"What kind of singing is the most joyful? The winding river water comes from the sky, and your young master Meng is confused and lost his way!"
In such a harsh environment, with no idea where the road is, he is probably the only one who can continue to maintain this stupid mentality, right?
How do you say something?
Since life has raped you and you are unable to resist, then enjoy it!
The issue is:
How the hell do you get out?
Method?
There is always a way.
If there are no traces of anyone passing by here, then I won’t leave.
As long as someone walks by, there will be some traces left.
For example, here, there are many footprints on the ground, just follow this.
The damn rain started falling again.
It was sticky and uncomfortable.
This is bearable.
The problem is, the rain washed away many of the traces.
There is still a way.
The grass here has been trampled.
Someone has rested here.
Cigarette butts!
Holy shit!
Who the hell is so rich and still has a cigarette?
Master Meng quickly picked up the cigarette butts.
Unfortunately, it was already wet from the rain, so it couldn't be lit no matter how hard it was lit.
Master Meng sighed, and threw away the cigarette butt sadly and reluctantly.
I'm hungry, very hungry.
He found a shelter from the rain, took out the piece of cake, looked at it for a long time, and then carefully took a bite.
Then, he hid it carefully like a miser.
I have seen on TV before that people who are lost in the forest seem to be able to find food anywhere and anytime.
Not to mention anything else, just the wild fruits, that’s enough.
But when I went there myself, I realized that it was all a fucking lie.
In the forest, there is almost nothing edible, but there are quite a few things that can eat people.
The scariest thing is the locust.
Thousands of leeches lurk on the leaves and in puddles. The leeches are black, thin, and slender like matchroots. After sucking blood, their bodies are round and round like silkworm babies.
The leech sticks to the body and it is difficult to get rid of it. You can pinch one end and pull it out, while the other head remains in the human body and continues to suck blood.
The rain finally stopped falling.
Meng Shaoyuan quickly lit a fire and leaned his feet against the fire to warm himself.
In a moment, dozens of leeches rolled to the ground.
"Damn it, I can't find anything to eat, but you guys are full?"
Meng Shaoyuan cursed bitterly.
Then the damn mosquitoes came again.
The mosquitoes in the jungle are very big, more than an inch long. When they bite a person, they will immediately swell up and cause burning pain.
The pain is secondary, the key is, God knows what terrible diseases these mosquitoes will bring.
There are also poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions, etc., all of which are threats.
At night, wild beasts such as jackals, tigers and leopards also ran out, and their shrill roars echoed in the valley, making people's hair stand on end.
The miasma in the jungle is particularly severe, and various mosquito bites spread germs. Edema, relapsing fever, malaria, tetanus, and unnamed strange diseases followed one after another.
Falling down every moment.
Not bad luck.
At least so far, Meng Shaoyuan has not contracted any disease.
The Japanese were nowhere to be seen.
Damn it, even the Japanese don’t want to come in this damn place.
After resting for a night, fortunately, I finally didn't become food in the belly of the beast.
The further I walked, the more hopeless I felt.
Because along the way, Meng Shaoyuan saw the remains of countless expeditionary army soldiers.
They did not die in the hands of the Japanese army, they were swallowed by this terrible forest.
Tiredness, hunger, and beasts are the biggest enemies of the expeditionary force.
Some people fell to the ground while walking and never got up again.
Meng Shaoyuan knew what the soldiers of the expeditionary force encountered in the Savage Mountains, but only when he saw it with his own eyes could he deeply understand that the real scene was far more cruel than any description.
He wanted to collect the remains of every soldier and bring them back to the country where they were born and raised.
But he couldn't do it.
At this time, he was already hungry, and no matter how frugally he ate the piece of cake in his pocket, only half of it was left.
Sometimes, he wished he had to ignore it and eat the whole piece of cake before talking about it.
But he forced himself not to do so.
As long as you survive for one more minute, you have one more chance of survival!
Meng Shaoyuan couldn't walk anymore.
My legs felt weak and my head was buzzing.
Last night, I probably caught a cold or drank unclean water, and I started to have diarrhea when I woke up in the morning.
His stomach was obviously empty, but he encountered diarrhea again. This situation was destroying his physical strength to an even greater extent.
Diarrhea may seem like a minor illness in normal times, but in this savage mountain, it can be enough to kill a person.
Meng Shaoyuan almost resigned to his fate.
After resting there for a while and regaining some strength, he took a branch of a walking stick and forced himself to stand up.
He was very tired, tired, and sleepy. He wanted to sleep, so he fell asleep desperately.
But he couldn't. He was worried that if he fell asleep here, he would fall asleep and never get up again.
He forced himself to move forward.
Finally, he really couldn't walk anymore.
He could completely understand that feeling of despair.
He shouted helplessly in a hoarse voice: "Here comes someone, is there anyone alive?"
It was impossible for anyone to respond to him in a place like this.
"have……"
Um?
hallucination.
Damn it, I was actually hallucinating.
"Damn it!" Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help but cursed.
"Someone..."
That weak voice reached Meng Shaoyuan's ears clearly this time.
left!
That's right!
And the voice sounded familiar.
that is……
Once in a completely desperate situation, you suddenly find that there are companions, the physical energy stimulated in the body is terrifying.
Meng Shaoyuan stumbled towards the place where the sound came from.
Peeling back the bushes, he saw it!
People are people!
A man lying on a pile of wet leaves!
Li Zhifeng!
"Damn it, Li Zhifeng, you're still fucking alive!"
In an instant, Meng Shaoyuan burst into tears.
After walking alone in the forest for such a long time, Meng Shaoyuan suddenly found his closest companion. Meng Shaoyuan really felt like he was going to cry.
Li Zhifeng's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and he tried his best to say: "Sir...sir."
"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you injured?" Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly ran to him.
Li Zhifeng was injured. The wound on his left arm began to rot.
The most terrible thing was that his face was flushed.
A touch of forehead, it was shockingly hot.
He has a high fever.
Here, that was enough to kill him.
"Sir, it's great to see you again." Li Zhifeng gasped and said weakly: "Sir, let's go, let's go, go out, leave me alone, I'll be satisfied if I can see you again."
"What the hell, who allowed you to die?" Meng Shaoyuan opened his mouth and cursed: "I haven't given you enough shoes yet!"
