At dawn, a young man was lying in the cave in a very embarrassed manner, and a little milk cat was hiding from a distance and looked at it.
This is naturally Shang Zhen and Xiaoni Mao.
Shang Zhen's clothes had been torn. It was Shang Zhen involuntarily tore in pain.
The firewood on the ground was scattered, it was due to the pain and the shaking.
The pain was still there, but it was relieved, and Shang Zhen felt like he had died once.
He didn't know how he got through this night, it was a kind of clear pain, and there was no pain in his whole body!
He could no longer describe the painful feeling.
He didn't know how many screams, how many screams and how much sweat he rolled out in the night, anyway, the sheepskin jacket he was wearing now looked like a dildo.
What is called a sheepskin coat is also like a scorpion head
The sheepskin jacket of Shangzhen is a real one with fur. The long hair on the outside is cut off and there is only a layer of short pile on it.
This person will grab something whenever he can't stand the pain.
When the man got sick with a passive knife, he still had to bite a piece of cloth in his mouth. When the second master Guan Yun was scraping his bones to heal his injuries, he had to play chess to distract him.
And Shang Zhen would involuntarily scratch the sheepskin jacket when he was in pain, so he pulled off the short fleece from the sheepskin jacket piece by piece.
In this way, wouldn't this sheepskin coat look like the crops and seedlings
It doesn't hurt so much now, but Shang Zhen has been frustrated.
In addition to the pain, he also felt cold, but the clothes inside him were already wet, and he sweated too much!
If you sweat a lot, you will be thirsty. Shang Zhen twisted his head laboriously and looked into the depths of the cave. This time he knew that there was a spring without any reminder.
But does he dare to drink that spit? Can you still drink
If I drink it again, I am afraid that I will not only pull the wool from the sheepskin jacket, I will be able to grab the top spot!
Shang Zhen had no doubt confirmed that his pain last night was because of drinking the water from the spring!
Now he has not found the excitement and anticipation of this spring, but the existence of this spring makes him even more hungry and thirsty, and he can only grinning his chapped lips.
He no longer cursed the mouth like he did last night, because he has no strength to curse, even to be angry.
"Oh oh oh", Shang Zhen heard the cry of the little milk cat.
He followed the reputation, and then saw the little milk cat poking out the little furry head from the hole.
It looks like a little thief who is stealing things just like it looks like a probe!
Only then did Shang Zhen think that his tossing last night must have been frightened by throwing this little toy!
So Shang Zhen endured the pain in his body, sat up and hooked his finger at the little toy, and said in his mouth: "Come here, you little toy to throw."
It's just that when Shang Zhen finished speaking, he and the little milk cat were shocked again!
Listening to the dumb and obscure voice, Shang Zhen couldn't believe it was his own.
Only then did he realize that his screaming voice had been broken after that night.
And the little milk cat's performance after being frightened again was even more exaggerated. It actually jumped into the air with a bow and four claws!
Damn! Seeing the little milk cat that jumped in the earthquake, I forgot to feel the pain. Why would this little playful be able to jump? This jump is quite high!
its not right! It's only been a night!
When it wanted to jump on the big rock to find its dead mother, why didn't it see it jump so high? !
If it could jump so high, then it would be able to see its mother!
In doubt, Shang Zhen immediately flashed his inspiration, and he felt that he wanted to understand.
I drank so much spring water and tossed it all night to death. This little milk cat did not drink less, so it should hurt too!
But it's not right. I couldn't see the little milk cat jumping or not in the darkness last night, but at least the little guy didn't scream.
If they don’t call it, they don’t hurt. What's the matter
So Shang Zhen, who was already suffering from body pain and smoking in his throat and eyes, had another problem, that is, his head was swollen by this strange thing again!
"Oh oh oh", after the old tall little milk cat landed and saw that Shang Zhen hadn't changed, it came to him in a ghostly manner, but its eyes looked at the wolf meat on one side.
Looking at the expression on it, how could Shang Zhen be unable to guess, this little joke must be hungry.
Ok!
Shang Zhen stretched out his hand to support the rock wall and slowly stood up. It was time for him to get something to eat, and to find some water to drink.
Do you dare to drink the water from the spring
When I rushed to this spring wholeheartedly, I thought I found it.
But after suffering like this, it’s hard to say whether you can fall asleep at night. What kind of dreams are you going to do, let alone dreaming about the past life through dreaming.
At this time, Shang Zhen really wanted to cry without tears, really without tears.
Tears are salty water, and they all turned into sweat last night!
The sun has risen, but the winter sun cannot make people feel warm at all. It looks at the mountains with indifferent eyes.
At the foot of the mountain was a teenager's staggering steps, followed by a small milk cat who was so hungry that he called "Oh oh" and tried to bite the boy's trousers to bring him back to give him barbecue.
Shang Zhen is also hungry but he is more thirsty, but he still has one of the most important things to do, that is, he has to keep burning wood.
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.
Where is the cloud flying with the strong wind here? Here there is a strong wind, it is the wind blows the stones as big as a bucket, and then the chaotic rocks pierce through the sky and start a thousand piles of snow!
Yesterday he didn't get much firewood. If the wind re-emerged, wouldn't he be hungry and cold? !
Shang Zhen was picking up thorns and firewood on the leeward of the mountain to see if he could find a source of water.
But let him down, how could there be water outside this mountain
The wind here blows so frequently and is so tyrannical, even if there is a lake that has been blown dry long ago!
No water was found, but firewood had to be picked up.
Poor Shang Zhen now doesn't even have a rope to tie up the firewood.
But this season is not good, if it is summer, he can use grass to bale it.
But this season is now, even if the wattle firewood found is already dry and dry, how can he tie it.
So he could only run into the cave over and over again with the burnt wood he picked up, and the arms of the short-legged person couldn't go far enough, and he couldn't hold much at one time.
And how did that little milk cat understand Shang Zhen's difficulty in saving firewood, but it was like an inexperienced child who followed his ass and barked pitifully.
It might be able to figure out what Shang Zhen was doing to hug the firewood, but why didn't he "cook" food for him if there was a firewood Shangzheng
Shang Zhen naturally understood that if he didn't take advantage of the lack of wind to pick up more firewood, where would he go to get the firewood when the wind picked up
No matter how small the little milk cat is, it is also an animal that has a fur lying in the belly of the mountain, like a fur mattress underneath it.
But I am a human being, do I have hair? Does hair count? Can the hair keep you cool
OK? No way! I still have to work hard after all!