My beautiful boss with a poisonous tongue: Abuse

Chapter 620
There are flowers all over the mountains and plains here.

Where there are flowers, there will naturally be grass. In other words, I came to an endless grass field. The grass here is countless times larger than the ones I saw before, and there are countless times more strange-shaped grasses inside.

Looking at the sea of ​​flowers and smelling the fragrance of flowers, I feel more relaxed than ever.

I plan to make a nest here first and stay here for a while. Anyway, I have been running around like a headless chicken for several months, maybe I can find what I need here.

I cut off some bamboo and twigs with a dagger, weaved some bamboo rafts, combined them together, and wrapped them around vines to build a small house.

This small house is very simple, that is, the bamboo rafts are put together against a big tree to form four walls, and a cover is added, it's as simple as that.

I spread several layers of thick grass on it to keep out the wind and rain, and fixed it repeatedly with strong rattan around it. As long as there is no strong wind and heavy rain, my small nest can barely live in people.

It took me five or six days to build this small nest. When I was hungry, I ate flowers and some wild fruits, or honey. Don't worry about being hungry.

I ate the natural products of the mountains for several months, and found that my body has changed a lot. How should I put it, I am more energetic than before, and my whole body is full of vitality.

After the hut was built, I began to look for herbs in the grass. I was very cautious here. Every time I went deep into the grass, I always drove the grass with a branch at the first time, fearing that there would be something hidden in it, especially snakes.

When I am tired, I will step on a piece of grass, and then sleep on the grass to bask in the sun. This kind of life is quite comfortable.

The clothes on my body are already rotten, and now I wear straw clothes on the outside, and I still wear old clothes on the inside, and the shoes are also straw sandals.

I have small cuts all over my hands, feet, legs, and body. These small cuts heal and get cut again and again. I can’t help it. I walk through the woods and grass, get pricked by branches or cut by small grasses. Injury, this is the most common thing, I don't care too much.

I lived in this grass for half a month, and then walked along the east side, I tried to find the way forward, this time I didn't go all the way, but walked two miles forward every day, and then returned, I was worried Lost myself in the grasslands, here I have at least a small nest to settle down.

I didn't change my direction, but kept exploring along the east side for seven or eight days in a row. At noon this day, I was about twenty miles away from my small nest, and I was lying on a big tree to inspect the surrounding area. Suddenly, a few gunshots were heard not far away.

How could someone shoot a gun here?
I followed the sound, and there was a dense forest in front of me, and the gunshots came from the forest.

I stood on the tree and observed for a while, and soon I saw several figures coming out of the forest. They ran very fast, like lightning, and disappeared after a while.

The place where they fled was high and densely forested, and there were too many trees. Because the trees blocked my sight, I couldn't see them.

Suddenly I found these three figures, I was ecstatic, it was them, I finally found them.

I was about to climb down the tree to chase them in the direction they were running, when suddenly, their figures appeared in my sight again, and then I saw a huge monster chasing them all the time.

what?
What is this big black monster?
I was stunned.

……

The winter was cold and the heat was hot, and three years passed in the blink of an eye. I was trapped in Long Island for more than three years, living a life like a beast every day.

Two days ago, I finally had a chance to escape from Dragon Island. A tsunami occurred near Dragon Island and affected Dragon Island. It washed away all the prisons around me. I was swept into the violent wind and waves by the tsunami.

This is an opportunity that God gave me, a once-in-a-century opportunity, I want to seize it, when the huge waves sweep me away, I know that this time I will either drown in the sea, or the sea will send me back .

Fortunately, this tsunami failed to drown me, but washed me on the beach of a deserted island near Dragon Island.

This deserted island does not belong to Dragon Island, it is just an ordinary deserted island.

When I woke up, there were many dead bodies lying on the beach, men and women, old and young.

Over the years in Long Island, I have already gotten used to the terrifying atmosphere of death. I am not afraid of some corpses. Instead, I have a familiar and friendly feeling.

Anyway, I finally met my own kind. This is an inexplicable feeling. If anyone can only be with beasts and dangers for more than three years, he will definitely understand my current mood.

I checked the corpses one by one to see if there were any survivors left. I was full of hope but fell into infinite disappointment along the way. These corpses must have been beaten by the waves, and they might have died before reaching this place.

On the beach, besides the corpses, I also found three large wooden boats. I boarded one of the boats, and there were still a lot of things in the big wooden boat, including food and clothing, as well as a lot of tools and daily necessities.

The three boats had been destroyed in sevens and eights, and they were stranded in the shallows. I thought that they must have been washed over by the big waves. I removed the useful things on the boat one by one, and these things were still useful.

I entered the cabin of the last large wooden boat and found five corpses lying there. I checked their breaths one by one. It was cold and out of breath.

I was about to move them down and bury them together, when suddenly I inadvertently caught a glimpse of a bamboo basket hanging in a corner of the cabin, because the light in the cabin was a little dim, I looked vaguely, and there seemed to be something hidden in the bamboo basket.

I looked over to get a better understanding, and it turned out to be a person. The hair of this person was hanging down naturally along the holes in the bamboo basket. I thought that the person with such long hair was probably a woman.

I got closer, and suddenly a familiar face came into my eyes, it was Lan Xin, why is Lan Xin also on the boat?

I was startled, and ran over quickly. I moved away the things blocking the front, cut the rope with a dagger and put down the bamboo basket, and then carried Lan Xin out of the basket. Lan Xin still had residual warmth on her body. There is also a faint breath in the nose, and it should not be dead yet.

Everyone who was with Lan Xin died, but she survived. I think this is fate, maybe it can't be attributed to fate, but half depends on wisdom and luck. At the most critical moment, only Lan Xin thought of such a The way to save yourself is to hang yourself up.

In fact, under the attack of the tsunami, life and death were already doomed, and Lan Xin only saved one life.

I put Lan Xin on the floor of the cabin and gave her artificial respiration first. I squeezed out the water in Lan Xin's stomach, and her breathing became smoother, but she didn't wake up for a while.

I checked carefully, her breathing was steady, and her pulse was normal. She may have just fainted from fright or starvation. There was no fatal injury on her body, so she should be fine.

(End of this chapter)