The caravan has been walking along this winding and difficult mountain road. I could feel the surrounding terrain is constantly increasing. I dare not look at the bottomless mountain stream beside the mountain road. It is too high, which makes people feel a sense of suffocation. But I can look straight to the top of the Qi-Trail on the other side of the valley without any trouble. These gentle slopes close to the flat road can really wipe out anyone's patience. In the vast journey, there is always the road in front of me that cannot see the end, without forks or people. The surrounding mountains finally began to barely. A large amount of limestone was exposed, and even the wild grass that could be attached to the rock surface like moss became rare. The wild goats that could still be seen disappeared here.

We entered the mountains on the northern foot of the Pai Plateau for nine days. For me, who didn't know where the end point would be, this feeling was not good, because the more I was expecting and the more hope there was, the more painful it would be. For the people in the caravan, this is the life on the back of the Thunder Rhino, and for me, this is also my life.

Every day I would lie bored on the back of Thunder Rhino and study hard with a roll of parchment paper. This is also the best way I used to pass the time. I, who originally only knew oral speaking, had been tempering and learning for such a long time. I no longer needed Lao Kulu's explanation when I read these beastly essays. From the original understanding of the general idea of ​​guessing and concealing, to the free reading and reciting now, I can read and recite it at will. Sometimes when I encounter travel notes, I will also take out some wonderful jokes to share with Kuz in Orc. Although this child does not like reading, he is still very interested in stories like adventure diaries.

Each huge Thunder Rhino stuffed the mountain road just four or five meters wide. Now it is crowded on this mountain road. The most troublesome thing every morning is actually going to the toilet. The adults walked to the edge of the cliff, stood firm and untied their trousers and peed directly into the mountain stream. They could even whistle easily and comfortably do this, but I didn't dare. As long as I stood on the edge of the cliff, my legs would be as soft as noodles. I had to find a pottery jar with a crack to be discarded, and secretly hid behind the Thunder Rhino to solve my personal problems. In fact, for a child, it was not necessary, but I had to maintain my ridiculous dignity.

The distance between me and Sister Guoguo is 67 thunder rhinos, which is a natural barrier that we cannot overcome. At a distance of more than one kilometer here, we can sometimes only stand at the high point of the terrain to wave each other to each other. Uncle Fred said that all the members of the adventure group will be divided into several groups and take turns to explore the way forward. Sister Guoguo is no exception. She greeted me from afar before and after returning every time before leaving, indicating that she was safe, and wanted to see if I was safe. Such a strong relationship kept warming my heart throughout these days and nights. I felt that this was more like the kind of family affection of my family, and she was like my sister.

Uncle Fred said that this is a psychological dependence, and orphans will long for this kind of feelings, and such emotions are exactly what Old Kuru cannot give me. Rather than being my sister, it is better to say that I lack maternal love. This old Liumao laughed at me for not having milk since I was a child, so he hugged others' thighs so shamelessly and cried. I stood up angrily and stared at him hysterically, saying to him tomorrow, I will go to Singer and say not to you, a half-old man who is almost buried in your chest. Fred stood up in anger, raised his bear's paw and slapped me. Kuz jumped to me with a "scarlet" and clenched his fists and stared at Fred hard. His hideous face showed a fierce murderous aura, and the wolf teeth that were spread out were like a silent warning.

Every such verbal battle is a seasoning during a trip. I know that even if Kuz doesn't stop Uncle Fred, he will not hit me. But every man has his own dignity, just like his own reverse scale, and he will be angry when touched. Walking between the mountain roads on this quiet, deserted and desperate stone valley cliff, you can always see the mountain stream at the bottom of the valley from time to time. It will involuntarily make people feel countless fear, irritability, anxiety, tension, depression and other emotions in your heart. If you keep stuck in your heart, once it accumulates for a long time, it will cause the last line of defense to collapse. If you release it a little every day, you will feel better.

On the third day after the encounter with Fuming Rabbit Head, I finally knew the girl's name, or maybe I might as well tell the name I gave her: Xiao Chainiu, because I think she is very thin. But later I found that her white lotus-like arms are white, tender and round, and still very fleshy. Even if I tiptoed, the top of my head could only be level with her slightly raised breasts. Her slender figure was a little too tall at such an age, which made me mistakenly think that she was very thin. She has rarely spoken,

It was more like a quiet cat. When there were people, she would squat in the least conspicuous corner. This was the most surprising thing to me. It seemed that everyone was deliberately ignoring her. When she was the air, no one ever felt her existence. She was also a greedy cat. Only when Kuz hunted delicacies would she appear silently the next morning. The eyes that seemed too charming were staring at the food, and sometimes she would stick out her red tongue to lick the dripping oil.

Later I finally realized that she was indeed a greedy cat, and she did not run out to steal food because she was hungry. Because we didn’t have delicious food every morning. As we entered this canyon, it became increasingly difficult to hunt animals that could be eaten, and Xiao Chainiu came here less and less.

A few days ago, I complained to her that the caravan never gave us white bread and wheat cakes, and then said how delicious these wheat-baked pasta are. Every morning afterwards, I suddenly found that there were two more baked browned wheat cakes on the pillow, and sometimes there might be two bowl-sized white bread, one for me, and the other for Kuz. There is no secret between me and Kuz. He is my brother. I cut the white bread into thin slices and spread it with jujube sauce and pesto.

Roots and tomato slices made into delicious sandwiches, which tasted very delicious. This was the first time Kuz ate vegetable food so much. The people in the caravan would not wonder why we brothers were able to get all kinds of delicious foods, because in private, someone would still take out their own collections to exchange for some of the orc secret dishes they thought were better. The fist-sized tomato was exchanged for half a smoked fish. Although Kuz didn't understand what nutrition was, he was very concerned about what I said.

Xiao Chainiu never seems to appear when Old Kuru is there, and she always deliberately avoids Old Kuru. Even if I have tempting food, I can't stand it. However, when Old Kuru leaves for a moment, she will suddenly appear and take away the bacon tomato sandwich that belongs to her. I was thinking that it would be better if I had some cheese.

I always thought she was a maid or slave to a girl in the dance troupe, so I always tried my best to cover her up, afraid that she would be beaten after being discovered. Kuz thought that like Uncle Fred, I found a good friend in the dance troupe, and he was very despised. Squatted beside me, hooked my shoulder and complained to me, "You human emotions are so rich, Jia, you know how to raise women at such a young age?"

I leaned on the leather seat on the back of Thunder Rhino's hips and threw the last bite of sandwich into my mouth. I smiled and said nothing. Actually, what I wanted to say was that I just found someone of the same type as me, and I would feel close to her and want to help each other within my ability, so that I would not be lonely.

After all, I was still afraid of loneliness, just like knowing that we were going to separate from Kuz after we arrived at the Gurudin tribe. At that time, I had the idea that I was abandoned. Thinking about wandering like rootless duckweed, I wanted to hide in the corner with trembling. I would become extremely dependent on a female magician Guoguo who was willing to take me in. So I would also feel that she was in the same sympathy for Xiao Chainiu. She might be a little maid who was struggling to live in the dance troupe, and I was a wanderer without identity in this caravan. Fortunately, she seemed to be doing well, at least she could eat delicious white bread every day, and I was also very good. There were some people around me who were willing to take care of me, and my brother Kuz.

There is nothing here. The daily feed of Thunder Rhino is no longer added to grains. Now it is only maintained with black beans and hay. If this continues, Thunder Rhino will lose weight. In order to prevent Thunder Rhino from losing weight, Kuz and I, and Uncle Fred, will take advantage of the darkness to scrape the moss in the cracks of rocks on the mountain roadside before it is dark. We can get most of the buckets in one night. Unexpectedly, our actions immediately caused the followers of the caravan. Sometimes the two groups of people would even quarrel over the cracks in a high-yield area.

There is also a lack of drinking water. Not to mention washing your face every day, even the water you drink collects the ice and snow on the rock layer in the morning and puts it into an iron bucket to slowly melt. Such water can be used for livestock. People cannot drink it directly and are prone to illness. We put this water into a kettle and leave it quietly for a day and a night, then filter it with a cotton cloth and boil it before drinking. It tastes bitter and astringent. There is no way! The water from the back of the West Lake grassland has long been drunk, and this water is not yet available!

There is also a shortage of fuel. The temperature difference between day and night here is too large. During the day, you will sweat when walking with Thunder Rhinoceros. At night, you will not be too warm when sleeping with a fur coat. Therefore, the dry cow dung and dead wood in sacks are consumed a lot every day, and there is no place to replenish it. The character "chuan" is deeply engraved on the forehead of the housekeeper Leipus.
Chapter completed!