Whoa......

What a good weekend, it rained heavily, and it was still the kind that never stopped.

Lie in bed, the rain won't let me get up.

It's already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the rain has no intention of stopping.

I can't continue to lie in bed, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the girls' dormitory of Nanyang No. 1 Middle School and High School, the girls left one after another, some went home, and some went to relatives' houses.

Murphy walked out of the dormitory building and into the rain with a short-sleeved skirt, sandals, a large blue umbrella, and a canvas bag on his shoulder.

"Murphy, where are you going with such heavy rain?"

Before he walked out of the campus, he was greeted by a boy holding a big umbrella and holding a few large bags of things and smiling, it was Su Yingguang, a male classmate in the same class.

Mo Fei smiled back and said, "Go to my aunt's house for the holidays, do you need help?" ”

Su Yingguang shook his head and said, "No, thank you, the road is slippery on rainy days, pay attention to safety." ”

"Okay, see you later."

The two staggered, Su Yingguang turned around slightly, and watched Mo Fei go out.

Su Yingguang never expected that this time it would become a farewell. For many years afterward, he always remembered that year, when the young figure gradually disappeared in the rain, like a mist. Every time I think about it, there is always a dull pain in my heart. Later, he became a painter, and his famous painting is a scene of a girl walking in the rain.

Murphy always felt that the rain was a little unusual today, and she trotted up to reach her aunt's house as soon as possible.

Finally walking into the alley where his aunt's house was, Mo Fei breathed a sigh of relief and unconsciously slowed down.

Suddenly, a few bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, and there was a strange beauty.

Mo Fei stared at the sky with some distraction, and his heart was amazed.

Thundered......

A thunderclap sounded, Mo Fei's heart jumped, his feet slipped, and his body tilted instantly.

"Ahh

Mo Fei couldn't help but exclaim, trying to balance his body.

When Murphy got back on her feet, she couldn't help but be stunned, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

At this time, she was standing in a valley, surrounded by many tall trees, and the kind of trees that required several people to hug abound.

"Tweet ......"

A birdsong woke Murphy up, and when he looked up, he saw a colorful long-tailed bird flying past and sinking into the canopy of a tall tree.

What's going on? Murphy looked around with a confused expression.

It's not raining!

Slowly put away the umbrella, turned around and continued to look, except for the trees, there were weeds and wild flowers.

The red, green, and green flowers and plants are quite good-looking, so original.

Wait, isn't it in the alley of my aunt's house, and what about the buildings and streets of the city?

Murphy finally realized that something was wrong, and patted himself on the head, making sure that the scene in front of him was real.

Crossed?

This is also too mysterious, but, how is it in the primeval forest, and which dynasty and generation is this?

There was no one, and anxiety gradually spread in my heart.

No, I have to wear it back, since I have somehow traveled to this place, there should be a node connecting the two worlds.

Murphy was bouncing in place, bouncing for a long time.

Node not here?

Murphy began to explore the front and back, left and right, and although he used the umbrella to explore the way, his arms and thighs were still scratched by the weeds, and he was slightly bleeding and aching.

Mo Fei didn't care about the wounds, and was anxious to explore the way, even if he couldn't find his way back, he couldn't stay in this deep mountain and old forest. The pace can't help but be quick, and it's best to find a populated place before dark.

I don't know how long I walked, I couldn't tell the direction, and before I knew it, I came to a river.

The river is not big, and the water is very clear.

Mo Fei washed his hands, took a few sips of water and drank it, it was sweet and delicious, this water was of good quality. What kind of mineral water is not comparable to the water of this river. He sat down on a rock, gasping for air, looking up at his surroundings, thinking about what to do.

What to do? It seems that it is not easy to get out of this deep mountain and old forest.

Hey, it's strange, except for the bird I saw before, why are there no other animals in this mountain, shouldn't there be many birds, beasts, and insects?

Murphy was taken aback by his own thoughts, and quickly stopped, if a carnivorous beast came, would she still be alive?

Looking up at the sky, it was estimated that it was not far from evening. The first priority is to find a place to spend the night, and before going to night, to solve the lower stomach.

Murphy sat by the river and pondered. On the big tree that she couldn't see stood a silver-haired man in a white animal skin skirt, with a pair of dark blue eyes, looking at her suspiciously.

How can there be a little female here? Still such a beautiful and delicate little female, dressed in such a strange animal skin, and the one in her hand does not know anything.

Stray females? It's impossible, such a beautiful little female will only be surrounded by countless orcs.

If it weren't for a stray female, how could a delicate female be alone in a dangerous forest, her partner? If he hadn't happened to be resting in this forest, this beautiful little female would have fallen into the mouth of the beast.

Females are really troublesome things, he has hid in such a remote place, and he can still meet females. Don't worry about it, females are so precious, every orc has an obligation to protect them. Forget it, protect her for a while, and then leave secretly when her partner comes. Anyway, he didn't need to do anything, as long as he was by the little female's side, there would be no dangerous beasts.

Murphy didn't know that the reason why she was so safe was because someone was secretly protecting her.

She thought about it for a quarter of an hour before she finally had an idea. There is no cave, so let's build a grass hut for a night, like that kind of melon shed.

So, she stood up, patted her buttocks, and walked over to a patch of weeds. I pressed the weeds with an umbrella, took out a red multi-function knife from the canvas bag I was carrying, opened the cutter, grabbed the weeds, and cut them off one by one.

Bending over and cutting for a while, I couldn't help but sweat profusely, she was still too delicate. He raised his hand to wipe his sweat, bent down and continued to work hard.

I finally cut a piece of grass, and after looking at it, it felt similar. He straightened up, thumped his somewhat sore waist, looked around, and finally walked towards a few small trees with thick wrists.

Put away the cutter and open the small saw knife, use the sawtooth to saw the tree back and forth, sawed more than half, and with a hard push, the small tree broke.

Breaking off the leaves, leaving the trunk and the fork, the same method cut down a dozen small trees around the perimeter, there was no way, her knife could only deal with small trees.

I dragged the small trees and weeds I cut down to a small rock that was relatively sheltered from the wind, found a sharp stone and began to drive piles to fix the four small pillars, and tried it, and it felt quite firm.

I looked around, picked a small bundle of relatively resilient weeds, picked up a small tree trunk, compared it in the middle of the four small pillars, crisscrossed and fixed into a square frame, and laid the weeds and tied them to the frame to become a sturdy grass row, and then fixed the grass row on the top of the four small pillars, a simple grass shed was built, and I admired it, I was quite satisfied, that is, it was ventilated on all sides.

After thinking about it, I took weeds and tree trunks again, and continued to make grass rows, which must be surrounded to feel safe. After a few hours of busy work, a two-square-meter grass shed was completed, fixed on three sides, and a movable door on one side. I looked at it from front to back, left and right, pushed it, and didn't dare to use it particularly hard, but I felt that the firmness was good, and there was no great external impact to ensure that it would not collapse. After looking at the ground, I went to cut some weeds and spread them in the shed, and trampled on them repeatedly to make the weeds supple, and barely used them as a bunk.

Finally there is a place to stay, only to find that the sky is a little dark, bad, solve the accommodation, and have not found food. Standing in his own grass hut and looking around, there are a lot of wild flowers and wild fruits in the forest, and there should be no shortage of food. But what flowers and fruits can be eaten?

Murphy walked through the trees and began to look for fruit.

There is an unknown red fruit tree here, with a fist-sized round fruit, not like an apple or a peach, and I don't know if it is poisonous or not, it looks very attractive.

Circling around under the tree, I didn't dare to pick it directly to eat.

Suddenly, Mo Fei noticed that there were several fruits with gaps, which were traces of being pecked by birds, which was great, and if birds could eat them, they were non-toxic.

Reach out and pick one and put it in your mouth to bite, the taste is not bad, the taste is a bit like Taiwan lotus mist, juicy and sweet.

Murphy excitedly broke off a branch, picked some and put them in a canvas bag, and took a few in his hand, and sat down under the tree, eating and thinking.

My aunt can't wait for herself, she should die in a hurry, and tomorrow, the police will also be dispatched to find her, and then her disappearance has become an unsolved case. When he left that world, the saddest thing is probably his grandmother, followed by his aunt, and his father will be very sad, although his stepmother gave birth to twin siblings, and he is his first child no matter how he says. Fortunately, there are younger siblings born to my stepmother at home.

Mo Fei thought about it for a long time in a daze, leaving the original world, it is impossible not to be sad, but people always have to look forward to life, and the most important thing now is how to live.

When the fruit was full, Mo Fei patted his ass and got up, found a hidden place to solve his physiological problems, returned to the grass hut he had built before dark, tied the door and lay down, a little tired.