It's finally back!

Although he only stayed for one night, it still made Ding Qi feel that this was a place he longed for. However, when he saw all kinds of animal droppings left on the off-road vehicle and even a large bird's nest, Tinki's calm heart reappeared, on the verge of an imminent eruption of the crater, and his good mood disappeared in an instant. But then he was relieved that this was originally the home of wild animals, they survived here, and it was a blessing for Ding Qi to be able to and pee in the car, so what else did he have to complain about?

It's all worn into this world, what else can't be seen? Going with the flow and surviving is his goal in the short term. But it's definitely not here, it's too close to that cannibal tribe, it's only three days away, and if they touch and capture you one day, there's a good chance that you'll cut yourself down when there's a shortage of food in winter.

Putting down his backpack and the yew wood on his back, Tinki grabbed a large handful of grass from the ground to clean the dirt from the car, while the bird's nest on the roof of the car was removed and set aside to be used as fuel for the campfire at night. As for the owner of the bird's nest, since you dare to attack my baby off-road vehicle, then I can only take your nest, although I don't know what kind of bird you are, but don't blame me for being ruthless, who let me look at you unpleasantly? Roar!

Ding Qi opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and took a deep breath, the familiar smell made Ding Qi have a real feeling. Turn the key to start the engine easily, and the long-lost engine roar sounded, startling countless birds in the distance who had just fallen and did not dare to fall for a long time.

After making sure that there was nothing wrong with the car for the time being other than gas, Tinch turned off the engine, quickly gathered enough firewood around it, piled it under the tree where he used to rest, and then lit the campfire for the evening with a magnesium rod. The crackling of dry wood ignited a raging flame, radiating light and heat, reflecting on Tinch's bronzed young face, dispelling the darkness of his heart room caused by loneliness.

Before it was dark, he took the marching lunch box and two unknown pigeon-sized birds that he had hit with a slingshot on the road to the stream at the bottom of the hillside, washed himself briefly, washed the two birds, filled them with water, and returned to the big tree.

Build a tripod with three branches, hang the German military M31 lunch box (the main body of the lunch box is referred to as the hanging pot) above the bonfire, and then pour the lid and middle compartment of the lunch box with water and put it next to the bonfire to boil water. One of the two birds was put into a lunch box to cook soup, and the other was skewered on a branch for barbecue. After throwing a few more mushrooms, fungus, and half a green pepper into the hanging pot, he turned and climbed up the tree, put away the sleeping bag that was still there, and cut more branches from the trunk and spread them in the nest, preparing to make the bed for sleeping at night thicker and more spacious, so that he could put his tent on it and sleep soundly at night.

An hour later, the rich aroma of meat wafted around this small camp, and even Ding Qi, who kept flipping the branches to roast meat, couldn't help but swallow. There is no seasoning, only a little salt is put in the hanging pot to taste, but there are mushrooms to enhance the freshness and pepper to enhance the flavor, this is not a sumptuous dinner, Ding Qi took less than twenty minutes to solve, and he is still unfinished. For Ding Qi, who hadn't eaten a hot meal for several days, this pot of broth made him feel extremely comfortable and comfortable. As for the other roasted bird, Tinchi wrapped it in a large leaf and put it in a hanging pot to prepare it for breakfast tomorrow.

The boiling stream carried a little sediment formed by the ashes of the campfire, but Ding Qi's mouth, who had not drunk a little hot water for seven or eight consecutive days, was sweeter than any elixir, and the pores of his body were stretched.

Comfortable!

It would be even better if you could get a little tea, with absolutely pollution-free mountain spring water, not to mention how beautiful it would be on a small day!

Ding Qi, who closed his eyes and tasted the taste of boiling water there, thought.

Once you've found a suitable place to settle down, you can improve your quality of life, and then slowly explore your surroundings and meet some friendly primitive tribes to integrate into them. Living alone all the time will definitely feel extremely lonely spiritually, and group life is the state of existence that human beings should have.

What do you mean by that? People fight with each other, and it's endless fun!

After drinking the lid of a lunch box, the temperature of Zhonggeri's water also dropped, he turned around and took two empty mineral water bottles, filled them, tightened them, stuffed them into his backpack and put them on his back, and then put two large pieces of wood into the campfire, and climbed the tree and into the tent by the light of the rising flames.

Just as Ding Qi was about to zip up his tent and prepare to sleep, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked up at the sky, where a huge white jade disk quietly revealed its mysterious veil in the inky night sky, slowly sliding out of the thick black clouds, sprinkling the hazy and cold moonlight to every corner of this world.

The moon is full like a plate, although it is not the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it arouses the feelings of homesickness. Family and friends on another plane, are you all right?

A tear, with the gently pulled zipper of the tent, quietly slid down his face, hiding that longing deep in his heart, and chanting alone: The moon is the hometown of Ming.

Tincchi slept soundly, but in the primitive tribe he had ever seen, a roaring bonfire was lit in front of the cave, and all the tribesmen gathered around the great bonfire, dancing an unknown dance, swaying from side to side with heavy and regular steps; Humming an unknown song, the rhythm is slow and staggering, as if it were praying to heaven as well as chanting.

At the mouth of the cave, a man with huge antlers and a necklace of animal teeth around his neck held a long animal bone in his left hand and said something loudly to the full moon that appeared in the sky, and the leader of the tribe stood respectfully aside, muttering words in his mouth.

Just as the tone of the tribesmen's voices was about to reach a climax, the middle-aged primitive man holding a long animal bone took out a handful of powder from his arms and threw it into the bonfire, stirring up a fire in the sky, and at this time, the tribesmen's voices reached a peak, and after shouting a word, the entire cave fell into an eerie silence.

If Ding Qi was there, he would definitely understand the last word: Aragami!

It is a ritual dedicated to the gods, and the man with the antlers is the priest of the tribe, and he is leading the whole tribe in prayer to the moon god. On the stone wall behind the priest, a figure outlined in white lines leaps out of the stone face, like a silhouette of a human wearing a wide-brimmed hat and carrying a hiking bag on his shoulder, but with some green powder smeared on the inside of the line, which can only be seen when the light is bright.

In the other direction, far away, a tribe was performing a similar ritual, but in a very high and wide cave where he could look up at the moon, and the ceremony was presided over by an old man with a beautiful crown of feathers, facing the moon in the sky outside the cave, and beside him stood the leader who had almost been captured that Dingchi had seen at the bottom of the hillside. The ritual had been going on for some time, and the old man had been leading the tribesmen in chanting the word "Aragami" until the moon in the sky was hidden in the clouds and no longer appeared, and the earth was once again completely darkened.