The Three Gorges has become a valley through the ages.
It's hard to cover your face with your sleeves rolled up.
Gushan has done its old work,
Big rivers, big lakes, big rivers.
-----(gorgeous dividing line)-----
Liu Yiyi unexpectedly captured so many fire rats that Song Pingcun's original plan was temporarily abandoned. He wrapped Liu Yiyi and the dried meat with a spiritual weapon robe, and Song Pingcun successfully brought Liu Yiyi back to the bottom of the cliff.
Song Jiao and the others had never seen Liu Yiyi's true form on the Blue Star. They had no idea that the white fox in front of them was Liu Yiyi. They were also curious, didn't the young master go up there to see Liu Yiyi? Why did you bring a white fox down?
However, Song Pingcun did not rush to explain. Instead, he took out the dried meat wrapped in his robe and let them chew it first.
Song Di stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth. Song Jiao reached out and hit him on the head, "Eat them one by one."
This time Song Di was reminded that during these five days, they had not seen any movement at all, not even a blade of grass. These dried meats, which they did not know how to obtain, must have been hard-earned. But it had already entered my mouth, and I was too embarrassed to spit it out, so I had to cover my mouth, "I..."
Song Pingcun smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. We won't be short of food soon. The meat of these fire rats is dried and doesn't have much moisture. We just need to find a water source. Otherwise, we won't be able to hold on for long."
After hearing Song Pingcun's words, the white fox suddenly made gestures with his hands. One person and one fox made gestures for a long time before Song Pingcun realized that there would be water in the hard labor place at night. He did not spend the night outside during the two days he was outside. One night when I was on the road, I was in a hurry and didn't pay attention.
This was probably caused by the temperature difference between hot and cold, which solved the water problem, and Song Pingcun felt relieved.
However, there was no need to worry about the temperature difference at the bottom of the cliff, it was very safe, so the white fox slept peacefully.
Three days later, Song Pingcun reached the top of the cliff again, but this time he landed on the other side. To confirm something, he walked out about fifty feet, and finally saw a stone the size of a baby's fist. He continued to move forward, and found a dozen stones of different sizes, and then returned to the other side, the same After picking up a dozen stones, they touched each other, and a spark appeared in front of them.
Sure enough, as he had guessed, the stones on both sides of the deep ditch could produce sparks when they rubbed against each other, but there were still losses after the friction. No wonder Fu Ji was so attached to the stones in Lao Wang's brocade bag. It seemed that it was not easy to get. Because the stones on the same side require a lot of effort and frequency, a spark may appear, but it will disappear instantly and it will be difficult to ignite the bird feathers.
However, the collision force of the stones on both sides is almost negligible, and the sparks produced are longer lasting and larger. In this hard labor place without spiritual power, it is indeed a necessary survival tool.
Based on the radius of their lives in this land of hard labor, getting such a stone from a different area was simply a gamble.
But for him now, it is no longer a problem. He only needs to find a stone cave that can lure the fire rats, and there will be no problem for the few of them and Liu Yiyi to survive.
After returning to the top of the cliff for another two days, Song Pingcun flew to the top of the cliff again, surpassing the area where Lao Wang and the others were.
This time, the power of yin-yang fire magnetism he could use was enough to allow him to go back and forth from the deep trench to the cave where Lao Wang lived, and he was still somewhat wealthy.
I saw Song Pingcun, who had disappeared for ten days, reappeared. He didn't look sallow and thin, and his face didn't even change at all. Fu Ji and the other girls couldn't believe that a person could wander outside for ten days without any problems.
When Song Pingcun took out an unused stone and scratched it on the ground, a spark suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Lao Wang's eyes, which had been forcing himself to be calm, shone brightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Song Pingcun threw the stone in his hand to Lao Wang, then took out another one and handed it to Fu Ji, who had always been very enthusiastic. The cave instantly became quiet. "Thank you for your enthusiasm a few days ago. This is my little thought."
In disbelief, the two of them took the stone and scratched it randomly on the stone wall, like sparks of life flashing past. Fu Ji was just like that day, her hand holding the flint quickly retracted to her chest, her eyes full of surprise. Then he remembered something and handed the flint to Lao Wang, "Old Wang, you'd better keep it!"
"Fu Ji, don't worry. If you don't have any, tell me how much you want." Song Pingcun said with a smile.
His words caused the two hands reaching out to hand over the flint to stop in mid-air.
"Have you found your three companions?" Fu Ji handed the flint into Lao Wang's hand and asked with a smile.
"Well, we found them. They are all fine. But they are not with another group of people. They are alone." Song Pingcun nodded.
He didn't want to tell them about the deep ditch. In fact, the distance was really too far for these people. But when he looked around, he didn't see Ibsen, so he asked strangely: "Where is Yi? Could it be?"
Song Pingcun's face looked a little ugly.
Fu Ji immediately explained: "Old Yi is in the palace of his own free will."
Immediately, Fu Ji explained the matter. The feathers of the silver bird are not inexhaustible. No matter how old the old king is with the flint, the people who rush into the palace every day will search the entire palace for themselves. What's more, we can only go in every other day, and no one wants to let go. Even if there is no flint, there is still some hope when two stones collide head-on. Therefore, in addition to the feathers on the wings of the silver bird, the fallen down is also extremely precious, which is the best ignition material.
Lao Wang and his group found a dark room in the palace, which could accommodate about ten people. I don’t know what it was used for before. Maybe it was to be more secretive, so the materials and workmanship were very durable. Or was there someone in their group? An argument broke out unintentionally, and one of them was discovered when three people lifted him up and threw him against the wall.
They used this dark room to hide a few people. On the day when the other group of people entered the palace, before they entered, they collected more down and feathers, but they could not take them all away, otherwise they would corner the other party. It's very likely that a bloody fight is about to happen.
But hiding in a dark room is not absolutely safe. Without light and spiritual power, if the estimated time and the time of exit are not grasped well, you will die. They have trained countless times. Every time they hide in the darkroom, there must be someone who is absolutely infallible and can estimate the time accurately without even a trace of error. Others are there to help him open the darkroom door at the right time.
Lao Yi probably felt that he wouldn't be able to contribute much by catching fire rats, so he voluntarily became one of them. Because the darkroom is closed, if there are too many people, it will suffocate. If there are too few people, the darkroom door cannot be pushed open. From a certain perspective, hiding in a dark room, the temperature is suitable and you won't freeze at night. In this way, those who do not have the down and feathers of the silver bird will of course be willing to stay.
After knowing this, Song Pingcun no longer struggled. After all, this was Ibsen's own choice. It was already good that he and Ibsen could do what they did now.
This time, when Song Pingcun asked some questions again, Lao Wang was no longer like ten days ago. Whenever Song Pingcun asked, he would answer, but he still did not take the initiative to tell Song Pingcun everything he knew.
However, what Song Pingcun wants to know most urgently now is how did the caves like the ones they lived in come from? And what places are there. Where is the fire rat's den?
"The rat's nest is really unknown, and these stone caves have been passed down from generation to generation. I don't know how they were formed. No matter how hard the stone is, it is impossible to dig it out without spiritual power. As far as I know, there are only palaces It's only nearby. Although I haven't been there, several other palaces should have similar situations." Lao Wang simply told Song Pingcun about the fire rat. Of course, there is useful information, and at least he can be sure that Shi This method of catching in the cave is the safest.
Liu Yiyi had no choice but to catch fire rats in the wild, and the price he paid was not small. At least now he could use the power of yin and yang fire magnets to catch them in the wild. However, in the wild, you have to be on guard against the appearance of a flock of silver birds at all times. Once they are attacked from above and below, it is still very dangerous. It can be done occasionally, but it cannot continue like this for a long time.
"Why do those silver birds fly out and back so regularly?" Song Pingcun asked again.
"I don't know, it's always been like this." Lao Wang's answer made Song Pingcun frown slightly.
"Brother Song Er, it's not that Lao Wang didn't tell you, we really don't know why. We can't go as far as the silver bird flies, how can we possibly know the reason!" Fu Ji saw the change in Song Pingcun's face, maybe it was because Firestone bridged the gap between them and hurriedly explained.
"Fuji, it's not that I don't believe it, but I just can't figure it out." Song Pingcun didn't mean to blame him. Without Lao Wang, he didn't even know how to survive in this hard labor place. Lao Yi might be dead.
