Yes, I wanted to learn it, but the bamboo was too thin, he didn't learn this, he tried it twice, and continued to try after sliding down, and after trying more than ten times, he was finally able to get a little distance from the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But I can't be happy too early in everything, and when I climb the bamboo, and I am already a foot away from the ground, let the crazy thing happen.

The bamboo couldn't bear his weight and was bent......

Fortunately, the climb is not high, and although it hurts a little to fall, it is better than climbing to a high place and falling.

The toughness of this bamboo is not bad, and it fell off the good, and it got off well and returned to its original state. Standing upright, like an unyielding immortal, full of pride.

Like, the guy above!

Looking up again, there was still the figure of the man from before above the bamboo.

“......”

Tricked.

Although these bamboos are not as weird as those in the weird peach garden, these bamboos are three feet high when they look up, and it is a great challenge for those who are injured to get out of here.

Fortunately, there are no wild beasts here, and because of this, today's dinner is afraid that it will not be settled.

There was a gurgling sound from the shriveled stomach, and a shy flush appeared on the nice face, but fortunately no one heard it, otherwise it would be a shame.

As the sky gets darker, it is impossible to get out of the bamboo forest today.

The skills of survival in the wild, yes, can be described as ignorant, like a newborn baby. I didn't find anything to eat, but I wondered if I wanted to eat bamboo. But the bamboo here is too hard to bite into.

I saw some budding bamboo shoots on the ground, and my eyes lit up.

These, is it not edible!

Before it was completely dark, I quickly started digging up. There are a lot of bamboo shoots here, so you should be able to dig a lot of them before dark.

At night, the bamboo forest is secluded, and the crooked moon hangs high in the sky, emitting a soft light to guide the lost. The wind at night is cold, and a gentle blow will make people feel cold and biting.

It is good to dig bamboo shoots and have mud on your hands, pat your hands, pat the soil on the bamboo shoots, bite off a layer of skin, and bite towards the tender white bamboo shoots.

These were the most unpalatable things he had ever eaten, sour and astringent, but he had to eat them.

If you don't eat, you'll be hungry......

Growing up so big, has he ever been so depressed before?

There shouldn't be, although he has amnesia, but the habits engraved in his bones, as well as the secrets on his body, no matter how you look at him, he should have been born in a family with a good environment.

What kind of people are his parents?

I don't think he's a sad person, and this kind of emotion is not suitable for him.

However, the eyes seemed to be moist.

It's really unproductive, it must have been blinded by the wind and sand.

He also has times when he deceives himself.

Rare elegance, biting bamboo shoots over and over again, thinking about the past, what kind of person was he before.

The fingers are slender, tender and white, like a woman's hand, and there are few calluses. In the past, he must have been a delicate son. It's different from those who are extraordinary and indifferent.

He didn't stay in Yan for a long time, and the people he knew a little bit were Mingpin and Bufan.

Extraordinary is the leg speed that has been practiced by running for life all year round, even if there is no healing strength, it doesn't matter, as long as he has a skill, as long as he can survive, he is willing to do anything.

Mingpin's personality is caused by illusion. Although he couldn't understand Mingpin's experience, that scene must have been full of blood. Those who have survived from the pile of dead must not be afraid of death. But he was in fear, fearing that the indifference would collapse, and that fear would go through purgatory again. Because there is still hope in my heart, I will be afraid of the past and desperate to leave!

Everyone has their own beliefs, so what about him. Aside from the instinctive feeling that he had forgotten something very important, it seemed that he did not have any firm beliefs.

Not before, not now, ...... in the future Will there be?

If leaving here is a faith, then it is.

Leaving the bamboo forest, it took three days. Even he himself thought it was incredible. But when he wandered inside, no matter how he walked, the bamboo forest was like a large labyrinth, and he was trapped in this labyrinth. In the end, he was able to come out, because he relied on his memory and walked back little by little.

Seeing the familiar little bamboo house, a smile of relief finally appeared on his good face.

This shouldn't be a hallucination, it should be real, he really came out.

But yes, I didn't rejoice for long.

Boom!

If you are overworked, your body will not be able to bear it.

When I woke up again, yes, I was awakened hungry.

Somebody caught a fish today, and a fire was making a fire not far away, and tonight's dinner was it. The man smeared some condiments on the grilled fish, and with the charcoal fire, the aroma could spread to ten miles away.

I was lost in the bamboo forest for three days and two nights, and the only thing I could eat was the bitter bamboo shoots. Eaten raw, it also has an earthy flavor. These three days are good, and they are just to cushion the stomach. I can't eat very much.

The hazy eyes saw the firelight not far away, and he snorted and asked about the fragrance coming from the air, and the good stomach was very spineless. Seeing the face of the grilled fish man not far away, I didn't know what to do for a while.

They weren't acquaintances, they didn't even have a friendship, and although they didn't know why he had appeared in the small bamboo hut before, they were sure that it wasn't this person who brought him in.

And he doesn't have a good face for him, does he still want to go over and touch his head?

Thinking about it, it's not bad to be timid.

He didn't even have the courage to get close.

The man who grilled the fish didn't know if he didn't see it or if he deliberately ignored him at all, and did his own thing.

Seeing that the fish in front of him appeared an attractive golden color, coupled with the smell of fish emanating from it, the man happily picked up the wooden branch that pierced the fish's body, and felt the bursts of heat coming from the fish's body, and the man blew it gently.

Ever since I saw the grilled fish, I haven't taken my eyes off it.

His stomach kept barking, he was hungry, if it weren't for his good endurance, it is estimated that his saliva would have flowed out at this time.

Seeing the grilled fish being eaten with relish, it was the first time that I felt so terrible to be hungry. It's as if a man eats not fish, but his meat.

He wanted to shout and let go of the grilled fish for me.

"That ......" was still imposing, but when he opened his mouth, it flattened down like a leaky balloon, "You ......"

The man ignored him, eating grilled fish over and over again, looking good coldly. There was no expression on the man's face, but he knew that he must be impatient with him by now.

Standing up, in this dim night, only this cluster of fire was the brightest, and he raised his courage and walked over with his head held high.