flying dog

Sun Wenqu felt that he and Fang Chi probably did not get along by fate, or that Fang Chi had done some bad things in his previous life that were so unreasonable that no anger could be tolerated.

How long have we known each other, and I have been beaten in my memory.

Fang Chi's elbow is not strong, but the angle is quite tricky, basically he just lifted his chin up.

Sun Wenqu's feet were already unstable, but he fell backwards on his back when he was lifted.

It's over, the back of the head hit the ground, and the short life of less than 30 years was ended because of accidentally seeing someone else pee.

However, Fang Chi's reaction was quick. When Sun Wenqu slipped his feet and lay back on his back, he reached out and grabbed his neckline, and pulled him back.

"Hey," Sun Wenqu supported the tree to stand firm, heaved a sigh of relief, and touched his chin, "Why is there such a big commotion, I didn't know you were really peeing."

"How old are you?" Fang Chi lowered his head and zipped up his trousers, turned to look at him, his voice could be heard very upset, "You and Fang Ying are classmates, so no matter how young you are, you are 28 or [-], right?"

Sun Wenqu leaned against the tree and looked at him, twitching the corners of his mouth and saying nothing.

"Can you look a little bit like Ben San?" Fang Chi turned and left after speaking.

Sun Wenqu stood under the tree in a daze for a long time.

The shock of being reprimanded by a teenage boy for the first time kept him awake for a long time. When he finally recovered and wanted to get angry, he found that it took a long time and the anger was gone.

"I..." Sun Wenqu sighed, "Fuck."

When we walked back to the path, everyone just started again.

"Ask why he came here?" someone asked.

"Pee." Sun Wenqu said.

The next road became more difficult to walk, and the road gradually became steeper and narrower. The humidity in the woods made people who were already cool and even a little cold from time to time start to sweat.

The scenery is still beautiful, with intertwined and ridiculously thick tree roots, large and small strangely shaped stones, and the fine sunlight sprinkled on the wet moss.

But the group of people who were talking and laughing at first gradually lost their voices, and a few who thought they were awesome also took out their trekking poles, and they could hear some heavy breathing when they got close to anyone.

Sun Wenqu felt like a cow, and several people followed Fang Chi with crutches.

Among the more than 20 people, Fang Chi was the only one who didn't use trekking poles. He walked at the front of the team, holding a knife in his hand, and from time to time he wanted to cut off the branches and vines protruding from the side.

Fang Chi was right. If there is no guide on this road, I really don’t know how to take it. There are so many fork roads, and if you don’t pay attention, you will go wrong, and some fork roads seem to be easier to walk than the right road.

"Little guide, why are there more people walking along those roads?" Someone asked.

"That's the way to cut firewood and hunt," Fang Chi said. "Don't go up the mountain and don't go there. Don't fall behind. If you fall behind, you can't connect with your mobile phone. Sometimes the signal is not good."

Sun Wenqu glanced at Fang Chi, the kid didn't have any difficulty talking now, and his voice sounded similar to usual.

He felt that his physical strength was not bad at the moment, so he wanted to hear the tone of his voice now, and asked, "Then what if... you fall behind?"

"Wait where I find you." Fang Chi looked at him.

"...Oh." Sun Wenqu heard his breathless voice and was no longer in the mood to speak.

After walking for a while, Fang Chi stopped: "There is a small pool in front, the water is very clear, and the water quality is also very good..."

Before the words were finished, a group of people regained their energy and rushed forward in a loud voice.

Sun Wenqu also walked two steps quickly, and heard the faint sound of water, mixed with the occasional birdsong in the forest, and felt a refreshing feeling that his whole body stretched out suddenly.

"Watch your step!" shouted the leader, "The road is slippery, hold on tight!"

Seeing Ma Liang running forward excitedly, Sun Wenqu couldn't help being happy: "Liangzi, you really don't stutter at all when you run."

Ma Liang turned his head and said with a smile: "Your physical strength is what you say, and you can talk about it."

"Get out." Sun Wenqu took two quick steps, trying to run after him.

"You... wait." Fang Chi stopped him.

"Huh?" Sun Wenqu stopped, and Fang Chi ignored him all the way, and calling him to stop now made him feel like he was resting and wanted to beat him up again.

"This is for you." Fang Chi took out a silver slender metal tube from his pocket and handed it to him.

"What thing?" Sun asked Qu to take it.

"Whistle," Fang Chi said, "in case you fall behind, I can hear you blow it."

"I won't fall behind," Sun Wenqu smiled helplessly, "Do I look so useless?"

"It's okay if you look at it," Fang Chi took a step back and looked him up and down, "Who knows if it's true."

Just as Sun Wenqu was about to speak, there was a sudden scream in front of him. He raised his eyes and before he could figure out what was going on, he saw someone jumping down diagonally above them in a posture of sitting on a slide.

And I don't know if it was because the falling posture was so strange, the man's head was still wrapped in a shawl, screaming all the way.

The team leader hurriedly tried to stop him in the middle, but he didn't, and was brought down and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he didn't slide down with him.

"Fuck!" Sun Wenqu was stunned, hesitated for a while, and chose between dodging and blocking. If he was going all the way down, he would have to hit a tree even if he didn't fall down the mountain.

However, there was no room for his bravery. Before the hooded man rushed over, Fang Chi had already taken a step to the side, and then stretched out his hand to grab the man's armpit.

The momentum dragged him down a short distance, but he quickly reached out and pulled at the nearby branch without falling.

The downward momentum and the screaming stopped at the same time.

Two seconds later, the man sat on the ground screaming and began to pull the shawl on his head desperately. Sun Wenqu sighed and went to pull the shawl away.

It's Zhao He.

"I thought it was Zhang Lin," Sun Wenqu couldn't help laughing, "Why are you wrapped up too?"

"Are you okay!" Li Bowen's anxious voice came from above.

"Scared me to death!" Zhao He yelled in a crying voice.

Li Bowen was jogging down, when he heard the movement, his feet slipped in anxiety, and he also rolled down while sitting on the ground: "I told you not to step on that stone, did you twist your feet?"

"No." Zhao He stood up slowly, and there was a lot of mud and moss on his pants.

The small pool is surprisingly beautiful, small in size and deep, and it is hard to tell where the water source is, but the water is so clear that you can almost see the fallen leaves at the bottom.

A group of people sat by the pool to rest and eat. Ma Liang actually took out two cakes from his bag and handed one to Sun Wenqu. It was still cream, but the cream had already stuck to the box.

"What do you think?" Sun Wenqu thought it was miraculous to sit by the pool in the deep mountains and old forests and eat cakes.

"Ask your sister-in-law, sister-in-law," Ma Liang smiled, "She prepared it for us, one for each of us."

Sun Wenqu washed his hands in the pool, ate the cake, turned around and saw Fang Chi sitting behind him, so he asked in a low voice, "Is this water safe to drink?"

Fang Chi was lowering his head and fiddling with his fingers. After hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at him: "There is a spring a few meters behind the stone, and the water there is drinkable."

"Where?" Sun Wenqu stood up, not knowing where the description was referring to, "Is your hand okay?"

"It's okay, just a few thorns, just pick them out," Fang Chi pulled out a bottle of water from his bag, "Drink it."

Sun Wenqu took half a bottle of water and then knelt down beside him: "Where is the spring? I want to see it."

Fang Chi stood up and led him to climb from the big rock next to the side of the small pool. The ground here was wet, and after walking a short distance, Fang Chi pushed the grass leaves on the ground: "Here .”

Sun Wenqu leaned over to have a look, and was stunned: "So small?"

There is a small puddle one foot square on the ground, with colorful gravel and fine sand as the bottom, and tiny bubbles can be seen constantly emerging from the bottom.

After staring at it for a while, it will feel a little too beautiful to be real.

"Well," Fang Chi took two sips of water with his hand and drank it, "that's where the water in that puddle seeps in."

"I'll try it." Sun Wenqu also offered water.

"Forget it," Fang Chi stopped him, "Just drink my water."

"Why?" Sun Wenqu actually wanted to taste mountain springs. He used to stay in a dirt mountain, and there were few springs. Occasionally, he came across one, and the water that flowed out was muddy.

"Don't you have a bad stomach?" Fang Chi said, "Stop drinking."

Sun Wenqu looked at him for a long time without speaking, just smiled.

"Your stomach pain is not just pretending to deceive me, is it?" Fang Chi frowned.

"No, but I really didn't expect it..." Sun Wenqu didn't continue, and smiled again, "Then I'll ask them to come and have a taste."

"No." Fang Chi said immediately.

"Huh?" Sun asked him a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid I'll mess it up when I'm excited," Fang Chi still frowned, "As for the aunt's hiking route you mentioned, the springs have been planed out and trampled in a mess. This one...don't let them see it."

"That's okay," Sun Wenqu sat down on the ground, "Then let's sneak around here for a while?"

"What are you playing?" Fang Chi backed away in shock.

"Playing with water," Sun Wenqu glanced at him and suddenly laughed, holding his voice down and couldn't stop laughing, "I said my son, do you have delusions of being persecuted?"

"Why didn't you say it was because you were insane?" Fang Chi moved back and squatted in embarrassment.

Sun Wenqu leaned back on a rock, listening to the laughter and chatter on the other side of the pool, feeling an indescribably lonely feeling.

"You grew up here?" he asked.

"Well," Fang Chi responded, "I was at my grandfather's house before junior high school, and I would go up these mountains every few days."

"Don't you feel lonely?" Sun Wenqu leaned on his arm, "The air is good, the water is clear, the scenery is beautiful, the sky is blue, the sun is bright..."

"No," Fang Chi replied quickly, "All these make me feel very happy."

"Really." Sun Wenqu sighed.

"You feel lonely because you live alone." Fang Chi stood up, "Let's go, lonely people, we are leaving, and there is still an hour."

I don’t know if it’s because I’m in good health or because I’m numb from exhaustion, or because I was poked somewhere by Fang Chi’s words. In short, I’ll take a look at the scenery, take photos, and study all kinds of bugs that I haven’t seen on the side of the road. He Guozi, Cheng Sun Wenqu left without much feeling.

It's a pity that he never saw the little red-capped mushrooms in Li Bowen's phone, but saw a bunch of fungi that looked like vomit. Fang Chi also said that they could be eaten, which made him sick.

"Okay," the team leader clapped his hands in front, "Here we are! Rest for 5 minutes, and then we will set up camp!"

Everyone cheered, threw the bag on the ground, and sprinkled a piece of it on the stones on the ground while lying down.

"It's so cool," Zhang Lin sighed while touching up her makeup in the mirror, "It's really not in vain this time."

"I have to take a good look at those literary photos of you wearing mountaineering clothes and cashmere shawls when you go back." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"You are the most annoying," Zhang Lin clicked her tongue, "All my photos and blog posts are half-length, so beautiful."

"Just stay here and don't go far, there is no signal here now," Fang Chi has not forgotten to explain, "It's best not to go into the forest, there are many forks, and some roads are covered by leaves, so you can find them if you fall down." No more."

"Oh, it's scary," Zhao He said in a low voice, and took out his phone to look again, "There's really no signal."

Someone should have been to the campsite before, the big rocks were removed, and the weeds on the ground also showed traces of being cleaned up, but not many people came, and there were only one or two traces.

This is an open land, and such a place in the mountains is relatively rare. The key is to turn a little further forward and turn a small road, and you will find that even the previous hills have disappeared under your feet, turning into a yellow and green floral blanket.

It would be amazing to see the sunrise from this place.

After resting for a while, everyone started to set up camp.

The tents used for camping are not big, couples use doubles, and the rest of the men either use singles or doubles to keep warm.

Sun Wenqu and Ma Liang brought single-person tents, which were easily set up.

It was only when Fang Chi took things out of his backpack that Sun Wenqu realized why his bag was so heavy. In addition to the food carried by everyone, he also had a lot of food and barbecue tools in his bag.

"I'm going to get a stove." Fang Chi finished packing his things, and went with the team leader to find a stone stove to light a fire.

Ma Liang was probably tired. He lay down in the tent with two legs exposed, and he didn't move as soon as he closed his eyes.

"You're not physically strong enough," Sun Wenqu kicked him, "A young and strong man like me can climb two more hills."

"That's right, my body can't save enough energy in normal times, let's get down," Ma Liang said, "With your body, you can only hug a pillow at night, and a young and middle-aged man with a head, no, it can't be compared."

"You wait," Sun Wenqu pointed at him, "I will draw a portrait of you when I get back tomorrow, just a mouth."

Ma Liang lay in the tent and laughed for a long time: "Your son, the painting of my son is not finished yet, is it?"

"The painting is finished," Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "I just didn't find a chance to give it to him, and I will make an apology for getting him in trouble someday."

"I'm sick." Ma Liang closed his eyes.

The camp is very lively at the moment, a group of people are running around in a mess, they don’t know what they are doing, a few girls are making food, Luo Peng and the others are still dragging the tent, and Fang Chi and the team leader are three or five over there. I was building a stove alone, and Sun Wenqu looked around but couldn't find anything to do.

Turning his face away, he saw Li Bowen hunched over and went into the nearby woods.

"Why go?" Sun Wenqu chased after him.

"Look for some firewood," Li Bowen said. "There are a lot of woods. I think there are pine trees over there. Are the pine branches easy to burn?"

"Don't go too far," Sun Wenqu still remembered Fang Chi's words, "This forest is too deep."

"It's okay, it's not far away, you can go back and help," Li Bowen waved his hand, turned around and continued walking, "I'll check to see if there are any mushrooms."

Sun Wenqu, who was turning around to go back to the camp, stopped abruptly when he heard his words, hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around and followed.

"Can it be in here?" he asked.

"I don't know," Li Bowen walked in front, "The last time it was a forest like this, I should have asked someone what kind of mushroom it was, maybe it was sold in the market."

"Why didn't you ask your dad?" Sun Wenqu followed him a few steps slowly, the forest was denser than before, and now that the sun had started to set, the forest seemed a bit dark.

"I asked, but he doesn't even remember telling us about this mushroom, so he just joked about it." Li Bowen smiled.

"Is that so?" Sun Wenqu suddenly felt a little lost. He cared so much back then, and now he still remembers something that touched him, but the person who told him no longer remembers it.

"Let's move faster," Li Bowen quickened his pace in front, "Go and see the sunset in a while. The sunset here is very beautiful. From here, it looks like a huge super giant screen."

Sun Wenqu began to bend down while looking for dried branches on the ground, and at the same time looking to see if there was that smear of red under the fallen leaves.

The two of them chatted one after another, and after a while Sun Wenqu felt his waist ache. The mushrooms were missing, but he already had a large handful of firewood in his hand.

"It's almost there," Sun Wenqu straightened up, "Let's go back..."

Li Bowen, who was walking in front of him a few minutes ago, was gone.

"Bowen?" Sun Wenqu called out, but there was no response. He turned his head and looked behind him again, "Bowen!"

It was quite quiet in the woods, only the chirping of insects and birds, no human voices, even the bustling sounds from the campsite disappeared.

"Fuck," Sun Wenqu hurried back, "Li Bowen!"

As soon as he yelled out this voice, he felt his feet go soft. Before he could stand still, the thick and soft dead leaves under his feet suddenly became empty.

After the stove was ready, Fang Chi patted the mud on his hands: "I have alcohol there."

"There's no firewood. I wonder if anyone will pick up some firewood." Luo Peng came over and said, "I was going to carry some charcoal."

"Don't be afraid of being tired," Fang Chi smiled, and looked around, "I'll go pick something up."

"Don't pick it up." Zhang Lin was holding a bag of meat and was about to put it on a stick. "I just read the blog post and Wenqu went to the forest to pick it up."

"To the woods?" Fang Chi immediately turned to look at her.

"Ah," Zhang Lin pointed, "It's over there, it should be picked up on the side... maybe."

"Then what about the people now." Fang Chi said, and walked quickly to the direction Zhang Lin pointed, and picked up his bag along the way and carried it on his back.

"Why, what," Ma Liang heard their voices, and got out of the tent, "I'm with you..."

"You wait." Fang Chi said.

When he reached the edge of the woods, Li Bowen came out of the woods carrying a large bundle of dry firewood.

Fang Chi looked behind him, but there was no one: "Where is Sun Wenqu?"

"Ah?" Li Bowen was stunned for a moment, "Did he not come out?"

Fang Chi stared at him: "Where did you two go?"

"It didn't go very deep, I just walked around half a circle and came out." Li Bowen was anxious, threw down the firewood and walked back, "I was in front of him, and I didn't see him when I came back. Thinking he went out before me..."

"Stand," Fang Chi took two steps and grabbed his arm and pulled it back, then turned his head and said to the people in the camp in a calm voice, "I told you to stay, and I told you not to go into the forest Just don't go into the woods, anyone who messes around will roll down the mountain!"

Before these people could make a sound, Fang Chi walked into the woods with his bag on his back.