1 Chapter 1

Mu Qing is 25 years old, a tour guide of a travel agency.

This day is exactly the same as usual. She and a colleague took a tour group to their destination, a virgin forest. The peripheral part of the forest has been developed as a tourist route for a few years. In the forest, the feet are stepping on the deep soft mossy leaves, the nose sniffing the fragrant and humid air, the ears listening to the pines and the birds, the body is swaying in the wild forest, the eyes are watching the lush forest, the members seem to come to another In the world, a few people even shouted that they would rather live in a wooden house and never return to the reinforced concrete city.

Mu Qing listened, and smiled slightly. Her feelings about this situation, has long been to the point of turning a blind eye. Compared to those few, in fact, if she can choose, she would rather sit on the iron chair in the center square of her city, leisurely watching several pigeons park on the dome of the FRP building in the middle of the square. tweet.

Mu Qing was tired for a day, and at night he returned to the hostel on the edge of the forest, and her body was like a shelf. She took a shower and her hair was blown dry. She just lie down for a while, but after heard someone knocking at the door.

The thirteen-year-old grandson brought by an old lady in the regiment sneaked out and has not returned yet. The old lady was in a hurry and tears.

Mu Qing immediately called the forest patrol team near the scenic spot. Then she will try her best to comfort the old lady and say that it will be fine.

"Not your grandson, you are not in a hurry!"

The old lady said that she could not breathe. Seeing that she had to go out to find it, there was no way to just put on a pair of jeans, carrying her own backpack and accompanying her. Her colleagues appeased the remaining members and said that they would not go out at random, so as not to get lost. More trouble.

In addition to her wallet phone, she also has a solar-powered flashlight, a compass, a survival whistle, a Vickers Swiss army knife, and a telescope with a small size but a multiple of ten. These are the things that she has placed in her backpack for a long time. Although they may only need to use a flashlight, they are only habitually carrying out their brains.

Mu Qing led the team here all the year round and was very familiar with the road. After staying with the old lady for a while, they met the patrol teamman and pulled a child behind him. It was the grandson of the old lady who said that she was naughty and sneaked in and played. Looking at the old lady holding a grandson's sweetheart, Mu Qing also sighed. Just about to go back, a few lightning flashes over the sky, sketching out the contours of the forest's undulating stretch, even if the thunder and thunder are rolling.

There are often thunderstorms in the summer, not to mention the forests here.

A few of Mu Qing's old ladies are already heading forward, and they are going to run back to the hostel, and a striking lightning bolt over the top of the head is like a ghostly cover, waiting for Mu Qing to hear the strange tearing air like a fierce voice. It is already late.

Lightning slammed on the ground and disappeared instantaneously.

The patrolman and the old lady who heard the lightning echoing back were in a hurry.

Mu Qing disappeared out of thin air. Just like a drop of water, it evaporates with lightning.

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Mu Qing restored consciousness.

She was hit by lightning. Woke up now.

She opened her eyes sharply, and at first she saw not the white twilight of the hospital ward ceiling. It is the sky.

The blue sky is high.

The strange blue and blue do not have a trace of impurities. It is unusually high and as high as it reaches the extremes of the universe.

And, now she has become the frog sitting in the sky.

Mu Qing slowly sat up and looked down at the well trapped by himself. The bottom of the well was less than two meters in diameter. Looking at the wall of the well, it was more like a trap that was manually dug out to catch the beast. Clumped.

She was lucky, the hunter did not insert sharps at the bottom of the well, otherwise she would never let her sit so comfortably.

She looked down and checked herself. In addition to a few burnt holes in her shirts and trousers, she was unscathed and did not burn one eyebrow.

It's too strange.

She was struck by lightning and now woke up in a trap unscathed.

Mu Qing leaned against the wall of the well and pressed it to the backpack behind him. Then he woke up and hurriedly pulled it down.

The backpack is a thick, thick canvas material, but with a layer of smoked marks on the surface.

Mu Qing had a mobile phone. The phone is still miraculously intact and there is still electricity. But... there is no signal.

Mu Qing does not give up, switch a few times, the signal bar is still blank.

She lost her cell phone and found the survival whistle. She put it in her mouth and blew it, and the sharp whistle was heard.

The survival whistle is just an ordinary military whistle, but it is a good thing. If ordinary people try to get the attention of rescuers with shouts, they will be exhausted for up to fifteen minutes. But this little plastic whistle, as long as there is still a breath, can blow the sound farther than the vocals.

Mu Qing whistled according to Moore code SOS.

She blew for a long time and couldn't hear anything outside, not even the wind.

Mu Qing was a bit dry, and she began to regret why she didn't bottle the water in her backpack.

She leaned against the well wall and the whistle gradually faded.

Time has passed for a long time. It's quite strange for a long time.

Mu Qing just watched the time on the phone, it was 12 noon. She remembers it correctly.

It has now passed three hours.

Her whistle gradually went down and finally fell silent.

When the sky finally turned from bright blue to dark blue, the time indication on her mobile phone was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

The phone is out of power and automatically shuts down.

Mu Qing's stomach is very hungry, which can be tolerated. The most unbearable thing is thirst.

She really felt that she was thirsty to die, and she almost felt that the Swiss army knife had cut herself.

She finally gave up and couldn't do it.

Mu Qing grabbed the whistle, put it in his mouth and closed his eyes, exhausted all his strength, and blew again.

Just as she felt that her ear drum was going to be pierced by the sharp voice, the wellhead suddenly flew something down, smashed her head and slammed it to the ground.

It is a mud.

Mu Qing suddenly raised his head and saw the man's face as he saw the manhole.

The man's hair is very long, tangled up and down the wellhead, his face is covered with a beard, and he can't see it at all. He only looks at the eyes of Mu Qing, and he doesn't know what to expect.

Mu Qing felt that this man is very ugly, not only ugly, but also very weird. But at this moment, the ugly and weird person is not in her eyes to the gods who descend from the sky.

She didn't know where the strength came from. She jumped up and waved her hand. She shouted excitedly: "Save me, save me!"

The man stunned, and he didn't know what sounded in his mouth, and it disappeared.

Mu Qing stayed, picked up the mud that the man had just left, threw it out hard, screaming: "Hey, don't go, you are coming back!"

There was no movement for a long while.

There was hope in the desperation, but the hope was shattered in an instant, and such a blow was even cruel.

Mu Qing soft fell to the bottom of the well, and my heart was already cursing the ugly and awkward man ten thousand times.

Just as she was completely desperate, the well dropped a rope.

Strictly speaking, it is not the nylon rope that Mu Qing used to climb climbing, or even hemp rope.

It was a rope twisted with bark, and the imprint on the bark seemed to be a new cut.

The man's head just came out again and opened his mouth and said something to her.

He should be talking to her. But Mu Qing couldn't understand it. Chinese is not, English is not, nothing is, a complete stranger of a string of symbols.

Mu Qing couldn't take care of this. He quickly picked up his backpack and put it on his shoulders. He grasped the rope tightly with both hands. There was still some worry about whether the man had enough strength to pull himself up, but almost blinked, she had already been raised at the wellhead and fell to the ground.

Mu Qing sat up, looked up and hurriedly thanked the man, but he had not yet exported, but he was shocked.

It's no exaggeration to describe it with stunnedness.

The man standing in front of her, now called a man, is huge, so she must look up, the whole body is red-naked, the brown muscles are tightly knotted, and the chest and lower abdomen are densely covered with thick black hair. A piece of animal skin is covered in the lower body.

These are all okay, and they are not going to make her stunned.

What really scared her was his hand. The palm of his hand was unusually thick. The nails on the tip of the five fingers were thick and sharp like iron hooks, and some residual bark remained on it.

The bark of the rope just now is the man who peeled off the tree with his nails.

Mu Qing eyes stared at him, and he couldn't take his eyes.

Where is this, why is there such a strange person?

The man bent down slightly and stretched out his hand like a fan. She slid her shoulders and quickly ran forward.

Mu Qing's abdomen was almost vomited by his hard shoulders, his eyes closed uncomfortably, and his ears were full of whistling winds. When he finally put her on the ground, the sky was completely dark.

Mu Qing looked around and saw that he had been brought to the forest by the man, sitting on the ground covered with fallen leaves and decaying branches. The moon is a full moon, and the light is illuminated through the shade of the trees, which is completely visible. There are unknown trees all over the place, one of which is a large tree that needs five or six adults to join together. At the fork of a branch, a tree looks like a tree. A simple wooden house built of leather and wood.

The man left the Mu Qing, and then he left.

Mu Qing hands up to the ground, slowly climbed up from the ground and looked around.

Although the man told her to come here, but so far, looking at it did not mean to hurt her.

Is this opportunity to escape?

Mu Qing was hesitant and saw that the man had come back from behind the big tree, holding a pile of firewood and a few things wrapped in big leaves. After putting it down, he dug a hole in the ground by hand, put the pieces wrapped in large leaves into the hole, covered it with a thin layer of soil, and then stacked the first firewood into a cross. They were all ready, and they reached out from the big tree hole behind them and pulled out a dry moss-like thing. They piled up in the middle hole of the firewood cross. They hit each other with two flints in their hands. The Mars splashed and hit. A dozen or so times, the pile of mossy things slammed into the ground.

The man leaned his head and carefully blew the fire, and soon the fire burned. After burning for about ten minutes, she saw him use the branches to move the fire to one side and opened the hole. When it was a little colder, it spread the baked goods in front of Mu Qing.

Mu Qing smelled a meaty burnt smell. But she has no appetite at all.

A few stalls in front of me, a pile of dark, a layer of charred hair left on it, a pile of looks like caterpillars.

Mu Qing only wants to drink water.

She looked up and saw the man staring at herself.

Mu Qing made a drink.

The man took a moment and soon stood up. When he came back, he had a few more round things on his hands.

It's like a coconut, but it's definitely not a coconut.

The man slammed it, and the thing cracked the slit and handed it to her.

Mu Qing hurriedly picked it up, sucking the juice flowing out of the gap, and it was slightly green, but it didn't matter.

She was too thirsty and took three or four breaths in one breath, which made her breathe.

The man pointed at the stalls in front of her and motioned for her to eat.

Mu Qing couldn't get hot but grabbed a small piece of barbecue-like stuff and put it in his mouth and slowly ate it, although she didn't want to eat it at all.

Fortunately, compared to the feeling of being thirsty, she can swallow anything now.

The man looked like he was satisfied, and he took the large piece of meat left in front of him and quickly ate it. He took the pile of roasted worms and sent it to her mouth.

Mu Qing hurriedly shook his head and pointed to her stomach, indicating that she was full.

The man glanced at her and didn't reluctantly. As soon as he looked up, he chewed the pile of things a few times. Get out of the fire.

Mu Qing was a little bit stunned and didn't know what he was going to do next.

But she soon knew.

The man took her to his back, climbed the trunk of the big tree, and quickly climbed into the wooden house.

Mu Qing was once again shackled on the ground covered with hay and leaves.

The inside of the wooden house was very dark. For a moment, Mu Qing saw the outline of the man.

He seemed to be curious about her, and stared at her for a long time.

Mu Qing held his breath and did not move.

He finally stopped looking at it, only tied her hands and feet with a rope, and lay down outside her.

The snoring sounded quickly.

Mu Qing finally sighed for a long time, only the back is already sweating.

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