flying dog

Fang Chi got into the woods.

This forest is nothing to him, but generally their locals would not drill into it.

This kind of forest has a steep slope, and there are usually several layers of platforms under the thick fallen leaves and broken branches, which are covered by fallen leaves and rotten wood and can no longer be seen. If you step on it inappropriately, you may fall go down.

In fact, falling is not a big problem, but for someone like Sun Wenqu who was spoiled and raised and never lived in the wild, the problem may be serious.

Fang Chi walked slowly in the direction Li Bowen said they entered the woods, looking at the trampled marks left by the two of them on the ground.

It can almost be judged that the two of them are walking one after the other. If they keep walking like this, they will hit the platform in front of them.

Fang Chi frowned, and walked forward at a faster speed. The forest was very old, and almost every step had to cross thick roots and various fallen branches.

He didn't understand, if you want to collect firewood, you can pick up a lot of it near the edge of the forest. Why do you have to go to such a deep place? It's very humid here, and there is basically no dry firewood.

Apart from this point, he still didn't quite understand. It could be seen that the relationship between Sun Wenqu and Li Bowen was not very good. Why would someone like Sun Wenqu, who was too lazy to be like a snake, follow Li Bowen to such a place.

The woods are very quiet, and the light is gradually dimming. In the mountains, once the sun starts to set, the speed is much faster than that on the flat ground.

Fang Chi pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the surroundings. If Sun Wenqu had brought the whistle he gave, if Sun Wenqu hadn't been a fool and hadn't fallen unconscious, he should know how to call for help by now.

After walking a short distance, according to the speed of Sun Wenqu and Li Bowen, the farthest they were just now was almost here. He stopped, and suddenly heard a thin whistle.

The sound was so small that he couldn't tell which direction it was coming from for a while, but when he tried to identify it again, the whistle disappeared again.

Fang Chi could only guess that he was in front, so he ran and jumped quickly over the tree roots, ran forward for a short distance, and then took out his whistle from his pocket and blew.

This time, the whistle in response came from the front left, and it was still a little thin. Fang Chi could hear it clearly.

Either Sun Wenqu was too weak to speak, or he was injured.

"Sun Wenqu!" Fang Chi yelled, carefully identifying the traces on the ground, and soon found a small piece of rotten leaves that had been trampled down near the edge of the slope. He tried it with his feet, "Are you on the ground?" under!"

While he was tearing away the vines and fallen leaves on the ground with his hands, a whistle sounded from below, and Sun Wenqu's voice was vaguely heard: "I'm below."

"Are you injured?" Fang Chi asked, threw the bag on the ground, took out a coil of rope from it, and quickly tied one end to a strong tree root.

"No." Sun Wenqu replied, his voice was weak.

"Then I'll throw a rope for you to climb up?" Fang Chi was relieved to hear that he was not injured, but he still took out the first aid kit from his bag and hung it on his waist.

"That won't work," Sun Wenqu said, "I'm the one who holds the contract of sale."

"Then you can play below." Fang Chi was speechless.

"Okay," Sun Wenqu said, "I've been playing for a long time anyway."

Fang Chi didn't speak anymore, he tried the knot and it became firm. He cleared away the weeds, fallen leaves and messy branches on the ground, pulled the rope and slowly slid down.

Sun Wenqu probably stepped on the ground and fell down. The place where he slid down was a waterway, which was washed out by the current during the rainy season, but fortunately it was not too steep.

Fang Chi slid down for about five or six meters, and saw the red coat on Sun Wenqu's body. It seemed that the slide was a bit miserable, and his clothes were ripped off...

Two or three meters further down, he saw Sun Wenqu who was half sitting and half leaning against the pile of fallen leaves.

"Didn't you say you weren't injured!" Fang Chi saw at a glance that there was a cut in one of Sun Wenqu's trouser legs, and quickly let go and jumped to his side.

"I want to say that I'm injured because I'm afraid that if you roll and crawl down in a hurry, then we both won't go up." Sun Wenqu said.

"I...I won't," Fang Chi frowned and took off the first-aid kit and opened it, "Where is the injury other than this cut?"

"It's gone," Sun Wenqu sighed, "Just this one cut hurts me to death."

Fang Chi opened the first aid kit, cleaned his wound quickly, then applied some medicine, and wrapped the wound with a bandage: "Can you use force?"

"I don't know," Sun Wenqu moved his feet, "Get me my clothes first, it's cold."

Fang Chi climbed up and tore off his clothes: "Are you cold? If I don't pay attention, I can't hear the sound of the whistle."

"Come on, it'd be nice to be able to blow the sound," Sun Wenqu said while putting on his clothes with grinning teeth, "My whole body hurts from the fall, and when the broken whistle blows, my chest and back will be blown." It hurts."

"Can you pull the rope up?" Fang Chi tugged at the rope.

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, just leaned on a branch and looked at Fang Chi.

Fang Chi stared at him for a while and sighed: "I can't go up."

"I may not be able to go up like this if I am not injured." Sun Wenqu said.

"Then I'll carry you up." Fang Chi climbed up the rope twice and reached the top.

"No," Sun Wenqu was stunned when he saw it, "Are you carrying me up or I can imagine you carrying me up?"

"I'll take the braces!" Fang Chi said helplessly.

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, watching Fang Chi easily climbed up the branches and rocks, pulling his arms and kicking his legs, and climbing up in a few strokes, he narrowed his eyes.

Fang Chi quickly took the rope and straps down, and when he put the straps on Sun Wenqu, Sun Wenqu asked, "Is there a photo of you on the unique photo wall in your club?"

"Yes," Fang Chi replied while fixing the straps, "probably one or two, during the competition."

"Is there a picture of your back, hanging on a rock?" Sun Wenqu asked again.

"Well," Fang Chi glanced at him, "what's the matter."

"The legs are really long." Sun Wenqu laughed, lowered his eyelids and glanced at his legs twice.

Fang Chi didn't know if he was used to Sun Wenqu's habitual convulsions, or because Sun Wenqu was injured now, or if his main problem now was to get Sun Wenqu up, anyway, he just looked down. He looked at his legs and said, "Yeah, that angle makes your legs look longer."

Sun Wenqu didn't expect him to answer like this, so he was taken aback before laughing: "So honest."

"Okay," Fang Chi pulled the suspenders on Sun Wenqu's body and pulled them behind him, and buckled them up. "Don't move around, keep your legs back a little."

"Can you carry me on your back like this?" Sun Wenqu was a little worried, "Do you know how much I weigh?"

Fang Chi didn't speak, he wrapped the rope around his waist and kicked his legs, Sun Wenqu suddenly felt his feet were hanging off the ground.

Fang Chi didn't seem to be having any difficulty climbing, he only stopped twice in the middle to adjust his upward route, and within a few minutes he carried him back to the place where he fell.

"It's only one hundred and fourteen." Fang Chi untied the strap.

"What?" Sun Wenqu supported him, bending one leg.

"You." Fang Chi propped his hand on his shoulder to the tree trunk next to him, then squatted down and packed everything into his bag.

"More than that," Sun Wenqu smiled, "You have a treasure chest, you have everything."

"I can't help it. If I meet someone like you, I will need them all." Fang Chi packed his bag and put it under the tree, then squatted in front of him, "Come up."

"Do you want it?" Sun Wenqu lay on his back.

"Then you go down." Fang Chi stood up and walked out of the forest with him on his back.

"Thank you," Sun Wenqu said on his back, the road is not easy to walk, and even Fang Chi can't walk very steadily with someone on his back, "I really didn't expect that I would be so unlucky today."

"Why did you two come here?" Fang Chi frowned and asked, "Don't run around if I don't tell you, you are not unlucky today, you are lucky, and you are unlucky if you keep slipping to the end, then it is not a scam It's so simple to cut a hole in the clothes..."

"Your lung capacity is so great, you can still teach people like this," Sun Wenqu laughed, and then fell silent for a while, before saying again, "I'm looking for mushrooms."

"What mushroom?" Fang Chi asked, "Just the red mushroom you mentioned earlier?"

"...Hmm." Sun Wenqu was a little embarrassed. A big man ran into the woods like a little girl looking for mushrooms.

When Fang Chi was about to walk to the edge of the forest with him on his back, he saw a group of people coming up to meet him. Ma Liang saw that Sun Wenqu had been carried out, so he was so anxious that he didn't stumble and rushed over : "What's going on here? Where is the injury!"

"Hey, this little mouth is really sharp," Sun Wenqu laughed, "It's okay, I just made a slit, and my old waist slapped me..."

"Where did you fall!" Li Bowen almost fell when he rushed over, "Why don't you make a sound! If something happens to you, I'll be finished!"

Sun Wenqu smiled and said nothing.

"One after another!" Luo Peng shouted.

A group of people unloaded Fang Chi from his back, and carried him out of the woods together.

Fang Chi turned back to the woods and took out his bag.

Apart from the gash on his calf, Sun Wenqu had no other injuries, except that he knocked against the stone a few times when he fell, and he would probably be blue tomorrow.

After checking Sun Wenqu and making sure there were no other problems, everyone continued to prepare dinner. The fire was already lit, and seven or eight emergency lights were turned on. It was quite lively.

"Is the leg injury serious?" Li Bowen squatted beside Sun Wenqu.

"It's not serious, just scratch it, it's not a big problem." Sun Wenqu said.

"I really..." Li Bowen frowned, unable to speak, with a depressed expression on his face.

"You can do it, you can do it." Ma Liang sat beside him and gave him a sideways glance. "Repent now, and confess very vigorously."

"No, Liangzi, what do you mean?" Li Bowen looked at Ma Liang.

"It means that you have already understood and understood." Ma Liang said very calmly.

"You..." Li Bowen stood up.

"Oh, that's fine," Sun Wenqu said, "I still want to fight, and the three wounded will roll down the mountain in a bundle tomorrow?"

Ma Liang didn't speak again, and Li Bowen stared at him for a while and didn't speak again.

Fang Chi talked to the team leader for a while and came over, handed Sun Wenqu a bottle of energy drink and two anti-inflammatory pills, then turned to look at Li Bowen: "That mushroom, let me see the photo."

"That's just a coincidence..." Li Bowen smiled awkwardly.

"Let me see." Fang Chi stretched out his hand.

Li Bowen hesitated for a moment, took out his mobile phone, flipped out the photo and handed it to Fang Chi: "My dad used to tease us when we were young...Have you ever seen such a mushroom?"

"Was it taken here?" Fang Chi looked at the photo and asked.

"Well, but not here," Li Bowen pointed to the other side of the mountain, "It was taken on the hiking trail on the road to the east of the village."

"Oh, I haven't seen it before." Fang Chi replied without speaking.

Li Bowen stood for a while, and none of them spoke. He sighed, patted Sun Wenqu on the shoulder, and got up to help Zhao He barbecue.

"Thank you, thank you," Ma Liang looked at Fang Chi, "Nephew."

"The fish over there is ready," Fang Chi raised his chin, "Do you want to eat it?"

"I'll get it, get some," Ma Liang stood up, "Your father loves fish."

Fang Chi watched Ma Liang walk away before turning his head: "We don't have such mushrooms in the mountains here."

"Huh?" Sun asked Qu in a daze.

"I grew up in this mountain," Fang Chi glanced at him, "I've never seen that kind of mushroom."

"It is said that it grows under the pine needles..." Sun Wenqu said.

"I said I haven't seen it, so I definitely haven't. When I was young, I could even dig out the pottery shards from the bottom of the river. It can't be that one kind of mushroom grows in the mountain." Fang Chi said softly, "Besides, the one in the photo It’s the pine needles of white pine, we don’t have them here, we are all Chinese pine, understand?”

Sun Wenqu didn't speak.

"Be more careful," Fang Chi stood up and walked away, "It's fine if your EQ is low, but your IQ can keep up."

It took Sun Wenqu a long time to come back to his senses, and he yelled at Fang Chi's back: "Hey! You are quite capable now!"

During the day, there are more than [-] people, and it feels like a lot of trouble when talking, but in the deep mountains and old forests at night, it feels that there are very few people.

After eating, a group of people got up at the same time and moved all the scattered tents to a group. Only when everyone squeezed together did they feel safe.

"Are there any wolves here at night?" Someone asked worriedly.

"No." Fang Chi said.

"Is there a fox, or some small beast?" Zhang Lin wrapped her shawl around the campfire.

"Don't worry," Fang Chi smiled, "I'm afraid of people, I won't come here."

"What about a delicate woman like me who doesn't have a boyfriend at night?" Zhang Lin pinched her orchid fingers, "What if I need to go to the bathroom?"

"You call another woman who has a boyfriend." Fang Chi was digging a small hole by the fire to bury sweet potatoes in, and said without raising his head, "That's fine."

"Smart!" A group of people were all happy.

The night in the mountains is very quiet, the chirping of small chirping insects, the low chirping of unknown birds from time to time, and the rustling of the trees when the wind blows through the trees, make the night have a different kind of tranquility.

If you look up, you will see silvery stars, large and small, all over the sky.

Because they have been tossing all day during the day, people who originally wanted to play a small card with a warm campfire, drink a little wine and chat for a while, became sleepy after a long time.

Sun Wenqu was also quite tired. When he was about to go back to the tent to sleep, he found that Fang Chi was still sitting on the side with his head down, playing some single-player game on his mobile phone.

"Aren't you sleeping?" he asked softly.

"For a while," Fang Chi said, "you need to go to the bathroom at night and call me."

"Oh, such a strong desire for revenge." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"Huh?" Fang Chi didn't understand what he meant.

"I saw you once, do you want to see me again?" Sun Wenqu couldn't stop laughing.

Fang Chi looked at him: "Then jump around by yourself."

"It's okay." Sun Wenqu climbed into the tent and put himself into a sleeping bag while laughing, "I don't mind you watching."

Fang Chi ignored him, bowed his head and continued playing the game.

Sun Wenqu was quite sleepy at first, but he couldn't fall asleep after lying in the tent for a long time. He always felt uncomfortable somewhere, and finally he found mouthwash from his bag, and climbed out of the tent again.

Fang Chi was still playing the game, saw him gargling his mouth, and clicked his tongue: "It's very particular."

"Do you want it?" Sun asked Qu, shaking the bottle in his hand.

"No," Fang Chi took out the gum bottle from his pocket and shook it, "I use this."

Sun Wenqu shrank back, and after two seconds stuck out his head wrapped in the sleeping bag: "Hey, I found a problem."

Fang Chi looked at him.

"Don't you have a tent?" Sun Wenqu looked around, and basically all the people had entered the tent, and no one was vacant.

"No," Fang Chi said, "I don't need that."

"Then how did you sleep?" Sun asked him a little surprised.

"Sleep in a sleeping bag," Fang Chi said, "It's too tiring to carry a tent."

"... Oh." Sun Wenqu returned to the tent.

Still unable to fall asleep, he opened the small window on the tent and looked at the small picture-like night sky.

Fang Chi was the only one left outside. From the gap in the tent, Sun Wenqu could see that he went to add some firewood to the campfire, then spread out the moisture-proof mat, put on a sleeping bag and lay down comfortably.

Sun Wenqu smiled. A child who grew up wild in the mountains is indeed different from the people around him. It is hard to say what kind of characteristics he has, which often surprises people.

It didn't take long for the surrounding area to become less quiet.

The sound of snoring, babbling, teeth grinding, and occasionally a few words in sleep made Sun Wenqu, who was already drowsy and difficult to fall asleep, lose sleep at all.

After a while, he felt like peeing a little bit.

Crawled out of the sleeping bag, then climbed out of the tent, put on his shoes, and hesitated whether to call Fang Chi or just find a place to pee casually.

The injury on the leg is actually okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, and I don't feel much. Compared with the cut, the bumped places on the body are more uncomfortable.

He tried to walk a few steps, but before he could get three meters away, the sleeping bag next to him sat up.

"Oh, you scared me." Sun Wenqu originally felt that the blackness three meters away was scary, and when a silkworm cocoon was erected next to it, he suddenly felt hairy.

"Didn't I ask you to call me?" Fang Chi tore open the sleeping bag and climbed out, walked to him and pulled his arm over his shoulder, "If you fall again, I really won't be able to get you off tomorrow."

"No, my legs don't hurt right now," Sun Wenqu smiled, "It's just a little...to panic."

Fang Chi took out a flashlight, turned it on, bit it in his mouth, then put his arms around his waist, half-carrying and half-dragging him a few steps, and got him behind a big rock next to him.

"Just here," Fang Chi bit his flashlight and said vaguely. After Sun Wenqu stood still, he put the flashlight on the rock. "Quick battle."

Sun Wenqu stood behind the stone without moving, Fang Chi looked at him: "Pee."

"Don't you watch?" Sun asked him.

"Are you sick?" Fang Chi suppressed his voice.

"Don't you think you can stand a little farther away?" Sun Wenqu was amused, "I'm quite embarrassed to listen to the live broadcast."

"It's amazing," Fang Chi turned around and took a few steps to the side, "You still have times when you're embarrassed."

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, it was the first time he was so focused on urinating in such an age, he was afraid that something would come out behind him if he urinated slowly.

After tidying up his pants, he glanced at Fang Chi. Fang Chi was looking up at the night sky with his back turned to him, looking very intoxicated.

Sun Wenqu leaned against the stone and didn't urge him. For some reason, Fang Chi is still a child in his eyes, but from time to time he makes people feel at ease. What kind of down-to-earth is that.