The Ghost of Paper Man

Chapter 73: Safe cave dwellings

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In addition to feelings, there are impressions between people.

The ghost van only drove us to the earth hut in Xieshugou, then turned around and left. After a night of running, I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes, but Pan Qingqing's stomach groaned again.

I resisted the drowsiness, collected some dry grass and dead branches near the earthen house, and brought them back to the house to create a fire to keep warm. Then I cut off the skin of a branch with a sharp knife, and the other end was sharpened. My big green eyes were full of doubts. Looking at me.

Most of the daily necessities in the earthen house were packaged by me and taken away on the back of the little black donkey. Only less than a plastic pot of water was left, but without a small iron pot, I couldn't boil hot water for drinking.

I pierced the sharp end of the branch into a fried meatball and put it on the fire to grill.

The hot oil from the fried meatballs dripped into the fire, and a black smoke rose, but it also gave off an attractive aroma. I handed the cooked meatballs to Pan Qingqing to take.

"Shall we stay here for the night?" Qingqing asked me while eating the roasted meatballs.

I continued to put the meatballs on the fire for barbecue. Before I had time to answer her question, there was a stern wolf howl outside, and Qingqing's frightened hands trembled, and the cooked meatballs fell into the fire.

"There are wolves here?" Qingqing was surprised, and I immediately handed her the branch in my hand, took a sharp knife and went out to check.

A pair of small green eyes appeared on the nearby hillside. I knew that these were the eyes of wild wolves. The earthen house had no doors, so I was afraid that it would be difficult to withstand the sneak attacks of these wild wolves.

I returned to the house, handed the flashlight to Qingqing, and said to her: "It's not safe here. I will take you to a safe place! You bring the food, and I bring the water."

Qingqing stood up, and I immediately tied the plastic pot around my waist with a white coat, and made a simple torch from these dead branches. With Qingqing, I left the soil house and continued walking along the mountain road.

While leading the way, I looked back at the situation. These wild wolves followed quietly, but they stopped roaring.

"It's terrible here, where are you taking me?" Pan Qingqing asked tremblingly.

I did not answer, she continued to beg: "Let's go back to the city!"

There is only one road ahead. When she followed Lu Ji on her mount Baixue before, it didn't take long. Now, walking on foot, it feels long and difficult to walk.

The snow under my feet is not too thick, but a bit muddy.

The torch in my hand was going to go out soon, I simply threw it on the ground, took the flashlight from Qingqing, and continued to lead the way. When we were all exhausted, we finally saw the cliff.

Qingqing saw the abyss in front, and was immediately depressed. Putting the bamboo basket in his hand on the snowy ground, gasping for breath.

I found the mechanism of the suspension bridge with a flashlight, opened it quickly, and lowered the wooden bridge.

Qingqing looked surprised, and I immediately handed the flashlight to her to let her pass the single-plank bridge first.

I took off the kettle on my waist, carried the bamboo basket in my left hand and the kettle in my right hand, and walked on the trembling log bridge. The wolf behind me roared again. The cry was hairy, but I held my breath and walked across the wooden bridge with all my concentration, put down the things in my hand, quickly found the cable chain, pulled it, and put away the wooden bridge.

The group of wild wolves who were chasing were blocked off the cliff and had to look at us and howl.

Although Qingqing was tired and sweating profusely, he was curious about this iron chain.

"Hurry up, there is a place to rest in front of you!" I brought food and water, and continued to lead the way.

After entering the cave, he immediately felt safe. Put down the food and water, and ignited the oil lamp on the cave wall with a lighter.

Qingqing looked at the cave dwelling with a look of surprise, and asked: "This is your hometown?"

I took her to the back of the wall and said, "There are beds and beddings here, please rest quickly! I'm going to sleep outside, it's safe here!"

Although there are still snowflakes outside and the cold wind is blowing, it is not very cold inside the cave.

I was lying on the desk and fell asleep soon.

After Pan Qingqing came to the screen and saw the bath tub, she simply washed her face, and then lay down in the tent with her clothes to fall asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already noon, and I woke up hungry.

There was silence in the cave. I rushed to Zhaobi and picked up the Cairo tent, and found that Qingqing was still asleep.

She was still safe, so I turned around and went back to the front hall, and found that the small clay stove here had been extinguished long ago, but there was a copper kettle next to it.

I walked outside the cave and saw a clear sky, but did not see the sun, the snow had stopped, and the wind was still a bit cold.

There are a lot of dead branches and dry grass on the hillside. I collected a large armful and brought it back to the cave to make a fire and boil water.

Qingqing may have been awakened by the sound of steam. She came to the front hall, looked at me, and asked, "Is this your hometown?"

I shook my head and introduced: "This is Miss Yang's hometown. We are here waiting for her to come back. You must be hungry!"

Qingqing nodded in response, looked at the hot water in the copper pot, and asked, "Can I wash my face with hot water?"

Here, although the water is a bit nervous, I can still meet her basic requirements.

She washed her face in the tub, wiped her face with the old Ropa, then went to sit down in front of the dressing table and said to herself: "There is a dressing table but no cosmetics, not even rouge gouache."

I also washed my face in a hurry and went to prepare lunch for us.

I opened the cover on the bamboo basket and found that it was full of fried food, bacon and a few apples.

Qingqing ate the barbecue and baked apples, and asked me again: "Who is Miss Yang? How could she live in such a strange cave?"

I didn't know how to explain to her, so I didn't answer.

The traditional Chinese medicines collected two days ago were still dried in the cave. After a simple lunch, I began to sort out these herbs.

Qingqing sat in a daze in front of the small clay pot.

After sorting out the herbs, I told Qingqing to stay in the cave not to go out. Then I went to the hillside to continue collecting dry firewood. It belongs to the mountainous area. Two mountains are intersected, and a deep ditch goes diagonally to the southeast. Just as the water flows, there will be no shortage of water here.

I don't know when Lu Ji will come back, or whether the old Taoist priest and Brother Zhenmin can find here

At night, after we had a simple dinner, Qingqing said: "Since there is fire and hot water, then I will take a hot bath."

How much water does this need? Besides, if you use a copper pot to boil water, how many pots do you have

Qingqing said, "There is a bath tub behind the screen behind, so Ms. Yang must also take a bath in it often?"

I nodded and agreed, so I found many stones from outside and put them in the stove.

Qingqing asked: "What are you doing?"

I explained: "We don't have a big kettle here. We can only use this stupid method to heat the water in the tub."

She responded: "I understand, you continue to boil the water, I'll go and make it easier!"

Qingqing took the straw paper on the table, and I hurriedly handed her the sharp knife and the flashlight, and exhorted: "Don't be too far away from the cave, call me immediately when you are in danger!"

In fact, there is no danger here. She responded, gave me a thankful look, and left the cave.

I took the opportunity to lie down for a while, and my bones ached all over my body while sleeping on the table.

I closed my eyes and thought of the life of Lu Ji and I here. It was sweet and fulfilling, but it was a pity that Lu Ji was caught by the black face tent, and her body stayed here, but it belonged to another person. Although Qing Qing did not treat me. He held a vigilant attitude, but kept a distance from me.

What should I do if Lu Ji comes back? What should Qingqing do? (End of this chapter)