I prayed that the firelight would show Jack the way so he could find us. I really don't have the strength to go out to him again, so I'll wait until dawn. The process of baking clothes is very torturous, the eyelids involuntarily close together, and the body can't sit still, staggering and about to fall crookedly. After a while, the two Laotians fell asleep on the tarpaulin.

The two of them fell asleep irresponsibly, and I had to stay awake even more, so I put on my baked half-dry pants and shoes and socks, and patted my cheek vigorously. I could only stay awake for a moment, and sooner or later I would have to fall asleep while sitting by the fire, so I got up and walked around the fire, the only way to keep myself from falling asleep.

In fact, I did it very reluctantly, I staggered when I walked, and my brain was a little numb. The fire in the fire gradually began to dim, mainly because there was too little firewood in this dry land, and most of the grass collected by Buazon was barren grass, which quickly burned to ashes. In order not to extinguish the fire, and so that I had something to do, so that I did not fall asleep while walking, I picked up my machete and began to cut the grass around the fire. Whether it is green grass or dry grass, cut it and throw it on the fire, so that although the fire is not extinguished, the fire is unexpectedly smaller, and black smoke rises from the part where the wet grass is pressed.

I cut the grass around the fire for a while, and I cut a clearing around the fire, and by this time the fire was completely suppressed by the grass, and few flames jumped out of the grass, but large puffs of black smoke came out. I was so choked that I couldn't stand up, and I bent over to escape from the fire. The two Laotians who were sleeping soundly were very safe, and everyone knew that smoke went up, especially in this extremely humid place, lying on the ground would not be smoked.

I ran all the way to the water's edge, but there was nowhere to run, and when I stood up, I would still be choked by the smoke, so I squatted at the water's edge and waited for the smoke to clear. It's much better to squat, and although it's still a little choking, it's already within the tolerable range. At the same time, after this period of mowing, especially after a period of smoke, I did not seem to be very sleepy, and my head was much clearer.

At this time, I suddenly noticed that the scenery around me became clearer, I had been mowing the grass around the fire just now, and I had not taken any lighting equipment, and I had relied entirely on the light from the fire to light and mow the grass. The cat didn't pay attention to this when he ran here, but now that he calmed down, he found that the grass around him could be seen clearly, and I thought that it was caused by the smoke expelling the fog. Now you can see the fire through the grass, and the two Laotians sleeping next to the fire, although they are still dark, are in a normal line of sight. Under the occasional flames, you can see the smoke still rising from the bones.

The water was also visible, and the smoke dispersed not only the fog from the dry land, but also a large area of the surrounding swamp. The ripples on the surface of the water swayed and slapped on the shore beneath my feet, and looking at the ripples on the surface of the water, I had an indescribable strange feeling. This feeling unnerves me.

It's a gut feeling. If I stood up a little bit, I would choke on my breath and not be able to open my eyes. I stayed at a tolerable height, turned my head and looked around, not hearing anything, not even the sound of the water, and not seeing any moving objects.

I looked at the water from a half-crouched height, and at this time, both the field of vision and the angle changed, and the water surface gave me a different feeling. The ripples on the surface of the water seem to be shaking, but the aquatic plants are too dense, and there are very few water surfaces that can be seen from this angle, and they can only be seen from the gaps in the aquatic plants.

The wind was barely felt in this low place, and I only felt a hint of wind when I climbed up the hill, where the air seemed to be frozen. How can there be no wind to create water waves? A thought popped into my mind: waves caused by human activity. It's Jack?!

I almost jumped up in excitement and shouted at the front, "Jack." ”

The damn Yankee's name was pronounced almost with a closed accent and was not loud when I shouted, so I had to abandon this very inefficient approach and only make a single "whoosh" sound, and howl loudly and a long one. All I have to do is make a sound coordinate, it doesn't matter what you shout, the key is that the sound must travel far.

This long note lasted for nearly two minutes, and I felt that my vocal cords were fully open, and the end sound was like a wolf's howl, and the sound should be very penetrating, and I was a little worried about not misleading Jack for a wolf.

Again, making such a long sound drained the air in my lungs, and when I regained my breath, I realized that I had stood up straight, and I almost choked to death with a large amount of smoke in my lungs. I choked and bent over, coughing violently against the water, mucus in my lungs and a little food in my stomach spraying on the water. I could barely control my balance, and with a violent cough, my body was about to rush forward. I poked the machete in my hand into the water to support my body, my face almost against the water, and my vomit made me want to get out of here myself.

At this time, the water in front of me suddenly shook violently, and my hypoxic brain suddenly tensed, and I reflexively raised my head. At the same time, the surface of the water exploded with a "bang", and a red thing pounced on my eyes.

In such an emergency, my heart may jump out of my mind, but most of the time, my brain can stay awake and even unusually sharp. As the red thing pounced on me, I first had a keen sense that it was a poisonous creature. In nature, poisonous creatures are often displayed in the brightest colors, and the smaller the size, the more obvious this is the appearance, and they are not meant to show off, but as a warning of danger.

Based on this judgment, I did not recklessly shoot it down, but quickly fell backwards, too late to run, and did not even have time to turn back. At the same time, I had a machete in my hand and slammed it at this thing from the side. My body's excellent coordination and accuracy were taken to the extreme at this moment, and the moment I fell to the ground, the red thing was flapped away by me.

I wasn't too surprised to hit it accurately, and I'm still confident in my reaction. My eyes were fixed on the red thing, and the moment it flew up, I could see clearly that it was a crimson snake. At this moment, I really broke out in a cold sweat. I was afraid, but fortunately I made the right judgment.

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