Chapter 13: Fog
In the early morning, a fog obscured the dark sky, and the whole island was covered by fog, and even more so over the island's huts.
If there is a large ship sailing on the boundless sea, there will be no trace of the island in the vision, only a misty place can be seen in the distance.
No wonder this small island has not been discovered for several years, after the sinking of the famous large passenger liner, the relevant departments dispatched countless personnel to search for the surviving refugees nearby, and it was also such foggy weather near the sea area where the accident occurred, although the desert island was not far away, but it has been shrouded in fog, no one found this island, and no one knew that four young men and women who were killed on this small island survived.
Now that the times have changed, no one will deliberately come to look for anything, and if you want to be discovered here, you can only wait for the opportunity.
I saw more and more fog, and the visibility was extremely low, as if there was a veil in front of me, slowly unfolding in the vast world, and the air seemed to be compressed into a white viscous, forming a rich white mist.
The white fog is like a veil, enveloping the green trees and mountains on the island, and the fog is like the waves in the sea rolling up layer upon layer, and like the snow peaks on the high mountains, so that people can't see the edge at a glance, only feel the boundless pressure roaring, wrapping people around tightly, forming a wet area, rampant on the island.
Last night, the bamboo bed was not done, but fortunately, Murong Ji was kneeling, and there was one less person on the big bed, so it was relaxed.
Xinran muttered to himself, if there are tools, is it so difficult to make a bamboo bed! It has been completed a long time ago, and now we can only wait patiently.
I don't know if my energy has nowhere to vent; or the role of gastronomy; Or in order to divert the target, Haoqi held a piece of wood in his hand, used a fruit knife to cut the sawdust inside little by little, stared at the wood in his hand with both eyes, and accurately cut off the part inside.
Look at its shape is a wooden bowl, and I don't know how many days the carving can be successful, and I am glad to know that the wooden bowl is not easy to come by, and the regret in the eyes of these men after the bowl is broken.
Murong Ji knelt in the corner of the wall with his head down, his chestnut curls were unusually soft and sticking to his scalp, no longer had the publicity just now, and he didn't dare to argue anything, if he did anything else, he was convinced that the boss might throw him into the sea in a fit of anger and leave him to fend for himself.
When he was bored, he used his evil eyes to look at the expressions of several people, especially to study Xinran's face, but he didn't see a trace of Ni Duan, only found that the other party's eyes were exceptionally bright in the dim light, this change made her body shape change greatly, although she was thin and weak, but full of charm, could it be that the woman who gave birth to a child would be more lethal to the opposite sex than before, or he himself had not been in contact with a woman for a long time, and he was puzzled when he saw the sow.
Looking at the boss again, his expression was still the same, but he didn't even look at him with his eyelids, which showed that his anger had not subsided.
happily coaxed the child wholeheartedly, the child's attraction seemed to be above all else, as if to compensate for the fault of the child, the corner of her eyes swept over Haoqi, as if she hadn't seen it.
Haoqi only had the wooden bowl in front of him in his eyes, as if other things had nothing to do with him, and his serious work expression was like the music he played during the day, and he was immersed in it, like a special model of a painting master, moving in silence, bringing out a beautiful posture.
Murong Ji felt uncomfortable in his heart, there are only a few people in this family, why did he become a lonely person, he just loves to talk, laugh, and reveal his heart, why no one likes him, it stands to reason that his force value is far higher than that of the second child, how can he be regarded as a character at home, why is he not welcomed, the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes.
He could only see that everyone was falling asleep, and the hut was quiet, and he couldn't hold on, and his head was tilted on the chair, or rather, on the wooden pier to sleep.
When the fog lifted, the hut was invaded everywhere, and it carried the wind through the house, enveloping several sleeping men and women, and ravaging them wantonly.
When she woke up happily, she found that there was a fog in front of her, shaking in front of her eyes like cotton wool, and in the blink of an eye she felt the wonderful changes of the fog, stretched out her hand, but she couldn't touch anything, only a few water stains on her skin, so that people could feel the existence of the mist, but it seemed that there was no end to the rolling mountains.
She looked at the other men as if she was used to it, and there was no surprise at all, could it be that such foggy weather often existed?
Murong Ji was still kneeling on the ground, there was a voice in the room, and he also came to his senses, through the mist, his eyes were revolving around Long Tianba, expecting the other party to be gracious.
Long Tianba seemed to forget that Murong Ji was kneeling on the ground, got up and washed up, and after a few people finished eating, they didn't care about Murong Ji kneeling on the side at all.
He carefully tied his hair with his ribs, walked outside, saw the mist covering the island again, sighed, and was about to walk into the distance.
Murong Ji couldn't resist the temptation of freedom, and shouted in a pleading voice: "Big brother! The voice choked up, and his eyes were fixed on the figure of the boss outside the door.
Long Tianba didn't look back and whispered, "Let's go!" ”
Murong Ji, who was already familiar with the other party's habits, immediately jumped up as if he heard the amnesty order, maybe he knelt on the ground for a long time, staggered, moved his joints with grinning teeth, hungry, and chased him out regardless of it, his face was radiant, he glanced at Haoqi and Xinran in the room, the show off color in his eyes was revealed, and the maroon curls were raised, and there was no trace of malaise.
The corners of Xinran's lips curled, Murong Ji was really good at scarring and forgetting the pain, he was simply mentally retarded and brain-dead, like a doll a few years old.
She wondered how to hunt in such weather, could it be that the animals were all specimens, and they couldn't catch them, and with curiosity, she asked Haoqi, who had not yet entered the working state: "Husband, on such a foggy day, do they still go hunting today?" ”
Haoqi looked at her: "In this kind of weather, unless you go hunting, you are going to catch fish." ”
I was glad to see the backs of the two disappearing, how to catch fish in such weather! But catching fish must be fun.
At this time, the two of them had already walked into the fog, Long Tianba frowned deeply, and he was contemplating while walking, he must store enough food in the summer, and when the winter comes, a few people will not starve to death, and one more person will have more strength, this favor was given to Murong Ji, and when he heard the footsteps with different rhythms behind him, he slowed down his pace of progress.
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