Chapter 18: The Spark of Hope

The starlight above the head is naturally not a real star, it is a moving light source. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The sound of info insects came into his ears, making Hou Ping'an understand everything in front of him.

He'd seen the picture, but it was on the Internet.

Originally, he didn't have the capital to go to that place, but now he is there.

Such a beautiful picture, if there is a girl who can hold hands for a lifetime, it must be a very happy thing.

It's just a pity that the woman who was willing to spend his life with him is not by his side now.

Thinking of her, Hou Ping'an remembered that there was someone beside him. With the faint insect light, Hou Ping'an carefully checked whether she was injured.

Fortunately, a blessing in misfortune.

When she fell through that narrow passage, there was not a single wound or blood on her body.

As for internal injuries, even the original one he wouldn't check, let alone now that he doesn't have any tools.

After briefly asking the little girl, knowing that she had no pain. Hou Ping'an gritted his teeth and stood up.

You won't drown if you fall into the water, you won't drown if you stay in the water.

The most important thing now is to get out of here.

Where there is water flowing, there will naturally be an outlet.

Hou Ping'an groped his way to the side and found that the water was seeping out of the rock crevice.

Then you can only go down the current.

After Hou Ping'an stepped on the gravel and walked down for a while, he found that it was a little strange here.

Generally, the existence of such a cave, after the ground is washed by the current, should be relatively flat. Why is there so much rubble here?

But that's not something he should be thinking about right now.

The exits narrowed and narrowed, until at last only one adult could pass through.

I don't know how long I walked, but just when Hou Ping'an was about to hold on, the sound of the wind finally came from the air.

This made Hou Ping'an overjoyed, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The further you go, the more sounds come from you, and even a few animal roars.

When Hou Ping'an saw the sky again, he suddenly felt that everything under the sun was so kind.

But soon, he was confused.

Yes, he finally came out of the cave, but he didn't know where to go?

Everything in front of him was so intimate and unfamiliar, he didn't know that he was on the side of Houjiazhen now.

He didn't dare to walk, but he had to go.

The mountains and forests are dense, and the two people are thrown in it, like a flat boat in the sea.

Hou Ping'an walked along the stream and began to walk forward.

Water is the source of all things. There are not only wild beasts at the water's edge, but also people.

Hou Ping'an hoped that he would be able to meet people before he encountered large beasts.

There was a slight weight of footsteps in the humid air, and the occasional chirping of insects in the quiet forest.

The little girl cried again after the friendly greetings of countless insects and beasts. Crying extremely aggrieved and sad, like his beloved toy being snatched away by someone else.

If it was in normal times, Hou Ping'an naturally had countless ways to make her happy.

But now, there is a dull pain in the broken rib in the chest.

He also wanted to cry, and he wanted to cry like a child, begging for someone to come to his rescue.

But he knew it would be useless.

In such a vast forest, cries can only attract wild beasts.

But he didn't stop it, hoping that someone would hear her cry, although he knew that it was almost an extravagant hope.

The little girl is already very strong, such a big person, she has followed Hou Ping'an for so far, and she has not complained.

She didn't even cry when an arm-thick snake slashed past their eyes just now.

But now, after walking for so long, don't talk about her, even Hou Ping'an is starting to despair.

But you must not give up.

Thirty years of life experience told Hou Ping'an that no matter what happened, if he gave up, it would really be over. But as long as you don't give up, then there will always be hope.

Looking at the scorching sun, Hou Ping'an took her again and began to walk forward after a short rest.

A safe place must be found before sunset, or two such small people will be in the forest, and endless slaughter awaits them.

Onward, onward. As long as he walked along the water, Hou Ping'an believed that he would always find people.

This is actually just Hou Ping'an's self-hypnosis. He knew that if he didn't have such a strong vision and belief in survival in his mind, he would never be able to leave this forest.

Along the way, Hou Ping'an made simple marks on the various tree caves and caves he passed, and also picked a lot of wild fruits that had been bitten by insects and beasts to satisfy his hunger.

When the last rays of the sun were swallowed up by the night, Hou Ping'an still couldn't find a way out, so he could only go to the nearest cave and prepare to spend the night.

The night in early spring was still very cold, and he was in a hurry during the day, and when the night came, Hou Ping'an felt the biting cold.

Without fire, Hou Ping'an didn't know if he could survive the night.

So to make a fire, you have to make a fire.

But how could a person like him carry a fire fold with him?

Hou Ping'an could only try to drill wood to make fire, hoping that the methods taught by those capable people on TV were not lying to him.

Hou Ping'an found a large pile of relatively dry firewood, sat at the entrance of the cave, and began the legendary drilling wood to make fire.

But after half an hour, he still failed to make a fire.

The night was getting darker and colder.

On a night without fire, two people can only become food for the mouth of the beast.

The broken ribs hurt more and more, but Hou Ping'an still gritted his teeth and insisted.

The little girl next to her was already asleep, and no matter how loud the movement Hou Ping'an made, she couldn't wake her up.

She was so tired.

Hou Ping'an actually admired that little girl. Such a young child, unlike himself, has 30 years of life experience.

Except for crying for a while during the day, she barely made any noise.

Even when she was already very hungry, she didn't complain to Hou Ping'an.

Maybe she's too young to complain. But, what about noisy?

There was a pile of sawdust at his feet, but there was not a trace of spark.

Hou Ping'an told himself that he kept self-hypnosis, saying in his heart over and over again that he would succeed next time.

But in exchange for hope again and again.

Maybe it's because of his own wrong method, Hou Ping'an told himself.

But just as he was about to give up, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in front of him.

He thought he was too tired and hallucinating.

But the smell of the air told him that he had succeeded.

Finally, with Hou Ping'an's continuous efforts, he finally made a fire. With fire, he has more confidence in surviving this long cold night.

After turning Mars into a fire, Hou Ping'an finally relaxed.

With this relaxation, he realized that he had almost lost his strength. I wanted to pick up some firewood again, but I found that I couldn't stand up.

Fire can warm the body, but also the heart.

The little girl was trembling, and finally felt the warmth from the fire.

Or maybe it was the sudden alternation of cold that made her feel uncomfortable and woke up.