There are always people who are different from a young age.

Lin Jian'an is such a person, he has now run to the depths of the mountains more than 80 miles south of Qingling Village, and for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, he is already very courageous. But not alone, Zhu Jianheng followed him.

This is the fourth day that Lin Jian'an came out of Qingling Village, and at dawn in the morning, Lin Jian'an was very hungry, but there was not much dry food on his body, and the wild boar family of four under the tree was his hope.

The trap that Zhu Jianheng and Zhu Jianheng dug for a long time yesterday was 7 or 8 feet to the left of the wild boar, but they just couldn't go over, and they were about to go to the other side.

You can't beat it, but if you don't do it, you'll have nothing.

Lin Jian'an decided to take a risk. Seeing the right position, he threw the stone he had prepared in his hand in the opposite direction of the boar and the trap, and the stone made a loud bang. The plan succeeded, and the family of four was frightened and really ran in the direction of the trap. It's just that the heavens seem to be against Lin Jian'an, and the wild boar is running in the right direction, but only one of the smallest fell in, only enough to stuff his teeth, and the main ration ran away while grazing the trap.

Lin Jian'an was very disappointed, he really couldn't go south anymore. A little angry again, and a little licking the calf? When his cub fell into the pit, he didn't even look at it.

If it weren't for the previous husband, Zhu Jianheng's father, Zhu Rihe, who said, from Qingling Village all the way to the south, over the big mountain range, there are larger plains and towns, and Hu Feng can be avoided. If it weren't for finding a place where his family could live in peace and his little brother could grow up safely, why did he run into the mountains? It's just that there is no one in the village except the old, weak, sick and disabled, and the hunters and prime men in the village were almost killed in the process of protecting their families against the Hu people, and there is no one else except him who can escape.

Along the way, except for mountains and mountains, tigers and black bears have all been seen, but people have not been seen.

Zhu Jianheng was lying on his back under the tree at the foot of the mountain, there were still visible tear stains on his delicate face, and he said to Lin Jian'an, who was leaning on another tree, with weakness in his mouth:

"Brother Jian'an, let's go back, all the green fruits I ate last night vomited this morning, I have no strength, and I am almost gone, if you don't leave, the gray rabbit you caught for your little brother will die, I might as well eat it, I feel uncomfortable!"

After a few days of trekking, Lin Jian'an's thick eyebrows, which had been pushed out by his father many times to show off to the villagers, also had deep fatigue in his big eyes, let out a sigh of relief, and looked back at the direction of his hometown.

The rising sunshine that had gradually risen from the cracks in the dense forest was reflected in Lin Jian'an's eyes, and there was hesitation and doting in his eyes, and then he gradually calmed down and firm.

Stretched out his hand and stroked his messy hair, slowly took out 5 or 6 dry cakes from his arms, wrapped them in a piece of linen, and reached out and handed them to Zhu Jianheng.

"Ah Heng, yesterday on the hillside I saw smoke in the direction of the sun setting, I want to go over and take a look, you are here, don't eat more, I really can't stand it and eat again, if Brother Xiangwu doesn't come back tomorrow, you... Just go home! Remember the road? ”

"Brother Jian'an, I'm afraid, I don't remember the road clearly."

"Let's go back along this ditch, walk for two days, and then we will see the cave where we put our rabbits, and then go to the ditch on the left hand for three days, and then you will go home. Well, remember to bring the rabbit back to the little brother. ”

"Brother Jian'an, will you come back?"

"Hmmm! I put my things down and said don't eat now, otherwise I won't be able to go back, remember the way. ”

Lin Jian'an turned around and walked forward, walked about a dozen steps, turned around and came back, took out a close-fitting knife from his arms, handed it to Zhu Jianheng, and looked into his eyes.

"Ah Heng, if... I mean, if I don't come back, you'll take care of my little brother, right? ”

"Brother Jian'an, you have to come back, I'm afraid"

"Remember the rabbit!"

Lin Jian'an held a rusty firewood knife in his hand, turned forward, dressed in the morning sun, and did not look back.

I don't know how many mountains I have climbed and how many ditches I have crossed, and there seems to be no way in front of me in the direction where there are suspected of fireworks.

It is a steep mountain, there is no way up the mountain, and the valley below the mountain extends to both sides, and the ravine is densely covered with vines, and occasionally green snakes pass through.

Lin Jian'an held the firewood knife tightly, and slowly walked towards the slightly gentle foot of the slope on the right, splitting the vines blocking the way all the way, the ditch became wider and wider, and the vines were not few, but larger trees gradually appeared.

Lin Jian'an was very careful, there was no one around, and he couldn't be bitten by poisonous snakes, so his speed was not fast. It's getting dark, Lin Jian'an is a little anxious and hungry, he can't find the way before dark, and he is in trouble, and he doesn't know if he can live.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a little movement in front of the left, Lin Jian'an was anxious to speed up for a while, and he didn't notice that there was a big pit several feet square on the right side that was covered by vines, his right foot stepped on the air, and his body fell down, fortunately, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, his body coordination was good, and his reaction was extremely fast, and his right hand was on the vines at the edge of the pit in time, and he didn't plant it on his head and feet, his left foot hung on the vines on the pit wall, and his right foot stepped on something in the pit. Lin Jian'an screamed, and his voice spread far away in the quiet deep valley, echoing in bursts.

Lin Jian was less than ten years old and followed adults up the mountain to hunt and collect herbs, and he was very familiar with the hunting traps in the mountains. He knew that this pit was a trap, and the thing he stepped on was a pig iron hunting clip, the spikes of the iron hunting clip had pierced into the flesh, and the blood did not stop, fortunately, the hamstrings were not too much, although it was extremely painful and the tears were not stopping, Lin Jian'an was a little happy, since there was a trap, there were people nearby, and the road ahead was still confused, but there was no need to die.

Lin Jian'an slowly put down his left foot with difficulty, peeled off the vines, endured the pain, slowly broke the trap little by little, tore off the relatively clean linen clothes on his body, and tied it to his legs.

There was movement in the distance, the trees swayed, the grass separated, and there were bursts of dog barking, and it seemed that his screams were far away.

It's really nice and powerful. Lin Jian'an picked up the firewood knife.

"Who are you? Where did it come from, is it the Bangzi of the South? ”

Lin Jian'an knew that Bangzi was the meaning of mountain bandits. The voice is very good, very crisp, it's a girl, it's not very old, it shouldn't be a mountain bandit.

"Ask you! Say it, be careful I shoot you! ”

Lin Jian'an turned his head to look, and a dog's tongue almost licked his face.

When the dog saw the man turn around, the dog hurriedly retreated to the side of the owner two feet away, grinning and growling. The owner is not tall, Lin Jian'an estimated that he is shoulder-high, combs two braids, wraps strips of cloth around his head, holds an earthen bow in his hand to himself, wears light-colored linen clothes, it is getting late, and he can't see his face clearly under the shade of the tree.

Lin Bao was very envious, he always wanted a hunting bow, and he had a dream to become a riding archer, shooting bearded people, mountain bandits, and wild beasts. It's a pity that the hunters in the village died early during the chaos, and the few hunting bows that they had have have long been destroyed.

"Little sister, my name is Lin Jian'an, I'm from Qingling Village in the north, I'm not a mountain bandit, I'm..."

"What are you screaming about, what are you talking about, put down the knife in your hand and throw it away, or I'll shoot you! What a fool, you stepped on my trap, and there was no prey, you were my prey. Alas, maybe I won't have anything to eat for dinner. Get up slowly and don't move. ”

It seems that he didn't hear his name clearly, so he memorized the word An. Lin Jian'an gently put down the firewood knife and felt dizzy, maybe it was because he had shed a lot of blood, or he could be hungry, or it was more likely that he finally saw a living person, and his heart relaxed and he no longer collapsed so tightly.

"I'm bleeding a lot, I'm hungry and thirsty, can you help me?"

After all, Lin Jian'an is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he doesn't change his voice much, although he can't see clearly, he knows that he is very young when he hears the voice. The girl in the mountain was very simple, hesitated for a while, and then threw a straw rope.

Lin Jian'an slowly crawled out and lay on the ground for a while before sitting up, the strip of cloth on his legs was very conspicuous and covered with blood.

The vigilance is still a bit low, it's different from our outside the mountain, but I'm a good person. Lin Bao finally saw her clearly and smiled slightly.

It's very delicate, it's so good-looking.