After successfully rescuing Lu Shu's mother, the old Lu Shu cried and fell to the ground, as if kneeling to thank the three of them, and then the old tears were crissling, stroking his child with his right cry, and Xiao Lu Shu also reacted enthusiastically, putting his face on his mother, very intimate.

This moving scene made the three of them very moved, and Bai Qiao had already red eyes.

At the time of parting, Xiaolu Shu suddenly turned around, quickly swooped down to Mo Jingting's side, got up and stood up and kissed Mo Jingting's cheek, and then disappeared from the sight of the three of them with her mother.

The eastern sky has brightened white.

After a while, the pillars of light through the leaves were like stage lights, and the forest began to come out from time to time with the melodious chirping of birds, and everything seemed to come alive.

Having just experienced a desperate struggle and touching mother-son feelings, after seeing the beautiful scenery of this scene in the early morning, Mo Jingting felt extremely comfortable, and the repair function of the body also began to show results, and every place where the blood flowed made her feel that she was different from ordinary people. It's like a trampled grass that has completed self-repair without realizing it.

Mo Jingting walked up to Bai Qiao, who looked weak, and said, "Sister Xiao Qiao, how are your feet?" ”

Bai Qiao's eyes were cute, as if he was holding a mist, yawned, and said weakly: "Xiaomo, thank you, it's much better." ”

"Although it doesn't hurt, it's also very fragile," An Zixian walked over and continued, "It will take a few days to fully recover." ”

"Well," Mo Jingting looked around, "Master, do you want to find a place to rest for a while, you have been walking for too long, and you have experienced these things in Lushu, and you can't bear it." ”

An Zixian and Bai Qiao agreed to Mo Jingting's suggestion, collected some dew, ate wild vegetables, found two places with better sunlight, and snuggled up to sleep next to the tree.

Mo Jingting is the same, although she is not like Master and Sister Xiao Qiao, she still feels a little mentally tired.

......

I don't know how long it took, but the three of them began to get back on the road, and by this time, the sun was already hot.

Mo Jingting calculated, it was the third day of being lost, and she seemed to have begun to question the bold words that she could go out with confidence, if it continued like this, the possible result was not as good as Li Wenji and them, I don't understand how they finally got out.

It was much easier to have wild vegetables to quench hunger and thirst along the way, but because of Bai Qiao's feet, he walked relatively slowly, and he helped Mo Jingting slowly all the way.

After walking for a long time, I didn't have any clue as yesterday, like going around in a circle in the forest.

The mood has also dropped from the initial excitement to the extreme, and there is not much of the pre-stored purslane with thirst-quenching effect, although the bone-chilling grass can barely satisfy hunger, but it does not quench thirst, and the acidic taste may also exacerbate their thirsty state.

Mo Jingting didn't feel tired, she just felt helpless. Led in front, looking at the boundless forest in the distance, as if seeing the countdown to the lives of Master and Sister Xiao Qiao, everything began to become dim.

Bai Qiao's face was sallow and unusually ugly, as if he was holding back pain.

I don't know how long it took, but it was getting dark, and it was going to be night again.

That night, the three of them changed their strategy, walked and rested, and spent another night in the cold and windy forest.

By dawn, it was already the fourth day of getting lost, and like last morning, the three of them found a better place to rest for a while, and Mo Jingting seemed to be hit by the sun.

......

When they walked on the road again, the mood that had already fallen to the pole was almost collapsed, and the three of them walked slowly and looked at each other without saying a word. Without the thirst quenching of purslane, the wild vegetables have changed their taste, and An Zixian and Bai Qiao's nutrition can't keep up, and the whole person is haggard and emaciated, becoming more and more delicate.

After a while, Bai Qiao stopped by a tree.

"Do you want to keep going? I feel like there's no hope left, we're going to die here. It's all my fault for being bad and dragging you down. ”

Mo Jingting looked up at the distance and paused for a moment before retracting her gaze, and said, "Go, of course we have to go, we can't sit still here, we can only continue to go." ”

"I don't know what will happen to my father, whether he will bring people into the mountains and get lost somewhere."

"Is Uncle Bai familiar with the mountains and forests?" An Zixian asked.

"I don't know, it should be familiar, I was not an uncle when I was not also Abba back then."

At this point, the three of them were silent again. Each other knows the current situation very well in their hearts, if there is no miracle, their lives are really counting down, and the ticking sound has always been strung in their minds, lingering, making Bai Qiao's heart almost collapse.

Mo Jingting thought of her grandmother and Aunt Rou's setting for herself, thinking that if she had been trapped here, would she send someone to save her, but last time she said that she was an independent existence and could no longer know her exact location, so how could she save herself.

After a while, Bai Qiao suddenly began to curl up on the ground, looking particularly painful.

"Little Joe, what's wrong with you? What's uncomfortable? An Zixian asked with concern, Bai Qiao's tears of pain flowed down, his face turned pale, his lips turned purple, and after a while, he said painfully: "Stomach hurts." ”

"Have you eaten a bad stomach, these wild vegetables or something, it is inevitable that there will be some toxins."

Mo Jingting hurriedly used data to analyze Sister Qiao's physical state, it turned out that she was on a period, but it was really a troublesome thing. Then I thought that the master had picked some motherwort a few days ago, and this time it can be regarded as usable.

Bai Qiao's appearance seemed to be getting more and more painful, his face began to distort, and little by little he began to twitch, An Zixian felt that it was not so simple.

"Xiao Qiao, you have contractions caused by physiological disorders, I have long seen that your face is wrong, why didn't you say it earlier, this deep mountain and wilderness, can ......"

"Master, don't guess, pregnant women only have contractions before giving birth, and Sister Xiao Qiao is still a big girl with yellow flowers."

"Oops...... Bai Qiao groaned in pain, "Xiaomo, what do you have to do...... before he finished speaking, he was drowned out by the pain.

An Zixian hurriedly helped Bai Qiao to the side under the big tree, looking at her painful appearance, looking anxious, not knowing what to do. Then he looked at Mo Jingting and said, "What do you say is wrong?" ”

Mo Jingting didn't want to be verbose anymore, and said, "Master, the motherwort picked that day is still there, right?" ”

"Yes, yes," An Zixian hurriedly took it out in his back pocket, "Is this it, this is useful?" ”

"Yes, Master, Sister Xiao Qiao is just here for a period, this motherwort can relieve her pain," she said and looked at Bai Qiao again, "Sister Xiao Qiao, you quickly chew and eat some, if it is unpalatable, you must eat it." ”

After many days, the motherwort grass blades have withered, and the branches and leaves have become crumpled due to the kneading of clothes.

Bai Qiao was no longer restrained, took the motherwort handed by Uncle An, and chewed the flowers and leaves in his mouth little by little without swallowing it, just swallowed his saliva a few times, and finally spit it out again. I ate another flower and plant, and this time chewed and swallowed a small portion. After that, I won't continue to chew until my body improves.

At this time, I had no concept of time at all, and I saw that the sun above had gradually set, and the heat in the forest had dispersed a lot, and the slightest breeze was still a little cool. I don't know if the herbs worked or if the body spontaneously relieved it.

Bai Qiao's face began to slowly regain a hint of ruddyness, not as pale and scary as before, but he hadn't been in water for a long time, and his lips were a little dry and his face was dry.

"How about Xiao Qiao, I see that your face looks a lot better."

"Well, Uncle An, I'm much better, thank you, and thank you Xiaomo, thanks to you for letting Uncle An save this motherwort.".

Mo Jingting smiled slightly and said nothing.