As the saying goes, he moved his house three times, but he moved his house three times in two years, but he still felt that he had made money because he lost only some external things, but he earned his life.
In fact, at the beginning, he kept asking himself again: Can he really be considered alive if he lives like this? He has regretted it thousands of times, why did he do such a thing? Now he is not a human being.
Is it a punishment for the survival of ghosts or ghosts? But as soon as he is gone, he becomes numb. The spacious apartment and the neon wine street, everything he once had is like a different world, even himself
The name has almost been forgotten
Although he lives in seclusion in the mountains, he occasionally appears in some remote towns. He usually sells collected mountain goods, birds and beasts by the road, and then buys some salt and clothing from the town and goes back. People don't eat them for a long time.
Salt will make your feet weak, and you can't stand the cold in the forest without clothes. Therefore, these two things are the most basic things to live in. In addition, he even cut his hair and beard by himself. It doesn't matter whether he looks good or not.
Just don't affect your vision
Since he accidentally encountered He Haiqiao in the forest five months ago, he moved again in a panic and threw away many necessary daily necessities. He originally planned to escape further, but he was about to come in winter.
So he planned to build a camp first, and then he would talk about it after winter. Anyway, sleeping in this season requires a lot of courage and rich experience, otherwise he would have to feed the wolf if he didn't freeze to death.
He found a big tree in the forest, and two adults barely hugged it. Under the roots was a big stone. He thought it was a good place to set up a winter camp, so he spent a day on the big stone.
A digging in the lower part of the stone was found to be larger than expected, but the depth and size were similar to what he expected. So after breaking three wooden crowbars, he finally pried out the stone along the diagonal pit.
, In this way, a big hole appeared on the lower part of the tree
He leveled the bottom, smoked away the poisonous insects with sulfur, and then laid licorice branches at the bottom, which became a comfortable bed in the jungle, and the vacant part extended to the big stone just now, and he dug here
The camp structure of the stove and flue is also reserved is called the Di Cang. It is the Di Cang he learned from the Forestry Bureau's "Old Northeast" and is both warm and hidden, and it is a good place to hide.
After digging the ground warehouse, he cut down the trunks of moderate thickness and tied them into wooden rafts to serve as the top cover and door of the ground warehouse, and then decorated it for a little. Unless someone brings a hunting dog or has rich experience, it will be difficult to find it here.
There is still a person living under the ground between a stone and a big tree
After building a place to settle down, he ventured back to his original residence - he was too panicked when he ran away, and many necessary things were not brought out on the way back to his residence. He set up some traps to defend himself, and secondly, he might be a little surprised.
The harvest is also good for the winter
Carefully returned to the original wooden house, took what he needed, and carefully checked the surroundings. There was no trace of anyone who found that guy He Haiqiao might be dead, maybe he hadn't even found his body.
I thought, I didn't want to move out. Although this wooden house was not as good as the apartment in the city, it was much better than that of the land warehouse. But after thinking about it, he thought it would be better to be cautious. He endured hunger and cold in the land warehouse, but it was also better.
I waited for death in the detention center, and I knew what I had committed, and I definitely did not run away from the death penalty.
On the way back, several consecutive traps were gone. When he was very disappointed, he found many small hoof prints around a ponytail cover. A next to him also activated the trap of bullet sticks. He observed carefully.
I thought it was a mountain muntjac and was not small. I actually tore my ponytail cover. Unfortunately, I was hit by a bullet stick again and my leg was broken.
The animal, a mountain muntjac, is keen and runs fast. Although he has a musket, gunpowder is very expensive and he is reluctant to use it easily. Therefore, if you want to catch a mountain muntjac, you can only rely on a trap if it is the past.
He didn't want to chase after the prey broke free from the trap - it was too tiring, but it was different if he broke one leg, especially when his footprints were clear, but it still had to be fast, otherwise it would be cheaper in the mountains.
It's a wolf
After climbing over two hills, he finally caught up with the mountain deer. He suddenly realized that the three-legged mountain deer ran away and ran slowly, so he used an arc-shaped death stick - a kind of
The hand-take hunting tool made of hard and heavy wood - aimed accurately, and flew out to break the other hind leg of the mountain muskie. Although he was still struggling, he could no longer run with his body.
He pulled out his hunting knife and stepped forward to cut the mountain musk's throat, ending its pain, which died with fear.
He cleared the blood of the mountain deer, then digged open its stomach, except for the heart, liver and spleen, buried the other internal organs that were difficult to deal with, and then cut down the branches to make a drag, and walked out against the wind.
More than ten miles, this was done to prevent the wild wolf from smelling blood. Then he sat down and made a fire, roasted the heart, spleen and liver of the mountain deer with fire, sprinkled with salt and fed it.
Because he chased the mountain deer, he ran a few more roads. It was farther from the newly built camp warehouse. As it was getting dark, he didn't want to spend the night in the forest with a fresh mountain deer, so he took advantage of the fact that he had just left the house.
When I was full and walked to the top of my head, I finally saw the big stone next to the earthen wall... But... what is the orange-red corner exposed behind the big stone?! That is definitely not in the forest
The color that should appear! It was a camping tent! He Haixiao is chasing him!!
His first reaction was to escape, but after thinking about it, he could not escape for a lifetime. Since the revenge of killing his sister was avenged, how could he stop? Since he almost killed him last time, it would be better to do so.
Don’t do it again and again, and you will get rid of the roots!
He made up his mind and put the musket behind his back and pulled out his hunting knife. Sometimes the musket is not more reliable than the knife.
This He Haixian is so stupid. There is a camping lamp in the orange-red tent, reflecting his shadow on the tent. He smiled secretly and sneaked over step by step
"Let you know, in the woods, I have the final say!" He sneaked to a place five or six steps outside the tent, and his legs were accumulating strength and was about to pounce forward, but suddenly felt his ankles tighten, and his body was unbalanced.
A branch bounced up, he was hung up with his feet facing up and his head facing down, and the musket slid off his hand, but he still held the knife tightly
"This He Haibao has learned to be smart." Although he was hit, he was still awake. He did not shout. Instead, he struggled to pull his ankle with his left hand and use his knife to cut the rope with his other hand.
The ground doesn't seem too high. As long as you protect the back of your head, there should be no problem falling from this height.
Although the rope was strong, it was just a rope after all. It was quickly broken by the sharp hunting knife. He fell from above and fell downwards. Although he was so confused, he still hurriedly got up from the ground.
But as soon as I got up, I felt a pain in my wrist, and the hunting knife was kicked away. Then I was punched heavily on my face and knocked him to the ground
Fortunately, the attacker did not continue to attack, but stopped. He wiped the place where he was hurt and fumbled around in a hurry. He actually touched the musket that had just been lost, and it was as if he had caught it.
Like a life-saving straw, pick it up and look at the attacker behind you
The moon is bright in the mountains, and Wu Fangge stands with his hands behind his back and smiles
He also smiled and said, "What am I saying, how could He Haiqiao become so smart all of a sudden? It turns out it was you." He paused and said, "It's just that you are useless." He shook the gun in his hand
, "I'm a musket, one shot and one piece of it."
Wu Fangge sneered: "If I were you, I would throw that thing away and surrender with me obediently. Even if it was the death penalty, I could live well for several months and meet my family. I would be as strong as those living here.
No one is a ghost or a ghost"
He also sneered: "It's better to live than to die. My own life is in my own hands and want to catch me? How many people have you brought?"
Wu Fangge said: "How many people have you used to deal with you? As the saying goes, if you do evil, you will die. If I don't do anything, you will have to kill yourself first."
"Then I'll kill you first!" He howled and pulled the trigger
With a loud "boom", the musket exploded in his hand, and his eyes were suddenly surrounded by a blood mist. The moon disappeared, and after the blood mist it turned out to be dark. His hands were all over his face and he wanted to carry it.
The pain of tens of millions of steel pins is unbearable
"Ah~~~" He howled, pulled out a deadly stick from behind and threw it out randomly. In the confusion, he heard Wu Fangge say coldly again: "I've said it, sooner or later, you'll kill yourself.
”
He howled for a while, and when the pain was slightly relieved, he pulled out the last deadly stick, which was his last weapon, and his eyes were still invisible. He had to admit the fact that "he was blind..." But he was still fighting with the trapped beast.
He waved his life-threatening stick randomly and howled, "Wu Fangge! I'm your mother! You're fucking plotting against me! You'll come here if you have the will!"
"Crash!" A cool liquid poured on his face, with a faint smell of fishy smell. This was a smell that he was not unfamiliar with. At this time, he heard Wu Fangge say again: "I got it from the zoo, I hope it can
Works"
"The secretion of the wolf! Plus the smell of blood" he was startled, gasped and shouted: "Wu Fangge! What do you want to do!"
Wu Fangge continued to spray the deadly liquid on him, saying, "Only beasts can do what you do to Haizhen. I wanted to fight tooth, but I couldn't do that, so I had to invite beasts.
Helped”
"Bastard! Get out of here!" He roared, waving his death stick hard, but he did this in vain with his loss of vision.
Wu Fangge finally stopped splashing the liquid and said, "Okay, enjoy your last time slowly, I won't be with you." After that, he heard the footsteps away.
"You're back! Bastard!!" He howled again, and threw the deadly stick with the sound of footsteps, as if he had hit something, but he no longer cared about water! Water! What he needs most now is water! Water is needed!
There is a stream near the deadly liquid on his body, but with his current vision, it is impossible to get there. There is a can of stored water in the ground warehouse. Water, life-saving water, he groped to find the ground warehouse.
But he lost his vision and couldn't tell the direction clearly, so this is not a connotation
It was easy to find the big stone, which was even more kinky than touching a relative. With a big stone as a sign, he easily found the wooden raft door of the Dicang, just as he loosened it.
When he was breathing, he suddenly felt a tingling pain on his left wrist, and another rope wrapped around his wrist. He quickly touched it with his right hand and found that the rope was metal and had dense sharp teeth on it - this is
Wire saw! Wu Fangge calculated that he would come to Dicang to hide, so he set up a wire saw trap on the door handle!
He was really desperate this time because even with a knife in his hand, the rope saw was broken and broken. "No!!" He shouted loudly, as if in response to him, and the valley came from the distant valley. A long wolf howl