One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

The typhoon has passed, and it passed almost seven o'clock last night, but the rain is still falling. In the morning, the sky is still the face of the wicked mother-in-law's house, and the rain is still like the endless gossip of the three aunts and six wives.

Wen Siqi put on her coir raincoat and looked at Jiang Xinran who stood aside with disapproval written all over her face.

"We've run out of food."

I ate all the food last night, even the root of the grass was half right, if I don't get some food, I will have no energy for the day.

Wen Siqi smiled softly, the smile remained the same as before, but at this moment, Jiang Xinran always felt that there was something else mixed in this smile, such as: pride.

After scrutinizing it for a moment, the smile was still the same, with no obvious complacency, so he collected his thoughts and picked up the coir raincoat beside him and put it on.

"Let's go."

Wen Siqi pursed her lips and smiled, and followed the pace.

Go down to the cave, put the ladder back into the cave, and the two went to the beach first.

There is a lot of marine garbage floating on the beach, plastic bags, plastic bottles, driftwood...

Wen Siqi and Jiang Xinran searched for all kinds of trash for a long time, but there was nothing useful except the bottle.

I didn't find anything, but I picked up a fish.It was a dead fish, Wen Siqi sniffed it, it didn't stink, and the surface of the fish didn't look traumatized.

"Eat."

Jiang Xinran took one look at the fish and stopped, fearing that she might not be able to eat it later.

Put the fish into the basket, and the two went to the place where the fish cage was placed.

The fish cage was still there, and the stones on top were not knocked down by the waves. The two of them worked together to remove the stones and take the fish cage out of the water.

The seawater flowed down the splicing gap, Wen Siqi set up the fish cage and opened the mouth of the cage to look inside.

There are harvests, a few small fish fry, and a few shrimps, all of which are small goods.Counting the fish and shrimp bouncing on the beach is not enough for a full meal.

Looking at each other, the two saw regret in their own eyes.

"It's bad luck."

"Um……"

Not only is it not good, it is simply dark.

I can't help but look and think, the luck of Wen Siqi and Wen Suiyun is totally different, no matter how unlucky Wen Suiyun is, he can still catch a live fish, but for Wen Siqi, the only good luck is a dead fish.

Is it true what Ye Yajie said, bad bamboos produce good ones?

"What is Miss Jiang thinking?"

Smiling, as if the light of Po Yun was shining brightly in front of her eyes, Jiang Xinran shivered instantly.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about what we're going to do next."

The topic was blunt, let alone Wen Siqi wanted to laugh, Jiang Xinran herself felt it was funny.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward, Wen Siqi smiled and said, "What would Miss Jiang want to eat?"

how to eat?

I couldn't help but think of the pot of stew with various flavors that day, and my mouth suddenly had an 'endless aftertaste', and I almost couldn't hold my face.

"Just don't cook it in one pot."

"That's tricky, I can only cook in one pot~"

The gentle tone of voice made her complexion brilliant, Wen Siqi looked very unhappy, and Jiang Xin felt depressed.

The meaning of the words was clarified, no matter how stupid Jiang Xinran was, she should have heard Wen Siqi's malicious intentions, not to mention that she was not stupid, so she couldn't guess what Wen Siqi was typing?

Want to see her joke?This woman is getting more and more presumptuous.

Shen Mo put down the back basket, picked up the fish and shrimps on the ground and put them into the back basket, Jiang Xinran rolled her eyes.

"Go and see the trap."

After saying that, he bypassed Wen Siqi and went to the jungle.

Looking at the unnatural back, Wen Siqi smiled naturally.

Strong winds pass through, and the trees are endless, and a mess is intertwined.Many trees were broken in the forest along the coast, and the traps near the edge were also destroyed.

"Wen Siqi, come here."

This was the fourth trap to be destroyed, completely destroyed and covered up by two staggered fallen trees.

Wen Siqi tried to pull the noose out from under the tree, but there was no change after pulling it for a long time. It seemed that the tree trunk was pressed in the noose, and there was great resistance.

Just about to give up and check the next trap, Jiang Xinran suddenly called her, with a slightly heavy tone, not good news.

Wen Siqi stepped over, and saw a deep chopping mark in his eyes. The mark was very deep, and if he cut a few more times, the broken tree would be broken in half again.

"It was yesterday."

The chopping marks were obviously left when the wind was still strong yesterday, otherwise they could not have heard the sound of chiseling wood based on the marks above.

Just, what did he cut down the tree for?Also during typhoon time.

Jiang Xinran frowned, trying to guess his intentions.

Wen Siqi was also thinking, she had to think about it, if she didn't know the other party's intentions, she would only be passive in her subsequent responses.

However, it is really difficult to guess a person's thoughts based on the cut marks on the tree trunk. The two pondered for a long time, but neither could see the answer in the eyes of the other.

Wen Siqi bit her lip and thought again, and said for a long while: "Let's go straight back to the cave to have a look."

He may have been to the cave and stayed there for a while. If it is true, then the answer may be found on this road.

Jiang Xinran agreed, handed the basket to Wen Siqi, drew out the arrow and put it on the bow.

Wen Siqi walked behind her, carefully observing whether there were similar chopping marks on the trees on both sides, or whether there were footprints left on the ground.

After walking carefully for a while, the karst cave covered by branches and leaves came into view.A few steps forward, Wen Siqi saw the same scar left on a tree.

"Look over there."

The chopping marks were on the lower half of the tree, very close to the ground. Wen Siqi squatted close to the tree, raised her hand and waved towards the tree.

"He has squatted here, and the time is not short."

After speaking, she raised her head and looked into the cave again.When they came out, they specially left a fire on, and the fire was still burning at this time, and this seat happened to see the light of the fire reflected on the top of the cave.

Seeing the cave, the scars under the tree, and the wounds on the broken tree, there are few clues, but they can form a theory. Wen Siqi thought of a possibility.

Subconsciously turned to look at Jiang Xinran, Jiang Xinran just turned around.

Unfortunately, she also had a guess.

The chisel marks on the tree, and the same messy marks on the ground, Jiang Xinran thought of the other sounds she heard from the wind and rain yesterday.

When she was humming to Wen Siqi, she heard a strange sound in the jungle. At that time, there were many chaotic noises. She didn't take it seriously. When she saw the marks left on the ground and trees, she Thinking about it wrong, the sound at that time was probably the movement made by that person.

Jiang Xinran first narrated her conjecture, contacted her conjecture, and Wen Siqi had a richer affirmation of her conjecture.

"He was venting his anger."

Vent dissatisfaction, unwillingness, and resentment for the same experience but different fate.

Wen Siqi said: That person should have seen the flames first when passing by, and then heard Jiang Xinran humming for her. They are on vacation.

Comparing two by two, one by one, why is he always inferior, why is fate so unfair?He is unwilling, he is not angry, he hates.

Wen Siqi talked eloquently, as if she was watching and listening beside him at that time, every word was vivid, and she slowly approached Jiang Xinran.

Jiang Xinran slowly opened her bow.

"You said, am I right in my analysis? Sir."

Jiang Xinran suddenly raised her bow, and with a thud, the arrow flew away from the string, and sank into a tree.

Beside the tree, a well-groomed man looked at Wen Siqi calmly, but the horror in his eyes was evident, and the blunt ax in his hand trembled slightly.

Wen Siqi turned around, looked at him trying to maintain her calmness, but was unable to be confident in fear, pursed her lips, and swallowed the words back.

He tried to raise the axe, but the bow that opened again frightened him back, turned around and left in a hurry without hesitation, shouting: "Ah... ah..." in panic.

"Don't run!"

"return."

Seeing that he was about to run away, Jiang Xinran was about to chase after him, but Wen Siqi called to stop her.

Turning around, she looked at Wen Siqi quietly, waiting for a reason.

After waiting for a long time, Wen Siqi kept her head down, something was wrong.

Jiang Xinran put away her bow and stepped forward to pat her, but Wen Siqi spoke.

"I seem to... hurt him one step closer."

What do you mean?

Before he had time to ask questions, Wen Siqi answered the question again: "I'm so proud, I thought I peeled his heart open in front of him, and I didn't have the scruples to take the hidden secret for granted, trampled on his self-esteem, and made the last madness of reason."

"How can you be sure that you are pressing the last straw on him."

Jiang Xinran understood Wen Siqi's words. Wen Siqi thought that she had stimulated that person, and now chasing after her would probably stimulate her further, and then she would be chased and bitten by envious rabbits.

She understands, but Jiang Xinran has doubts about Wen Siqi's confidence. How could she have the confidence to be sure that her words will further stimulate that person, and that person will collapse to the point of attacking herself desperately.

"Did you see the look in his eyes just now?" Wen Siqi raised her head and stared at Jiang Xinran, "Usually speaking, you who have sharp weapons should be the most vigilant and feared, but he turned vigilance, fear, and anger on me. , doesn't this explain anything? Or is it that Miss Jiang only has anger in her eyes?"

Wen Siqi was angry, and the tone of her voice changed at the end. Jiang Xinran could tell that she was angry with her, and she was also angry with herself.

It's not that Jiang Xinran didn't miss the look Wen Siqi mentioned. The distance between them and each other is not far, and they can see each other's expressions.

It was exactly as Wen Siqi said, his eyes were on Wen Siqi from beginning to end, and for her, there was only one handout when he drew his bow.

The reason made Jiang Xinran no longer want to vent her anger on Ye Yajie, she put the arrow back into the quiver, looked in the direction the man left, and then looked at Wen Siqi.

"What are you going to do next?"

That person will definitely come back, let's not mention anything else. If it is true what Wen Siqi said, she exposed the other person's heart naked and trampled on his self-esteem. Although Jiang Xinran knew that Wen Siqi didn't mean it, the other party would not think so. , reason will be occupied by anger, and hatred will be aroused in this case.

Since there is hatred, venting must be necessary, and the object of venting is naturally the hated Wen Siqi, only in this way can the hatred disappear.

Wen Siqi would be very dangerous, and this danger would affect her as well.

Jiang Xinran knew it, and Wen Siqi naturally knew it too.

Hearing Jiang Xinran's words, she raised her head and let the raindrops falling through the cracks of the leaves hit her face.

The rainwater scrubbed his face, as if cleaning something.

Jiang Xinran stretched out her hand to stop it, but she took it back halfway.

Well, Wen Siqi pressed the palm hat, exhaled and said with a smile:

"I don't want to die, at least not on this island."

The sky is still shrouded in dark clouds, and the thick clouds completely block the light behind it, and the light hides in the raindrops, trying to bring the light to every living being who prays under the clouds.

However, there are very few creatures that catch the light, and too many creatures hide under shelters in order to avoid the raindrops, and avoid the light at the same time.

"I want my children to leave here and leave with sunshine!"

……

"Ah chirp!"

"Cough...cough...cough..."

The sound of coughing and sneezing continued, and the muffled sound made it uncomfortable for the ears. Ye Yajie glanced away, picked up the bowl and tasted the warmth.The temperature is just right, neither hot nor cold, but the taste is not very friendly.

"Is this drinkable?"

False betel root, Wang Zhenzhen called it clam root, it is said that it has the effect of removing cold and cough, as well as bruises and other effects. Wang Zhenzhen was impatient to explain in detail, and hastily explained that it can be eaten, seasoned, and used as medicine. Only about the process of its discovery.

When they came here to build a house, Wen Siqi found a clump by the river, and opened her mouth to tell her about the medicinal effects other than eating and seasoning.

Wang Zhenzhen remembered that after she couldn't find anything she knew that could remove the wind and cold, she came to the stream to try her luck, and then she really met her. On the other side of the stream further downstream, she found familiar friends '.

"Nonsense, you can't drink it, we've been poisoned to death!"

Wang Zhenzhen stared at Ye Yajie with disgust, saying that she had eaten it before and asking such a low-level question!

"You are using poison to make poison, scourge!"

"Your sister drank too."

Ye Yajie shut her mouth immediately, and walked up to Wen Suiyun with a bowl in her hand, "Drink the medicine, quickly remove the cloth from your mouth, you won't feel bored."

Wen Suiyun fell ill again, drenched in the rain, and coughed profusely the next day. The only good news is that this time he didn't have a high fever, but his body temperature was a little higher. Bring your own 'mask'.

What a ghost!

After seeing Wen Suiyun put on a mask for herself, she just wanted to vent her words. At such a young age, she thought about what to do with so much and nothing, and she was not afraid to think that she was short. She was at the same height as her mother and couldn't see far away. , Inexperienced, let people deceive.

"But if you remove it, it will be contagious to everyone."

The usual clear and clear voice is muffled at this moment, and the heaviness mixed in the words makes all the adults who hear the words feel helpless.

Ye Yajie raised her eyebrows even more, "If you don't take it off, what do you drink with? There's no straw for you here."

"Just walk away and you'll be fine."

Of course, he smiled and said, Wen Suiyun thanked him, took the bowl, took the bowl to the corner opposite the sleeping shop, next to Zhao Guoming's ashes, and took off the mask facing the wall.

The adults stared at each other, Ye Yajie's eyelids twitched.

To be educated, to be educated!

……

It was still raining, raindrops scrambling to drip through the leaves, trying to drown out the noise that disrupted the tranquility of the jungle.

It is the roar of the ax on the trunk, the pain of the trees.

One click, one click, another click...the endless gouging in the deeply sunken gap.

The man who vented with the ax murmured brokenly:

"What's there to be proud of...Is analysis fun...Why do you self-righteous moths always live better than humans...Why don't you die...Why...Die! Die! Die! Die! ah!"

boom!

The ax sank deep into the cut groove, and a sharp corner burst out from the other side of the trunk.

Panting heavily, he slowly released the handle of the axe, looked at the ax stuck in the tree trunk, smiled, slowly curved the arcs on both sides of his mouth, heaved his shoulders with his breath, and said in a jerk, "Dead, hehe...dead It's... you're dead... you're dead..."

He laughs funny, laughs ridiculously, laughs like weeping, weird and chilling.