In our body, there is a kind of worm, which will absorb the nutrients in our blood, suck and squeeze us out before looking for another host.
I'm not alarmist. There are such parasites in each of us, but some are not harmful to our body, and some are very serious.
After we entered the bottom of Broken Dragon Canyon, Ripura and Zhuo Maji picked some fat and brightly colored mushrooms to make soup. These bats that ordinary people can't see with the naked eye are parasitic with a white insect. These bugs crawled out through the host's belly and made my scalp numb.
I will not touch all the wild ingredients here, and I also want to persuade my companions not to eat wild ingredients. After hearing this, Dewang dismissed it and said: “Here, we carry a limited amount of dry food. If you only eat Dry food, I’m afraid I can’t even go out here!"
I looked to Severely and asked for his opinion.
Severity neither opposed me nor supported me. He just gave me an iron windproof lighter and said, "You may need it in the future!"
Watching them eat the grilled black fish, although I was very greedy, I still held back. I took the tsampa as beef jerky to satisfy my hunger, and then drank some butter tea.
After Dewang ate and drank enough, he stood up and said to us: "Our main task today is to walk all the way along the creek, and quickly retrieve the lost horses and supplies, otherwise we can only go the same way. Back!"
As the day dawned, he and Namu Datso led the way. I followed the black unicorn wrapped in gauze. Zhuo Maji and Lipu had to take care of Ali Misha. This mad woman didn’t want to go. Before leaving.
After walking forward for nearly ten miles, scattered materials appeared by the creek. After sternly picked up and opened it, it was found that it was a box of machine gun bullets.
Dewang was overjoyed. He continued his search and found a damaged wooden box containing our dry grain tsampa and highland barley wine. However, some of the stainless steel iron pots for highland barley wine have been deformed, and some have leaked.
"Since our supplies are lost here, our horses must be nearby!" Dewang said affirmatively, and then searched forward, and at the same time he yelled "getting" in his mouth, hoping to disperse the missing. The nearby horses yelled back.
Severely pointed at the gray-white thing in the creek and asked Dewang, "Captain Wangde, what do you think it is?" We followed his fingers, and the gray-white thing was still alive. Mane, is it our horse
Dewang immediately gestured to Namu Dacuo, he took off the iron rod and hooked to the thing.
When Nam Dacuo picked out a horse skin from the creek, Alimishe squatted on the ground in fright, Lipu and Zhuomaji hurriedly armed with guns.
The black fish in the creek was full of fine fangs. It must be a carnivorous creature. Our pony must have strayed into the creek, and only a piece of skin was left after being eaten by these fishes.
Namu Dacuo threw the horse skin on the ground and then picked it up with an iron rod. The horse skin was indeed a group of black fish and black crayfish. It is densely packed, like a harvest from a net.
"Now we have grilled fish again!" Strictly showed a happy expression, but soon asked me: "Are there crayfish here too?"
Dewang and the others did not know crayfish, so they asked severely, "What is this?"
I can't help but wonder: Are crayfish also growing on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau
Strictly introduce to everyone: "This animal is called crayfish. It is grilled on the fire or fried in a frying pan. It is fragrant and crispy and has high nutrition!"
Dewang ordered: "Hurry up and take it, let's continue to look for the remaining horses!"
If we go late, I'm afraid that the remaining horses will suffer accidents.
Seeing more and more scattered materials along the way, our biggest loss is food rations. Without food rations, we have to eat wild animals and wild vegetables.
Before the waterfall, we were all exhausted and exhausted. Dewang ordered to camp here today.
We searched for a day but did not find a horse. Zhuo Maji and Lipu quickly collected dry grass and dead branches, set up a bonfire, sternly removed the horse skin, shaken out the black fish and crayfish, and placed them in an enamel tank. Cook.
Dewang was a little anxious, and he kept cursing something in Tibetan.
I put down the black unicorn. This mastiff weighs more than 100 catties. I hugged it for a day, but my arms are sore that I can't raise it anymore.
Strictly grilled the black fish, and handed it to me, but I shook his head and declined. He brought in an enamel tank with fiery red lobster inside. I still shook my head and said, "I don't want to eat now, I just want to sleep. !"
He said: "Even if you want to sleep, you have to eat and then go to sleep!"
I took out the last ball of tsampa from my pocket. After eating slowly, I drank some hot water, wrapped it in felt, and leaned against the rocky cliff to rest.
This day was really tiring, but I couldn't rest. After the soul and body were separated, I hurriedly headed down to the waterfall.
We quickly found the Pyramid of Skeletons along the stream, and then visited it and asked some confusing questions. My first question is: Can the food here be eaten
The tower master, who claimed to be a heavenly general, replied slowly: "In the eyes of true warriors, everything in the world is food that can satisfy hunger and extend life."
I hurriedly asked again: "Then can our horses and the supplies carried on the horseback be retrieved?"
The other party did not answer, the skull swayed from side to side, and a black snake crawled out of it and dived into the stream.
"Will you let us pass here?" My last question.
The other party became silent, and I asked it other questions, but it didn’t reply at all. I had to leave, swim around, and involuntarily came to Jishuitan. The black dragon entrenched in the middle was still there, staring at me and spitting. With his tongue.
I ignored it, and then returned to the camp.
Since I can only see my lost supplies along the creek, but I can't find the missing horses, I am afraid that these pony horses are not good enough.
When I came under the waterfall, I saw the lights on both sides of the cliff again. This scene amazed me.
"At the bottom of the Konghua shadow, Wan Lai is silent; what is faintly emerging is: Baogaizhu Tower, which is a golden body."
This sentence is also part of the poem I was reading. When my soul flew up the waterfall to the top of the waterfall, I saw the bright lights in the campsite, someone calling my name loudly, and women crying.
I hurriedly returned to my body, opened my eyes, and sternly said to me: "Xiao Yuan, you hurry up to rescue Zhuomaji, he is sick!"
Zhuo Maji was rolling on the ground clutching his abdomen. I took advantage of the light on Dewang's head to see Zhuo Maji's face golden, hurriedly opened the medicine box, took out a diazepam, gave the patient an intramuscular injection to calm him down, and then Check him.
After opening Zhuomaji's Tibetan robe and revealing his belly, I pressed his abdomen and found that he had shown signs of a "plate belly".
Dewang also looked surprised, and asked me: "You win, is he seriously ill?"
I didn’t answer. I closed my eyes and saw a large number of white bugs squirming in Zhuomaji’s body. Wriggling, I'm afraid that soon Zhuo Maji would be like a black bat, pierced by a bug and died.
For the parasites, I can't do anything for the time being, especially the active parasites. There is a lack of medicine and medicine here. I can only hope that our physique is strong and can melt the parasites in the body.
Finally a bug came out of Zhuomaji's belly, Dewanghe screamed in stern fear, and Namu Dacuo hurriedly exclaimed: "Blind Zulu!" (End of this chapter)