The night gradually dissipated in the aroma of barbecue, and in the early morning, the mist rose, and Yan Bei, who had not slept all night, opened his eyes and was dazzled by the fairyland in front of him.

Before, people were hungry and didn't have the heart to enjoy the beauty around them.

Today's body is better, my stomach is full, and I look at some of the scenery again, as if I have never seen it, it is very fresh.

The wolves had rested, and Simba went into the cave, but every once in a while he would run out to see the fire beside her, and fill it with firewood, lest the hard-won fire be extinguished.

However, unlike him, the wolves were afraid and hated of the fire, and did not like it at all, and there were always one or two who wanted to run over and put out the fire while Simba was asleep.

Of course, it didn't work out, as soon as he noticed a wolf near the fire and wanted to do something wrong, Simba would rush out.

After three or five times like this, no wolves dared to fight this fire.

Because after passing through the boss's hard fists, they clearly understood that this fire could not be moved.

Moreover, the humans by the fire couldn't move, because the boss already recognized her as a grandmother.

As the days passed, Yan Bei's arrival brought too much surprise to the wolves, and now they would not drive her away.

But the hostility in his eyes never lessened.

Ever since they saw Yan Bei guide Simba to get the fire out, these wolves were very jealous of her, and they would never come near her on weekdays, for fear that she would throw the fire on themselves.

But those little wolf cubs always like to gather around her when the she-wolf is not paying attention, teasing her curiously, or grinning at her.

In this way, Yan Bei spent a whole week of paralyzed life with the wolves.

Fortunately, the place where she lies is just outside the cave, and she is usually the only one, otherwise her personal physiological situation will not be easy to solve.

Simba has a dagger these days, leading the wolves to fight more and more prey, and from time to time he will specially prepare a tender pheasant for Yan Bei, and under Yan Bei's guidance, stew the chicken soup in a pot made of stones for her to drink.

As for the salt, Simba hasn't helped her find it so far, so she can only follow Simba to take a few mouthfuls of deer blood every other day to replenish the energy in her body.

The space couldn't be opened yet, but Yan Bei wasn't worried now, because she had a hunch that as long as her body recovered, the space should be able to open.

Now she was worried about whether the increasingly gloomy weather would cause her trouble.

"Click!" Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through the sky, waking up all the gray wolves who were resting.

Immediately after that, a loud "boom" sound rolled overhead, and Yan Bei's eyes were full of shock as he looked at the wolves running frantically towards the cave.

This thunder is a little too loud!

It was noon, and the sky, which had been a little overcast, immediately became gloomy, and the dark clouds pressed down, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sky was covered.

There was moisture wafting in the air from a distance, and Yan Bei immediately stood up from the ground with a carp straightened up, holding a stone in one hand and a firewood in the other, and stood on one foot, observing the surrounding situation.

The gray wolves who were originally staying in their respective territories all ran to the cave, and the small animals on the surrounding mountains also ran to the high ground in panic.

"Grandma!"

Yan Bei was still observing how the primeval rain had frightened the animals, and Simba's voice came from the mouth of the cave.

Yan Bei turned his head to look at the sound when he heard the sound, and saw Simba running towards him with a panicked expression, and as soon as he arrived in front of him, he took the guard out of the guard, directly stopped her waist and picked her up on her shoulder, and then rushed into the cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, Yan Bei didn't have time to ask Simba why he was so flustered, and an unpleasant smell wafted into the tip of his nose first.

Hurriedly raised his hand to cover her mouth and nose, and when she recovered, the person had already been placed on a large rock by Simba to sit on.

The sky turned dark in an instant, and then the sound of raindrops spread from far and near, quickly in the direction of the cave.

Yan Bei opened his eyes, his pupils shrank sharply, and his jaw was about to fall off.

The raindrops fell from the sky like soybeans, dense and urgent, like knives, drifting into the cave with the wind, splashing on her calves, and actually bringing a trace of pain.

In the blink of an eye, Simba's precious fire was extinguished, and Simba sighed in distress, but there was nothing he could do about it.

But these are nothing, this is not enough to surprise Yan Bei, what really surprised her was that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but in a few seconds, the raindrops changed from the size of soybeans to the size of peanuts, and they fell low on the ground, smashing a pit.

The mouth of the cave was on higher ground, but the rain did not stop, and soon the field where she had been lying was flooded.

The sound of falling rocks was close to his ears, and Yan Bei looked at the dozens of gray wolves huddled in the cave, and began to feel deeply worried about his safety.

This cave shouldn't collapse, right?

She had never seen such heavy rain in her life, and the sense of crisis it brought to her was unprecedented.

Gradually water spilled in through the hole, and Yan Bei could clearly see the horror in the eyes of the gray wolves.

Obviously, this is not the first time this has happened, and each time it happens it has caused a great psychological shadow on them.

Simba began to direct the wolves to climb into the small hole above the cave, as they had done in the past to avoid drowning in the rain that poured in.

Yan Bei had fallen from the cliff above the cave, and she knew exactly how low the cave was.

Seeing that the entrance to the cave had been flooded by rain, and the wolves had no intention of running to a higher place, she was a little square.

"Simba." She reached out to take Simba's hand and asked incredulously, "How long is it going to rain like this?" ”

If it's just for another hour or two, it shouldn't be a big problem, but if it's a day or two, it's going to be cold.

Simba sensed her concern and told the wolves to climb up to the small hole above the stone wall on their backs, ready to tell her that he would not leave her alone.

Yan Bei: That's not what she meant!

"Simba, stop for a moment! Stop! Yan Bei's serious whisper finally made Simba realize that her concern was not the one he thought.

He stopped his movements and hugged her off his back in confusion, "Grandma? ”

Yan Bei pointed to the rain outside the cave and asked again while gesturing, "How long will it take for this heavy rain?" ”

Simba looked at the rain and snapped a few fingers seriously.

"Three days?" Yan Bei exclaimed in disbelief, "It's been raining so hard for three days? ”