The Three Gorges eventually became a valley through the ages,

It is difficult to cover the sleeve and support the face.

The lonely mountain has done old things,

Great rivers, big lakes, big rivers.

----- (gorgeous dividing line) -----

Liu Yiyi accidentally captured so many fire rats, so that Song Pingcun's original plan was temporarily discontinued, and Liu Yiyi and those dried meat were wrapped in a spiritual robe, and Song Pingcun successfully brought Liu Yiyi back to the bottom of the cliff.

Song Jiao and the three of them had never seen Liu Yiyi's body on the Blue Star, and they didn't know that the white fox in front of them was Liu Yiyi, and they were very curious if the son went up to see Liu Yiyi? Why did you bring a white fox down?

However, Song Pingcun did not rush to explain, but took out the jerky wrapped in the robe and let them chew and eat it first.

Song Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful and stuffed it tightly in his mouth, and Song Jiao reached out and hit him on the head, "Eat one by one." ”

This reminded Song Yi that they had not moved at all in the past five days, and they had not even seen a single piece of grass. But it was already in my mouth, and I was embarrassed to spit it out, so I had to wrap my mouth, "I ......"

Song Pingcun smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it won't be long before we will be short of food, the meat of these fire rats is dried and there is not much water, but we still need to find a water source." Otherwise, it won't last long. ”

Hearing Song Pingcun's words, the white fox suddenly gestured with his hand, one person and one fox gestured for a long time, Song Pingcun realized that there would be stagnant water in the land of hard labor at night, he was outside for two days, and he didn't spend the night outside, and he was in a hurry for a night without paying attention.

This is probably brought about by the temperature difference between one hot and one cold, and the problem of water is solved, and Song Pingcun is relieved.

However, there is no need to worry about the temperature difference at the bottom of this cliff, and it is also very safe, so the white fox can sleep with peace of mind.

After another three days, Song Pingcun went up to the top of the cliff again, but this time he fell on the other side. He wanted to confirm something, walked out about fifty feet, and finally saw a stone the size of a baby's fist, continued to move forward, and found a dozen stones of different sizes one after another, and then returned to the other side, and also picked up a dozen stones, touched each other, and a spark appeared in front of him.

Sure enough, as he guessed, the stones on both sides of this deep ditch can produce sparks by rubbing against each other, but there is still a loss after friction, no wonder Fu Ji is so tight about the stones in Lao Wang's brocade bag, it seems that it is not easy to get it. Because it takes a lot of effort and frequency to get a little spark from a stone on the same side, it is difficult to ignite a bird feather because it is completely lost in an instant.

However, the force of the collision of the stones on both sides is almost negligible, and the sparks produced are longer lasting and larger, which is indeed a necessary survival tool in this place of hard labor without spiritual power.

According to the radius of their life in this land of hard labor, it is simply a matter of life to get such a stone from a different area.

But now for him, it's nothing, he just needs to find a stone cave where he can lure fire rats, and there is no problem for them and Liu Yiyi to survive.

Two days after returning to the top of the cliff, Song Pingcun flew to the top of the cliff again, overtaking Lao Wang and their area.

This time, the power of yin and yang fire magnetism that he could use was enough for him to go back and forth from the deep ditch to the cave where Lao Wang lived, and he was still a little rich.

Seeing that Song Pingcun, who had disappeared for ten days, reappeared, he did not appear to have a yellow and thin face, and even his face did not change at all. Fu Ji and the girls couldn't believe that a person could wander outside for ten days without doing anything.

When Song Pingcun took out an unused stone and scratched it on the ground at random, a spark suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Lao Wang's eyes, which had been forcibly calm, lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Song Pingcun threw the stone in his hand to Lao Wang, and took out another piece and handed it to Fu Ji, who had always been very enthusiastic, and the cave instantly quieted down. "Thank you for your enthusiasm many days ago, this is a little bit of my heart."

The two of them held the stone in disbelief and scratched it on the stone wall at random, like the sparks of life crackling and flashing. Just like that day, Fuki's hand holding the flint quickly retracted to his chest, his eyes full of surprise. Then he remembered something and handed the flint to Lao Wang, "Lao Wang, you should take it!" ”

"Fu Ji, don't worry, I don't have you to tell me, how much I want." Song Pingcun said with a smile.

His words made the two hands that stretched out the flint stop in mid-air.

"Have you found three of your companions?" Fu Ji still handed the flint to Lao Wang's hand and asked with a smile.

"Well, I found it, and they're all right. But they weren't with another group of people, they were alone. Song Pingcun nodded.

He didn't want to tell them about the deep ditch, but the distance was really too far for these people. But when he looked around, he didn't see Ibsen, and asked strangely, "Where is Lao Yi?" Don't? ”

Song Pingcun's face was a little unsightly.

Fu Ji immediately explained: "Lao Yi is in the palace, he volunteered. ”

Immediately, Fuki explained the matter. The feathers of the silver bird are not inexhaustible, and no matter how old the king with the flint is, the people who rush into the palace every day will search the entire palace for themselves. What's more, you can only go in every other day, and no one wants to let go, even if there is no flint, two stones are hard to touch, there is always some hope. Therefore, in addition to the feathers on the wings of the silver bird, the fluff that falls is also extremely precious, and it is the best igniter.

Lao Wang and his group found a dark room in the palace, which can accommodate about ten people, I don't know what it was used for before, maybe it was for more secrecy, so the materials and workmanship are very durable, or someone in their group inadvertently had a dispute, and one of them was found when he was lifted up by three people and smashed against the wall.

They just used this dark room to hide a few people, and on the day when the other group of people entered the palace, before they entered, they collected more fluff and feathers, but they couldn't take them all, otherwise they would force each other urgently, and it was very likely that there would be a bloody fight.

But hiding in a dark room is not absolutely safe, there is no light, there is no spiritual power, and once the estimated time and the time of coming out are not well grasped, it will be sent to death. They have all trained countless times, and every time they hide in the dark room, there must be someone who will never make a mistake, and the estimation of the time must not be wrong in the slightest. Others were to help him push open the door to the darkroom at the right time.

Lao Yi may have felt that he couldn't do much to catch fire rats, so he volunteered to become one of them. Because the darkroom is closed, it will suffocate if there are more people, and the door of the darkroom cannot be opened when there are fewer people. From a certain point of view, hiding in a dark room, the temperature is suitable, and it can't be frozen at night. In this way, those who do not have the fluff and feathers of the silver bird are of course willing to take the initiative to stay.

After knowing this, Song Pingcun was no longer entangled, after all, this was Ibsen's own choice, and it was already very good that he and Ibsen could do what he is doing for him.

This time, Song Pingcun asked some questions again, and Lao Wang was no longer like ten days ago, as long as Song Pingcun asked, he would say, but he still didn't take the initiative to tell Song Pingcun everything he knew.

However, now Song Pingcun's most urgent thing to know is how did the stone cave similar to the one they live in come about? And where are they? Where is the nest of the fire rat?

"The rat's nest really doesn't know, and these caves have been passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know how they were formed. No matter how hard the stone is, it is impossible to dig it out without spiritual power. As far as I know, it's only found near palaces, and although I haven't been there, the other palaces should be in a similar situation. Lao Wang simply told Song Pingcun the information about the fire rat, of course there is useful information, at least it is certain that this way of catching in the stone cave is the safest.

Liu Yiyi is helpless to catch fire rats in the wild, and the price paid is not small, at least now he can use the power of yin and yang fire magnetism, and he can also catch it in the wild. It's just that in the wild, you have to guard against the appearance of silver birds at any time, once there are attacks up and down, it is still very dangerous, and you can do it occasionally, but you can't do it for a long time.

"Why do those silver birds fly out and back so regularly?" Song Pingcun asked again.

"I don't know, it's always been like this." Lao Wang's answer made Song Pingcun frown slightly.

"Brother Song Er, it's really not that Lao Wang won't tell you, and we really don't know why. We can't go at all the distance that the silver bird flies out, how can we know the reason! Fu Ji saw Song Pingcun's face change, perhaps because the flint pulled into the gap between each other, and hurriedly explained.

"Fuki, it's not that I don't believe it, but I can't figure it out." Song Pingcun didn't mean to blame, without Lao Wang, he didn't even know how to survive in this land of hard labor, Lao Yi might have died.