Chapter 42: The Camp

"Obtain the Invisible Ghost Memory Query." A stream of information came to his mind.

Li Si ignored it, and after kneeling for a while, he stood up, walked to the big bluestone by the waterhole, sat down quietly, and didn't say a word, his eyes looked ahead blankly, and his back was slumped.

When he came to this world, he suddenly found that there were too many people who died, and many people said they would leave, and if they didn't, they would be gone.

Cao Qing is like this, so is the original owner, and even the people in that mansion are the same.

Li Si has a fire in his heart, but he is powerless to send it out, he is only the lowest person in this world now, how much can he change? He couldn't change anything.

"Obtain the Invisible Ghost Memory Query." The information came into Li Si's mind again.

"Don't inquire." Li Si responded to the information in his mind with his mind, he didn't want to look back on the life of the original owner now, after all, he had already obtained a lot of memories of the original owner.

At the same time, when I talked to the original owner, I also knew what he did after his death, so there was no need to inquire.

In fact, the main thing is that Li Si just wants to be quiet now.

And he didn't realize that just as he was stunned by the waterhole, a pair of yellow and green eyes were staring at him in the woods a few dozen paces away from him, and then the owner of the eyes turned around and left quietly.

In the quiet dusk of the woods, you can see colorful fur through the cracks in the woods from time to time.

Li Si didn't feel sad for too long, he was a person who was very able to regulate his emotions.

Because he has no father or mother since he was a child, and has no one to rely on, crying will only upset the orphanage staff, but will not comfort him.

So he didn't cry or make trouble since he was a child, and he learned to control his emotions.

Li Si washed his face in the pool water, and then burned the rice again, but this time, he didn't bother to catch the rice shrimp to add the ingredients.

After eating, Li Si found a slightly higher dirt slope not far from the creek and cleaned it up.

The main thing is to clear some fallen leaves to the side, and the weeds are also pulled out, clearing a large open space.

Then he sprinkled some realgar wine on the clearing, which would prevent some snakes and insects from invading.

After sprinkling realgar wine, he looked for some dead branches nearby, and in the process of searching for dead branches, he found a dry tree, which was found on a small slope, this tree was due to a landslide, and the roots could not touch the soil and died in drought.

When Li Si saw the tree, he turned around and brought the black sword, preparing to use the black sword to cut the tree.

In fact, when he went to get the black sword, he regretted it a little, he should have made the Nepalese saber out in the first place, after all, compared to the black sword, the Nepalese saber is more suitable for chopping.

Li Si walked in front of the dead tree and slowly pulled the black sword out of its scabbard, at this time he saw the cold sword body, although it was a little uncomfortable, but it was also acceptable.

He put the scabbard aside, raised the black sword with both hands, and slashed it at the thinner one of the dead trees.

Li Si used a lot of strength in this sword, because he knew that he didn't have much strength, so he used all his strength.

When the sword touched the branch of a dead tree, his face changed, and it was like cutting tofu, only with a slight resistance.

But Li Si couldn't retract his strength at this time, he could only use the power trick of "Xuangui Lu" to make the direction of the sword's power slightly offset, and the sword suddenly brushed the edge of Li Si's left leg. The black sword detached from the palm of his hand and plunged straight into the trunk of a tree, making a buzzing sound from time to time.

And as the sword shook, the sword was still cutting through the trunk of the tree, moving straight down a bit.

There was a bang, and it turned out that Li Si was forced too hard and forcibly shifted the direction of the sword's force, so he suddenly became unstable under his feet and fell directly to the ground.

At this time, his face was a little unpleasant, and his forehead began to sweat, he never thought that this sword would be so sharp, and this time he almost amputated himself by cutting a tree.

This is also another certain impact on him from the death of the original owner just now, otherwise he would not be so careless.

Li Si was also secretly vigilant in his heart, in the future, things like the black sword that came out of the mall in an ambiguous and one-sentence summary must be tested before being used, otherwise sooner or later he will have to play himself to death.

Then he stood up, drew his black sword from the trunk of the tree, and turned back to cut down the dead tree.

Because the black sword is so sharp, the cutting process is as simple as a chef's cutting tofu.

In a few moments, a neat pile of wood was cut out.

Li Si then brought the timber back to his previous camp. It's just that there is a bit of wood, and he ran a few more times.

By the time the wood was neatly placed aside, Li Si was already a little exhausted.

But he still bred up his spirits and lit the bonfire.

Li Si placed a small plank of wood under the tree with a flattened plank, then sat down, leaned against the tree, and watched the roaring bonfire and listened to the 'crackling' sound of the firewood burning. He couldn't help but think of the original owner, he also had flames on his body, and his eyes couldn't help but dim.

By this time the sun had set, and the whole forest was gradually swallowed up by darkness, and in the darkness there was the sound of birds chirping and uh-uh deer.

Li Si couldn't sleep for a while, quietly looking at the bonfire in front of him in a daze.

He was going to look for Cao Qing's body tomorrow, he was really in a bad state today, and it was too late today to pass in this dark night.

After being in a daze for a while, Li Si released Xiao Duan and guarded it beside him.

Then he took out his clothes from the bookcase and wrapped them around himself to ward off the cold of the night.

At this time, he was not sleepy, but he still closed his eyes slightly and pretended to sleep. After all, people still have to rest.

He didn't plan to sleep tonight, after all, he could be attacked by wild beasts at any time in the mountains, and there might be unpredictable dangers.

Fortunately, Li Si has no wind here now, because the wind was blocked by a slope of dead wood before, so this is also a good camping spot.

After sleeping for a while, about an hour or so, Li Si also felt that his body was a little stiff, so he got up and added firewood to the bonfire and stretched his body.

Suddenly, there was a small human voice in the mountains, followed by the sound of leaves rubbing against clothes.

Li Si looked over and saw a few dark shadows walking through the night, and from time to time there was the sound of stamping on leaves and branches.

"That's someone!" An excited voice pierced through the night sky, and the sound should be a young man in his twenties.

"Shut up!" A low cheer came from what sounded like the voice of a middle-aged man.

Li Si's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked Xiao Duan to hide behind a big tree, while he walked to the tree where he was resting before and picked up the black sword.