I was sure it was a prostrate man, and his posture looked more like that of a soldier with the same formal training as I did, and if the bayonet behind his back could refract the light into my eyes, it would be not me who was prostrate to hide the object of his observation, but in the direction of some angle to me.

But, no matter who he was observing, this was the biggest discovery I've made in the five years I've been here, a person! A modern man who lives like me!

Pressing the surging mood in his heart, he pinched his cheeks with his fingers to warn himself to be calm, calm, calm! Don't just walk out and yell at that person and tell him I'm here!

I ordered myself to bow down, and continue to observe the prostrate man in a corner where it was impossible to be discovered, at this time, I actually knew in my own heart that everything was still my speculation, although I was 100% sure that it was a modern bayonet or a mirror, but the distance was too far, in case, I mean, I said that I had been out of modern society for too long, or because I was too far away, I was wrong, it was just a native steel knife that I had never seen? Although it is impossible for me natives to have this metal object, what if they do, and only I have not found it?

Or, if it was indeed a man of the civilized world like me, how could I be sure that the bayonet in his back would not stab me?

If so, I'm screaming at him with my life.

Stepping on the thick dead leaves under my feet and gently moving, I was sure that the man would not find me, and don't forget, no one on this island is more familiar with this woodland than I am, where every grass and tree, every pothole, where I can hide, where I can pee, all of which I have personally experienced or created with my own hands in the past five years, and I swear that as long as I do not show up, he will always be blind!

The semi-circular route detours towards the target at the top of the mountain, with only one purpose, even if it is really a search and rescue team member who can save me from the sea of suffering, or even me, the initiative must be in my hands, I don't want to be tied up and escorted back, that's not what I want.

The wind and leaves rustle, and the road became, getting wetter and muddy the closer you got to the edge of the woodland.

With a sentence in his mouth, "Old Tan bless me", he rushed out of the last trace of cover around me with the bird gun in his hand, and completely exposed his body to the bottom of the mountain in the wilderness and ran straight to the mountainside, I promise, this is my strength to feed, this is the only angle from which the prostrate position on the top of the mountain will find me, the shorter I appear here, the less likely it is to be exposed, I know very well in my heart.

Of course, this also means that as long as I enter the ridge, I will also lose my observation of him, and he will be out of my sight, so the sooner I get to the top of the mountain, the sooner I can return to my home, my real home.

Every rock in the ridge was still lying in my familiar place, many of them I had urinated on before, and of course I didn't want to smell them, it would be of no use to a highly intelligent creature like me, maybe just a passing urgency, or a little trick to amuse myself.

Now, I had to carry them to the top of the hill with my own hands, the rocks that had been stained with my urine were warm and comfortable in the sunlight, but they didn't diminish the nausea in my heart.

"I'll never defecate again, whether I'm taken back or stay here," he muttered to himself.

This mountain is not high, I have told you before, it is indeed not high, from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it is only more than an hour to climb slowly, not to mention people like me who are familiar with the road and can touch it with their eyes closed?

The wisps of white clouds in the sky, like light veils, those clouds are lovely, carved with ruyi patterns, or as white as milk, or as green as lake waves, and they will never remind you that it is damp and smelly water vapor, and they float around me, on my head, all over the top of the mountain where I are.

The wind blowing from the sea made me unable to open my eyes, everything has not changed, it seems that no creature has ever come up and still carried out their meditation for hundreds of millions of years, I hold the bird gun and aim at the prostrate position step by step, although there is nothing special there now, but I still move forward tactically, in fact, my heart is very entangled, how I hope that the position can suddenly jump out of a person, A man who was also speaking his hometown dialect with me and carrying a steaming Quanjude roast duck greeted me home; But again, I hoped that there was nothing there, but that all the welcoming rituals would go on as they could, like a boat coming from the sea to pick me up, instead of making me suspicious as I am now.

Yes, there was nothing there, as I expected, not just the location I saw, but even the entire top of the mountain, and I spent half an hour searching, but I couldn't find even a single crawling bug.

My heart was instantly empty, tears unconsciously flowed down my cheeks, it turned out that I was so hopeful that there could really be a person here, just lie here, say a few words to me, even if it is a few words of idle street, it is best, for God's sake, take me away from here, and bring me back to the place that Lao Tzu is familiar with, instead of letting me suffer here and wait for death!

It's been five years, and I still have how many five years! , Lao Tzu has not committed a crime, has never killed anyone, has never set fires, has never harmed a girl, has never dirty a penny of the country, why should I be sentenced to five years in prison and trapped me here!

I tried to hold back my tears, but whenever I thought of them, they came out of my eyes even more, regardless of how much water I had to drink from the spring in the mountains to replenish them.

I couldn't stand the feeling of tears being dried by the sea breeze as soon as they came out of my eyes, and the skin at the tear stains would have a tearing feeling after the baptism of the sea breeze, which is only felt by children who often haunt the beach, such as myself who has been on the beach for five years now.

I picked up a piece of gravel from the ground and threw it into the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, where I had just taken refuge, but it was too far away for the stone to be found.

I piled up this small stone that disappeared with a shot, and I was a little angry, like a bored child who was crazy in the wilderness, so I touched another big stone that needed to be lifted with two hands, and my arms strengthened and straightened my waist......

I lifted the stone and put it back down, and a "strange and unusual place" quickly drew all my attention, allowing it to roll down the hill at will.