Guo Dajing also understood that even though he had experience in surviving in the wild, escaping hastily before fully recovering his physical strength would not lead to a good outcome.
And there are some things that he can only do with confidence in a secluded place where no one is around.
The sun rose into the sky, bringing a little warmth.
Guo Dajing raised his head and didn't need to squint. The sun seemed to be wrapped in gray mist, not dazzling at all.
This place is already inaccessible, and you can clearly tell by looking at the footprints in the snow.
He had walked a long way and climbed very high. Looking down, he could still see the village, but the people walking around in the village had become very small.
Turning his head and exhaling a thick white breath, Guo Dajing felt tired, but he also saw the hiding place he was looking for.
Using his remaining strength, Guo Dajing continued to trek through the snow for dozens of meters, and stopped in front of a cave that was mostly covered by weeds and snow.
There was only one person in the cave, so Guo Dajing used thick branches to dig out several hollows, and he could climb in by stepping on them.
Looking at the entrance of the cave, hesitating for a moment, Guo Dajing grabbed a few handfuls of weeds at the entrance of the cave, took out a lighter, lit it, and stuffed it into the cave.
Fireworks can drive away wild animals. Is this cave empty, or is there something hidden? Guo Dajing doesn't know, so he must be cautious and put safety first.
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The sun rose into the sky and slowly set to the west.
Xiao Ni has been out several times and even picked up a small bundle of firewood at the edge of the village, but she didn't see any sign of her elder brother.
Nothing will happen to big brother, right? Did he run away and leave me behind? What should I do?
Sister Li Xiu walked back from the village with firewood in her arms and called to Xiaoni, "Go home and wait. Be careful of the cold. Brother Guo will be fine."
Xiao Ni hesitated for a moment, then went back into the house to warm herself up by the fire for a while, then came out to look around and wait.
The sun is getting lower, giving the snow-covered treetops on the top of the mountain a faint blush.
Xiaoni's eyes widened and her mouth opened. Her big brother appeared and she ran to meet him.
Guo Dajing dragged the bundle of firewood and walked neither fast nor slowly, giving Xiaoni a calm and calm feeling, as if she could overcome any difficulty.
This should be an illusion. After Xiaoni ate chocolate and bread, she unconsciously developed a sense of dependence.
Looking at Xiaoni who was trotting up to meet her, Guo Dajing smiled but kept walking.
"Brother, you've been out for so long, come inside and warm yourself by the fire!" Xiao Ni helped Guo Dajing pull the rope, even though her small body didn't have much strength.
Guo Dajing smiled and nodded, put the firewood under the window and opened it. There were three dead birds hidden in the firewood. Two were crows and one was an unknown bird.
Xiaoni smiled happily, reached out and took it first, and walked into the house with Guo Dajing.
Sister Li Xiu and her younger brother both ate bread. Although it was not a lot and they were not full, they had more energy after all.
Seeing Guo Dajing and Xiaoni come in, Sister Li Xiu greeted them with a smile, and the younger brother blinked and smiled a little.
Xiaoni raised the dead bird in her hand and showed off: "Look, big brother shot it, so there is something to eat tonight."
Guo Dajing made a few gestures, and Xiaoni translated, "Big brother said he ate them in the mountains, and these birds are all for us. Right? Big brother."
Guo Dajing nodded, replied in the affirmative, sat by the fire, put the long wooden stick in his hand on the fire, and prepared to make a gun.
Sister Li Xiu got up quickly, took the broken earthen pot outside to fill the snow, and came back to boil water. Xiaoni and her brother had a bird each and were already roasting on the fire.
Taking the crow from Xiaoni, Sister Li Xiu thanked her and sat down.
Burn it on the fire to make the wood charred and harden, then grind it on the ground, and the tip will gradually appear. Guo Dajing worked attentively and seriously.
This should be the first weapon he dares to show off to others, and it is also the most simple and powerful martial arts he has mastered.
The so-called martial arts are the assassination techniques in the armies of later generations. The core is "three defenses and one stab", a simple and effective killing technique.
When it comes to hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield, Guo Dajing also knows that there is no use in showing off. In the exchange of swords and guns, victory or defeat can be determined in an instant, as well as life and death.
On the battlefield, the fight to the death is so cruel, how can you allow you to show off in a flash?
With a strong body and strong strength, he has a great advantage in a cold-weapon battle. The so-called "one strength can defeat ten" is a good summary.
Guo Dajing's congenital conditions were very good. He was tall and strong. He could pull a plow when doing farm work at home and carry firewood for several days.
With such a strong physique and simple and effective fighting skills, Guo Dajing believed that he could deal with three enemies. Of course, this was a conservative estimate.
The door was pushed open with a loud noise, and Zhao Qingshan bumped in. His face was still swollen and his eyes were bruised.
After closing the door, Zhao Qingshan's eyes were cold and suspicious, and he smelled the strange smell of burnt feathers and the aroma of barbecue.
Sister Li Xiu pulled her younger brother away from the fire, and Xiaoni also hid behind Guo Dajing. Guo Dajing glanced at Zhao Qingshan, then lowered his head and continued to sharpen his wooden gun.
Zhao Qingshan didn't say anything. He sat by the fire, pierced the crow in his hand into a piece of firewood, and roasted it on the fire.
The spear tip gradually took shape and became increasingly sharp. But Guo Dajing knew that such a spear tip could not penetrate armor and could only stab the head, face, throat and other exposed vital parts.
Caressing the tip of the wooden spear, Guo Dajing felt helpless, but he did not want to give up the weapon he had worked so hard to polish.
Zhao Qingshan looked sideways, snorted coldly, and said with some mockery: "Don't talk about iron armor for this thing? Even cloth armor can't penetrate it, what's the use of it?"
Guo Dajing raised his head and glanced at Zhao Qingshan, but the guy had already turned his head.
After blinking and thinking for a while, Guo Dajing wrapped a rag strip under the tip of the gun.
This is relatively basic common sense. The red tassel on the spear is not for good looks, but to prevent blood from flowing down the barrel of the gun and making your hands slippery.
Zhao Qingshan glanced at it, with a strange expression on his face, but after being silent for a long time, he still said angrily and disdainfully: "It's a useless thing, be careful to cause trouble."
Guo Dajing thought this was a good reminder. When Jianlu saw you holding a weapon, how could he not be on guard or kill him? He thought for a moment, took the long strip of cloth and tied it into a knot to cover the tip of the gun.
In this way, the spear is just a stick, and the threat is greatly reduced. As for whether Jianlu cares or not, Guo Dajing doesn't care. You can't take nothing, and you don't even have the strength to fight back, right?
Zhao Qingshan opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He turned over the roasted crow silently, his eyes flashed, as if he was deep in thought.
The room became quiet except for Xiaoni and Sister Li Xiucheng, and the sound of Li Xiucheng chewing. Guo Dajing's eyes wandered, staring at the flickering fire, not knowing what he was thinking.