After meeting with Dabai, the group set off again. On the surface, there are eight carriages, but secretly there is a tiger escort team led by Dabai, which is very safe.

And so, more than ten days passed—

***

On top of the mountain.

A pheasant was pecking at its little head, and it was eating very attentively, but suddenly, the pheasant seemed to hear something, fluttered its wings and chirped, and flew out several meters at once.

With a pop, an unkempt man looked as if he was about to grab something, and he threw himself on the ground. Then he panted and rolled over, and couldn't help but rub his hungry stomach.

In front of him, it was still pitch black.

Liang Shujun rolled over and lay flat on the ground. He reached out and waved vigorously in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see anything.

He couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

At the beginning, the group didn't know what the origin was, it had been more than a month since he took advantage of the chaos to escape, and the mountain was like a labyrinth, and the other party was really persistent, he was a blind man, not only to avoid the pursuit of the other party, but also to find a way out, it was really not easy.

Shujun sat up, then took out a sour fruit from her arms. The sour fruit was a wild fruit from the mountains, and he touched the skin of the fruit, and with a touch on his left side, he leaned in front of his nose and sniffed it.

The fruit is rotten.

He carefully avoided the rotten parts and ate the non-rotten parts, and he felt sick to his stomach when the fruit was sour, but he could only endure it.

After nibbling on the fruit, he sat in a daze for a while.

"Wife's ......"

He buried his face between the crooks of his arms, and it seemed like he had never been so fragile in his life.

He wanted to go home.

I've always wanted to go home, I really want to go home.

He thinks about his wife's gentle words, the hot food his wife cooked for him, the bedding of his wife, the temperature of his wife, the lips of his wife, and the ...... of his wife. Everything, everything, he missed her so much.

After pampering himself for a moment, he sniffed again, picked up a twig and climbed up.

"I don't believe it, it's man-made, this place where the bird doesn't can trap me for a day, two days, a month and two months, I don't believe that it can trap me for a lifetime!"

He stretched out his hand, sensed the temperature of the sun, and judged in his heart that the sun was shining from the left, and at this time, it was estimated that it was afternoon, and the left was the west......

Finding the right direction, he used the branches to remove the fallen leaves that stood at his feet, and worked with 120,000 spirits to deal with all the dangers that might arise in the mountains.

At night, he was hiding in a tree and heard footsteps in the distance. The blind man's hearing was quite good, and he had a foresight, so he avoided it in advance.

In the middle of the night, he slept in a different place, and it happened to be a rainstorm, and his body was wet by the rainstorm, and when it was dawn the next day, he shivered and sneezed one after another.

In this way, day after day, he was no longer human, and there were several times when he was almost eaten by the beasts in the mountains, but he exchanged injuries for injuries and killed the beasts at a great price, but because he did not have the tools to make a fire in his hand, and he was afraid that he would be discovered by the pursuers after making a fire, he could only swallow raw meat with a strong fishy smell.

In any case, staying alive is the point!

If you live, you can go home, and if you live, you can work hard, otherwise if you die, you will never see his wife again.

And on this day,

It's dusk.

Shujun picked up some wild fruits, and suddenly heard voices in the distance: "Liang Shujun, San'er, Feng Blood, your wife told you to go home for dinner——!!! ”