Pan Zi asked the little brother, "Have you ever been on a ship before? Or have you been in a mine?"
The younger brother shook his head and said nothing, obviously not wanting to say anything.
The little porridge and water he drank by the waterfall earlier was not enough, so the fat man took out the beef jerky, chopped it up, mixed it with mustard, and planned to make some sauce to cook noodles later.
The fat man was good at handling spoons, but Zhang Zhuxun couldn't help, so he turned around and took out a medical bag to disinfect and bandage the small wounds scratched by bushes on several people's bodies.
This time they had heavy firepower, and after killing the two giant pythons, they didn't suffer as much damage as in the original plot.
The little brother was pushed out and fell to the ground. His knees were bruised and his skin turned white after being soaked in water for a long time. The wounds looked bruised and purple, which was a bit serious.
Wu Xiaoxie asked Zhang Shuxun for some gauze, arranged the body of "A Ning", and then with the help of Pan Zi, he put the body into a sleeping bag and moved it to the other side of the stone platform.
After finishing it, the fat man invited everyone to come over for dinner.
"Come on, come on, try Fatty's exclusive pickled mustard beef noodles. I'll keep you coming back for more after you finish one bowl."
Fatty's cooking skills were as good as ever, and everyone gave him thumbs up.
Pan Zi couldn't help but sigh, "In the past, when I went to the grave, I was lucky enough to be able to eat solid food in the wild. It's not like our current situation, which is like traveling in the suburbs. Times have indeed changed."
Once the stomach is full, people start to feel sleepy.
Pan Zi built a simple tent with a tarpaulin to block the sun. He stood guard and let everyone rest. "When we enter the swamp, we won't have so much leisure."
When I woke up, the sunset had already hung on the treetops, and the sky was getting darker.
Zhang Zhuoxun felt that his throat was a little dry, so he stood up gently, took the ginger tea that had been warm on the smokeless stove and poured some for himself. After drinking it in a few sips, his sleepiness disappeared.
Seeing Pan Zi, who was leaning on the backpack next to him, dozing off, he leaned over and patted him gently, then whispered: "Go and sleep under the awning for a while, I'll just watch."
Pan Zi looked up at the sky and patted Zhang Shuxun on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled, watching Pan Zi go to lie down next to Wu Xiaoxie, and turned to stare at the other side of the stone platform where the body of "A Ning" was placed.
The sleeping bag was intact and apparently the pheasant neck had not yet begun to move.
Zhang Zhuxun was a little confused whether to take care of it or not. He might as well just let the pheasant neck carry the body away. Xiao Tianzhen was always thinking about it, but well, those snakes were too weird and they would definitely use "A Ning's" body to lure Xiao Tianzhen. They take the bait.
After thinking about it, I still think it would be safer to burn it on fire.
Suddenly he felt a drop of water fall on his face. Zhang Zhuxun looked up at the sky. The sun had fallen from the treetops, making it difficult to see clearly. The dark clouds above his head were gathering, and it looked like it was going to rain again.
Zhang Zhuxun moved the smokeless stove under the tarpaulin, took out sulfur powder from the space, poured some into the smokeless stove for burning, and added some egg white collected in the space jar to the remaining powder. Stir well and spread in a circle around the tarp.
After that, he sat down calmly, propped his chin and waited.
After a long time, a slight friction sound suddenly came from my ears, which sounded like the movement caused by the wind blowing through the leaves.
Zhang Zhuoxun's heart trembled, here he comes!
He pulled out the dagger from his waist and was about to stand up and lean over to check. Suddenly his shoulders sank and a hand came up to hold him in place.
The hair all over Zhang Shuxun's body stood up. He hit him backwards with his elbow, but was caught firmly. With a slight twist, his strength was taken away, and his whole arm was tied to his back.
A very low voice came from my ears, "It's me."
This sound? It’s the little brother!
Zhang Shuxun turned his head and looked back. The younger brother was half-kneeling behind him, staring expressionlessly at the body of "A Ning". He restrained Zhang Shuxun's arms with both hands, and there was no sign of struggle. , then let go.
"F*ck!" Zhang Zhuoxun glared and asked him angrily, "When did you come here?"
Damn it, he was just looking at the corpse of "A Ning"
He was so far away that he didn't notice the movement behind him at all.
The younger brother continued to stare there and replied softly, "Just now."
Zhang Zhuoxun moved his arms. The younger brother was still very measured in his movements. There was no discomfort except that the muscles were a little sore from being twisted.
Holding the dagger in his left hand and turning it around twice, Zhang Zhuxun lost his composure and said softly: "Why don't you go and take a look?"
The little brother shook his head, picked up the sulfur powder around him and smelled it, then patted Zhang Zhuxun on the shoulder, turned around and lay down again.
Zhang Zhuxun: "..."
Is this because he knows he has a protective cover to prevent snakes, so he is confident?
So willful?
Fatty and Pan Zi were snoring so loudly that they didn't notice anything was wrong.
Zhang Zhuxun sighed and continued to stare at "A Ning"'s body.
Just for a moment, there were already more than a dozen dark red slender shadows, trailing watermarks, crawling to the body little by little. Then very cleverly, they used their cockscomb heads to open the zipper of the sleeping bag, and followed the gaps one by one. Go in.
Soon, the entire sleeping bag began to squirm inside, and the rustling sounds mixed with the sound of rain, making those who listened feel uncomfortable, as if those snakes were drilling into Zhang Zhuxun's own ears.
Several more shadows trailing watermarks climbed onto the stone platform, quietly approaching the tarpaulin.
Zhang Zhuoxun narrowed his eyes, and just as the dagger in his hand was about to fly out, those dark red shadows suddenly seemed to have come into contact with something. They twisted and rolled one by one, making a painful "gurgling" sound, and then twitched a few times. , there was no more movement.
The snake that got into the sleeping bag was lifting the body and transporting it out little by little. Seeing that most of the body was exposed, with a "swish", a cold light came through the air, grazed the edge of the body, and directly hit one of the pheasants up to the neck. Head nailed in place.
The pheasant's neck made several shrill "clucking" sounds, and its body twisted a few times, trying to break free from the dagger's confinement.
When the other pheasants saw this, they immediately dropped the food they were carrying. They all raised their upper bodies, hunched over the snake's body, and their combs exploded, staring at Zhang Shuxun.
Zhang Zhuoxun released his murderous intent and stared at them with sharp eyes, refusing to give an inch.
"Cluck!" A pheasant with a slightly thick neck shook its comb twice and gave an order. The other pheasants moved their necks. They pulled the snake corpse of their dead companion out from under the dagger, and tried to pull the dead snake around the tarpaulin. The corpse was also moved away.
"Keke" sounded a few more times. This time the sound came from the dense forest not far away, like an order to retreat.
More than a dozen pheasant necks dropped the snake carcasses before they had time to lift them without hesitation. They retreated while on guard, crawling into the mire bit by bit from the edge of the stone platform.
Disappeared quickly.
