Qin Lang identified the direction and walked slowly down the mountain toward the bottom of the valley. People can avoid eating for one or two days, but if they do not drink water for one or two days, causing severe dehydration, they may have to explain to this barren mountain. For example, there are generally water sources at the bottom of the barren mountain.

With the kitchen knife on his waist, Qin Lang waved the wooden stick he picked up on the ground and pulled the weeds on the ground to open the way. Before he could walk a thousand meters, he was already sweating all over, his mouth was dry, and his throat was almost smoking. According to his current hunger level, Qin Lang felt that he could eat a cow now.

I raised my hand and looked at the table below. It seemed that the date had jumped forward for a day. I should have been almost one day and the water had not yet entered.

I found a tree trunk, squatted down slowly with my back, and rested for a while, and was so hungry.

I took the plastic bag in my hand and opened it carefully. The sprouted potatoes were not dared to eat them, nor could I bear to eat them. God knows which dynasty is now. With the historical knowledge I have mastered, if it was after the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, this treasure might have existed on this land. Before that, if I wanted to see this thing, I had to go to the Western Regions or the American continent to find it.

Now that I have not yet reached the end of my life, I will leave this precious golden bean first. I picked up a wilted tomato, wiped it with my sleeves, held it with my hands and slowly delivered it to my mouth. I carefully bit it, sucked my lips tightly, and a sweet and sour juice filled my mouth. "It's so good..." Qin Lang felt a sense of happiness filled his heart for no reason. After sucking the juice, he swallowed the remaining persimmons into his belly in a small mouthful.

The pressure of survival was like an invisible whip, always whipping Qin Lang's heart. After resting for a while, packing up his things, Qin Lang slowly stood up with a stick, and then walked firmly towards the mountain.

The smell of the wilderness enveloped this land, and the mountains were terrifyingly quiet. The shoes of the big few were filled with sweat flowing down their legs, and they were wet. As soon as they walked, they made a sound of "Baji" and "Baji". The sports clothes on their bodies had already soaked sweat, and they could twist out water. The wooden sticks waving in their hands turned into crutches, and the sun set on the top of the mountain.

Qin Lang moved forward unconsciously with his desire for life.

Suddenly, Qin Lang stopped, his ears moved, as if he could hear the sound of running water. He listened carefully, and there was a sound of running water in front of him. Qin Lang threw down the stick in his hand and ran desperately towards the flowing water. He turned a few trees and a stream jumped in front of him. Qin Lang stumbled and rushed towards the stream, plunged into the cool stream, swallowing in big mouths.

A few minutes later, he slowly turned around, sat up, lay on his back on the grass by the stream, and hung his feet in the stream. I don’t know if it was the stream or tears, but slowly flowed down his cheeks...

After lying for a long time, Qin Lang sat up. The wilderness night is the most dangerous. At night, wild animals come out to feed and drink water, and there are even more dangerous existences beside the water source. Now, Qin Lang has to consider finding himself a safe night before dark.

After walking up the hillside for hundreds of meters, Qin Lang found a few small trees, waved his kitchen knife and cut it down, cut it into many sections, found some fine branches to tie it on three thick trunks, forming a simple triangular shack, which is the nest for overnight stay.

After cleaning up the dead branches and leaves in front of the shack, Qin Lang began to pick up dead trees and dead branches everywhere. Whether he could pass through it safely tonight depends on the bonfire.

The bonfire was created with the dead branches he picked up, and he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. However, Qin Lang could not rest yet and had to solve the food problem. He had seen a hare before going down the mountain in the afternoon, but with Qin Lang's current situation, it was almost a fantasy to catch a hare. He could only pray to God that there were fish in the stream.

He took out a kitchen knife and cut a pointed wooden stick. Qin Lang came to the stream, found a gentle return bay, stood quietly by the stream, holding a pointed wooden stick in his hand, and carefully searching for the traces of the fish.

His eyes were staring at him, and he didn't see a single shadow of the fish. Qin Lang thought to himself, go back, for the sake of his life, he couldn't do anything to attack potatoes.

As soon as he raised his foot and took two steps, he heard a "thump" sound in his ear. He quickly turned around and looked carefully. He saw a green tree frog floating in the water. Qin Lang really wanted to raise his hand and slap himself, saying "Damn it."

Yes, I went on a trip in my previous life, and asked a black-hearted tour guide to trick me into eating farm vegetables by the Qinling Mountains and sold the breeding tree frogs as wild ones to myself. I just thought it was extremely delicious. A plate of tree frogs cost hundreds of dollars and brags with my friends. As a result, local friends despise them for a long time. The breeding tree frogs cost hundreds of dollars, which cost hundreds of dollars.

I was so hungry that I forgot everything. The ancestor said well, "You must be calm whenever you encounter major events!" Qin Lang got up and went to catch tree frogs. He had good luck. He waved wooden sticks back and forth along the grass by the stream. He caught more than a dozen tree frogs soon. Today's dinner and midnight snack were the ones.

Qin Lang sat by the bonfire, staring at the "sizzling" oil-emitting tree frog roasted by the fire, unconsciously turning the Swiss folded saber in his hand, swallowing the saliva in his mouth. As soon as he smelled a little meat, he didn't care about it. He picked up a tree frog, cut his belly with a knife, peeled it off, and took out his internal organs, and threw it into his mouth. It was so supreme delicious!

The sun had already set, and night fell. As more than a dozen tree frogs drank, Qin Lang's sense of hunger slowly disappeared, and sleepiness hit his whole body, but Qin Lang knew that the danger was getting closer and closer to him.

The wilderness at night is dangerous, and the bonfire is burning brightly. With the bonfire, Qin Lang bales wet clothes and holds a kitchen knife in his hand. His eyes are constantly sweeping around, his ears are erect, and he always listens to the sounds outside.

It was late at night, and I don’t know when, after a day of change, Qin Lang, who was physically and mentally exhausted, had already fallen into a hut, his body tightly forming a small ball, and he fell asleep deeply.

"Oh woo..."

A wolf howl woke Qin Lang up in his sleep. He quickly touched the kitchen knife at his hand and held it tightly in his right hand. His left hand quickly filled some dry firewood on the fire that was about to be extinguished. The fire instantly became prosperous. With the light of the fire, Qin Lang searched everywhere, and two green spots of light near the slope came into his eyes.

Qin Lang wiped the cold sweat from his head and cried out inwardly, "It's so dangerous". Fortunately, before he fell asleep, he threw a piece of dead tree trunk into the fire, keeping the fire alive.

I looked at the watch under the fire. At four o'clock, the darkness before dawn. I looked up again to search for the lonely wolf, but the wolf saw the fire rising and slowly retreating into the darkness of the night...

People are strange. Once they have passed the danger for a while, their minds will be empty and they will forget the danger in front of them and will fall into random thoughts. Qin Lang leaned up to the sky and lay down in the shack, staring at the black sky through the gaps between the branches.

Tears in his eyes flowed down his cheeks unconsciously, and Qin Lang's psychology was almost collapsed.

Mother, daughter-in-law, big fat son, my relatives, where are you? And where are I, Qin Lang?

How should I find you?

How should I survive and find you?

The vast sea and mulberry fields!

Qin Lang now felt that he must have done too much in his previous life, or the retribution caused by peeing in the wine bowl of Erdun Ye in the east end of the village when he was a child. He walked out and walked into the wilderness, which was already weak enough. The hungry wolf behind his butt had been following him for three days.

You go, it follows you, you stop, it follows you, always wandering within your sight, you eat, staring at you from a distance, looking at you with white hair sweat! Qin Lang has already scolded God for a long time. If he can curse someone, Qin Lang feels that his performance in the past three days must be top-notch!

In order to get rid of this wolf, Qin Lang tried every means.

On the first day, Qin Lang tried his best to run along the stream, one taller and one shorter, and finally his legs became weak and he fell on the grass. He used to compete for championships in various college teams, and as a forward, he played overtime all over the game, but he never ran so tired. Qin Lang stuck his tongue and crawled on the grass, gasping for a few breaths, feeling that his chest seemed to explode, and his breath hurts.

Looking back, the damn wolf was still swaying at the end of his sight.
Chapter completed!