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"Compliment, I'm just used to surviving in the wild, and at most I know more survival skills than you." Jack smiled humbly, and the folds on his face were like small ditches.

"The years are urging people to get old, I don't think it's that big, at most thirty-five or sixteen, why are there so many folds on the face?" Tracemoon looked at Jack's face and asked in surprise.

"Survival in the wild is malnourished, and the supply of water and food is not timely, and the skin is in this state."

"It's horrible!" Zhang Bing turned his head and said to Qianqian, "Qianqian, let's not take Jack's path, do you see, often in the wild, old fast, maybe die quickly?" ”

"Life has a life, life and death are in the sky, why do you want to do so much!" Tracemoon disdains Zhang Bing's attitude.

"What does a thick-skinned old man know? It's a girl's house! ”

"Hey, why do you talk like that? Brat! It's the same as Yoko, and it's no big or small to talk! ”

"I'm telling the truth, uncle!" Zhang Bing's face was red and white, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Young people speak straightforwardly, yes!" Jack liked Zhang Bing's temperament, he patted Zhang Bing on the shoulder and then hugged him and walked forward slowly.

"Hey, how long has it been since you took a bath, and the smell on your body can be used as soy sauce?" Zhang Bing pulled down Jack's arm and then walked together with Qianqian.

"Where is there a water source near here, I'll go take a shower!" Jack sniffed himself, it was indeed too bad, he felt like a piece of rotten stinky meat, and he was going to smoke people to death if he didn't wash it.

"Ahead, there is a fifty-square-meter water spring in the mountain in front, go there and wash it!"

"Hmmm! Good. ”

After walking about 100 meters, a few people stopped under a century-old pine.

Zhang Bing pointed to a steep downhill road not far away and said, "Go down from here, and you will see a water spring at the end."

Looking at the descent to the fountain, Tracemoon lit a cigarette, took a few puffs in silence, and then went down the hill with Jack.

"Uncle Tracemoon and Jack seem to be very close together!" Shallow looked at the backs of the two and said.

"They have the same hobbies, and the magnetic field corresponds, so they can naturally talk together."

"Jack doesn't look like a bad guy!"

"That's not necessarily, girls always think things are too simplistic."

Qianqian didn't want to continue arguing with Zhang Bing, so he found a clean place to sit down.

Jack and Tracemoon walked for about a few minutes before they saw a spring of water at the bottom of the mountain, and the bluestone trees next to the water spring were lined up, and the water in the pool was crystal clear.

"What a place to be!" Jack threw off his clothes and jumped straight into the pool.

"Wash, don't look at this pool, but it's a hot spring pool, and this water relaxes the muscles and relieves fatigue, detoxifies and dehumidifies, and washes is healthier!" Tracemoon smoked a cigarette in her mouth, but her eyes looked at the other side of the mountain col.

They were now in a rocky col, and a few red flowers were blown by the breeze.

Jack buried his head in the water and swam back and forth a few times, washing and exclaiming, "This is really a good place to sleep on the leaves."

It's much better. As he spoke, he felt a movement under his leg, as if he had touched something. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the thing and held it up directly in front of his eyes, but it was a green snake more than a meter long.

"Ahh With a shake of his hand, Jack threw the green snake directly into the grass on the shore.

"What's that?" Trace-Moon only felt a flicker in front of her eyes, but she didn't see anything.

"Snakes! A snake! ”

"Snakes? Do snakes want to soak in hot springs too? Puzzled, Tracemoon stood up and walked over to the place where the green snake had fallen. He found a stick, rummaged through the green snake a few times, and then stopped and said, "A dead snake, probably fell from the mountain, it's fine."

Jack wiped his face, found a clean dress from his backpack and changed it directly. His interest was basically gone.

"Let's go, there are thrills everywhere, let's go up!" Jack looked at the snake on the Tracemoon stick and urged him.

"Do you want to eat snakes? I've soaked in hot spring water! Tracemoon joked.

"Uh, and my bathwater, don't disgust me!"

"Haha......" Trace Moon instantly felt very happy, he threw away the stick in his hand, and the green snake fell to the ground again, "Let's go, the two guys above won't stink anymore, but they will take a bath with the snake!" It smells like a snake! ”

"Haha......" Jack laughed too.

The two walked back along the mountain road and talked happily. When he walked into the woods, he saw Zhang Bing and Qianqian squatting on an open ground roasting sweet potatoes.

"You two little guys, you can't starve to death anywhere!" Trace Moon smelled the scent of sweet potatoes and went directly to Zhang Bing, he found a ripe sweet potato from the fire and handed it to Jack and said, "Eat it!" Should be starving. ”

"Thank you!" When Jack saw the sweet potato, he was so happy that he looked like a child, and his eyes flashed and he said, "It's been a long time since I've eaten anything decent."

"Huh!" Tracemoon smiled faintly and continued to smoke. After a while, Trace Moon asked Zhang Bing, "Where did you find the sweet potatoes?"

"Behind the woods!"

"Aren't they all among the locals?"

"Don't worry, my uncle's land, just now we sat here and met my uncle, he went down to the potato cellar and pulled two baskets of sweet potatoes and gave me a few."

"Is that so?" Trace-Moon asked shallowly.

"Well, that's right!"

"Isn't that or what? Is there still sweet potatoes growing in the ground this month waiting to be picked? ”

"That's not it, I thought I picked it up on the ground?"

"I'll go, I'll really want to!" Zhang Bing took the stick and flipped the sweet potato a few times and asked Jack, "How is it, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's amazing, it's so sweet!"

"Of course, my uncle's sweet potatoes are the sweetest, and it is precisely because they are delicious that my uncle has stored them in the cellar, and under normal circumstances, they can be eaten for a whole year."

"Really?"

"yes, sweet potatoes are stored in the cellar for as long as they taste." Zhang Bing flipped the sweet potato, then scratched one with a branch and handed it to Trace Moon and said, "Taste this, this should be Huangxin!" ”

"Okay

Brat! Trace Moon took the sweet potato and glanced at Zhang Bing appreciatively and said, "It's much stronger than Yoko, Yoko has no ability except for her big temper!" ”

"Shallow, do you still eat it?" Zhang Bing didn't pick up the stubble of the moon, but turned his head to the shallow.

"Don't eat it, eat this thing, I'm very thirsty!"

"Then, give water!"

"Hmm!" Asa took the kettle, took a sip, and asked Jack, "Do you want to drink?" ”

"I'm thirsty too!"

"Take it!" Qianqian stood up and handed it to Jack, and then asked Zhang Bing, "Why did you bring the kettle this time?" ”

"It's convenient to bring a kettle, it's too tiring to carry a bag of mineral water." Zhang Bing smiled, peeled the sweet potato and said, "Especially climbing the mountain, it hurts my back!" This time, I thought of a light and trouble-free one, and took an extra kettle in case it was spared. ”

"I have mineral water here!" Trace-Moon said while eating, "Shallow, do you still want to drink?" ”

"Don't drink anymore!" Shallow shook his head and leaned against a large tree. Above her head, a crow was flying around building its nest, its black body standing out in the bright sky.

"Some people say that it is not auspicious to see a black crow, Zhang Bing, what do you say?" Looking at the black crow on the branch, he asked Zhang Bing.

"! I don't believe it, it's all nonsense, don't believe it! ”

"I don't believe what a bird can portend?" Shallow said softly, leaning against the tree and slowly closing his eyes. She was a little tired, and she wanted to rest for a while.

"Shallow, I want to take a nap!"

"Well, take a break!"

"I'm going to take a break too!" Zhang Bing threw away the fire-pounding stick in his hand and lay directly on the ground. "It's been a long day's journey, and it's really tired!"

Tracemoon gathered the ashes of the fire at his feet, and then smashed it out with a branch. Then he found a place to himself and smoked in silence. Perhaps it was too boring, and smoking became his only substitute to pass the time. At some point, he had attracted a swarm of ants at his feet, and their small bodies were crawling towards their burrows step by step with the sweet potato crumbs that had fallen to the ground.

Tracemoon looked at the ants on the ground and fell into deep thought for a long time.

(End of chapter)