"Hehe, dead...... Haha......"

I laughed, the corners of my eyes were wet, they were tears, not cowardly tears, despair, loss, and unwillingness!

It seems that no one can be relied on on this desert island!

"Wait for death......"

I don't have the heart to shout anymore, even if I shout dry my saliva and cut my throat, no one will come, I guess the little girl is now looking for something to eat, and she is gobbling it up.

I reached out and took out the snake corpse from my pocket, and then used a knife to cut the snake's skin, and finally I actually used a lighter, little by little, to roast it.

Bake a bite, Lao Tzu eats a bite, roast a bite, Lao Tzu eats another bite.

Finally the lighter ran out of gasoline, and I used the last light to light a cigarette and put it in my mouth.

I thought to myself, it's ironic, I already have the heart of death, but I still desperately want to live.

Why is that? Is it the instinct to survive, or is it because of the reluctance to Jing Ran and others?

After smoking a cigarette, I got on my stomach on the ground, grabbed a handful of mud from the mound with my hands, stuffed it into my mouth, sucked the water in it desperately, and then spit it out.

I felt the taste of the sand in the dirt rubbing against my tongue, and it was very uncomfortable, but I had to repeat it, I had to live, I had to squeeze out what little moisture I had in the dirt.

I sucked on a dozen mouthfuls of mud until my mouth began to go numb, and finally, I began to search for the grass around the cave wall.

I found one, and I pulled it out, regardless of three, seven, twenty-seven, and stuffed it directly into my mouth.

Finally I had eaten all the grass I could find, and I fumbled around my body to find nothing but a saber, a bottle of antibiotics, a bottle of cold medicine, a flashlight, an empty lighter, and half a box of cigarettes......

There was also the "dog tail grass" that the spear girl Liu Linglong stuffed in my pants pocket that day, when she told me what was the name of this grass? I forgot, she told me not to be a dog's tail grass because it's very similar to a dog's tail grass.

"Hey......"

When I think of the spear girl, I still feel a little lost, if I hadn't been nosy, I'm afraid she wouldn't have had these misunderstandings with me.

Now this misunderstanding can only become a regret before I die, because I have no chance to explain it again.

I think back to some of my past events, although I am young, at this time a kind of human dusk feeling, this feeling, really indescribable, very complicated, all kinds of thoughts are mixed.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a movement from the entrance of the cave!

"Who? Who...... Who's there? ”

I looked up, and under the moonlight, a long shadow hung down from the mouth of the cave, and I was shocked, "Is it a snake again?" ”

However, this time I could clearly see that it was not a snake, it was a tree vine!

The vine was placed at the entrance of the cave and shook a few times before it regained its calm.

"Little sister, are you outside?"

I wondered, could it be that the little girl felt that her conscience was not going, so she went and returned?

However, I screamed a few times in a row, but there was no movement outside, no one?

How is that possible! Could it be that a vine will fall from the sky?

But why didn't anyone answer?

Is this another trap? Just wait for me to go out, and there will be a knife waiting for me, slashing at me?

I began to hesitate, obviously I really wanted a vine to hang down, but when it actually appeared, I didn't dare to go up.

"Damn, I'm afraid of an egg, I'm ready to die, I'm still a **?"

A surge of courage swelled up in my heart, and I stood up, stepped on top of the mound, and when I stretched out my hand, I caught the vine.

"Sister Ran......"

I grabbed the vines, climbed a little with difficulty, and began to call Sister Ran to cheer myself up.

"Jiaojiao ......"

I called a second call.

"Pearl ......"

The third tone.

"Ma Yang ......"

The vine is very slender, but it is enough to support the weight of my body, and I gripped the vine tightly with both hands, and it felt very difficult, because the vine is slender and the pressure on the palm of my hand is also great, so it hurts very much to cut my hand.

But I can't care about this pain anymore, and the strong survival ** let me climb up slowly and hard little by little with the help of this tree vine.

Under the strong survival **, people often produce much greater strength than usual.

My survival** made me forget the pain of rubbing between my palms and vines.

There were times when I was halfway up the climb and I felt that I had no strength and wanted to let go, but I knew that once I let go I would have to do it all over again, and I didn't have any more energy to waste.

Eventually, I finally crawled out of the pit.

He exhaled a long breath, his chest continued to rise and fall, and his whole person was spinning in a circle, as if the world had abandoned him.

The scene where I thought someone was cutting me didn't happen, and to my surprise, there was no one around the pit!

Hey? No one?

I sat up in amazement, and once again scanned my eyes around, and found that there was indeed not half a human figure around meadow and a few shadows of trees!

I looked at the place where the vine was tied, and it was tied to a large stone that had been half-buried in the earth, and it was tied in a dead knot.

This vine definitely didn't fall from the sky, but was tied by man!

But who is it?

Why did the person disappear after tying this vine?

What's going on?

There was silence all around, and occasionally the sound of crickets chirping, and I wondered even more, who is it?

Isn't that the little girl? Or someone else?

If it's a little girl, then why did she tie a vine and leave? Don't want to see me?

In short, all this is really unbelievable.

I was about to stand up when out of the corner of my eye I saw that the big rock was speckled with blood.

So I got up and walked over, reached out and touched it, and sure enough, it was wet!

It's blood!

I looked around again, because it was night, so I could only reach out and pound it, and it turned out that the grass around here was actually full of blood!

"I rely on ......"

I couldn't help but get nervous, what the hell is going on?

Could it be that the person who saved me had an accident just after tying this vine?

In this jungle, there are nothing more than three accidents, one is the attack of cannibals, the second is the attack of wild beasts, and the third is the attack of other hunters.

However, either one is unscientific, because I didn't hear a sound from the hole during the climb.

If it's a cannibal, it's impossible to kill someone and leave, don't you know that Lao Tzu is coming up?

It's impossible to be a beast, not even a roar.

Hunter ...... It's the same as cannibals.

Can anyone tell me what the fuck is going on?