However, there are a lot of wild vegetables and wild fruits on the road, and everyone picks a lot along the way, including wild strawberries, wild onions, rock ears, heavy buildings, melons, small cherries and figs, as well as some sweet horns and a few wild yams.

The dogs and the little wolves gathered around, watching vigilantly for any animals to come along, and the father was more serious than happy, trying to find out why the wild men had led them here, and where they were going.

Walking and walking, my father felt that something was wrong, obviously going down the hillside, but it felt that he was indeed going up, and then he saw that there were no high and low bushes around, some were just continuous dense grass, some places were piles of sand and gravel, and some places were like a collapsed wall, forming a long line, and some places were high and low, as if there had been different courtyards up and down here before, and later the traces of these places became more and more obvious, and in some places there were even stone mills that had been polished by wind and rain, stone mills, stone aqueducts.

Father looked back at the place where they had spent the night, and it was already ethereal in the thin green, and he could find it somewhere—but he remembered that they had not gone far.

Seeing that it was not early, the father hurriedly called the children to rush back, and they had to return to the grass hut before dark, otherwise it would be troublesome to spend the night in this empty field.

On the way back, everyone trotted all the way, hurried and hurried, and the grass shed finally showed its appearance in the bushes, and everyone was relieved.

But the father turned around, and looked at the place where they had just been, and the place where they had found the stone mills, but he could not tell the direction, and when he looked closely, it turned out that the place was just in the middle of several mountain passes, and if he didn't get it right, he would have confused the direction, and fortunately the little ones remembered the way they had come and gone. Everyone's feelings are not wrong.

When I got into the hut, it was already dark.

The father hurriedly blocked the door with stones and thorns with the children, and arranged for the eldest son and the second son to stand guard, and divided all the dogs and wolves into two layers and guarded around the fire, and then lit the fire and cooked.

Watch the firelight sway in the grass hut. Everyone's hearts are steady.

They used water that they had gathered by the river after chopping wood during the day, and after cooking some wild vegetables and broth, and letting the dogs and wolves take turns to eat, the owners began to eat.

As soon as my father grabbed a bone and gnawed on the flesh on it, he heard a "poof" on the top, as if some animal had landed on it, and then the dog howled, startling the animal on the top and running away. Judging by the sound, it should be a bird.

When they saw that it was a bird, everyone didn't pay attention and continued to take turns eating.

When the eldest son was eating, the father casually threw a handful of Yinchen grass into the fire on the way back, and darkened the tail of the fire, which was burning brightly, and a spicy smell suddenly appeared in the grass shed, and spread quickly, making the children cough. The little ones are also snot and tears. The eldest son was about to open his mouth to ask his father why he wanted to put this thing, and immediately realized that there must be a reason why his father put it like this. And I want to use this unpleasant smell to drive away something outside the straw hut.

The second son has gained a lot of knowledge along the way, which is almost the same as what the eldest son thinks.

Just as everyone was trying to lower their voices and cough, they suddenly saw that the hut seemed to be pressed by something, and a long bag was raised, and then they heard a "snort", as if something had slipped off the roof and slipped away.

This stunned everyone. I don't know when this guy climbed up to the thatched hut.

It seems that the bird was half scared away by the barking of the dog and the wolf, and half by the guy, but fortunately my father burned a handful of grass and smoked the guy away, otherwise I really don't know what would have happened.

As soon as I got into the night, I hadn't finished eating these things. Everyone is a little irritable, although there is no danger, but after all, it is still very dangerous, and if you are not careful, there may be a big problem.

After the eldest son finished eating, he quickly grabbed the killing knife and stood up, he had to be ready for something to come.

The second son also hurried to eat, this will be very hungry, his stomach growled, grabbed a piece of meat and took a big bite, and took a bowl of soup handed by his father, poured it into his stomach with a clatter, and only stopped when he was full in one breath.

My father saw that the steel drill had been burned for a long time, so he took it out and put it in the mud and poked it a few times to cool it down.

I thought that there would be some things one after another this night, but then it was quiet and peaceful, and the night passed like this.

When he got up in the morning, the eldest son went out to stand guard with a few dogs and a little wolf, while the father and the second son were busy making breakfast in the grass hut.

Before the father could bend down to cut the meat, he heard the eldest son screaming outside, which startled everyone, and the father and the second son hurriedly rushed out with a killing knife and axe to see what was going on.

When I came outside, I found that it was a python that slipped down from the grass shed last night, and at this moment the python seemed to have been disemboweled, lying motionless on the ground next to the grass shed, and the intestines, liver, and lungs that rolled out of the stomach were scattered everywhere, and there were still a few traces of being eaten and bitten by some animal on the body, and the ground was full of purple blood, and the air was full of blood.

When the dog and the wolf saw it, they opened their mouths and bit it, and they would have been hungry for a long time.

After breakfast, the father took the children to continue to look at the remains of the houses they had found yesterday, to see if there were any signs to be found there, and to decide where to go in the future.

After walking for a while, the eldest son had some urgency to urinate, and asked the father and the second son to wait by him for a while, and then he turned to the left and urinated towards the bushes.

When he was about to turn around after peeing, he raised his eyes and found that there was a red place on the green mountain in the distance that was very conspicuous, and he couldn't help but feel strange, so he said casually.

The father and the second son also turned around and looked, and they also saw that the red was full of green, why didn't they find it yesterday.

Everyone thought there was something interesting about this place and decided to go there and check it out. Luckily, the trees were not big enough to walk from this place, and even the bushes were small and waist-high, so when you walked in that direction.

Everyone was even more surprised that in the bushes and grass, there was a faint path towards the red, and the trees and grass on this path were obviously much lower than the surrounding ones.

The three cubs walked excitedly, unable to imagine what would await them in front of them.

The dog and the little wolf were separated before and after, surrounded the owner in the middle, vigilantly looked at the surrounding situation, and where the wrong smell appeared, the dog and the little wolf stopped, sniffed and looked at the past, and felt that there was no danger, so they continued to walk forward with the owner.

When I looked at it from a distance, I thought that the stone itself was red or painted with some paint, and when I came to the front, I found that the red was not any pigment, nor the color of the stone itself, but some red moss lichen on the stone, which made the whole stone red.

After looking at it for a long time, everyone felt that the red stone was no different from the stones in other places, but when they turned around and looked at the road in the green trees, they felt that there should be something to see here.

The dog and the wolf cub stood around the red stones, some staring at the rocks and some staring at the surrounding trees to prevent any animals from approaching.

The eldest son put down what he was holding and climbed up to the top of the stone in a few steps to see what was famous there, but he didn't see anything after looking at it for a while. The second son looked at it and walked forward, but when he walked to the other side, he didn't find anything different.

My father pondered for a while and said, "This should be a door, but it can't be opened today, it won't be opened tomorrow."

After saying that, they walked towards the road they had come, and the children and dogs hurriedly followed, asking why they couldn't open it today as they went.

My father said that there should be a door, and it is very likely that it will need to be pried open with a steel drill, but once it is pried open, it is estimated that it will not be closed, so it cannot be opened today, and after it is opened, we will have to go in, and we are not ready for anything, so it will definitely not work.

The children understood what was going on, and they immediately knew that it would take a few more days to prepare food, torches, etc.

After returning to the grass hut, everyone quickly put down the things at hand, only took the killing knife, axe, hoe and bow and arrow out, they mainly want to find the fir manuscript today, enter the cave as a torch, tomorrow to find food, take the road to eat, after entering the cave who knows how long and how far to go, so the more things to bring, the better.

Taking the things, they went directly into the reckless deep forest, looking for the dead fir roots one by one, and after finding the roots, they dug them up with a hoe to see if the core in the middle was rotten.

Generally speaking, if the middle core has more oil, it will not be immortal, on the other hand, as long as it is an immortal core, it is generally a fir draft, so it is much easier to find, if the opportunity is good, you can find that half of the stump is fir draft, it is better.

Today was a busy day, but not so smooth, in the afternoon when the sun began to turn west, after rummaging over half of the mountain, they found five or six fir manuscript bright core cores, each of which is the size of a hand stick, with such a little fir manuscript into the hole is far from enough.

The father thought about it, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and the children were also anxious, if they couldn't get it done today, they would have to spend a day tomorrow, and they would have to spend another day on food, so that they would have to add at least two days, but where would they have so much time to use.

The little ones have the strength and methods to hunt, but they can't help at all except for standing guard and guarding.

The eldest son was a little anxious to urinate, and when he saw a tall dead tree stump next to him, he stepped on it and prepared to pee. (To be continued.) )