Although, along the way, Fang Ling did propose many times, saying that help me carry the dead mountaineering bag for a while, so that I can be more relaxed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info But, as a man, how could I really let such a weak girl come to the backpack, whether it was machismo or not, anyway, my dignity would never allow me to do this.

Fortunately, the emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and when I gritted my teeth and persevered, and was about to lose my hand, we finally managed to climb over the top of the hill before it was completely dark, found a large rock more than one person high, sat down with our backs against it, and prepared to camp here tonight.

When I put down the heavy mountaineering bag, sat on the ground with my back against the big rock, and looked at the last trace of the sun in the distance, I felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in my heart, which may be the reason why so many people like to climb mountains.

However, this feeling did not last long, and after I sat down to breathe a sigh of relief and drank some water, Fang Ling urged me to hurry up and set up the camping tent for sleeping at night before it was completely dark. After tidying up the ground, she took out two LED rechargeable searchlights from her hiking bag and lit them up. Then he pulled out a few more bottles and cans with strange liquids, poured out some of the liquid, and sprinkled them around the tent.

"What is this?" I asked, struggling to pitch the tent.

"These are potions that can repel insects and ants, I learned from the Wilderness Survival Magazine, and before I came, I tried to mix them myself, and they are said to be very useful, as long as you sprinkle these around the campsite, ordinary snakes, insects, rats and ants will not dare to approach." She replied without looking back.

"Really?" I pitched my tent and tried it, and it felt like it was sturdy enough. So he walked up to her, picked up the bottles that still had some liquid left, and looked at the light of the searchlight, and it felt no different from water.

"Of course, don't knock it over." As she spoke, she ignored me and went back to her hiking bag to pick up something. Then I saw that she had dug out a small stainless steel pot, some chopsticks, canned food, and finally, a kitchen knife, a thick wooden cutting board, and a small pot of oil. Seeing this, my heart instantly collapsed speechlessly.

I said how could this hiking bag be so dead, it turns out that she still has these guys with her, she probably wants to have a camping meal here.

But just when I was depressed, she looked back at me and said, "Don't stand stupidly, quick, build an earthen stove with stones first, and then go get some firewood and come back, I'm good at cooking, aren't you hungry?" ”

"Of course I'm hungry, but it's okay to build an earthen stove, but where are I going to get firewood?" I replied with a wry smile.

"Are you stupid? This is in the mountains, just pick up some dry firewood and come back. She didn't lift her head, and continued to squat and sort out the pots and pans, and answered as a matter of course.

"Eldest sister, stand up, can you take a look at the surroundings?" I was so angry that I was about to walk up to her and pull her to her feet.

"What's wrong?" Fang Ling looked at me inexplicably and asked.

"What's wrong? Do you see where there are trees around here? Without trees, where can you get dry firewood? "I'm starting to wonder if her so-called wilderness survival knowledge is really practical, and it's probably just on paper.

"Hay will do the same." After looking around suspiciously, she still had to force her words.

"Sister, it's August, it's the rainy season in Yunnan, where do you want me to find hay for you? What are you doing with all these pots and pans? Aside from giving me a weight-bearing workout, it's not useful in the wild. Are you really going to be having a picnic at a scenic campsite? "Thinking of the exhaustion and exhaustion of today's day, even the soles of my feet are blistered with blood, and the things I carry are actually useless for these farts, my temper is about to be suppressed.

"And what about our dinner?" Seeing that I was a little angry, Fang Ling, who knew that she was at a loss, asked a little aggrieved.

Seeing her somewhat pitiful expression, I was embarrassed to lose my temper again, picked up the canned food, looked at it and replied: "Fortunately, these cans are ready-to-eat foods that can be eaten immediately, you bring the can opener, let's eat it directly." "I now regret that I left the work of preparing camping tools and food to her.

"Oh." She responded obediently and went to look through the hiking bag, but after a while, she walked back again, her face was even more twisted, and she said in a slurred voice: "That, Siyuan, I ......"

"You can't forget to bring a can opener, do you?" I vaguely guessed this possibility and asked tentatively.

As a result, after she nodded awkwardly, she buried her head low, not daring to look at me, looking like a primary school student after making a mistake. What else can I say when I see her look like this? I really don't even have the strength to be angry. I thought to myself, why is a girl who is usually quite clever, but she is so stupid, and she is so out of control? I had to say helplessly: "Forget it, fortunately, you at least brought a kitchen knife, otherwise we would have to hit it with a stone." ”

After I tried my best to crack the can in the most savage way, we finally had dinner.

Eating this cold and unpalatable canned food, I can't help but start to miss our hearty breakfast. I knew that even if it was inconvenient to carry, I should have brought all the leftovers with me, even if it was cold, it should be better than these ready-to-eat foods.

After hastily coping with dinner, although it was unpalatable, I finally recovered some strength, so I took out the sleeping bag from my hiking bag, handed it to Fang Ling, and asked her to go into the tent to sleep, while I helped her stay outside. To be honest, I'm actually sleepy, but I still need to solve a big problem of camping, and that is "fire" as a light source.

After all, we're not camping in scenic campsites right now, and there's little to no security. To put it bluntly, there are wilderness all around, except for the grave bag, which is a weed pile, and I don't find it strange that anything appears at this time.

And seriously, to me now, beasts are more terrible than ghosts. Because, just now when I was eating, I seemed to faintly hear a few howls in the distance, and I didn't know whether it was a wolf or a wild dog or some other beast. Whatever it is, it's a hidden danger for us. If in this case, the light source is lost, it is even more dangerous.

However, the LED rechargeable searchlight prepared by Fang Ling could not last for a night, so I had to find a way to make a fire before the searchlight went out, anyway, the best tool to defend against these beasts in the dark night was "fire".

After thinking about it again and again, I counted the contents of my hiking bag, and I determined the last thing I could light up: clothes, a wooden cutting board, and the small pot of oil.

Hearing Fang Ling's even breathing from inside the tent, it seemed that the girl had fallen asleep. So, in order to save power, I first turned off the power of one searchlight and used only the other searchlight for illumination. Then he began to laboriously use a kitchen knife to split the wooden cutting board vertically into strips of wood that were easy to burn.

Xiang Xiang, who was depressed while splitting: If I can see Mu Zihan after going back safely this time, I have to ask that kid to give me a salary increase, only 3,000 yuan a month, which is really a loss.

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )