"Of course, this time is quite fast, if it is longer, you will not be able to bear it." Wang Zheng said: "Fortunately, the weather is cold now, which is more favorable to us, if it is summer, walking in this jungle, there is no change of clothes, plus mosquito bites, you will fall ill within two days, it is simply a disaster." ”

When Song Ziye heard this, he suddenly sat up straight, held Wang Zheng's face with both hands, and said with burning eyes: "I am very glad that I have these seven or eight days in my life. ”

Wang Zheng smiled slightly, staggered his eyes, and said, "Sleep on my shoulder for a while." In a few hours, it will be dawn. ”

At this time, the night was already dark, but Wang Zheng still didn't make a fire, but fortunately, this place was sheltered from the wind, and Song Ziye curled up in Wang Zheng's arms, and he didn't feel cold.

Wang Zheng stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Song Ziye's temples, Song Ziye only felt a warm current gradually rising in his mind, sleepiness and tiredness hit him together, and he fell asleep after a while, making an even breathing sound.

Wang Zheng also closed his eyes, he was tired for so many days, and he also needed to replenish his physical strength.

It will soon be dawning.

…………

When Song Ziye opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and Wang Zheng beside him had already woken up and was looking at him.

"Good morning." Song Ziye rubbed his eyes, looked into the distance, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's so beautiful!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Ziye's eyes were full of admiration!

The fiery red sun had just risen into the sky, and it looked much bigger than usual, and the mountains were shrouded in a faint twilight, and the trees were filled with a faint fragrance.

Song Ziye stood up, moved his numb hands and feet, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said intoxicatedly: "The air in this mountain is so fresh!" ”

However, Wang Zheng's next sentence destroyed this artistic conception to the brip: "The morning air in the mountains and forests is not fresh, and the concentration of carbon dioxide is very high, the reason why you feel the fresh air and want to breathe is because carbon dioxide stimulates your blood circulation and makes your body need oxygen more." ”

Song Ziye glared at Wang Zheng, but saw this guy take out two packs of things from his pocket and handed them over, and said: "These are the two packs of compressed biscuits and a small bottle of water that I always have on my body. ”

Song Ziye took a bite of the compressed biscuit, almost didn't take his teeth down, it was as hard as a stone, but after entering it, Song Ziye was surprised to find that a compressed biscuit the size of a little finger immediately stretched his mouth full when he encountered saliva, and his lips and teeth were fragrant!

After taking a sip of water and swallowing this mouthful of biscuits, Song Ziye felt that his hunger suddenly disappeared, and there was still sweetness in his mouth, and he was full of energy.

"How's it taste?"

"These cookies are so delicious." Song Ziye said with a little excitement: "It's much better than the market, if it is produced on a large scale and then introduced to the market, I am afraid it will become a popular snack in China!" ”

Wang Zheng pursed his lips and said, "I'm afraid no one will buy it." ”

"Why? The taste is so good, as long as the publicity and promotion work is in place, how can no one buy it? Song Ziye was a little puzzled.

"Do you know how much this cookie costs?" Wang Zheng stretched out two fingers.

"How much? Twenty? Song Ziye thought that the price she said was already very expensive, but Wang Zheng's words still surprised her.

"Two thousand!"

"Two thousand? Why is it so expensive? ”

"Of course, because I made each cookie myself!"

"You did it?" The expression of surprise on Song Ziye's face became even greater,

"Yes, do you know how many precious herbs I have added to each biscuit to replenish blood and qi? The dispensing cycle of these medicinal materials is at least one year, and it is impossible to mass produce at all, and the cost of two thousand is the most conservative number. ”

"I can't see that you're quite versatile."

"That's it, a little white face in the new century, eighteen kinds of cooking, proficient in everything." Wang Zheng boasted to himself, and then said: "The slope around here is a bit steep, I have to carry you down, and it will be fine after this section." ”

"Wait a minute, Wang Zheng, I have something to tell you." Song Ziye suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and her pretty face was slightly red.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zheng looked at Song Ziye's hesitant appearance, and immediately understood, and laughed: "You must have to go to the toilet." ”

"Yes, human nature, what's so funny." Song Ziye said angrily.

Wang Zheng smiled, handed over a pack of tissues, and said: "I only have this bag on me, you can save some use, here is not more difficult than the city, the conditions are much more difficult." ”

"I know!" Song Ziye snatched the tissue paper, pushed Wang Zheng, and said with a flushed face: "You find a place, hide it, and come out later." ”

The place where the two of them stayed was a rare gentle slope in the middle of this mountain cliff, surrounded by rocks, and it was also a good place to shelter from the wind.

"Well, women just have a lot of things." Wang Zheng pursed his lips and directly climbed a tree more than twenty meters high.

Song Ziye under the tree looked at the pack of tissues in his hand, and his beautiful face was as red as a ripe apple.

…………

Wang Zheng carried Song Ziye on his back, leaned his body slowly, kept his balance, and then walked carefully down the slope.

Lying on Wang Zheng's back, Song Ziye was still a little nervous at first, especially when he saw the bottomless steep slope, which made people feel dizzy. However, Wang Zheng walked very smoothly, and he didn't feel any bumps at all, Song Ziye simply handed over his life to Wang Zheng, and after walking for more than an hour, fatigue came up again, and Song Ziye actually fell asleep on Wang Zheng's shoulders and fell asleep peacefully.

"Whew, all right." Finally arrived at the gentle slope zone, Wang Zheng just wanted to let go of Song Ziye, but when he turned his head, he saw Zhengxiang sleeping on his back, and he couldn't help but feel funny, of course, there was also a slight touch.

"It's the place!"

Wang Zheng stretched out his right hand and slapped Song Ziye's pouting buttocks without pity, directly waking the latter up.

"Oh my God, this feels so good!" Song Ziye's roundness. The buttocks feel more elastic than they look, Wang Zheng slapped it just now, and the feeling was so good that he wanted to slap it again!

"Where?" Zhengxiang, who was sleeping at night, was suddenly woken up, and at this time he was also a little dazed, naturally he didn't notice how Wang Zheng "woke up" him.

Wang Zheng put down Song Ziye and walked with her on his back for several hours, he was covered in sweat, it was almost noon, and the sun shone on his body through the woods, making people feel warm.

"How far have you carried me?" Song Ziye looked at the vast forest sea and asked.

"Five hours, forty kilometers." Wang Zheng took out the water, threw it to Song Ziye, and said, "You must be thirsty, drink it." ”

"That's it, if I finish drinking, you won't have to drink." Song Ziye looked at this small bottle of water and was a little reluctant to drink it.

"It's okay, you can drink well." Wang Zheng took the dagger and slashed at a vine on the tree, the dagger was very sharp, and as soon as the knife went down, the vine was cut off, revealing a pale yellow section.

To Song Ziye's surprise, Wang Zheng directly put his mouth on the section and sucked it, his throat rolling up and down.

"It tastes good." Wang Zheng wiped his mouth, looked at Song Ziye with a stunned face, and said with a smile: "This is called the Flat Dan Vine, and it is only available in the Northwest, the Northwest has less rain, and the Flat Dan Vine will absorb the rainwater and then store it in his body, and if it is stored for a long time, there will be a fragrance." ”

"Why don't you take a few puffs?" Wang Zheng laughed.

"I don't want it." Looking at the gray and hideous vines, Song Ziye still didn't dare to put his mouth up.

"It's not easy for you special forces." Looking at Wang Zheng's indifferent expression, Song Ziye suddenly felt slightly sad.

"Grab some biscuits, let's keep walking, if the map is correct, we will come across a small river twenty kilometers further."

"Haven't we gotten lost?" Song Ziye looked at the vast forest sea and felt that everything was the same.

"Why get lost?" Wang Zheng asked rhetorically: "I'm a living map." ”

"I wish we were lost."

Song Ziye's voice was faint.

Wang Zheng was stunned when he heard this, and there was a touch of gentle emotion in his eyes.

Wang Zheng's speed was not slow, the two walked for a long time, Song Ziye never shouted tired, the two chatted with each other along the way, twilight was approaching, and the weather was slightly cooler.

"Sure enough, there is a small river!" As the sun set, shining on the sparkling waves in the distance, Song Ziye had already heard the sound of gurgling water.

"You wait by the river, I'll get something to eat." Wang Zheng rubbed his hands and said with some excitement: "This time, let you taste my real cooking skills." ”

Song Ziye washed his hands by the river, and not long after, he saw Wang Zheng coming with a large bundle of dry branches, and a gray hare and a pheasant in his hands.

In Song Ziye's surprised eyes, Wang Zheng explained: "It's winter now, these things are still relatively easy to catch, I'll make a fire and kill chickens, you just watch from the sidelines." ”

"Being with you is really an eye-opener." Song Ziye rolled up his sleeves, revealing his forearms that were as bright as white lotus, rubbing his hands, and said eagerly: "Why don't you let me give you a hand?" ”

Wang Zheng looked at Song Ziye's appearance, and a tenderness rose in his heart: "Are you okay?" Not afraid of killing? Look at your delicate skin and tender meat, you haven't done this work before. ”

Song Ziye said indifferently: "What's this, there's no first time for anything." ”

"That's good." With a few simple knives, Wang Zheng skinned the rabbit, handed the rabbit to Song Ziye with blood on his hands, and said, "Take it to the river and disembowel the rabbit and wash it." ”

Song Ziye didn't even frown, took the dagger and the rabbit, and went to the river to start cleaning.

Wang Zheng also killed the chicken at this time and shed his hair by the river.

Song Ziye raised his head, feeling that his forehead was already sweating slightly, washed his hands in the water, and watched Wang Zheng skillfully remove his hair on the side, with a trace of warmth in his eyes.

"Hey, you say, why do I have the feeling of living at home now?"