Qin Lang tightened the stick in his hand like a bug, slowly stuck out his butt and climbed up, sitting on a stone. He thought to himself: "A man is dead and a bird is dead, and he will never die forever! Just take a rest before talking about it. If you have the ability to come and bite me!

The plastic bag had completed its mission. After Qin Lang fell down, the bag fell far away and was broken, and the things were scattered all over the floor. He simply cut off his legs and tied them to a pocket. Qin Lang carefully searched for all the items, put them in his pocket, and tied them around his waist.

When people are very nervous, they have forgotten their hunger and just make some wild vegetables and stuff them into their stomachs. Qin Lang didn't dare to sleep well all night and was so sleepy that he found a dry branch that was about ten centimeters long, lit it on fire, and clamped it into the crack of his fingers, and quickly lay against the fire for a while.

After the fire was over, the fingers were burned, and immediately got up and put the firewood on the bonfire. The green eyes would slowly hide into the night as the fire light shone. One night, four blisters were burned on the left finger, like little beans, round! Qin Lang's tears were almost falling from his pain.

The next day, Qin Lang changed his strategy and walked a little left of the stream for a while and hid it. After a while, he walked a little right of the stream for another time and hid it. He wanted to use the stream to isolate the smell. He didn't see the damn wolf a day. He felt proud in the evening and specially grabbed a few more tree frogs to reward himself.

As a result, after eating the last tree frog, when washing his hands, he looked up and saw the damn wolf sitting opposite the stream, staring at him silently.

In order to have a good night's sleep and have to continue fighting with the wolf after turning the sky, Qin Lang used his strength to climb up a four- or five-meter-high tree branch, cut it into strips with only one of the remaining trouser legs, and tied himself to the branch, and then he made up for the night.

On the third day, Qin Lang made up his mind to kill this damn wolf even though he tried his best!

At worst, I could die again. Maybe I would go home again. My wife and children were on the warm kang. When I woke up in the morning, I slipped down the tree despite my soreness, packed everything on my body, put it in my pocket, tied it around my waist and tied it up a knot.

I randomly found some wild vegetables to make breakfast, filled my stomach, and wiped my face by the stream. I looked up and saw the damn wolf. I picked up the stick, walked through the stream and chased the wolf.

As a result, the damn wolf was jogging in front of him, but Qin Lang couldn't catch up. He didn't even give Qin Lang the chance to fight, but he just wanted to waste Qin Lang to death.

Qin Lang, who was on the verge of collapse, found a tree branch to make it work in the evening and spent the night in a daze!

Today is the fourth day. Qin Lang got up in the morning, got down the tree branch, and found a row of plum blossom-shaped footprints on the wetlands around the tree. Qin Lang knew that the damn wolf must be staring at him somewhere!

What to do? Qin Lang is lying on the grass now, thinking, today I might as well just lie flat on my own. If I endure it, it will be over. I guess God will joke with him and ask him to sacrifice himself to feed the wolf once, and he may be reunited with his family.

Once a person has figured out the things and relaxed his previously highly tense nerves and was thinking randomly, sleepiness will be particularly prone to coming.

Qin Lang almost fell asleep. If it weren't for the "staggering" of wild birds flying around in the distance and awakening Qin Lang, our uncle Qin would have really become the most tragic time traveler in history, no doubt! Qin Lang thanked the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, especially for these wild birds! He swears in his heart that if he could go back in the past, he would definitely donate a lot of money to the Wild Bird Protection Center.

Getting up to cheer up, Qin Lang silently gave himself a spiritual encouragement: A high-level mechanical engineer who can drive a wolf into the sky and the earth. Master Qin, it's so embarrassing! It's so embarrassing!

Taizu said, "Fighting with the sky, there is endless fun, fighting with the earth, there is endless fun, fighting with people, there is endless fun." Hello, Lai is also a senior engineer born and raised in that, and received higher education. Can he not fight a wolf? Yes, I want to fight with the wolf for endless fun!

Qin Lang moved east along the stream. He swore that he was no longer embarrassing and no longer cowardly. To kill this wolf with his own ability, to conquer this world, start by conquering this wolf! Then, understand the world with my longing for my relatives and find the way home!

The game of humans, wolves, chases, and anti-chasing continues to be staged...

The sun at noon became fierce, and sweat soaked my clothes. When the sun shone, I felt my head drowsy and heavier. At the same time, I felt like my whole body was burning. Qin Lang knew that he might have a fever, so he insisted on finding a shade of trees. There were only a short grass under the tree, which was a good place to rest. Qin Lang lay exhausted on the grass, really wanted to lie down and have a good sleep.

After a while, Qin Lang stood up panting and moved towards the stream. After finally moving to the stream, he reached out to lift a handful of stream water, wiped his face, took off his clothes, and wiped his chest and back with the cold stream water. He suddenly felt aroused and his head became much more awake.

Back to the shade of the tree, lying on the grass, but my eyes were squinted, searching for the damn wolf!

Suddenly, there was a constant intermittent barking of the dog, "Wang, Wang, Wang" from afar, "God," Qin Lang seemed to hear the most wonderful sound in the world, and tears poured out of his eyes...

There are people, and finally some people are. In the world, this is the most beautiful barking of dogs in the world. I really want to hear this sound for the rest of my life. I waved my sleeves and wiped my tears, got up, listened carefully everywhere, and the sound seemed to be coming from afar downstream of the stream.

With his legs, his weakness and his body was exhausted, Qin Lang tried his best to move slowly towards the direction of the dog's barking.

The legs became softer, the eyelids became heavier, and the head became heavier. Qin Lang subconsciously bit the tip of his tongue, and a bloody smell came from his mouth to his throat. The severe pain came from his mouth, which kept his head clear for a moment.

Finally, I turned around a small bay, and there was a wide open in front of me. Qin Lang saw that on the hillside, a thatched house came into his eyes, and the barking of dogs in his ears was heard.

Before Qin Lang fell down, he heard a scream: "Da Hei, come back"...

Qin Lang felt that he had a very long nightmare. In the past few days, he lived a hellish life in the wilderness, and felt that his bad luck all his life had happened, which made him catch up with these days.

Now, I met my kind mother again, my beautiful and virtuous daughter-in-law, and my fat son who was happy all day long. Finally, the nightmare passed and the family was finally reunited! The happy Qin Lang couldn't help but want to jump out of the bed and sing!

In the end, Qin Lang failed to achieve these two things. His body seemed to be pressing on the kang with a heavy object, and his mouth could only make a "hiss, hiss" airflow sound, and there was no other sound. When he was anxious, Qin Lang wanted to open his eyes and take a look.

Confused, I slowly opened my dry eyes, and what caught my eye was the dry thatch on the roof. Under the thatch, there were only a few rafters as thick as arms, and a very simple roof was built. It seemed that when the wind blew, the thatched roof would fly away with the wind.

The wall opposite me was indeed full of large and small one-shoulder baskets, and there seemed to be something inside. Occasionally, the edge of a basket showed dry roots or dry yellow branches and leaves. Looking around, there were two simple wooden windows on the other two walls, with a row of log railings standing up on them. I could see through the window that the sky outside was bright and green.

Retracting my gaze, except for the two windows, there were some rough backpacks of different sizes on the other walls. In the middle of the house, a simple table tied with logs was placed, and a straw mat was placed next to the table. Looking from the table and straw mat, this thatched house seemed to be used frequently because the logs on the straw mat on the table seemed to have been polished frequently, and the light-colored wood was shining.

The mouth, the thirst! I only remember that before I fainted, my head seemed to weigh a hundred pounds, but now it has been much better. Qin Lang felt his body as soft as noodles, his body was sticky, and the place where the spine and the bed board were in contact was painful. He slowly pulled out his hand from a light brown linen covered with his body, and touched it. There was hay under him.

I touched my head again, took off an equally light brown linen from my forehead, and held it in my hand, and it felt half dry.

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Chapter completed!