He was wearing velvety outdoor lining and underwear. He hung the rinsed coat to dry on a stone and pressed it with stones. The front of the plastic paper hanging on the stone next to it had been blown dry by the wind. He picked up the pressed

The stone covered with paper turned over the plastic paper and moved to a dry place to continue drying.

Look at the sunset setting in the west, it’s time to camp again.

He rinsed his right shoe in the water for a while, and the blood stain slowly melted. He brushed it with a toothbrush a few times, and the mark faded, but did not disappear completely.

It would be troublesome if the inside of the shoes were damp. There was no one to change them in the wilderness. So, he gave up his efforts to clean the shoes thoroughly.

That night, he found a sheltered place by the river bank, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, wrapped in aluminum foil and plastic wrap, and slept very vigilantly.

The next morning, logically speaking, the coat should be dry.

But it started raining in the early morning.

The rain was not heavy, enough to make all the efforts of drying it out all night was in vain.

Lan Ze looked at the wet coat and trousers stuck to the stone, then looked up at the sky. He had no choice but to go on the road in the rain. He covered his hair with the plastic film and continued to wrap it tightly around his body. His coat and trousers were tied to sticks.

Go up, wash up and have breakfast as usual, then hit the road carrying the stick.

The rain has been falling intermittently for nearly a week. The reason why it is intermittent is not because the precipitation has stopped. It is because sometimes it falls in the form of snow seeds, sometimes in the form of sleet, and sometimes in the form of very small snow that falls to the ground.

It melted immediately.

Lan Ze's coat never dries out and is always kept on a stick. Lan Ze wears the inner layer of outdoor clothing. It is not cold when walking and sleeping. But the characteristics of Lan Ze's inner layer of clothes are that they are not wear-resistant.

.More intolerant to dirt.

On the evening of the day he left Xiaohe, he found his way to the side of the main road. The wilderness here was so desolate that he had no choice but to find a big tree, which could block the light rain and sleep on the spot against the big tree. The next day

At noon, he walked to the small rest stop.

This time was very embarrassing. If he stopped and let the clothes blow in the wind under the rest stop shed, most of his head would be dry. But he didn't stop. So he continued to sleep outdoors at night. The next day at noon

We arrived at the rest stop a little earlier than the previous day.

This time point continued to be awkward. He continued to choose to hit the road. On the third day, he arrived at the rest stop in the morning. He hesitated for a while and finally hit the road. That night, he walked in the dark for a while before finding a place to sleep.

.On the fourth day, we walked to the rest stop, again in the morning.

On this day, he walked for a while in the dark again. After seeing the light from a distance, he finally arrived under the roof of the rest stop at night.

That night, he slept on a bench at the rest stop. His ostentatious shirt and pants tied to wooden sticks finally dried up after not receiving any more rain from nature that night.

In the morning, Lanze finally put on his outdoor jacket and pants.

In the past few days, he only wore the inner lining of his outdoor clothes, sleeping and rolling in the open air in the mud. His body had long been covered with dirt and dirt, and he was extremely dirty. When walking during the day, he would pick up a stick behind him, with his stick hanging on it.

The top and trousers are really very similar to those worn by people fleeing from the desert.

But it was a popular place on the edge of the main road. He walked along the main road with people and cars, and felt much more at ease than the small road.

The day I put my coat back on was already the sixth day of precipitation.

Lanze is not sure how long the rain and snow will last. Weather forecasting is a metaphysics. The local climate change caused by a wolf sneezing in the mountains is unpredictable. This is also a manifestation of the so-called butterfly effect. Therefore, weather forecasting is often used in the short term.

It is accurate, but the long-term forecast is not accurate. It is difficult to judge the future trend.

That morning, after he set out despite the falling light snow, in the afternoon, the weather turned cloudy. The sky was dark, as if a heavy snow was brewing.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, while he was lying on a bench at a small rest stop, he was awakened by the rays of morning sunlight that slanted under the roof.

When I opened my eyes, it was a bright sunny day.

Just on the road.

When passing the large service area on the roadside, Lan Ze turned in to buy something.

The vending machines and unmanned convenience stores at small rest stops have too few varieties of items, and the ready-to-eat rations always have the same flavor, which is quite annoying.

Moreover, his large piece of aluminum foil plastic paper was finally scratched due to too many frictions with the ground. If we don't put a strong piece of tape on it, water will get in if it rains again.

Although it was possible for him to die quickly if he caught a cold and then turned into pneumonia when he got wet, sleeping wet in the rain would not be comfortable for him.

After finding the convenience supermarket, he bought rations and wide tape. On the rest chair in front of the supermarket, he unfolded the aluminum foil plastic paper, carefully pasted the holes on both sides, and then taped the areas that looked like they were about to break.

Glued it on again.

There was almost a full roll of tape left. It was useless for him to carry it, so he sent the tape back to the store. The lady who was looking at the store quickly declared that there would be no returns after use. So Lanze suggested: Pay anyway

The things you paid for can be used free of charge by the people behind you.

Compared with the wilderness, the service area is large and lively.

However, places such as restaurants and guest rooms that represent the comfort and enjoyment of human civilization cannot attract Lan Ze at all.

He walked straight through the service area and walked out through another exit.

There is a car repair shop right next to the exit.

The mechanic inside was working in front of a pile of junk that looked like a passenger car.

Lan Ze glanced inside and couldn't move his eyes away.

The mechanic is a girl with a super good-looking figure, and her waist is particularly slender from a distance. Although she is wearing work clothes, the work clothes can't hide her vitality at all. Her seemingly slender body drags heavy tools, and when she bends down, her body

The rhythm of the posture is very beautiful.

Lan Ze was stunned for a moment and walked into the garage. He greeted the girl, "Hey, hello! Do you need a quilt warmer?"

The mechanic girl raised her head and glanced at him. She had willow eyebrows, a cherry mouth, and a delicate face.

"How about taking me back to warm your bed?" Lan Ze asked her shamelessly.

The girl opened her mouth lightly and uttered one word: "Get out!"

Another mechanic rolled out from behind the car. She was an aunt.

"I'll take you home." The aunt was covered in engine oil and her face was dirty and dark.

She lay on the ground and continued unceremoniously: "How about you clean up and warm my bed?"

Lan Ze was startled and blurted out: "Get out!"

"Then you are harassing this little girl?" The aunt was lying on the ground and scolding him. It looked weird no matter how hard she looked.

"Ahem. Sorry. Sorry. Okay?"

"If you talk nonsense with that girl again, I'll call the police and arrest you." The aunt said and rolled back to the back of the car.

"Thank you for reminding me!" Lan Ze glanced at the broken car that concealed its infinite strength, then glanced at the girl who was glaring at him, and ran away.

The little boy said to his aunt: Defeat.

Walking on the side of the road again, Lanze began to reflect deeply on himself:

How long has it been since you started thinking like this? You are indeed a scumbag, and you deserve to die. Right?
Chapter completed!