The stone was relatively dry, and I put Aning's body down, and several people, exhausted, sat down to rest.

The fat man tried to start a smokeless stove, but he couldn't find any of his luggage, and it seemed that it had fallen out in the chaos last night, and he couldn't make a fire, so he made do with the lamp cotton on the fuel can. Surprisingly, the swamp here turned out to be saltwater, and it seemed to be connected by a large salt marsh nearby, but fortunately the rain washed down from the canyon, and there was basically no smell on the mouth, otherwise we might have had a problem drinking water. I put a few disinfectant tablets in the first place and boiled some tea to drink. Then fetch water to wash your body.

After soaking in the water for a night, the skin on my body was wrinkled, my shoes were taken off, my feet were all soaked white, and the skin fell off when I buttoned them, even if I fastened the upper of my shoes, after taking off my socks, I could still see a small thing similar to a leech on my feet sucking on my feet, and I burned them to death with a dagger. If you look at it in front of you, you can't tell what kind of bug it is.

However, if the swamp is saltwater, the number of insects should be relatively small, at least there are unlikely to be saltwater leeches here, which is great news for us to enter the depths of the swamp.

Panzi handed me his cigarette and said that it was earth smoke, and he asked Tashi for it when he parted, and he could get wet. This kind of cháo wet method here, people will soak it in a week, and take a few sips on top, so as not to be able to walk when you are old.

I took it and smoked it, the cigarette was wrapped in a plastic bag, but after such a toss last night, it was also cháo, and I choked after a few puffs, and the tears flowed, but I did feel it, and I don't know if it was physical or psychological, and I felt a lot clearer when I smoked it, and the fatigue was not so obvious all of a sudden.

The fat man also asked him for it, and Panzi pinched half of it for him. He clicked a few bites and it was gone, and he didn't give it if he asked for Panzi. At this time, we saw that the stuffy oil bottle was silent, looking at the swamp on the side thoughtfully, Panzi probably felt embarrassed to miss him, so he also handed him half of it. I thought he wouldn't take it, but he didn't expect him to take it, but he didn't order it, but put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Damn, little brother, don't spoil things if you don't know how to smoke." The fat man protested, "This thing is not for eating." ”

"You know a fart, eating tobacco is much more energetic than smoking, and in Yunnan and Myanmar, there are more people chewing." Pan Zi said, but after speaking, he also felt puzzled, so he looked at the stuffy oil bottle: "But look at the little brother, you don't look like an old smoking gun?" How do you know to chew tobacco leaves? Have you run a boat? ”

The stuffy oil bottle shook his head, chewed a few bites, and spit the tobacco on his hand to smear the wound on his palm. I glanced at it, and saw that the flesh of his palm was white and turned up, although there was no blood, but obviously the high temperature here also made it difficult for the wound to heal, and after applying it, he looked at Panzi, who stared at him with suspicion and distrust, but he still didn't say anything, and turned his head to look at the swamp on the side, and ignored us.

We are also used to such a situation, the stuffy oil bottle seems to be secretive about his own situation, but I understand that a large part of these questions even he does not know the answer, "a person who appears out of thin air, has no past, no future, and does not seem to have any connection with the world", this is his evaluation of himself, and it is really appropriate to think about it occasionally.

Stripped naked, coupled with the evaporation of water on the body, I felt a little comfortable, and felt a little relieved, the fat man took out the compressed jerky for us to eat, and we munched on the tea, and I didn't know what it tasted like, in short, the stomach was full. As soon as my stomach was full, I was sleepy, so Panzi used his backpack and the contents to build a place to block the sun, he put it on guard, and a few of us shrank in. Everyone knew that after entering the swamp, there might never be a chance to rest again, and now it was a benefit to have a good sleep, and there was no superfluous thought, as soon as I lay down, my eyes were almost black, and I fell asleep.

It was dark, and I didn't know how long I slept. I woke up in a daze, but found that it was dark all around, and I was sticky, and I rubbed my eyes to see that it was dark and it was raining again. Panzi was lying on one side of the luggage and was also asleep, and the fat man was next to me, snoring, and the stuffy oil bottle was also sleeping deeply with his face facing inward.

The fuel cans in the distance were still burning, but the rain was blue and couldn't shine far. I took out the wind lamp and lit the flame, and then tried to wake up the other people, only to realize that something was wrong.

It turned out that the sleeping bag wrapped in A-Ning's body on one side was opened for someone at some point, and A-Ning's upper body was exposed.