He worked for two whole days, burying the corpses, returning dust to dust, soil to earth, and putting it into the ground for peace. The next thing, I can't get out anyway, and the big deal is to dig another hole here.

Putting all the body bags together, Yongchang ran around again and again, and finally dragged these things into the cave, thirty empty bags were rolled together, without much weight and no occupation, and they could be used after washing them another day.

Super Shroud Bag, I don't know what other magical effects there are.

He set aside the three men's bags, which seemed to contain a lot of things, and even some of them had been placed outside the bags when they were buried, so rotten that only fragments remained, and he could not see what they had been, and he was not interested in inquiring about them.

Gently poured out the contents of the three bags, all of which were strange things.

It's all up to this, and it's the same end of the world!

There are also some packages containing things in bags, and the things that these people got after looting are still classified, but I don't know what there will be, Yongchang is looking forward to it.

Open a package next to you, there are several sets of clothes inside, there are men and women, there are new and old, it seems that other people are not without a change of clothes, anyway, they also have a few changes of clothes, not rare, and skip it.

Flipping through the other one, it was just a few pairs of tattered shoes.

Flip another one, and start to feel a little lost and a little excited, hehe, just say that you shouldn't be poor and white, there are still some jewelry pendants and the like, bracelets, earrings, necklaces, pendants, waist cards and so on.

The gold, silver, pearls and jade are dazzling, they are all here, although they are just small items that they carry around, they are also valuable antiques.

Even in this place where a bag of gold is not worth as much as a fish, Yongchang still feels his heart beating.

A little rich is safe, and Xiao Yongchang at this time is also a little bit of interest. Now people can't go back, and they can't be too chicken.

Suppressing the excitement that had been difficult for a long time, Yongchang continued to search for other people's collections. Something that is worth keeping properly at the end of your life should always be of some benefit.

Seven small parcels poured out of the last three body bags, two bags of clothes and one bag of gold, silver and jewelry.

"It's a big bargain!"

Yongchang really moved a little chicken this time, and he couldn't bear it when there was no oil and salt seasoning.

His biggest wish now is to stew a pot of delicious fish soup.

One man's garbage, another's treasure, the laws of nature are just that.

Yongchang leaned against the cave wall, lying in a sleeping bag, reminiscing about the taste of fresh fish soup, and taking stock of the day's harvest, which was quite satisfying.

The materials and tools available now are undoubtedly much more abundant than before, and he believes that he can live a good life with these for a while, and when he is well conditioned, he can find a way to escape.

If a person is desperate because of a desperate situation, he will not be able to live, and his mental collapse is a precursor to physical collapse.

The things he had come into contact with in the past few days were too strange, and his mind was confused, and he fell asleep in a daze, and the forms of women appeared in his mind. The black-haired, the blonde, the fierce, the gentle, the wild, the charming, all of them seem familiar, but their faces are blurred, like a mirage, and they are out of reach.

After a night of tossing and turning, I woke up early in the morning and reminisced about a good night's dreams.

After being alone in the valley for a long time, I have forgotten what I looked like in my dream last night.

Alas, I dreamed of spring without a trace, but now where are I looking for it?

Loneliness, boundless loneliness is like a poison that corrodes the mind and physical strength, eroding into the depths of the soul. Although he used to love to be alone, now he has a boundless desire to return.

The world is the most comfortable place to live.

There is only one handsome little Lori beside her, who can see it but can't eat it, which makes it even more painful.

In the face of pain, it is the mentality of treating the body bag as a sleeping bag.

Getting out of his sleeping bag and jumping up, the bloat accumulated by the pursuit of pleasure and laziness was tempered in the predicament of lack of food and clothing, the fat disappeared, and after months of adequate nutrition and daily exercise transformed his body and strengthened his strength.

The fish soup he drank yesterday, even if it was just a packet of seasonings, was like a spark falling in a haystack, and a small introduction made him burn his enthusiasm for returning, which was irresistible.

Also, eating the marrow knows the taste, how can you easily be indifferent to the taste of the world. The loneliness of the mountain dwelling arouses endless desires, and the demons in the heart are full of waves.

Yongchang lost his mind for a while.

Temporarily restrain the stupidity in his heart, and pick up the short knife he got yesterday. With a body of less than two feet, I am afraid that there is no weight of twenty or thirty pounds, where can ordinary people move?

He also wanted to try this strange weapon, which has been immortal for thousands of years, and has not been destroyed by wind and rain, and there is always something magical about it. The guy who was holding such a black and non-slippery guy was very secretive. Such a weapon, without a trace of brilliance, is indeed an excellent weapon for sneak attack and assassination.

Perhaps that person was also a coquettish and peerless master, but unfortunately fell in this lonely and nameless barren valley, and finally turned into a pile of dry bones.

But such an obscene and weird weapon is in Yongchang's arms.

Silent, colorless, and invisible, killing people invisibly, very mastery.

Standing on the edge of the dead forest, there is no flock of birds in sight.

These frightened and weak creatures no longer dare to live in the woods, and only occasionally fly to the lake, looking for opportunities to catch floating fish.

It is estimated that they will not settle here again until the vegetation is reborn.

Yongchang stood with a knife, aimed at the blackened trunk, and slashed it down. There are no flashy tricks, just a brute force, "snort", the blade of the knife is not a little bit of strength, and the thick trunk of the sea bowl falls in response. If the breeze glides across the water, cut the paper and cut it into two sections like tofu, so that it is not easy to fall.

Sure enough, it's a good knife!

Yongchang looked at the split stump in amazement, his heart was surging, and his surprise was inexplicable.

This is the legendary unparalleled weapon that splits mountains and opens the way, kills people and oversells goods, under a knife, people and gods are easy, how majestic? !

Compared with this treasure knife, that small bag of jewelry and antiques is as straight as a stone clod of sand, and it has lost much value. This is the thing that can really be relied on and settle down in the wilderness, with such capital, he has a little more certainty of escaping.

I haven't studied martial arts before, what swords, guns, swords, halberds, and eighteen kinds of weapons can't be used.

However, the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and I don't know if it is because he is quite talented, or because he has eaten too much blood food from the fish and flesh of this beautiful place, or because he has been transformed in the time and space tunnel, Yongchang can feel the surging power in his body, his senses are extremely sharp, and his shots are as fast as the wind.

No matter what tricks, chopping, chopping, stabbing, picking, dancing indiscriminately, rolling sawdust flying, all over the ground.

I didn't feel that I had been practicing hard for a long time, and my whole body was hot and sweaty, so I was not happy! In the distance, the gold-embroidered little Lori saw Yongchang's dancing figure, her eyes were momentary, and she was full of admiration for this familiar stranger.

A familiar stranger, Yongchang was a little sad when he thought of this.

Yongchang stood in the forest with a knife, his body was empty, the branches of the trees turned into sawdust all over the ground, the dust was flying, the whole body, there was no place clean, and the black pounced like a demon who escaped from the netherworld, a demon god born in the underworld.

Put away the short knife, wash and clean by the lake, eat some fish soup and dried fish with Jin Xiu, and then sit quietly in the cave alone, meditating.

Perhaps the food collected in these body bags was more than that, but digging holes was hard, and the amount of food that could be found in the volcanic lake was limited, so I was afraid that what could be eaten would have been exhausted.

The three or two people who dug the hole may have lived here for a long time, but there is a shortage of food and a miserable life, otherwise they will not leave two beautiful female corpses to satisfy that little bad taste.

Even if they open up the cave of escape, they will have to face thousands of cliffs, steep cliffs, and the vast sea.

In the end, he lay down in the wild grass, indifferently waiting for death, but also succumbed to the obscenity of fate, waiting for the end of life, sad and sighing.

Yongchang thinks that he is not such a strong-willed person, he will sink in the face of temptation, and he will be depressed in the face of difficulties. However, it is better to die than to live, that is 100% compliance, indestructible, even if life is difficult, will not give up hope.

The days of fresh seafood can be enjoyed, and the indifferent life of radish and cabbage can also make a splash, and they will never be willing to be ordinary. Therefore, he can be willing to be happy in a desperate situation, and enjoy himself in suffering. However, he has not been tested for a long time, and he does not know the limits of his survival.

Now a day like this, so-so can still go on, and it will not collapse halfway.

I have not practiced exquisite knife skills, if I want to achieve something, I can only be diligent in practice, seek quick profits, practice makes perfect, and create my own chopping, blocking, and stabbing three moves into one, and I will explore every day, and practice hard until I use it like a smooth stream. A knife was slashed, and the wood and stone were cracked. Between the blocks, it seems to be sealed. Instantaneous assassination, unpredictable.

Every day, Yongchang just boiled his muscles and bones, tempered his body, slashed, blocked, and assassinated tens of thousands of times, and the rest had to run around the lake for twenty laps until he was exhausted, his arms were weak, and his legs were numb.

Only when you practice to be as fast as lightning can you lift weights lightly, seem to be slow and fast, and be invincible in actual combat.

Every day, he practiced his body skills and knife skills, but fortunately, there were many fish swimming in the valley bottom lake, and there were many wine bottle trees around, and he could dig grass roots and tubers, so that there was no danger of food. In addition, the big bird often comes, and from time to time catches some pheasants, hares, rock sheep and other wild things, and can make a big sacrifice every three or five days.

The big bird and the two of them are familiar with each other, a man, a woman and a bird, get along like friends for many years, it brings gifts, although Jin Xiu is a big lady, but the hardships of life have taught her everything.

Simple ingredients can also be made delicious and delicious, and the mountain delicacies and game are even more mouth-watering, and Yongchang and Big Bird are feasting on them.

Without worry, Yongchang will exercise more wholeheartedly and hard, hoping to have more confidence in self-protection in the future.

Practicing the knife day by day, the monsoon has flattened countless mountains and rocks, chopped down countless trees, and is also familiar with the treasure knife in his hand. Although it can't be said to be subtle such as the unity of swords and people, but it is skillful, and I feel that I also have a skill, and there is no problem in surviving in the wilderness.

Maybe in the eyes of those murderers who threw away their corpses, he was just a guinea pig like those who were killed in the ground, but the koi can turn into a dragon, why can't the white mouse become a fierce beast?

Yongchang is not so easy to accept fate, he is lucky not to die, that is to get a glimmer of life leaked in the reincarnation of fate, a creation. But if there is a little chance, he will not be willing to sink and bear the ravages of the wheel of fate.

In addition to exercising and hunting, when you are not working, the monsoon is swimming in the volcanic lake, which is also a trick to rest and exercise.

He adjusted his breathing and breathing, and Yongchang could hold his breath in the water for five or six minutes at most, gradually breaking through his previous limit of close to three minutes.

Movement in the water, the limbs are free and comfortable, flowing as desired, just like returning to the life of the mother's womb to nourish the body, the whole body movements are natural and coordinated, like a swimming fish in the water waves through the folding, occasionally silverfish approaching, rubbing the pecking debris on the skin, grabbing it, it becomes food.

Yongchang doesn't care about catching more fish now, plus there are a lot of seasonings, and he can live a few months of delicious life. As soon as the interest comes, they will break the waves, chase the fish and mouses, and sometimes they can also gain something.

In the clear lake water, it is like a fierce beast staying, disturbing the whole water area is not peaceful, in the future, it is not to set traps with bait, and it is not worrying about eating and drinking with bare hands.

Simple days are the easiest to pass, months of time pass by in a flash, and Yongchang doesn't know what time and season it is. If it's tropical, there are two seasons a year, and then there's only the dry season and the rainy season.

The dry season is coming to an end, and when the rainy season comes, the dead trees and grass will be rejuvenated. The traces of the catastrophe will be washed away.

He had been recovering for more than three months, confused, clueless, just seeking to be full, and when the fire burned out and he was born, he cheered up and planned for the future. It's still unclear what the situation is, but you have to get out of here before you can make any more plans.

The black short knife has the ability to open mountains and break stones, and sharpen iron like mud. At present, I can't think of a way to rappel down from the cliff at the exit of the cave, and there is not enough long rope, even if there is, if you are not careful, you can lose your life on the thousand-meter cliff, even if you use a bag to transform it into a parachute, the danger factor is still too great.

In order to be on the safe side, Yongchang gave up the direction of the cave cliff, sharpened the wooden stick with a short knife every day, and then punched the hole with the knife obliquely on the cliff wall.

Slightly widen, you can stuff a wooden stick into it, and then use the back of the knife to hammer it firmly, enough to hold the weight of two people. The sticks were set up in two rows, with hands on the head and feet on the bottom, and I watched a road out meander up.

The surface of the branches that have passed the fire is carbonized and can withstand long-term weathering, but as the passage gets higher and higher, Yongchang is also afraid.

There is no wind at the bottom of the valley, as long as his hands and feet are grasped, he will not fall easily, but out of caution, he does not want to risk falling into meat sauce, he still has to check the equipment in the cave to see if there is any way to improve the safety factor of construction.