The murderer who attacked Jiang Bo fell off the cliff and died after the pursuit of Long and Qiuqiu, Yu Long and Qiuqiu crossed the mountain and crossed the river and walked back, spent the night by a river after dark, and climbed the mountain after crossing the river the next day, climbed over a mountain peak, and walked far away, and did not see the marks on the trees. Yu Long felt that something was wrong.

Yu Long stopped Qiuqiu: "Qiuqiu, we are wrong, right?" I've walked so far, why don't I see a mark! ”

Qiuqiu looked at Yu Long blankly, his nose stretched out into the air and kept sniffing, and after a night, the smell faded, and Qiuqiu was not sure.

Yu Long found a big tree and sat down, thinking: It's broken! …… Lost in the mountains, what can I do?

Yu Long calmed down his emotions for a while, feeling that he couldn't go any further, and the farther he walked away from the right path; You have to go back the way you came and find the right route again by the river where you spend the night.

Yu Long and Qiuqiu returned to the old elm tree by the river where they had spent the night, found the mark by the river from memory, and stood under the mark to look at the opposite bank to determine the direction of progress.

According to folk tradition, when mountain people enter the deep mountains and old forests, in order to prevent them from getting lost, they should make marks along the way, so that they can return the same way with the marks.

There are also rules for making marks, one is that the marks should be made on the big trees with prominent shapes to make them easy to identify; The second is to stand under this mark and see the previous mark. There is no fixed distance between the mark, so you can grasp it flexibly. When encountering dense trees and shelters, the marking distance is closer and more; In an open place with a good line of sight, the distance between the signs can be farther away, and the principle is that they must ensure that they can see each other, otherwise they will lose their meaning.

However, the mountain people are not in a hurry or impatient, and can calmly make marks; Unlike Yulong, he is chasing the murderer, in danger, emotional, and double-minded, and it is possible to forget to make a mark occasionally.

Yu Long stood by the river and observed for a long time, but he didn't see the mark on the other bank, which was really strange. Yu Long had no choice but to cross the river and look for it along the river.

Qiuqiu also knew that they had lost the mountain, and they were very hard to drill around in the woods, sniffing everywhere.

It was ten o'clock in the morning when Yu Long returned to the old elm tree, and it was not until after one o'clock in the afternoon that he found the last mark.

It turned out to be the fault of the wind, and of course, Yu Long was also responsible.

It turned out that in a hurry, Yu Long overturned the bark, but he didn't shovel it off, and the bark was still attached to the tree, like a door. The wind blew back the bark of the trees that had been turned over, covering the fresh woody white stubble, and it was impossible to see from a distance.

However, the wind is erratic, and one gust of wind can cover the mark, and another gust of wind can blow the bark away, and it is a coincidence. The wind just blew the bark away, and Yu Long happened to look there, so he could see it.

Yu Long scolded himself: "Lying grass!" A sloppy almost cost a small life. ”

found this mark, soon Yu Long found the next one, Qiuqiu also found the smell of the two of them, Yu Long and Qiuqiu looked for a mark, the other looked for a smell, and continued to walk through the forest and stream to home.

The mountain is high and the sunset is early, the water is low and the moon shines late, and soon the sky darkens, and Yu Long really can't walk, so he found a big stone and stopped, and decided to spend the night here.

With a boulder on your back, you feel more secure. Yu Long lit two bonfires in front of the boulder, which was better than to deter the beasts from approaching. The trick worked, and two fires were blazing, and the flames were blazing brightly, illuminating the vast dark forest, and the beasts avoided it from a long distance.

This night, Yu Long and Qiuqiu were safe and sound, and they both slept well.

Continuing on the road at dawn, Yu Long felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, the wound on his buttocks was swollen and painful, and he had no strength at all.

Yu Long stopped and gasped for breath after walking for a while, and then walked for a while, stopping and stopping, and his walking speed slowed down significantly.

Yu Long knew that he had no strength when his stomach was empty. As he walked, he picked edible wild vegetables, wild fruits, bark, mushrooms, fungus, whatever it was, as long as he knew it and had eaten it before, he stuffed it into his stomach.

These game meats relieve hunger pangs but do not provide enough energy.

By the afternoon, Yu Long couldn't hold on, and he was no longer able to walk upright, so he used his hands and feet like a ball, climbing up the mountain and going backwards down the mountain. The rest time is longer than the rush time.

Qiuqiu's condition was not much stronger than Yu Long's, the wound on his leg was swollen like a large loaf of bread, and yellow water was constantly flowing from the wound. Every step is strenuous.

Yu Long's physical strength was finally exhausted little by little, and he irretrievably fell into a situation where the oil dried up and the lamp withered. After resting on the river beach in a valley, Yu Long tried several times and could no longer stand up.

In the middle of summer in July, waking in the dense forest, it should be hot and sweaty, but Yu Long was so cold that he shivered.

Yu Long leaned against a stone on the river beach, the reason why he chose the river when he rested, Yu Long knew that he might not be able to get up when he lay down, how could it really be like that, he should be closer to the river. Because he had heard that people can die without drinking water for three days, but they can carry it for a week or even longer without eating.

Yu Long prepared for the worst and felt the ruthlessness of fate.

The July sun warmly bakes the mountains and forests, and the blue sky between the two mountains is gentle and lovely, like a dream. A light veil of water vapor evaporated from the mountainside, and the water vapor slowly rose, crossed the top of the mountain, and merged with the white clouds.

Yu Long watched quietly, and suddenly he was full of infinite attachment to all this. The warm summer breeze blew across the river and hit Yu Long, who shivered with cold.

Qiuqiu did not know what was wrong with his master, but he guarded the dragon with pity, and he must have smelled the breath of death, and from time to time let out a desperate howl, and the bitter and long cry echoed in the valley, like a wolf's howl.

Yu Long wanted to touch Qiuqiu, but Qiuqiu stretched his head over, but Yu Long's hand couldn't be raised.

The ball arches its head over the dragon's hand and stretches out its soft, warm tongue to lick the dragon's hand. Two tears rolled out of Yu Long's eyes, he had never been so incompetent in his life, and he couldn't even lift his own hand.

When he was very young, his mother took him to the temple, and the old monk gave him a pair of small stone locks, but Yu Long couldn't lift them up several times.

Yu Long kicked Shi Suo in anger, his mother stood aside and laughed, Yu Long felt very embarrassed.

The old monk smiled kindly and said, "Child, you can lift it, but don't worry, you can be quiet, hold your breath, put all your strength on your arm, and try again." ”

Yu Long listened to the old monk's words, and as a result, he really lifted the stone lock.

However, today, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't even lift my own hand.

Yu Long looked at Qiuqiu quietly, his eyes were infinitely in love and infinitely reluctant. Qiuqiu understood the gaze, and kept howling in the sky, startling the wild pigeons fluttering and flying.

Gradually, Yu Long, who was in a high fever, gradually entered the realm of delirium, auditory hallucinations, and visual hallucinations.

In a trance, my mother fell from the sky, holding two fragrant scallion pancakes in her hands, and Yu Long grabbed them and stuffed them into his mouth. Mom angrily reprimanded, "Slow down, starving ghost! And there's more. ”

As soon as his mother stretched out his hand, there was a stack of more than a dozen scallion pancakes in his hand, Yu Long smiled at his mother, thinking, "Aren't you dead?" Why is it baked again? ”

Mom laughed too, but didn't speak, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yu Long put down the oil cake and asked his mother, "What's wrong?" Mother! What happened to you? ”

Mom pushed him away, and when he looked at it again, Mom turned into Xiuli, who lowered her head and said, "Are the oil cakes delicious?" ”

Yu Long looked at Xiuli in a daze and asked, "What about my mother?" ”

Xiuli's face changed and said, "Who is your mother!" After speaking, he got up and left, Yu Long then chased after him, and in a blink of an eye, the person disappeared.