The last rays of light in the dense forest were also swallowed up by darkness, and all around was a strong black, a desperate color, without moonlight or starlight, and the canopy of trees overhead was like a dark cloud covering everything in the sky.

After listening to what I said, the bald man frowned and asked, "Could it be that this person is also looking for that swamp?" ”；

I looked at the bald man and said, "It's a possibility, or it could be looking for a water source, but no matter what route he carved out these grooves to record, we can judge one thing...";

"What?";

"At least we can know: the people who have been trapped in this ecstasy array are not only us...!" , I said;

But as soon as this sentence came out, I was still a little hesitant...

Judging from the carvings on the trees, the petrified texture that has almost integrated with the bark indicates that these carvings are at least "masterpieces" of thousands of years ago, and I am not surprised at all why these trees can live for thousands of years or even longer.

But how could people at that time be as unlucky as me to run to such a place where birds don't?

I was suddenly amused by the thought of myself, yes, there are no birds here, let alone birds that don't!

I looked at the carvings on the trees several times and said, "Bald, take the dumb man and wrap the grass around with leaves, we may not be able to go out in a short time, and we will have to stock up on some water tomorrow morning";

The mute, who had been silent, suddenly babbled at my command, and saw what his sign language meant: How much water is there? We don't even have a handful, but we have four of us, which is not enough at all;

The bald man grinned bitterly at me with his chapped lips in contrast to the dumb man, and then, very calmly, jumped up a low tree a few meters away, looking for the leaves that he thought could be used to collect dew;

The bald man knew my mind very well, which stemmed from his sense of crisis caused by his long years of solitary life, and he used the cover of large-leaved veined leaves, three layers inside and three layers on the outside, and he actually made more than a dozen in more than three hours;

"Wu, help, give me some water to drink!" , the bald man got up from the ground holding a leaf cover, and said with a little shaking;

Since the cripple team disappeared and cut off supplies, we haven't had normal drinking water for three whole days, and the daily drinking water supply is only about two hands, and this is thanks to the bald man's leaf cover, and now this guy suddenly asks me for water, how can I not know his thoughts?

I do have water on me because I haven't peed today,......

"Let me think of a way again, we are human beings, not those flying beasts, we are not thirsty enough to drink that thing, no matter how much I endure, I will think of a way", I patted the bald man on the shoulder, but there was a sigh in my heart, when I thought that I had fallen into such a field again, I couldn't help but feel sour, if I don't die, I won't die This sentence is simply seamless for me!

"In the morning I have given my share to the mute and the tiger, they need water even more, and now I can only rely on you!" , the bald man seemed to be playing haha, but he handed me the leaf cover straight to me;

"Trust me, don't live back to being a wild man, I can take you to find water, and I will definitely be able to take you out, let's walk home together!" My voice trembled a little;

"Don't you pretend to be a god all day long, don't you want to be a god? Aren't you fake? Are you annoying? If there is no Lao Tzu... Who will take you as a god! The bald man stood up and shouted at me, staring at me face to face;

I was also a little anxious by him, and shouted: "What nonsense, if you don't have Lao Tzu, you would have died in the hands of the evil spirits, Lao Tzu said that if he can take you out, he will definitely be able to!" ”；

"You are talking nonsense, if you hadn't made peace on the island at the beginning, Lao Tzu would not have fallen into the hands of the evil spirits later, let alone be deceived by you into this ghost forest!";

The bald man's voice changed from chattering to shouting, and from shouting to screaming, and finally, I handed over the little yellow liquid stored in my body, and poured it into my stomach from the tip of my tongue to my throat by the two "wild men" with body temperature;

Some wanted to vomit, but still insisted on sitting around the tiger girl by the two of them:

"Why is the smell of your divine water so strong, you can't even speak in your throat!" , the bald man's voice was a little hoarse, but I understood, and he understood, that his words were only to break each other's embarrassment;

"Be content, I still have it, and now I'm squeezed dry by the two of you," I said;

"It's like drinking your milk!"

"It's Lao Tzu's milk! Lao Tzu's crotch is deflated! ”

The mute suddenly squinted and gestured, but it meant to say, "Let me touch it?" ”；

......

In the space of dozens of minutes, I asked the bald man to make nearly ten leaf covers, just because one of his "milk" words reminded me;

I found a few small trees that were not petrified on the surface, and used the counterfeit dagger to dig two holes in the trees, the upper one to fix the leaf cover, and the lower one to insert the hollowed-out branch pipe into the small hole, which I had heard many years ago about this method of collecting water, but it was too comfortable to come after all these years of abundant water supply, and I forgot about this ingenuity.

"Do trees produce milk?" The bald man looked at me with a wicked smile on his face and asked;

"How else can you feed the tall branches on the top of the tree?" I didn't want to explain to him what vein supply and trunk nutrient supply were, but replied to the most simple truth;

"You quickly pull Lao Tzu and touch the two big pieces of meat on this big tree, Lao Tzu will go and take two mouthfuls ......";

A bald man is still a bald man, and poverty is his nature, but as soon as the words fell, he turned his head to look at the tiger girl who was still lying on the ground, and then his face was bitter, and he didn't speak again;

"It's okay, she's just a little burnt, she's experienced bigger scenes, you don't have to worry", seeing his strange expression, I comforted;

"Huya is not your daughter-in-law, of course you don't worry! You said you were going to take us out, is there a way? The bald man looked at the tiger with a concerned face, and his bald head was particularly conspicuous under the light of the small rubbing bonfire;

"If she's sober, there's a good chance she'll kill you first... Or is it more likely that they will kill me first? I looked at the notches on the trees, and didn't look back at the bald man, but I believe that the bald thief knew more clearly in his heart than I did: what he had done to this team, to the tiger, to the black bull all these days... Tiger Ya is awake, and he is likely to be the first to be killed.

"She is my woman, she was already my woman when she didn't run away from the tribe with you, of course she woke up and killed you, who kissed and who entered her can still be distinguished";

The bald man picked up a hay stalk at hand and threw it into the bonfire with the soil on the grass roots, and it crackled suddenly, but his tone was full of weakness, and the bald thief must have understood how true his own words were!

Seeing that I was smiling and not speaking, he asked, "Have you figured out a way to get out of here?" We've been here for a long time, and sooner or later those big white meat bugs are cheap! ”；

"The crumbs won't come here, they're going to come early," I said;

"How can you be so sure? You raised those meat bugs? I don't know why, this master has been fighting with me since I opened my eyes this morning...

"Because it's so far from the water, don't you notice? Those meat bugs can't live without water! ", I said, glancing at the bald man;

"The swamp we're going to also has water, and is there the white-fleshed bugs and their red generals too?" , The bald man seemed to remember the red and white insects he encountered in the woodland, and asked with some fear;

"You might as well think about this place where there is no thunder or rain, where does it come from so much water, leave the matter of finding the direction to me", my voice became lower and lower, and since I could not find anything of value in those tree carvings, I used the branches to sketch completely unconsciously on the ground, and the content of the sketch was the direction of the tree carvings that had been found in each other;

This kind of sketching is actually completely meaningless, it is a kind of daze on my part, because there is really nothing else to do at this time, but when I actually finished the tree carving map, I was amazed.