The teammates who were hunted and imprisoned at the bottom of the lake were hunted by insect cysts, and many of them were rescued ashore.

I couldn't hold on any longer, and lay on the very wet grass, gulping in the fresh air. The smell of fragrant and sweet flowers and trees drove away the foul air accumulated in the lungs, and people suddenly became much refreshed.

The teammates began to get up from the grass one after another, and one by one slowly regained their vitality, but fortunately, only a few people who were rescued at the end suffered minor corrosion burns, and there were a lot of blisters on their arms and thighs, but there was no major problem. Then someone remembered that Ugin had told him that the raccoon algae in the lake were completely harmless, so he began to settle accounts with Ugin.

Ugin was like a great rebel, and he kept compensating everyone with a depressed face, and then let everyone lie down and rest, and swore that he would catch a few big fish for a while and give everyone a good patch.

After a sudden disaster, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted and frightened. I told everyone to set up a hammock in the woods and then prepared to go with Ugin to the south side of the island forest to catch a few fish and comfort their frightened teammates.

The fat man insisted on going together, so the three of us came to the south side of the island forest, where the river was very gentle and shallow.

As soon as I thought that the Hezhe tribe was very good at fishing, I couldn't help but ask Ugin, "You are from the Hezhe tribe, how can you not know the nature of water?" ”

Ugin scratched his head a little embarrassed and said, "I like to read at home and rarely go outside to play, so I don't know how to swim." ”

I looked at Ugin's fair skin. Heart said: I can really see that he is a veritable scholar.

Although I am also a scholar, I was as wild as a fat man when I was a child. I like to play everywhere in the mountains and get into trouble everywhere. So climbing trees, swimming, fighting, no, I won't. It's just that there is no comparison between the skills and those who really know kung fu. That's just because among the inverted fighting craftsmen, there are people who don't know one-and-a-half-trick punches and kicks, so I seem a little incompetent among them, like a weak scholar. But in a fight with ordinary ordinary people, I will never lose, after all, I am also an inverted fighting craftsman honed with real guns and live ammunition in a tomb with extremely terrifying ghosts and heavy mechanisms!

Although Ugin can't swim, he has good fishing skills, and he skillfully manages to hold a branch that is not thick or thin. It quickly became a harpoon with a rope attached to an iron plug. Then wade through the knee-high river and start plugging in the fish. As a result, it was only a blink of an eye, and he made a quick shot and accurately inserted a big fish. And the fat man and I fluttered in the water for a long time, and we didn't catch a single fish, but fortunately, Ugin was very skilled, and caught more than a dozen large and small fish.

We threaded the rope through the gills of the fish, carried a large string of fish, and returned with a full load.

The meadows on the shores of the lake are relatively open. I felt safe to make a fire here away from the woods.

The damp grass and waterlogged branches make it very laborious to start a fire. Everyone tried their best to breastfeed. It was not easy to set up the fire, and then the fish that Guide You had packed up and put it on the branches. Stick it in front of the fire and grill it.

Ugin was filling the fire with wood as he said to the fat man beside him, "Fat brother." You are also from the Northeast, so do you know what fish are in Heilongjiang? ”

The fat man immediately said excitedly: "How don't I know! Three flowers, five Luo, eighteen sons, and seventy-two miscellaneous fish. When I was a kid, I didn't eat less of these fish! ”

Ugin's face was shiny from the fire, and he asked the fat man with a smile, "Then do you know how to eat the best fish?" ”

The fat man looked at the grilled fish that had been roasted brown and oiled by the fire, and said with a drool, "Of course I ate it roasted." ”

After hearing this, Ugin shook his head and said, "Our Hezhen tribe has a world delicacy called "Taraka", which is what Chinese calls "killing fish". Just from the selection of materials, it is necessary to be very particular, the fish must be extremely fresh, and not fat or thin carp or trout. First, the knife is attached to the backbone of the fish, the fish meat on both sides of the fish's body is sliced, and then the fish is shredded on the fish skin, and then put it in a basin after being removed, and the vinegar is poured over the fish, which is called "shaking". The fish skin with fish scales should not be discarded, the fish skin is grilled on the charcoal fire, and after the fish scales are roasted to burst pieces and exude a good smell of burnt fragrance, then remove the fish scales on the fish skin, and then cut the clean and strong fish skin into shreds and mix it into the fish bowl; Then mix with shredded potatoes blanched in boiling water, mung bean sprouts, poplar peel, leek, spinach; Finally, sprinkle chili oil and sesame oil, vinegar, a little cane sugar, salt, chopped green onion, minced garlic, minced ginger, minced coriander, etc. and mix well. When eating raw fish, it must be paired with a high degree of liquor, so that it can be regarded as a real good meal. ”

After listening to Ugin's story, the fat man immediately clicked his mouth with greed, and the others couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Although Fat Man and I grew up in the Northeast, we have never eaten authentic fish. Because when we were young, we were catching up with the years of green and yellow, not to mention killing fish, even if there was a fish to eat, it was estimated that there were not even fish bones left. And our hometown is not as rich as the "North Okura" here.

The grilled fish was ready to eat, and everyone had a full meal, and they had forgotten the aftermath of the catastrophe.

In front of the island is a lake full of ugly insect traps, from which guò can no longer be reached, so the route turns south again, around a large bay, and returns to the original route.

But along the way, he still did not leave the sphere of influence of the island forest. During the journey, I couldn't help but wonder if the route was accurate with You's guide.

Normally, if we detour south, we should be back in the swampy wetlands, but we are still walking through the island forest, is it the wrong way?

"The Sanjiang Plain is divided into wetlands of various sizes by several tributaries of the river, including a variety of landforms, such as meadow plains, island forests, swamps and even wide rivers and lakes. All the landforms are intricately intertwined, and there are no clear boundaries or localities, so don't worry. ”

I heard the always steady guide You explain, and the heart that had been hanging finally fell, but it was still very unsteady. It may be that the initial feeling of appreciating the beauty of wetlands has been evaporated. Now, it's time to brace yourself and fight carefully.

Always remember, never underestimate, the power of nature.

After passing through countless large and small island forests, the sky was already dark in the blink of an eye, and the team had to stop to rest.

The night was very peaceful, everyone was tired, the first half of the night, still by the smoke man's brother night owl to keep vigil, the second half of the night decided to be kept by me. But Zha Ling'er said that I was tired from going into the water to save people during the day, and my ankle was injured again, and I needed a good rest, so I begged her seventh uncle to come and watch the second half of the night.

Zha Laoqi smiled bitterly and said to me, "The female university is not staying." Then he put away the iron fan in his hand and agreed to Zha Ling'er's request.

I was very embarrassed by Zha Laoqi's words and wanted to stick to my opinion. But I had been soaking in the water during the day, and my body was so tired that I didn't even eat dinner, so I fell asleep in the hammock.

I slept comfortably and soundly all night, waking up early in the morning. But my whole body was sore, and it was difficult to get up from the hammock, especially from the ankle that I had injured yesterday, and there was a piercing pain in my heart, which made me feel very bad. I can't help but secretly pray in my heart that the injury to my ankle should not be inflamed in this harsh environment.

After enduring the soreness, I finally jumped from the hammock and found that the woods were full of fog and visibility. The thick fog, like a fluctuating stream of water, flowed freely in the air.

After breakfast, the thick fog still did not dissipate and subside, and I couldn't help but be a little worried.

Guide You said very plainly: "The wetland is heavy in water vapor, and it is normal for there to be fog in this warm season. ”

I'm used to being prepared for danger in times of peace, so it's hard to put my mind at ease. As it turned out, my fears were right.

Although the clouds and mist in the island forest are too big to see the road, the time to travel can not be delayed any longer. After everyone had packed up, they began to walk through the dense foggy island forest, which made the march even more difficult. From time to time, people would accidentally fall on the slippery ground and the branches that fell off the ground, and the team walked and stopped, moving at a very slow speed like a turtle crawling.

It was already past noon, and the fog around it still hadn't dissipated. Thankfully, the team finally made it through the slippery island forest to a large swampy wetland.

The turquoise meadows and mossy swamps echo each other, harmoniously intertwined and clustered together.

You led the group through the sturdy meadows, but sometimes had to wade through water.

Zhaozhao fog seems to be glued to the air and becomes one, like lovers in love, and they can't be separated at all. Traveling in a thick fog, the most feared thing is to get lost. The fog shrouded the humid swamp like a white veil, causing the team to unknowingly embark on a lost path from which they never returned.

When the guide noticed that he was lost, he immediately notified me urgently, and I immediately asked the team to stop advancing. The crowd sat around a damp meadow and unfolded the map.

However, because of the thick fog, it was impossible to see any reference objects around it, and even the sun in the sky was completely and tightly blocked. There were not even a single tree around, only patches of moss and grass scattered in the river, and some lonely floating on the muddy swamp.

All around the crowd, there was only the sound of the river flowing slowly, and it was as silent as night. (To be continued......)