Wang Chuan is thinking about a plan to get out of trouble, and no matter where he is, whether he was born in a different time and space, or which deep mountain and valley he was transferred to by the magnetic field, the only way to do this is to rely on himself to go out and have a look first, and then make a conclusion, staying here may only be one death.

The wind still did not stop, the rain was pouring down, the dark clouds were empty, the lightning and thunder were roaring, and all kinds of sounds were intertwined and rumbled in the ears.

Wang Chuan straightened up, fortunately his body was strong, he usually practiced Taoist Yin and Yang and Qigong, and Buddhism Zhiming Gong, both of which were found in the school library when he was in junior college.

As a result, he gradually felt that his body was a lot stronger, at least, in late autumn he found that he was only wearing a short T-shirt on his upper body, a thin jacket in winter, and a pair of single pants on his legs without feeling cold, and he usually seemed to feel a warm air mass rising in his body, swimming all over his body, extremely comfortable, this feeling proved that these exercises were really effective.

Thinking about it, the cold wind blew, Wang Chuan couldn't help but shiver, his body suddenly felt a lot colder under the wind and rain, he felt that his physical strength had been exhausted for a long time, and he had begun to decline, and he should recover.

Thinking of doing it, Wang Chuan closed his eyes and concentrated, sat down cross-legged, meditated on drawing three circles, secretly imagined a mass of air flow in his abdominal cavity before and after, left and right, horizontal movement, each seventy-seven forty-nine times, suddenly felt a warm air flow to form a Tai Chi ball in his own body, the mind traction, this air flow in the body, tea kung fu, the whole body warm, the work of getting up.

"Well, it does work, otherwise in this kind of stormy weather, the wind and rain will definitely have a cold and even a fever. Wang Chuan muttered to himself in his heart.

Just thinking about it, Wang Chuan suddenly found that there was a big tree floating not far from the upstream, a big tree that floated and was up and down, and it was completely able to carry his weight under visual inspection.

Wang Chuan went into the water, only to find that the undercurrent of the river was surging, on the one hand, he had to keep avoiding the undercurrent whirlpool, in case he was swept into the bottom, and on the other hand, he had to keep swimming, resisting the momentum of the current, which was not easy.

After a life-and-death struggle, the big tree also approached, Wang Chuan saw the opportunity, grabbed one of the branches, went up the pole, hugged the main trunk, and finally caught it.

In the turbulent water, because there was no support of borrowing force, the river was stirring rapidly, and the big trees were churning, and Wang Chuan spent a lot of time pulling his clothes and shirts to hug the life-saving tree, lying on it, and gasping for breath.

The wind and rain are injected, the sky is dark, the water is turbulent, although the branches of the big tree are luxuriant, huge, but in this rapids, it can't be stable, up and down, tumbling endlessly, Wang Chuan was tossed to death and came back to life.

He clenched the branches with both hands, gritted his teeth, gradually adapted, improvised, felt the situation of the big tree rolling, and constantly adjusted his position so as not to be carried into the rapids, which was tiring, but it could only be so.

Wang Chuan gritted his teeth and insisted, and whenever the water slowed down, he hurriedly concentrated and carefully observed, visualizing a hot current surging through his body, and his colleagues mobilized that mysterious sense of qi to recover briefly and resist the cold.

The wind and rain are blowing, and now the waves are rolling, and it is very difficult to control the posture, Wang Chuan smiled bitterly in his heart.

With a wry smile, he couldn't help but think that his way of drifting is really the only one in the country and even the world, and he can completely declare the Guinness survival record, or show off in the circle of friends, there must be countless fans.

The torrent is turbulent, the waves are surging, I don't know how long it will last, Wang Chuan is worried, he is still young, in his prime, and his girlfriend has never been, although he has lived for a hundred years, he always returns to the loess, but now he really doesn't want to die so mediocre.

Suddenly, the tree was swept by an undercurrent and reversed.

"Woo, grunt, grunt, damn it!" After a moment of distraction, Wang Chuan rolled the big tree into the water, almost fell into the river, drank two sips of cold river water, and was shocked into a cold sweat.

He hurriedly grabbed the branch and climbed up, moved his hands and feet together, and with great effort, finally lay down on the trunk again wet like a water dog.

After stabilizing down, because Fang had just drunk two sips of cold water, the cold was pressing, his energy was tired, and his stomach was empty, so he couldn't help but shiver, and the feeling of hunger and cold struck.

"Grandma, what should I do, just drift like this, if I float for a few days and nights, sooner or later I will die in the belly of a fish, and become a starving ghost, and a drowned ghost. Wang Chuan scolded secretly.

He looked at the turbulent river and thought, right now, there is no food, but there is a lot of water, and he smiled bitterly, there is no way, I don't know when it will end.

At this moment, the trees are drifting in the river, just passing by the big tree where the giant python is entrenched, only to see it looking lazy and resting, Wang Chuan looked at it, so close to look closely, there is a faint smell of fish, the python is even more indescribably hideous and terrifying, the head is huge, the eyes are dark, it makes people swoon, the body is very long, and thick, the brown scales are dense, the strong visual impact on this nerve, there is an indescribable sense of fear.

When Wang Chuan passed by, he subconsciously hid underwater, and he didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, and he didn't dare to come out after a while.

The water flow is very fast, but he can't tell the direction, and he doesn't know where to float, Wang Chuan has to pray in his heart, don't drift to the depths of the jungle, but, according to common sense, the water flow is from high to low, and the downstream is generally suitable for human habitation, but it also depends on how long the river is.

"Grandma's, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, hey, what is the sound?" Wang Chuan was pondering, laughing at himself, when suddenly there was a violent sound of waves crashing in the distance.

He turned his head to look away, and at this glance, he couldn't help but feel the ghosts.

I saw that in the distance, about a thousand meters away, the river was cut off out of thin air, and the front was empty, this was actually a waterfall, this surging river, rushing down, all kinds of floating objects, when they got there, they disappeared out of thin air, all fell down, and put a ghost gate.

At this moment, the river has become wider, but the water is more urgent, Wang Chuan searched around, and there was absolutely no reliance to go ashore, but thinking of the beasts in this valley, the giant snake and poisonous insects, Wang Chuan hesitated, did not want to stay here, he looked at the waterfall, and a crazy thought was born in his mind.

At this moment, Wang Chuan was anxious and uneasy, he didn't know what to do, and it seemed that he could only resign himself to fate.

Looking at the waterfall not far away, in the end, Wang Chuan's pupils contracted, grabbed the trunk, and his courage rose, there is only one fight at present, maybe under the waterfall, it is a safe place, maybe he will not die, fight.

Wang Chuan grabbed the branches with all his strength, adjusted his state, and watched the waterfall getting closer and closer, his nervous body was tense.

He shouted in his heart: "As long as you don't break away when you fall, and when you fall, you will be nailed to the tree, and let the big tree fall into the water first, and you may be able to escape with the power of the collision." ”

Wang Chuan understood that his safety was in the height of the waterfall and the posture of falling, but when he heard the sound, it didn't seem to be high.

After thinking about it, Wang Chuan and the big tree had already approached the waterfall, and immediately, the big tree rolled down, Wang Chuan eliminated all difficulties, quickly adjusted his posture, and just stood firmly on the tree and fell together.

At the moment of falling, Wang Chuan glanced at the downstream scene out of the corner of his eye, and was pleased to find that in the distance, almost at the end of the river, there were green ridges.