He and Hou San broke up unhappily, and left again in a negative mood, and sat in the pavilion for a while, where the wind was also not small. Giving up his previous thoughts, he carried the food that Hou San had brought him, and returned to the cave in the forest in a depressed manner.

There are many thoughts along the way, and the fragments of the things encountered these days are fragmented, and they appear one after another like a fight.

The cobblestone path under my feet, after walking for a long time, the soles of my feet hurt. He simply sat in the pavilion on the side of the road for a while, halfway up the mountain, a small hexagonal pavilion. The shape is different from the octagonal pavilion below, and the color of the painting is vermilion, and the materials used for decoration are the same.

The granite floor, with its black and white natural patterns, marble eaves seats, and iron-like handrails that are concealed, inevitably reveals a pimpish-like rust somewhere.

Sitting on the marble eaves seat, listening to the whispers of passers-by with nothing to do, fragments, no complete plot, and even sometimes their dialogues do not match the preface and afterword, contradicting each other, but they can talk eloquently, laugh and laugh, take care of themselves, as if no one is around.

He had no intention of coveting these trifles, he just wanted to rest for a while, and hastened to hide in the woods, worried about his wounds.

He kept the black bag of food beside him, and despite the croaking of his stomach, he was in no mood to eat the food or drink the water inside.

sat with his head down, not saying how deep his resentment was towards Hou San, but he was very angry, and the resentment in his heart always wanted to find a gap to vent.

"Give!"

A mineral water bottle suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he raised his head, he found that he didn't know when, there was a middle-aged woman standing in front of him leading a seven or eight-year-old girl, the middle-aged woman was slightly fat, and her clothes were not very gorgeous, not like the dress of a rich man.

The child's chubby face looked at him with a smile, wearing a pink little Barbie skirt, very cute. Lin Yang took the bottle in surprise and looked at them embarrassedly.

The woman also reluctantly squeezed out a smile of discomfort and pulled the child's little hand, as if the child did this, without her consent before.

The woman didn't let the child stay longer, and walked straight out of the pavilion, although the child kept looking back at Lin Yang reluctantly.

"Mom! I gave the beggar a bottle, why didn't he say thank you? ”

The woman secretly glanced back at Lin Yang, his eyes happened to meet Lin Yang's, and Lin Yang could see her panic from her eyes.

whispered in the child's ear, "Maybe he forgot!" ”

"How can you forget! Why is he so rude? ”

"So! Don't do it again! ”

"Oh! But Mom! I want to do good deeds like Uncle Lei Feng! ”

……

They walked farther and farther, and Lin Yang couldn't hear the conversation below.

With a fever on his face, his heart was beating faster, and he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe, so he hurriedly came out of the pavilion with a bag and hurried into the dense forest.

All of a sudden, I felt that the road in the forest was not as easy to walk as it was when I came, and I stumbled and almost fell down several times, and the damp leaves under my feet stepped on it, as if I had stepped on the ice of the ice rink, and I had to be careful.

From time to time, his head hit the cobwebs in the middle of the trees, and one after another he stuck on his face, slimy and out of breath. The only sound in the woods was the rustling of the wind blowing the leaves, muffling out all the sounds that could be heard in the woods. Separate the inside from the outside world.

It's like putting him tightly in an airtight cage. Aggrieved, suffocated, simply unable to breathe.

I walked in the woods for a while like a fly without a head, feeling tired and tired.

Leaning against a tree, he stood panting for a while. The wind did not stop, just now in a hurry, there was a lot of sweat on the body, the wind blew, and the wet clothes wrapped around the body were very cold and uncomfortable. He curled up against a tree and sat down slowly.

Try to calm yourself down, close your eyes, don't think, don't listen, don't remember. Let your thoughts be like wild horses, galloping freely on this empty grassland in the depths of your mind.

There is no blue sky with white clouds, no green meadows, no herds of cattle and sheep and kind Abba and Auntie!

It's gray, and it's surprisingly quiet.

Suddenly, a meteor streaked by, dragging its long tail and drawing a flame in the darkness, as brilliant as a sudden firework.

Lin Yang opened his eyes violently, the branches were swaying, and the sunlight shining in the gaps in the leaves fell on his face, warm, without the burning sensation of the scorching sun, but it was difficult to open his eyes.

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he didn't know how long he had slept leaning on this tree, and looked up at the sky through the gap in the leaves, it was probably past noon, and it was getting westerly.

I looked around, and it was not my familiar environment, as if this forest had never been there.

Oh! It may be that he was in a panic just now and accidentally strayed into this strange forest.

Although I took the wrong path, I didn't worry too much, and I didn't blame myself too much, after all, I always felt that this forest was not very big, and I was still very confident in my sense of direction, and no matter how bad the situation was, I wouldn't get lost, right?

He slowly stood up and tidied up his clothes. Because I twisted them on my body when I was sleeping just now, it was very uncomfortable.

After that, I looked around, tried to find the way I came, and went back the way I came, even if I passed the gazebo again, it didn't take too many twists and turns.

After observing for a long time, I determined a direction, and I don't know if it's right, it seems to be this direction! His proud sense of direction was uncertain at this time.

Whether it's right or not, you only know after trying it, just like his firm method of removing the silt, after such a big setback, can he achieve the same miraculous effect as his aunt's mouth. I'm not very sure anymore.

He had heard the price of being a guinea pig, and when there were no antibiotics before, his belief was indeed very strong, and he could go to the soup and fire. Now it's different, Hou San bought medicine for him to treat his wounds, and when his life was really at stake, he began to regret it a little.

When he was thirsty and hungry, he wanted to go into the trash can to rummage through the food to eat, but when the little girl gave him a bottle of alms that he was a beggar, he was so ashamed that he wanted to die headlonging.

When Hou San and the bald head asked for money, he thought angrily, never be friends with such a dirty person again! But when Hou San took the money for himself, he tried every possible way to share it with him.

It is said that the personality of people who have entered the city will change, and the little advantages of the mountain people will slowly be worn out.

His beliefs are so strong, how can he be so superficial. Gradually, I began to feel strange to myself.

"Is this still me?"

It's like there's a parasite in the body, and the other person is not the same personality as himself at all.

While thinking about walking, he naturally couldn't walk fast, and the road in the forest was particularly difficult to walk, slipping step by step, he had to be cautious, tearing up the branches within reach.

Grunt! Grunt!

A pigeon cries overhead, Lin Yang looked up, and there was a white pigeon, hidden in the dense canopy overhead. The red claws grasped the small branch of a branch, and the dexterous head poked around as if to spy on him.

Lin Yang took a closer look, it was really the one in the pavilion, secretly funny, I really didn't expect that he would form a hatred with a bird, this is the rhythm of being hunted down!

There was no one outside, so he was naturally not afraid of being seen by others His naïve mind, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing an innocent smile.

Hush! Hush!

After a few whistles, he deliberately teased the pigeon overhead, like a hooligan teasing a lone beauty.

What he really thinks about at this time is the flesh, the roast pigeon is actually really good, although it is not as fatty as the braised pork, but he would rather eat half a tael of birds than a pound of animals. Although I don't know if this is the case, it can always comfort and comfort the thirsty taste buds!

I really want to pick up something and smash this vengeful bird from the tree at once, it doesn't matter if there is a tool to start the fire, there are trees all around, learn from Beijingers, and it's not bad to drill wood and start a fire.

In short, it will definitely be able to bake it fragrantly.

The saliva gathers more and more, but there is no suitable weapon, and there is no ability to climb trees, and even if there is, it may not be able to hide from the bird's eyes. Seeing the deliciousness in your mouth, tsk! Tut! No way!

Crash!

The branches swayed, the sound of the leaves made, Lin Yang only cared about this pigeon, but he didn't expect the praying mantis to catch the cicada and the yellow finch behind.

A large snake pierced through the branch opposite the pigeon, which had probably been lurking there for a long time, and finally waited for the opportunity for the pigeon to remain motionless, and decisively pounced.

The big mouth opened and bit the pigeon's head, and the beast was really a beast and did not think about retreat at all. It was also vacated.

Lin Yang was looking at the pigeon and thinking about food, and Na Cheng wanted to drop a snake out of thin air.

This snake is not thin, like a rolling pin, with a whoop! Falling on the leaves of the trees on the ground.

The pigeon's head in its mouth had been swallowed by it, and Lin Yang could no longer see the scalp that was missing a pinch of hair.

In addition to being frightened, Lin Yang did not forget to stride on the neck of the big snake, the snake's mouth was blocked by a pigeon, so naturally he would not turn around and bite him. He didn't have to think about whether it would be dangerous.

The snake's head grew bigger and bigger, and the pigeon slowly swallowed into its stomach. Lin Yang wanted to drag the pigeon's hind legs to pull him out of the snake's mouth, but the snake swallowed with great strength, and he tried several times without success.

Seeing that a bird had been swallowed up by it, the snake seemed to mutate, and its head became huge.

Lin Yang really couldn't save the pigeon in the snake's mouth without hurting it. I could only recite the death mantra for these two beasts a dozen times. The souls of the two of them were laid to rest in peace.

One foot stepped on the lower half of the body, and the other foot stomped hard under the snake's neck. At the beginning, although the snake couldn't free its mouth, the back half of its body could move freely, and it kept wrapping around Lin Yang's ankle, trying to get rid of Lin Yang's attack.

In front of Lin Yang after all, it was too small, Lin Yang's feet, not much force, it is estimated that his gall has been broken, he has lost the ability to resist, and even the right to spit out a few letters before death has been deprived by the pigeon in his mouth.

In the end, he rolled a few times, and died unwillingly with his belly facing up.

It wasn't until it was motionless that Lin Yang was willing to let go of the foot he was stepping on, and this time, the depression of being lost just now was swept away, and the long-awaited fat was in front of him, and the next thing was to figure out how to make a fire. It's enough to bake the flames of both delicacies, and then slowly enjoy this hard-won delicacy.