On the first day after leaving the Nameless Temple, Ye Feng's mood could generally be described as "good".

Although sometimes I am worried, I don't know what awaits me in front of me. But in the end, I figured out what I had always wanted to know, and I also clarified my goals for the future.

Now that he has made his choice, he has no regrets.

At that time, the surrounding environment was really full of spring and vitality. In addition to the tall trees that are evergreen all year round, they are more tender and green like changing their coats, and the bushes in the forest have long since turned green, revealing a strong vitality.

Dotted with unknown wildflowers are blooming. This aroma attracts bees and butterflies, and the bees fly around the butterflies.

It can be said that all this is so different from the one in the Nameless Temple. Out of the temperature, there is no spring, summer, autumn and winter in the temple.

So along the way, the unknown crisp bird calls, and the fragrance of flowers, although Ye Feng flawlessly appreciated these, his mood was not too bad. Ye Feng is like a person who has been imprisoned for ten years, once he is free, as if everything is so fresh.

In addition, you can occasionally see some unknown trees with attractive green and red fruits hanging from them. Obviously, these fruits have survived the whole winter and are left over from last year. After the baptism of frost, it looks more and more gorgeous in the sun.

But Ye Feng didn't even touch it, let alone eat it.

Except for the wild kiwi fruit he encountered when he went up to chop wood, he didn't know any of the fruits in front of him.

Although some of the great gods who have crossed have no taboos like Shennong tasting a hundred herbs, and their courage is commendable, or they are so lucky that they either find wild grapes or pick sweet jujubes, but Ye Feng absolutely does not believe it.

Furthermore, if the fruit is edible, why don't you eat it with birds, birds, beasts, and the like? In Ye Feng's cognition, birds and finches are the most sensitive, if there were edible fruits in the nearby woods, it is estimated that they would have been eaten up long ago, or at least they would be pecked into a thousand holes.

Then it can only be explained that most of the intact fruits in front of us are inedible.

Hunger is indeed hunger, but it is clear that life is more important in comparison.

If a person accidentally eats poisonous food and dies, wouldn't it be too wronged and too cowardly. Could it be that he crossed over just to be locked up in the temple for more than a year before being poisoned by an unknown poisonous fruit?

If he really dies like this, it is estimated that when he arrives at the Nahe Bridge, he will also be kicked off the bridge by the souls of his peers. With such an IQ, where is it worthy of crossing this bridge!

What's more, in addition to the little bit of so-called dry food in his cloth bag, there are also dried fungus and bird eggs that he picked up. Although there are not many of these things, they can always replenish energy, and it is better than eating those unknown foods.

He believed that the master would not cheat himself. Since his old man only gave so much dry food, he would definitely be able to get out of this big forest when he finished eating these dry foods.

The sun rises higher and higher, and it is about to reach the top of your head.

Looking at this "partner", judging by common sense, Ye Feng knew that it was about to be noon. This couldn't help but make Ye Feng very confused, wasn't it lunch that he had just eaten in the temple?

It seems that without a precise timekeeping tool such as a watch, people probably do things by measuring the hour.

Ye Feng has read countless books and said that in ancient times, an hour is about equal to two hours now, but how do you know what time it is?

However, Ye Feng didn't have time to take care of these, anyway, the earlier the time, the better it would be for him. You know, how many dark and terrible stories take place after the sun goes down.

The farther you go, the more physical exertion you have.

After a while, he was too tired, so Ye Feng found a fairly clean place under a big tree, sat down and rested against the big tree to recuperate.

He struggled to endure hunger.

He had double-checked before he set out, and the dry food was only a little bit, and he ate a little less. If you can't bear it, you won't have enough to eat. Now that I still have passable physical strength and a clear mind, my patience is over.

After resting for about a quarter of an hour, Ye Feng stood up and continued to walk. This time, he consciously walked where the sun couldn't shine. The lack of direct sunlight means that these directions are cooler, and the plants do not grow as luxuriantly as in the areas where there is abundant sunlight, so it is less strenuous to walk.

If you can save a little energy, count it a little.

And so he walked for about two hours, with two breaks in between.

As time passed, the sense of anxiety in Ye Feng's heart became stronger and stronger. The pride when he first walked out of the temple was gradually replaced by loss and confusion.

Looking at this forest, which seems to never end, an inexplicable sense of fear arises: in ancient times, wherever there was a large forest, wild beasts should be indispensable. With their own small body, if they can't go out before the sun sets, it probably won't be enough for them to stuff their teeth, right?

At this time, he complained a little about the master.

asked him how to go down the mountain quickly and if there was any shortcut, but he just said that he was an outsider, and he didn't care about Hongchen for a long time, and he didn't know how to go down the mountain. He really thought he was a three-year-old! I don't know how he climbed up the mountain with three children when he went down the mountain!

Dead bald donkey!

But it's useless to complain, the road is in front of you, and you need to move on.

What made Ye Feng panic the most was that the Sun Father-in-law, who had been regarded as a partner from the beginning, was increasingly slanting westward. In other words, even it has to abandon Ye Feng. Although it will still rise tomorrow, the premise is that Ye Feng can survive tonight.

The setting sun stretched Ye Feng's shadow longer and longer, blocked by the branches and leaves in the forest, and shattered into countless lights and shadows. He was a little scared, and he regretted why he didn't look at common sense such as wilderness survival skills and desert island survival at that time.

It's really a book that I hate less when I use it.

What about the high-achieving students who graduated from Agricultural University, they are not the same blind when they go to the wild. No matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives. No matter how high your education is, you are afraid of wolves.

If only I were a tall and sturdy adult, but unfortunately I am only ten years old now. Many times, Ye Feng could feel the embarrassment and powerlessness of not being able to keep up with his physical strength and mental power. No matter how much he thought about it, his body couldn't bear it at all, and he couldn't complete these thoughts.

When the sun was completely set in the west, Ye Feng really panicked. At his own speed and direction, he really had to spend the night in the forest tonight. And what kind of situation and danger will the big forest in the dark be for an unarmed child like him?

He didn't dare to think about it, because he thought that no matter how big a forest was, he would be able to walk out in one day. But now there is no sign of it. He was probably going to spend the night in the woods tonight.

Now, it's impossible to go back.

Only by moving forward can there be hope.

At this moment, the growing hunger was clearly coming from the abdomen again, and the throat was dry and almost smoking. Only then did he realize that he hadn't eaten or drunk for most of the day.

The strange animal cries coming from which direction and the smell of rotting animal carcasses in the forest also made him understand that the top priority was to find a water source as much as possible, eat some dry food, and then find a relatively safe place to spend the night.

Thinking of this, ignoring his increasingly sore legs and weak body, Ye Fengqiang cheered up and tried to walk towards a place where the grass and trees were more abundant and green.

It stands to reason that plants and trees are phototropic, and the closer they are to the water source, the more lush they become. It would be nice if there were animal footprints, and large animals naturally know how to find water in the wild.

However, as a result, the danger index has also skyrocketed.

He regretted that he was lazy during the day.

Maybe it was because God couldn't bear to let him go on that bridge so easily, just when Ye Feng wanted to give up, a small pool of water suddenly appeared in front of him.

With the naked eye, the depth of this water pool cannot be seen.

Strangely, there are no trees in the middle of the water, and the water looks very clear, which is particularly strange in such a forest.

Is it saltwater?

Without having time to think about it, Ye Feng observed carefully for a moment, then leaned sideways and half-squatted close to the water source. There is a reason for this, and if you have your back to the forest and face the water, who knows if there will be a sudden attack by a wild beast.

I didn't care if the water was clean or not, Ye Feng tasted it first and found that it was not salt water. The water is clear, but there is a smell of rotting leaves. Ye Feng couldn't be picky, he drank to his heart's content, and simply washed his face.

After some washing, people suddenly relaxed a lot.

Whether it is a man or a woman, whether it is made of mud or water, it is inseparable from water.

Then, Ye Feng took out the dry food, divided one-fifth, and chewed it carefully. Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes. It's not that I finally ate after a day of hunger, but this dry food is actually a bun made of white flour.

When he was at the temple before, his worst plan was that he would never be able to leave the temple. He thought that he could only drink porridge every day in his life, but he didn't want to eat steamed buns in such an environment.

In his previous life, after graduating from college and paying off the loan owed by college for four years, he didn't cry when he drank coffee for the first time with his earned salary, and he didn't cry when he ate Western food for the first time, but now, it's just a shriveled and stiff bun, but it makes him cry.

He thought that if he met Zhu Yuanzhang at this moment, he would go up to shake hands with him, and tell him, how could the most delicious food in the world be white jade jade soup, obviously it was a little bun in his hand.

The water was drunk, the buns were eaten, and he began to look at his surroundings.

Because there is no shade of trees in the water, the light is still open. At this time, the sun is about to set, and the brilliant sunset is projected on the water, printing a twelve-point beauty.

The more you look at it, the more it looks like the result of a geological collapse.

But at this moment, Ye Feng didn't have time to analyze its cause, and after careful investigation, he decided to spend the night on a tree with huge branches near Shuibo.

This unknown tree is certainly not small, and it takes at least several people to hug it, and its branches and foliage are dense. Under the tree, there are thick leaves and dead branches that have accumulated over the years. Ye Feng took a closer look and looked under the leaves, but found no animal feces, indicating that this tree was not so pleasing to animals.

In addition, about ten meters above the ground, there are two large branches, leaning diagonally into the water. And one of the branches has a natural depression in the middle.

In fact, if it was still early, he could choose a safer place to spend the night.

But time waits for no one, and right now, this is the best place.

And this depression is also good, although it is very shallow, but I lie in it at night, in case some animal climbs the tree and can't force it, it's a big deal to jump into the water. Not all animals can swim, but they can do it, and there is still a chance to live.

It's also thanks to the college meeting, when there was a swimming lesson in the school, which was still a compulsory course, and everyone had to learn it.

In class, the teacher taught simple first-aid techniques, which made Ye Feng not a landlubber, and thus learned skills such as artificial respiration and cardiac resuscitation. Ye Feng still remembers that the requirements for this course at that time were very low, that is, no matter what posture you used, as long as you swam from one side of the pool to the other within five minutes, you would be considered to pass.

But even so, there were still many students who did not learn, and in the end the teacher had to lower the standard: holding their breath underwater for more than a minute was considered a pass.

With these psychological constructions, Ye Feng began to prepare.

First, he piled up the thicker dead branches, and then picked up a large pile of dead branches under the nearby big trees before it was completely dark.

Obviously, no one had ever been in the vicinity, so there were a lot of dead branches. After a while, Ye Feng picked up a large pile. He put the thick dead branches thicker than his own arms at the bottom, and built them into a shelf, and then spread the thinner dead branches on the top, layer by layer of nets.

In this way, until it was dark and he could only vaguely identify objects by a little light, Ye Feng took out the flint and steel from his baggage and prepared to raise the fire.

I have to say that this flint and steel is really hard to use.

In addition, the people who usually cook porridge are Xue Dan or Master, and Ye Feng really won't use this thing for a while. After tossing for a while, Ye Feng still didn't succeed. The more nervous and impatient you are, the more you miss the point.

Ye Feng had no choice but to force himself to calm down and take a closer look at these two things that were like stones and had a strong smell of kerosene.

It seems that these two stones must be some kind of metal or something, and they are soaked in oil, so it stands to reason that they should be very good at making sparks.

After a pause, Ye Feng picked up the two flints and steels again and rubbed and touched each other. kept trying like this, until Ye Feng's hands were sore, and suddenly, small sparks gradually continued to emerge between his hands.

Ye Feng finally mastered this technique.

These sparks greatly boosted Ye Feng's morale, and in addition to being excited, Ye Feng carefully took them close to the pyre he had just built, and picked up the kind of leaves that were particularly dry to the touch and put them on top.

Just when his hands began to tingle and sore, finally, I don't know which spark from the impact fell on the leaves, and the fire finally ignited.

Ye Feng didn't dare to come out, for fear that he would accidentally extinguish this little fire. The firewood was dry, and there had been no rain recently, so soon the fire grew loud and there were puffs of smoke.

And with that, there was a smell of mold.

Ye Feng roasted the fire for a while, and saw that the fire burned extremely regularly, so he took advantage of the fire to pick up a lot of firewood nearby, and set up two piles of firewood according to the previous method.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't sleep so deeply tonight. And the time for a fire to burn is not enough to support until dawn. So, he needs to get up in the middle of the night to light a fire.

And only when the fire burns all the time, will no wild beast come near.

After doing this, he was really tired, so Ye Feng slowly climbed the tree, fixed his body in the hollow place and began to sleep. After thinking about it, I was afraid that I would suddenly wake up in my sleep and fall into the water, and it was estimated that my life would not be saved in half a dream, so I turned over again, picked up several thick wooden sticks, and clamped them around myself.

Ye Feng, who was lying down again, began to thank his master again at this moment, so that his old man put a flint and steel in his luggage.

Otherwise, drill wood to make fire?

What he didn't know was that in just one day, he had repeatedly scolded the master several times, and thanked him several times, like a madman.

After about an hour or two, I don't know if he was woken up by cold or frightened, Ye Feng felt that he had only been asleep for a while before suddenly waking up. If you listen closely, you can see the howls of wild beasts all around.

They seemed to be deliberately against Ye Feng, knowing that he was afraid, so this sound stopped and another sound began to howl, and this night was so bad that Ye Feng shivered.

There was even the bold one, who was bent on getting closer, and probably smelled Ye Feng's smell.

Fortunately, when they got closer, they saw the raging fire, and they only howled, not daring to go further. It's just that the green eyes in the dark night scared Ye Feng so much that he didn't dare to open his eyes to look at him.

In this way, Ye Feng waited until the first pile of firewood was about to burn out, carefully observed the surroundings, and then slowly got down from the tree and lit the second pile of firewood.

Then he simply stopped lying down, but sat down firmly on the scaffolds made of wooden sticks, and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Perhaps it was the burning of the second fire that scared away the wild creatures who didn't know what they were, and their cries were much less and quieter. When Ye Feng went down the tree to light the third fire, he found that he had slept soundly halfway through.

In this way, the night passed in fear, and as soon as the morning dawned, Ye Feng carefully observed the environment under the tree, and saw that there were no terrible beasts, so he quickly climbed down the tree slowly.

However, when I got under the tree, I saw that there were several piles of dung near the tree, probably left by the beasts near the fire last night. It's just that I don't know if these feces are because I regret not being able to eat Ye Feng in my stomach, or because of the memorial I "can't help but leave" after seeing the fire.

The firewood that Ye Feng picked up had already burned out. After making sure that there were no Mars, Ye Feng hurriedly set off again.

The dry food was just a little bit, only four and a half buns left, and if it continued like this, he would not be eaten by wild beasts, and he would starve to death first. The most important thing is to get out of this damn forest as quickly as possible and find an inhabited village.

On the second day, when the sun set, he observed the terrain, lit a fire that was large enough, and piled up a few more piles of firewood, Ye Feng told himself that he was not afraid, maybe he would see the village tomorrow.

From today onwards, he has started foaming fungus and eating bird eggs raw.

These things look like a lot, and there are indeed a lot of foams, but they don't care about being full at all. Even if I ate several handfuls, I still felt hungry in my stomach.

On the third night, just as he was sleeping in a daze, a few bird droppings fell on his face. In his sleep, he immediately let out a terrible scream, for he thought he had been licked by the tongue of the beast.

On the fourth day, after he had eaten the last few eggs and a few handfuls of foaming fungus, he still felt hungry and his physical strength was getting worse and worse, and he told himself that he must persevere.

On the fifth day, he had eaten up the last bit of dry food, and only a little dried fungus was left in the sack.

On the afternoon of the sixth day, the dry food had been eaten, and Ye Feng became more and more desperate. He even began to wonder if he wasn't going in the same direction all the time, but was going around in circles.

It stands to reason that no matter how big the woods are, there will always be a moment when they will finish, but he always seems to be unable to get out now.

His legs are getting weaker and weaker, and even his eyes, I don't know if it's an illusion, are not as good as when he first walked into the woods, and his vision is sometimes blurry.

He didn't want to walk anymore, and he didn't want to spend the night in the woods in fear. The beasts all seemed to be aware of a tired and lifeless body, so their howls became even more terrifying, and they waited for Ye Feng to rush up and share him when he was at his weakest.

In this way, walking and walking, suddenly, his feet slipped, and Ye Feng fell heavily to the ground.

A withered branch tripped him.

On weekdays, he can easily avoid such dead branches, but at this moment, he is physically and mentally exhausted, and the only physical strength and energy he has can not provide extra energy for him to avoid this small dead branch except for thinking.

No wonder the ancients said that Longyou Shoal was played by shrimp, and the tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang. The dragon is still a dragon, and the tiger is still a tiger, but it's more about the appearance. As for the power, it is no longer as good as shrimp, crab and dog.

Ye Feng simply lay on the ground like that, smelling the smell of the leaves that had been corrupted over the years. It's good to take a break like this. In order to hurry, how long has it been since I have been lying down and resting in broad daylight like this?

At this moment, what are Xue Dan and Yin Ping doing? If they knew where they were at the moment, would they laugh at themselves?

Seeing that the two sets of clothes in the baggage were scattered because of the fall, his heart tightened, where was the cloth bag containing Yujue?

At the moment, I quickly struggled to get up and look for it. This is the only thing about his life experience, and if he loses it, he probably won't be able to find his relatives again.

Fortunately, the bag containing the jade Jue was lying quietly not far away, and Ye Feng grabbed it and put it on his chest, feeling a sense of relief that he had regained. After thinking about it, I felt that it was safer to wear Yu Jue close to me, so I took out Yu Jue and put it on.

Unexpectedly, the tentacles indicate that there is something else in the bag. Before this, Ye Feng had always thought that there was only this piece of jade in this small cloth bag. If there is something, what could it be, could it be another clue?

Taking it out and looking at it, Ye Feng smiled, it turned out to be ten peanuts.

Looking at these ten peanuts that suddenly appeared, Ye Feng's mind opened: Why not six walnuts? Where did these things come from and how did they end up in this bag?

If there are already peanuts in this era, then there is no need for his parents to cherish them and Yu Jue together.

After all, who would put crops and jade together?

In other words, in this time and space, the peanut crop should not have been widely spread.

Or, his life experience is related to peanuts?

As far as I know, peanuts are a crop from the Western Regions. Could it be that he may be half a native of the Western Regions?

Thinking of this, my whole body chilled. You know, except for the Tang Dynasty, the Hu people were not so popular. It's a pity that there is no mirror, Ye Feng can't see if his facial features are Hu Ren.

Soon, another idea came to him, the food is current, and he knows the taste of peanuts. Although there are only ten of them, they are eaten anyway, and they can finally provide a little energy.

What's more, it's a high-quality plant-based protein.

To eat, or not to eat, that's really a question.

Ye Feng swallowed his saliva, but finally held back and put the peanuts into a cloth bag. No matter what the origin of these peanuts is, it would be a pity to be eaten by yourself in a few bites.

And he always felt that these peanuts must be related to his life experience. If you take 10,000 steps back and think about it, even if it is not related, it is a clue after all.

He really wanted to find his biological parents.

After packing his luggage, Ye Feng continued to limp forward.

About half an hour later, Ye Feng was pleasantly surprised to find some changes.

The trees in front of me are no longer blindly tall and towering, but are getting shorter and shorter, and the light is getting better and better; The path under your feet is no longer as difficult as that of primeval forest, and there are not so many unknown vines entangled.

On the contrary, there are very few cases of branches and cobwebs covered in cobwebs. Occasionally, several fresh-looking stumps will be found.

The information transmitted by these transmissions was like a shot in the arm, and Ye Feng suddenly had spiritual motivation, and he strode forward with his efforts.

After another quarter of an hour or so, it suddenly dawned before me, and the never-ending woods were completely gone. Instead, not far away is a mountain col, where villages are lined up in a patchwork pattern.

Because it was almost evening, and because there was no trace of wind, the cooking smoke floated straight into the sky and met Ye Feng's eyes.

Looking at the rising smoke, Ye Feng, who was extremely tired, couldn't hold back any longer, first crying quietly, and finally crying loudly.

When he first crossed over, he was lonely, scared, confused, and didn't cry; When I left the temple, there was no one to see me off, the future was unknown, and I didn't cry; In the woods, exhausted, frightened to the point of despair by the cries of wild beasts, he did not cry.

But at this moment, finding a way out and seeing hope, he cried.

Also, in this world, in this red dust, is it any wonder that there is something more charming and closer to life than cooking smoke?

After all, it is just a legend that does not eat fireworks in the world.