The days of surviving on a desert island with a flight attendant

I stared wide-eyed, as if I had already met Song Bailu's death. The Gu sculpture stood still, and the shrill sound that I heard last night came out of its throat, just like the sharp sound of an airplane crash landing. That excitement and excitement.

"Quick pull!" I yelled.

Yunwen and I immediately picked up the speed and pulled up. The girl Yingchun didn't use any strength to climb the rocks at all, but relied on me and Yunwen to do my best. Therefore, the speed couldn't be increased, so we could only pull it bluntly.

I watched Song Bailu face that gigantic monster, that ancient fierce beast in the legendary Chinese Book of Mountains and Seas, and I couldn't help but feel ashamed of her, let alone a weak woman, even if I stood at such a high place now, I would still be taken by that gu. Affected by the ferocious appearance of the eagle, it is a bloodthirsty smell that can be smelled in the air.

Finally pulling it up, Song Yingchun immediately criticized: "Why are you so slow? I'm almost strangling to death in mid-air. Consider other people's feelings, okay?"

However, we didn't have time to talk to her at all, because just below, the Gu sculpture had already moved, and it was heading towards Song Bailu!

Song Yingchun followed our gaze and looked down, his eyes widened immediately, and he bit his finger with his teeth!

I threw down the vine again, telling her to climb up quickly, but she hesitated, and she shouted to the top: "Zhou Bo, I will leave my sister to you! Take good care of her for me, when I beg you for the last time Already!"

After shouting, she stared at the gu carving, instead of climbing the vines, she chose to run directly along the mountain wall in another direction, and disappeared from our field of vision. The Gu Eagle who ran away also chased up with a strange running posture, and the bottom of the mountain became silent for a moment.

The three of us didn't dare to move on the top, we were afraid of hearing the screams that would follow, and we also wanted to know how Song Bailu was doing. This kind of conflicted psychology made us stay here like sculptures. The time for half a stick of incense.

It's a pity that I didn't hear anything, there was no strange call of the gu carving, and there was no voice or movement of Song Bailu, everything seemed to be just an illusion, and now it has become like a cloud of the past, which made me feel a little at a loss, for a long time Can't adapt.

Song Yingchun couldn't cry, maybe at this moment, she realized why her sister said things to her that she didn't like to hear.

We dare not mention a single word about Song Bailu, but everyone's mentality is like a bright mirror. The gu carving can eat a wild jackal, and can take the kind of nature as the living condition, born in the wild and live in the wild. Jackals in the wild are easily caught and eaten at night, when they usually hunt, when they are most alert.

Then Song Bailu, a delicate girl who was born in a civilized world and basically has no ability to survive in the wild, could she have a better fate than wild jackals?I didn't dare to think about it, and I didn't dare to face it. The only luck was that she didn't let out the last scream.

There is no time to be sad, we have to take care of our own survival, the only thing I can say to Song Bailu is to take good care of her beloved sister, other than that, I have nothing else to help her .

"Get up quickly, now that the staff is here, let's clean up here, gather firewood, build a bonfire here at night, and sleep. Those brought things will not be dangerous later, and I will go down the mountain and tie them to the tree. Fujigami, pull them up one by one," I said.

The girls were absent-minded, and began to deal with the bones around them. After seeing the vultures, they had visited many times. The bison and the Bigfoot had only skeletons left, and there was no remnant flesh. Except for the animal skin tent and the other animal skins hanging on the tree, the rest are basically the skeletons of those wrecks, so gloomy, it makes people shudder to look at them, let alone live in them.

That Bigfoot has saved me once or twice, although it may not be out of sincerity, but it must not be too ungrateful. As for the final battle of life and death, there is no other way. Survival of the fittest, my battle with it is not considered a Vendetta can only be regarded as a kind of natural selection and elimination, so I don't hate it.

Out of respect for my opponent, and because it accidentally saved us, I walked its corpse down the stone steps, from the isolated peak, to the gentle mountainous area below the isolated peak, between the mountain roads , I found the center of the two trees, dug the soil there, buried them, and erected a monument, but when I was about to leave, I saw two stone statues in front of the mountain road where the burial place was buried.

One is holding a bronze dagger, and the other is holding a bronze halberd. A mountain road extends in front of them. However, if you go not far in this direction, it will be a fault that meets the isolated peak. It should be a dead end. I don’t know why it was established. Two stone statues.

After burying the Bigfoot, I went back along the stone road, but I saw Song Yingchun squatting on the ground, crying heartbreakingly, and Yunwen was also comforting her with tears in her eyes. I hissed and looked at me pleadingly.

I nodded at her and went to collect the other bones.

I have to say that this Bigfoot monster is not small. It can be said that it has killed countless ferocious beasts. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a top hunter and the king of the jungle. No, but what I can confirm is that there is no corpse of a Gu carving here.

One or two larger skeletons were left behind, and the rest were basically thrown down the mountain. The big ones could be used to dry clothes, while the small ones were of little use and added to the burden.

Yingchun cried for a long time, presumably because she thought of her sister's last advice, and came up to clean up for me a little bit, in order to survive, even with tears in her eyes, she had to keep working hard.

We have cleaned up all the messy things, leaving a lot of space here. It doesn't look so messy, and the smell is much less. It's just that there are a lot of bugs on the animal skins. Fleas and lice are also there. Quite a lot, so I asked Yunwen to take Yingchun to the spring pool, pick some saponins nearby, wash it, and dry it so that we can use it to keep out the cold.

There is the fur of the evil otter here, as well as the fur of a wolf. It was used as a tent, and it must have been some kind of ferocious beast, but it has only been reduced to animal skin.

After they left, I went to the cliff to look down, thinking about when I would go down and bring up the truck load, and I also found some dry firewood for the fire. I don't have Song Bailu's long-sighted glasses now. , There are no decent stones here, so you have to rely on drilling wood to make fire.

I took hay, nested it on dry wood, drilled a hole in the wood, and then used the wood hard, turning it back and forth, and so on dozens of times, and then there was some improvement. Finally, the hands were bleeding, and finally came out. White smoke, light a fire.

And gradually it was getting dark, the three of us sat around the first bonfire in this residence.

Maybe everyone has some fluke mentality like me, thinking that Song Bailu will escape and come back, but after dark, this illusion was shattered for us.

"Brother Zhou Bo, can I take a rest? I'm a little tired..." Song Yingchun couldn't hide her tears and asked in tears.

I nodded and said, "Crying also consumes energy, let's lay out hay and sleep for a while."

Song Yingchun was sobbing, his body was still trembling because of crying for a long time, sucking his nose, curled up timidly, and collapsed on the ground without even laying hay.

The animal skin was still drying and baking on the skeleton, and it was temporarily unusable, so Yunwen took off her own coat and put it on the trembling Yingchun.

After the girl fell asleep, Yunwen came over and leaned against me. Seeing that the wounds on her hands and feet had been treated by herself, she asked, "Say, what should we do? Shall we go and find Sister Bailu? "

I shook my head and said, "Being sentimental is the most taboo thing in wild life, although I really want to find her."

"Then what will Younger Sister Yingchun do in the future? Without her sister, she will definitely be in great pain." Yunwen also seemed to be able to feel the pain of the other party.

"In the wild, life and death are life and death, the fittest survive, the unfortunate can only be eliminated, and I can't help it. The only way is, Yingchun should learn to face her sister's death by herself." I said.