The raft had already taken shape, it was impossible to want to renovate, he didn't have that much time. Ye Xuan could only find as many dead wooden sticks as possible, no matter how long or short they were, and tied them all to the raft.

As the number of dead trees increases, the shape of the raft becomes more and more strange, but the buoyancy increases.

Ten minutes later, Ye Xuan clapped his hands and pushed the raft into the river again, and said at the same time: "At present, I have only reached this point, if the raft is not good, then I can only spend the night by the river tonight." ”

Looking at the raft floating on the water, Ye Xuan took a deep breath and climbed onto the raft with trepidation.

This time did not disappoint him, the raft only sank slightly a few centimeters, and carried him steadily on the river.

"Haha, it worked! Survival, let's go home!"

Ye Xuan laughed loudly, pressed his long stick against the bank, and pushed the raft towards the center of the river little by little.

As soon as the raft leaves the shallow water on the shore, the current pushes the raft slowly downstream.

Feeling the speed of the raft getting faster and faster, Ye Xuan said with a smile on his face: "It seems that my survival route is very successful. Drifting down the river is many times faster than navigating through the jungle, which not only saves effort, but also protects me from poisonous snakes, insects and wild animals. ”

It was close to five o'clock, and the afterglow of the evening sun dyed the entire river golden.

Sitting on the raft, Ye Xuan comfortably enjoyed the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait, and chatted with the audience in the live broadcast room from time to time, which was particularly leisurely.

The audience in the live broadcast room also knows that this episode of the wilderness survival show will end soon. Although it has only been on the air for five days, at this moment, the audience has already fallen in love with Ye Xuan and the wilderness live broadcast. As a result, the audience was a little reluctant and launched a barrage one after another.

"It's over, I've been used to watching the patriarch's live broadcast these days, what should I do in the next days. ”

"Patriarch, why don't you go back to the primeval rainforest for a few more days!"

"Exciting and exciting, but not at all enjoyable, when will the next episode of the patriarch start?"

"+1! Patriarch, don't end it so soon, you go back and broadcast for a few more days. ”

"It seems that the next issue will have to wait for half a month. ”

"God TM half a month, take the customs!"

"Brothers of the optimistic family, I want the patriarch to broadcast a few more days of deduction 1!"

Suddenly, the entire screen of the live broadcast room was covered by countless 111s!

Let yourself go back for a few more days?

Looking at the barrage on his mobile phone, Ye Xuan said with black lines on his face: "It's not that I'm not broadcasting, what you say is the same as life and death." You can rest assured that the next episode will definitely start broadcasting within half a month. ”

"What, the next issue will be broadcast tomorrow?" Ye Xuan was immediately amused by these audiences, and could only spread his hands and explain helplessly: "Brothers, surviving in the wilderness is not an outing vacation, how can you just go if you say it." I've got to have to make preparations, right? I have to study and plan the general route for survival, right? I've got to rest for two days, right? Even if I don't need any of the above, it will take me at least a few days to get to the next live broadcast location non-stop. ”

Ye Xuan knew that this was just a way for the audience to express their love, and as for those viewers who threatened to cancel their attention, they were just ridiculing, and in a blink of an eye, they contributed all the fish balls they had saved so hard to him.

In the end, it was easy to say that the audience was finally settled. But the price paid for this is that within these 15 days, he must start at least one live broadcast, and the time cannot be less than 5 hours.

As the sun sets in the west, scattered fiery clouds in the sky indicate that night is about to fall.

After drifting along the river for more than half an hour on a raft, it was obvious that the speed of the current was beginning to slow down. At this moment, Ye Xuan finally saw a person.

On the left bank in front of him, there was a middle-aged uncle in camouflage uniform, carrying a bucket to fetch water by the river. Suddenly, seeing Ye Xuan riding a bamboo raft upstream, the middle-aged uncle was a little confused for a while.

Seeing someone, Ye Xuan's face was full of surprise, and he hurriedly adjusted the direction of the bamboo raft with a wooden stick, and after approaching the shore, he jumped ashore with agile movements. It was only then that the middle-aged uncle reacted. Looking up and down at Ye Xuan, who was extremely embarrassed, the middle-aged uncle asked with a puzzled expression, "Baby, what are you doing?"

Seeing the middle-aged uncle's vigilant look, and also glancing at his backpack, Ye Xuan suddenly understood that this uncle regarded himself as a poacher. It's no wonder that there are many protected wild animals in Jianfeng Ridge, such as black-crested gibbons, slope deer, clouded leopards, and more. Every year, poachers take risks to come in and catch wild animals for profit.

Ye Xuan hurriedly explained: "Uncle, I'm not poaching. I'm a hiker, and this is a certificate from the police station!"

As he spoke, he took off his backpack, opened it, and took out a certificate from the waterproof bag and handed it to him.

Last time in Changbai Mountain, when I saw Uncle Wang for the first time, he was almost sent to the police station because he was suspected of being a poacher. So Ye Xuan learned a lesson, and asked the local police station to open a certificate of innocence before coming. Generally speaking, proof of innocence is rarely used in China, and most people are not even aware that there is such a certificate. It is only required for the bar exam or for a visa to a certain country.

But for Ye Xuan, it can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

This uncle should be the forest ranger here, and if he doesn't have this certificate, he will inevitably have to waste his tongue again. The key is that he has a dagger on him, and if the other party really calls the police, even if he does not poach, he will be fined and detained for carrying controlled knives. Sure enough, looking at the certificate handed over by Ye Xuan, and quietly glancing at the empty backpack, the middle-aged uncle suddenly let down his vigilance, his expression relaxed, and asked with curiosity: "Xiaowa, I am the forest guard here, where are you going now?"

"Uncle, I'm going back now. How far is that from the nearest town?"

"The nearest town is Da'an Town, which is not far away, but at this point, I'm afraid it's too late for you to go down the mountain. The middle-aged uncle pointed to the sunset that was about to set, spoke strange Mandarin, and greeted: "Baby, you can get together with me tonight, and go down the mountain tomorrow!"

Perhaps knowing that the live broadcast was about to end, the audience took advantage of the last time to keep sending barrages.

"Uncle, catch the patriarch quickly, don't let him escape. ”

"Set fire to the mountain, and sit in the prison. The patriarch is inside to prevent fire, catch him quickly. ”

"There is a gibbon in the patriarch's backpack, call the police!"

"This uncle is as enthusiastic as Uncle Wang!"

"By the way, who is Uncle Wang?"

"Haha, as soon as I say Uncle Wang, I think of the electronic watch. ”

"The black history of the patriarch, laughing and peeing. ”

Ye Xuan ignored the barrage in the live broadcast room, and said gratefully to the middle-aged uncle: "That's okay, thank you in advance." My name is Ye Xuan, what do you call uncle?"

"What's the matter? My name is Fu Tian. ”

The middle-aged uncle waved his hand and took the lead in front with a wooden barrel.

No wonder he always felt that his uncle's Mandarin was very strange, it turned out to be from the Li ethnic group. In the culture of the Li people, this name refers to the children in the bamboo field, and after the sinicization, it is called Futian.

The two chatted all the way, and after ten minutes, the sky began to darken, and a simple dry-bar bamboo house appeared in front of them.