"Master, Sister Xiao Qiao, there is a way, we have the tools to make water, don't wrap that plastic film, bring it to me and show it."

Mo Jingting took the film and slowly unfolded it, it was quite large, estimated to be one meter long and half a meter wide, which really made her excited.

Mo Jingting ran not far away to find some slightly thicker branches, and found a place where the sun could shine, and dug a small pit half a meter deep little by little, and then picked some wild vegetables and weeds and buried them on the pit wall. In the end, Mo Jingting wiped the glass cup clean with her clothes and put it in the middle below, and when everything was ready, Mo Jingting wiped the sweat on her head.

"Sister Qiao, give me the film." Mo Jingting shouted excitedly.

After taking the film, Mo Jingting covered it on the pit, put a small pebble in the middle to make the film fall into a cone close to the bottom of the cup, and then pressed the perimeter of the film with a stone.

"Is that all there is to it?" Bai Qiao asked puzzled.

An Zixian's expression was indifferent, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't say a word.

"Well, the humidity here is high, and the temperature difference between day and night is large, if nothing else, there will be a full glass of water to drink when the sun comes out tomorrow." Mo Jingting said excitedly.

"Really! That's great. Bai Qiao also began to get excited.

Under the light of the afterglow of the setting sun, Bai Qiao's smile was like a blooming flower, it seemed that everything was starting to get better, the sunlight passed through the gaps between the branches and leaves like a spotlight, and the three of them seemed to be in the center of a small stage, and in a circle surrounded by halos, the forest and flowers became their most poignant audience. Mo Jingting looked at these scenery and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this would not be the end of their lives.

......

I don't know how long it took, the sun disappeared from Mo Jingting's sight.

The jungle that sheltered the sunset in the west had become a sparkling lake, and the waves swept by the breeze were like swaying scales, wave after wave, and finally Mo Jingting watched the sunset fall below the horizon in her memory, and the night fell again.

In the three days of not eating normally, An Zixian and Bai Qiao have both developed symptoms of hypoglycemia, intermittently confused, and fatigued.

Although Mo Jingting's face was messy and her expression was bitter, the state of her eyes was still good, and she didn't want to be confused in the eyes of the two of them.

However, Mo Jingting thought that if the water production could succeed tomorrow, they might be able to hold out longer if there was water, until they found a way out.

So the three of them have new expectations in their hearts, although they are exhausted, but there is no broken thought in their hearts, otherwise it will become very terrifying, and they may be slowly tortured to death by the infinite imagination of thinking.

......

This night, the three of them did not choose to continue to hurry, because there was no extra strength, under Mo Jingting's suggestion, he and the master took turns to keep vigil, and the three of them barely survived until dawn in a light sleep.

On the fourth day of getting lost, the sun had risen, An Zixian and Bai Qiao were still asleep, Mo Jingting kept watch for the second half of the night until sunrise and hurriedly ran to the pit she had dug to make water yesterday.

"Wow! There is water! There really is a water! Master! Little Sister Qiao! Come and see. Mo Jingting couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart and shouted loudly.

In Mo Jingting's exclamation, An Zixian slowly woke up from her sleep.

After An Zixian opened his eyes in a daze, he saw that the sun had risen, the sky was full of stars, and his whole body felt like he had been pressed against a stone. He struggled to get up and sit for a long time, and finally approached Bai Qiao and shook her, but there was no response.

"Little Joe, wake up, Little Joe, what's wrong?" An Zixian's voice was low and hoarse, and he hurriedly waved his hand to Mo Jingting, shouting with the greatest strength of his weak body, "Xiaomo! Come on! ”

Hearing this, Mo Jingting hurriedly looked at the master, and found that he was looking at Sister Xiao Qiao in horror, knowing that something was not good, so she hurriedly ran out of the pit and ran to Bai Qiao's side, and at the same time turned on the data analysis ability. It turned out that Sister Xiao Qiao was in a coma due to low blood sugar and dehydration.

Mo Jingting comforted the master, and quickly ran back to the pit, carefully brought a cup of water that had just come out of the pot, let Bai Qiao drink half of it and let the master drink some, and the last remaining trace, under the pressure of the master, although Mo Jingting didn't need it, she couldn't explain it and drank it.

Looking at Mo Jingting's mental appearance, An Zixian couldn't help but start questioning, and said: "Jingting, what happened to you in that month, why do you seem to have nothing at all now, look at Xiao Qiao, you are already dying." After all, she has reached the point where she has no strength to speak, and her groggy brain is still trying to find her backbone, but she can move around freely, how can she not let herself be questioned.

"Master, I didn't mean to hide it from you, but please believe that I won't harm you, and I ask your permission, if we can get out smoothly, I'll tell you what is going on."

An Zixian was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I believe in you." Then, he turned his head to look at Bai Qiao, and was much relieved to see that his face was flushed.

......

After more than ten minutes, Bai Qiao finally began to wake up.

Bai Qiao snuggled on Mo Jingting's shoulder and said weakly: "Xiaomo, Uncle An, I feel much better, I didn't expect that Xiaomo can really make water." It seems that my life should not be extinguished, I just seemed to have walked around the Yama Palace, and when the Yama King was about to speak, a basin of cold water came and dragged me back. He laughed softly again.

"Hey......" Mo Jingting sighed and said, "It's a pity that this cup is too small, otherwise you and Master will definitely be able to drink enough." ”

"Xiaomo, you're already great!"

"Yes! Jing Ting! Let's move on in a little longer. ”

Although An Bai and the others drank some water, it could not relieve the pain caused by low blood sugar, and the weakness of the limbs was still an ordeal.

Seeing this, Mo Jingting went around again, and with the assistance of data analysis, she accurately picked a small number of edible wild vegetables.

It took a few more minutes for An Bai and the others to regain some strength.

"Little Joe, how is it, can you still hold on?"

"It should be possible, but I don't have the strength to do it, but it's not in the way."

Mo Jingting cleaned up the branches and water-making film that she dug yesterday, as well as the broken denim bag, and put it on when she thought it might be useful.

When she turned back again, Bai Qiao had already gotten up, but the foot injury was still recovering, in such an environment, it was not easy to take care of the injury, Mo Jingting hurriedly stepped forward to support Sister Xiao Qiao, put her arm on her shoulder, and continued to start today's trip.

Although I couldn't see where the exit was, I had to walk on this road.

The three of them walked very hard along the way, Bai Qiao felt that his body was out of control, swaying left and right, and he would be nauseous from time to time. Mo Jingting saw that Sister Xiao Qiao's condition was getting worse and worse, so she simply carried her on her back and then supported the master.

The trip finally got some speed, but the time was still slow, but Mo Jingting felt that it was better to slow down, because if it passed quickly, it meant that the danger was getting closer and closer.