"April 21

Last night I heard the sound of a snake moving on the ground. Its scales rubbed the leaves on the ground, making a continuous sound, and you could also hear the crunching and popping sound of dead leaves being pressed. You could tell it was a big snake.

snake.

I opened the curtain of leaves and took a look outside - yesterday we lived next to a swamp in the rainforest. Behind a few clusters of trees was a large swamp, and a vast sky that is rare in tropical rainforests.

The moon is beautiful. It hangs as white as snow on the leaves, and the hazy clear light is like countless snow-white feathers, frozen in eternal time with this night."

Kitahara Kazufeng's pen tip paused slightly, and he raised his head and looked at the sky burning with the brilliant fire of the morning sun, and his eyes reflected an indescribably brilliant light.

Under the strong humidity of the rainforest, the light is often refracted more brilliantly and dazzlingly, just like a diamond with countless facets carved out by humans, and a flower suddenly blooming in the rain.

A colorful halo fell on the tip of a leaf, dripping with the dew, and a silent and solemn tragedy was staged on the ground.

An elf supported a leaf and ran over staggeringly. Finally, he simply sat down on the ground with a plop. His big curious eyes looked at the traveler who had snatched away his usual job. After a while, he tried to crawl to the corner of his clothes again.

Go up there.

Kitahara and Kaede lowered their heads, and somewhat amusedly, they reached out to pick up the little guy and put it on their knees. They picked up a small flower on the side and stuffed it into the hands of the happy little guy. Then they continued to write in their diary:

"I saw on the ground, a golden snake, meandering gracefully, calmly and proudly.

The dark markings on its body are flowing under its unhurried movements, and the golden scales reflect the shining moonlight, which is as brilliant as the most dazzling gold, making people think of the sun and its need to breathe once every eleven years.

sunspots.

Amazon anaconda, the largest snake in the world. The undisputed king of the Amazon waters, the sun without light in the dark night.

Then it turned its head, and its body slowly and elegantly wrapped around a big tree. It looked at me silently with eyes that seemed to be shining in the night, calm and full of moonlight.

Every part of that thick body is so similar that when it swims, it looks like a gorgeous wave of water.

Snakes are masters of manipulating human vision. Even though its world is only filled with absolute silence and mottled colors, it makes itself look so beautiful that it makes people feel dazzled and reluctant to look away.

——For a moment, I understood why Adam in the Garden of Eden was bewitched by the snake."

Being close to such a huge, beautiful and dangerous animal is undoubtedly a scary thing for people with macrophobia, but when Kitahara and Kaede first saw it, the only thing they felt was

It is the smooth beauty created by nature.

The snake is the most graceful and beautiful reptile. All the splendor is summarized in simple geometric figures in its long and monotonous shape that lacks the changes of other animals. Instead, it has changes that are magnificent to the extreme.

"Kitahara, did you see the Amazon anaconda yesterday?"

Marquez's voice floated hazily like the light mist in the morning, almost the same as the "crow" sound made by the wind at the top of the rainforest. If you don't listen carefully, you can hardly hear it. It seems to be the same as usual.

There is no difference.

However, Kitahara and Kaede raised their heads subconsciously, and very skillfully felt the subtle sleepiness and exhaustion conveyed in the other's voice.

"There was indeed a beautiful snake that swam through the woodland last night."

Kitahara and Kaede put down their notebooks, looked at Marquez who was holding Sigma as a pillow, and smiled at him, their voices also very low: "There shouldn't be any other small animals seen today."

As the residence of adult Amazon anacondas, few small animals dare to live here. If there are fewer small animals, there will not be too many large carnivores.

It is possible to encounter jaguars and pumas passing by. There are many records of jaguars catching Amazon pythons in the wild, although most of them are

Taking advantage of the opponent's shedding of skin and taking advantage of it can also show how powerful it is.

The speed and reflexes of cats are really beyond the reach of ordinary animals. With the same size, they are the most elegant killers among vertebrates.

Marquez blinked his purple eyes, then put his body on Sigma, and lay back slowly: he and Sigma were keeping watch in the first half of the night, unlike Kitahara and Kaede who were used to staying up late, they had already

Tired.

After a month, Sigma also reluctantly accepted that there was a person around him who would silently come up to cling to him at every turn. He managed to find a way to get along with him through stumbling, but sometimes he was still amused to the point of bursting with laughter.

Marquez found it very interesting. From time to time he would tilt his head and look at Sigma. The pair of eyes that could not feel any emotional ups and downs and even lacked clear focus were shining brightly in the sunshine that occasionally fell in the rain forest.

For this young writer who seems to have never written a novel, this feeling is like seeing his younger brother and sister stumbling to learn to walk again after so many years.

It's very cute - especially when they stumble and try their best to come over, just to fall into their arms.

Marquez looked at Sigma who was still sleeping. He narrowed his eyes slightly as if he was holding his favorite doll, and buried his face in the other person's shoulder. He felt a light and inexplicable happiness.

"If you continue like this, the dew in the forest will turn into flowers and fly to the sky in the next few days."

Kitahara and Feng laughed and joked in a low voice, then put the notebook on the ground, stretched themselves a little and stood up, planning to make today's breakfast.

"If we want to fly, Beitahara and Little Sigma will definitely be the first to fly."

Marquez closed his eyes and muttered in a soft, vague and light voice: "After all, you don't belong to this world in the first place..."

He could feel the feeling of being out of place.

Loneliness is a kind of flower, a kind of grass, a lush cold color, a bird that does not belong to the ground falling on the ground, and a gentle and wet smell in the rain forest when it rains.

Beiyuan and Feng were stunned for a moment, but did not speak. They subconsciously picked up the elf that had slipped from their knees and stuffed it into their scarves, and then turned to look at each other.

Most of Marquez had already shrunk into the quilt, but his snow-white eyelashes were trembling slightly, and it was clear from a glance that he was not asleep yet.

But the traveler didn't bother him. He just gently lifted the curtain strung with leaves and walked forward.

The initial supplies they brought at the beginning have all been eaten, but thanks to the rich biological resources in the rainforest and the many primitive tribes living around them, the quality of life of the three of them has not been much worse.

The only problem is that after being captured, animals can basically only eat one meal, and there is no way to store them: large carnivores in the rainforest may come when they smell blood. When attacked by many wild beasts, even Mark

Si also found it very troublesome.

"Because it is a range-based superpower, if it is surrounded, it will become a situation where we cannot distinguish between ourselves and the enemy."

This is what he said. While he was talking, he was poking a spear-headed viper that he had frozen with his supernatural power with his finger. After a long time, he reluctantly let the one-meter-long "little" snake go.

However, Kitahara and Kaede did not intend to cause trouble with various animals in the morning. Instead, they looked for fruits on the trees and edible stems, leaves and roots.

"Well, acai berry trees, it's a pity that it's not the acai berry growing season yet..."

The traveler looked at a palm tree on the edge of the swamp and muttered to himself with some regret.

Acai berry, as the fruit with the most nutritional value, is called the fruit of life. It is a fruit that is rare in the wild and has the function of treating diseases.

In the eyes of local people, it can treat most diseases in the wild, including one of the biggest dangers of eating wild animals, parasites. It can also treat ulcers, diarrhea, high fever, wound healing, etc.

But seeing this, it should also mean that they have reached Brazil now: Although the ultimate goal is to reach Guatemala,

From the beginning, they planned to go to Brazil and Venezuela first, so it was not considered a wrong direction.

"If it doesn't work, just bring some palm cores back."

Kitahara and Kaede were a little regretful that the season was not good. They squatted down and picked up a feather-like leaf. They planned to wash it by the river later and use it as a fan when it was hot.

Then I found some small palm trees, cut them down and found the palm cores inside for breakfast.

When he returned from his work, Sigma also woke up. He was in a daze after being hugged by Marquez. At first glance, it was clear that he had struggled but was completely unable to break free.

Beihara and Feng glanced at each other, couldn't help laughing, stretched out their hands to hand each other a palm core, and watched the other person helplessly being forced to eat his breakfast on the high bed.

In the past few days, as they learned more about the rainforest, and Kitahara and Feng were willing to teach and help when setting up the camp, the facilities became more complete.

The Amazon forest is not a place where you can just lie down and sleep. There may be a poisonous scorpion hidden under a leaf that has not been driven away by insect repellent, so it is best to keep a certain distance from the ground when resting.

If they weren't worried about the primates climbing over the trees while sleeping, both Kitahara and Feng would want to build their camp on these leafy trees.

"Garcia?"

Sigma ate half of the meal, hesitated for a moment, reached out and poked Marquez in the face, imitating Kitahara and Kaede's posture. His voice sounded helpless: "Can you stop hugging me? I feel like my whole body is being squeezed.

It’s very boring.”

"Oh." Marquez said slowly, and then opened his eyes. He didn't look like he had just woken up. After letting go of his hand a little slowly, he changed his position and continued to hold Sigma.

The way a person stays in bed with him.

"Hey hey hey—Kitahara!"

After Sigma realized that his persuasion was useless, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and then cast the condemning eyes of the petitioner and petitioner on Kitahara and Kaede. As a result... he saw the traveler's slightly curved smile that could not be clearer.

Interesting eyes.

Sigma puffed up his face silently.

Then after realizing that this action was too childish, he turned his head away without hesitation, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over his head, and began to think angrily about who Kitahara and Feng favored, but he became discouraged within a few seconds.

Although they have spent more time together, he has essentially just walked a little longer with Kitahara and Feng, and he doesn't seem to have the right to be angry about it.

And he himself is indeed not as good as Marquez, nor does he have as many topics and wonderful imaginations to talk about with Kithara.

It's like he didn't belong to their world from the beginning.

Thinking of this, Sigma sighed, took a dull bite of the sweet palm core in his hand - and then bit it empty.

Sigma: "?"

He subconsciously looked around and found that Marquez seemed to be looking at the sky very seriously, his cheeks were bulging, like a small hamster with its cheeks stuffed.

That's my palm core!

Sigma wanted to say this, but before he could say it, he met Marquez's eyes.

The young man turned his head sideways, his snow-white hair hanging down, and the unfocused eyes he looked over gave people the feeling of being inexplicably like those of the dead whose pupils expanded after death, making them look more like fairies and undead.

At least they all carry the same boundless emptiness.
To be continued...