength would drop after I vomited out, and I might die faster when I encountered something. This girl won't think about it, she will always be missing a tendon in her head, and she will just go to heaven to see God when she dies.

Sneijder handed her the remaining mouse, and she reached out and took a branch from Rudolph's hand: "I don't have an appetite, just eat this." ”

After taking the branch, he blew it, and without frowning, he bit down on it and chewed it in his mouth. In fact, insects are not as unpalatable as imagined, as long as they overcome psychological factors, they sometimes taste like peanut butter, sometimes like baked batter, and of course there are bitter and unpalatable; The skin is sometimes brittle, and sometimes the surface is collapsed.

Sneijder handed the mouse to Rudolph, who gave him a string of roasted worms: "Give me half of it." ”

"I'm not enough." Maria ate the string in Sneijder's hand as she ate it.

Snead hesitated slightly, and she said angrily: "It's not enough to catch it yourself, just have to eat, do you want us to be hungry first?" "I won't say anything heavy about the back, it's useless to say it anyway, this kind of goods can't survive for three episodes in a TV series, and you can't climb a ladder in the underworld.

Sneijder divided the palm-sized vole meat with Rudolph, and Maria's face remained blue. If you're angry, you're angry, and I don't see anyone who is very ambitious not to eat, and gnaws the grass roots by himself, and eats even the small bones.

Ready to leave, but Maria just sat on the ground: "I'm tired, I'll rest for half a day." ”

She was so angry that she wanted to fly up and kick it over, kicking this guy to death. Here we are, there is no shop in front of the village or behind here, and the weather is so good today, the sun is so strong, maybe the snow on the top of the mountain will melt, and there will be another avalanche. Yesterday the temperature was low, it was a cloudy day, and the avalanche caused by the sound vibration was relatively small, and another big avalanche could fall down the mountain and roll another mile.

Rudolph saw her anger, grabbed her, and said leisurely: "Okay, but there is nothing to eat here, only prey in front." ”

When she heard that there was food in front of her, Maria seemed to be moved, but after she moved, she still sat on the ground, looking puffed up.

Snead patiently asked, "What, you want to rest here hungry?" ”

"She~" Maria turned around and turned her back to her: "Yesterday she beat me, it hurt me so much, I won't leave unless I apologize." ”

Why didn't I kill you... Her anger was uncontrollable, tired and hungry for the fire to burn hard. Just as I was looking for a suitable branch, a little thicker than yesterday, to draw this underwhelmed fellow.

Sneijder grabbed her, winked, and patiently persuaded her, "Don't you understand?" Not only does Knight Cheng not have to apologize, but you should also thank her. ”

"She hit me, and I have to thank her?" This bastard actually learned to sneer.

"Of course." Sneijder stood up straight, his hands folded, his head raised, so sacred that there was almost no background music: "All great results require tribulation, and the saint has eaten and slept all the way, and has been condemned by the mountain god and given a whip by possession of the knight, and written in the book, it will surely be admired by posterity." ”

Rudolph also lengthened his voice, as if reading a hymn: "The journey is difficult, the saint suffers for the sake of the world, pays for the sins of the world." ”

Maria's eyes lit up, and she had to pretend to fold her hands to the sky, as if she suddenly realized: "God, what I did yesterday, why can't I remember anything, did I really do such a terrible thing?" ”

"Look, she can't even remember, it must be God's will." Snead's affirmative tone would make everyone with a little brain laugh. Just as when Don Quixote asked for the knighthood of the innkeeper, the fool and the shopkeeper who cooperated with the act were serious, and the people next to him were about to sobble with laughter.

"I see." Mary hurriedly folded her hands to the sky, as if tears were about to fall from her eyes: "It is God's will that all my pride and squeamishness will be scourged, and I am sorry, God, I will change." ”

After saying that, he got up and walked forward in good spirits.

That's it? Of course, it takes less effort to say a few words than to beat someone, and beating someone is tiring and angry, and whoever likes to beat someone is a pervert.

Following Maria, who had recovered to almost full blood, she secretly raised two thumbs up to face the two teammates who were smiling to the left and right.

It was already afternoon when I walked out of the snow mountain area and arrived at a place where even the entire collapse of the snow mountain was safe. Maria didn't complain at all about not eating lunch, of course, along the way, Rudolph picked some edible young leaves from time to time, and everyone took a few mats to cushion hunger.

When they arrived at the drier heights where they could spend the night, they got busy. With half of the people gone, Snead and Rudolph went hunting, and she naturally took care of the work of collecting wood and making fires.

Seeing Mary sitting cross-legged on the ground, "communicating with the gods", she could only turn her head and not look at it, her stomach was not big enough, and she could be full of gas.

When the fire was lit, I heard a slight sound not far away, not like the footsteps of a man.

She turned her head to look, immediately crouched down and put down the wood in her hand, picked up a stick, and tiptoed over to Mary, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. (To be continued.) )