There are always some people who are different from childhood.

Lin Jian'an is such a person. He has now run deep into the mountains more than 80 miles south of Qingling Village. For a boy of thirteen or fourteen, he is already very courageous. But he is not alone. Zhu Jianheng is following him.

This was the fourth day that Lin Jianan came out of Qingling Village. At dawn in the morning, Lin Jianan was very hungry, but he didn't have much dry food left. The wild boar family under the tree was his hope.

The trap that Zhu Jianheng and I dug for a long time yesterday was 7 or 8 feet to the left of the wild boar, but they just couldn't get past it and were about to go to the other side as soon as they saw it.

You can't beat him if you fight him, but if you don't do it, nothing will happen.

Lin Jian'an decided to take a risk. After looking at the location, he threw the stone he had prepared in his hand in the direction opposite to the wild boar and the trap. The stone made a loud bang. The plan was successful. The family of four was frightened and really went to the wild boar.

They ran in the direction of the trap. But God seemed to be against Lin Jianan. The wild boar ran in the right direction, but only the smallest one fell in, which was only enough to fit between the teeth, but the main ration ran away against the side of the trap.

Lin Jian'an was very disappointed. He really couldn't go any further south now. He was a little angry. Did he still feel like licking the calf? Even if his cub fell into a pit, he wouldn't even look at it.

If it weren't for the former husband, Zhu Jianheng's father Zhu Rihe, who said that all the way from Qingling Village to the south, over the mountains, there would be larger plains and towns where Hu Feng could be avoided. If it weren't for finding a place where his family could stay

The quiet life allowed my little brother to grow up safely. Why did he run into the mountains? But there were no people in the village except the old, weak, sick and disabled. In the past, most of the hunters and strong men in the village were killed while protecting their families against the barbarians.

There was no one else but him who could escape.

Along the way, we saw not only mountains but also tigers and black bears, but not a single human being.

Zhu Jianheng was lying on his back under a tree in a ditch at the foot of the mountain, with visible tears on his delicate face. He said weakly to Lin Jian'an, who was leaning against another tree:

"Brother Jian'an, let's go back. All the green fruits we ate last night have been vomited this morning. We have no strength and almost no food. If we don't leave, the gray rabbits you caught for my little brother will all die. It would have been better if I had known earlier.

Eat it, I feel bad!"

After several days of trekking, Lin Jian'an's thick eyebrows and big eyes, which his father had repeatedly pushed out to show off to the villagers, also showed deep fatigue. He took a breath and looked back in the direction of his hometown.

The rising sun shone through the gaps in the dense forest and reflected in Lin Jianan's eyes. There was hesitation and doting in his eyes, and then he gradually became calm and firm.

He reached out and brushed his messy hair, slowly took out 5 or 6 dry biscuits from his arms, wrapped them in a piece of linen cloth, and handed them to Zhu Jianheng.

"Ah Heng, yesterday on the hillside I saw smoke coming from the direction where the sun was setting. I wanted to go over and have a look. You are right here. Don't eat too much. If you can't stand it anymore, if Brother Xiangwu doesn't come back tomorrow, you...

Just go home! Do you remember the way?"

"Brother Jian'an, I'm afraid I don't remember the road clearly."

"Just walk back along this ditch. After walking for two days, you will see the cave where we keep the rabbits. Then walk to the ditch on the left for three days and you can go home. Remember to bring the rabbit back to my little brother."

"Brother Jian'an, will you come back?"

"Yeah! Put the things down. Don't eat now, otherwise you won't be able to go back. Remember the way."

Lin Jian'an turned around and walked forward, walked about a dozen steps, then turned back, took out a close-fitting knife from his arms, handed it to Zhu Jianheng, and looked into his eyes.

"Ah Heng, if...I mean if, I don't come back, will you help me take care of my little brother?"

"Brother Jian'an, you have to come back, I'm afraid."

"Remember the rabbit!"

Lin Jian'an held the rusty hatchet in his hand, turned around and faced the rising sun, and never looked back.

I don’t know how many more mountains I climbed and how many ditches I crossed. There seemed to be no road ahead in the direction where the fireworks were suspected.

This is a steep mountain with no way up the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, valleys extend to both sides. The valleys are covered with dense vines, and green snakes occasionally walk through them.

Lin Jian'an held the hatchet tightly, and slowly moved forward to the gentle slope on the right, splitting the vines blocking the road. The ditch became wider and wider, and there were no shortage of vines, but larger trees gradually appeared.

Lin Jian'an was very careful. There was no one around and he couldn't be bitten by a poisonous snake, so the speed was not very fast. It was getting dark, and Lin Jian'an was a little anxious and hungry. He would be in trouble if he couldn't find the way before dark. He didn't know if he could survive.

Suddenly there seemed to be some movement in front of him on the left. Lin Jian'an was anxious to speed up. He didn't notice that there was a large pit several feet square on the right side covered by vines. He stepped on the air with his right foot and fell down. Fortunately, he had practiced martial arts since he was a child and had good physical coordination.

Okay, he reacted very quickly. He put his right hand on the vines on the side of the pit in time, and he fell headfirst. His left foot hung on the vines on the wall of the pit, and his right foot stepped on something in the pit. Lin Jianan screamed, and his voice

The sound echoed far and wide in the quiet valley.

When Lin Jian was less than ten years old, he followed the adults to hunt and collect herbs in the mountains. He was very familiar with the hunting traps in the mountains. He knew that the pit was a trap. The thing he stepped on was a cast iron hunting trap, and the spikes of the iron hunting trap had penetrated into the flesh.

The bleeding didn't stop, but luckily his hamstring was fine. Although it was extremely painful and he couldn't stop crying, Lin Jianan was a little happy. Since there was a trap, there were people nearby, and the way forward was still confusing, but he didn't have to die.

Lin Jian'an slowly put down his left foot with difficulty, peeled off the vines, endured the pain, and slowly opened the animal trap bit by bit, tore off the linen clothes on the relatively clean parts of his body, and tied them to his legs. It's not like he had never been injured before.

Don't hesitate to be complicated.

There was movement in the distance, trees swayed, grass and vines separated, and there were also waves of dogs barking. It seemed that my screams were carried far away.

It was really good and powerful. Lin Jianan picked up the hatchet.

"Who are you? Where do you come from? Are you Bangzi from the south?"

Lin Jian'an knew that Bangzi meant bandit. The voice was nice and crisp. She was a girl. She was not old, so she should not be a bandit.

"I'm asking you something! Say it quickly, or I'll shoot you to death!"

Lin Jianan turned around and saw a dog's tongue almost licking his face.

When the dog saw the person turning around, the dog hurriedly backed up to its owner two feet away, grinning and growling. The owner was not tall, Lin Jianan was probably as tall as his own shoulders. He had two braids, a cloth strip wrapped around his head, and a hand holding

He held an earthen bow pointed at himself and wore light-colored linen clothes. It was getting late and his face could not be seen clearly under the shade of the trees.

Lin Bao was very envious. He had always wanted a hunting bow. He had a dream, which was to become a mounted archer and shoot barbarians, mountain bandits and wild beasts. Unfortunately, the hunters in the village died early when they were careless.

Several hunting bows had also been destroyed long ago.

"Little sister, my name is Lin Jian'an. I come from Qingling Village in the north. I am not a bandit, but..."

"What are you yelling about? Why are you talking so much? Put down your knife and throw it away, or I will shoot you! What idiot, you stepped on my trap and there is no prey left. You are my prey. Oh, say Maybe there’s nothing left to eat for dinner. Get up slowly and don’t move around.”

It seems that he didn't hear his name clearly, so he remembered the word "an". Lin Jian'an gently put down the hatchet and felt dizzy. Maybe it was because he had lost a lot of blood, maybe he was hungry, or maybe he finally saw a living person. , my heart relaxed and was no longer so tight.

"I was injured and bleeding a lot. I'm very hungry and thirsty. Can you help me?"

After all, Lin Jian'an was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his voice didn't change much. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could tell by his voice that he was very young. Girls in the mountains are very simple. After hesitating for a while, he threw a straw rope over.

Lin Jian'an slowly crawled out and lay on the ground for a while before sitting up. The cloth strips on his legs were very conspicuous and covered with blood.

My vigilance is still a bit low. It's different from us outside the mountains, but I'm a good person. Lin Bao finally saw her clearly and smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!