"San Shao, how can I find it? Are these all stones? "
"Nonsense, you can always find it around the mountain..."
"Fengchenglin":.... "
Go around the mountain - find a circle.
I don't think we can get around the mountain road for three days.
"San Shao, are you sure..."
"Do you want a son..."
“…… All right... "
"On your left, on my right, let's look for the limelight, whether we can find it or not, we will come back here at night to gather Remember, don't make any noise, for fear of being noticed
"Oh..."
Feng Chenglin reluctantly raised the spirit and followed the direction of the left side to find the past.
But until tired dry mouth, tongue big roll, also did not find any green trace.
It's like a dead land. There's no breath of life.
Seeing it getting late, he could only turn back.
Before approaching, we can see the fire jumping in the distance.
"Why did you light a campfire? It's not to say that you should not make a sound to attract people's attention? "
He didn't realize it was right until he got closer.
By the campfire, there were six or seven people sitting, chatting and laughing, roasting a sheep. The smell came, and he was slandering.
He has been running around from morning to now. He is hungry before rice and water enters. He is even more hungry when he sees mutton wine in front of him.
He was struggling with whether to pretend to be lost to get a meal, or to play a bandit and rob them, when a figure staggered out from the other side.
The man was dressed in coarse clothes, and he walked trembling as if he could fall at any time.
"Brothers, please give me something to eat..."
By the light of the fire, Feng Chenglin could see clearly that it was a black faced man, not tall, with a ragged beard and a hoarse and dry voice.
As soon as someone came, those people jumped up in an instant and surrounded him with vigilance.