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847. Chapter 847: 847 Desert Island Survival 41

She was noncommittal and just said calmly, "Before going to sea, I looked at the map." She pointed to the west, "We will sail west and we can reach Batian Island in about a day. Without a compass, we can't find the direction in the sea during the day.

, you will definitely get lost. Just at night, if there are stars at night, you can tell the direction according to the direction of the constellations."

Jun Youqi looked at her with admiration in his eyes, "Although I, the prince, also know how to identify directions by constellations, I have never seen a woman who knows this way. Yun'er, you know so much."

"It's cold at the seaside. You can go back to the island to warm yourself by the fire." Jun Mo Shang took her in his arms and headed towards the deserted island.

Jun Youqi looked at their childhood sweetheart and was so angry that he was shaking all over. He felt that he was getting more and more irritable. He didn't know if it was because he knew that he really loved her.

That night, the moon was bright and clear, and the stars were twinkling in the sky.

A calm night with a sky full of stars.

The three people put the raft that had been built earlier on the island into the beach.

To be precise, Feng Jingyun stood aside and watched the two men lift the raft into the shallow water of the beach, and watched them put the food and water they had prepared in advance onto the raft.

The water is rainwater collected by big leaves last night. Two big leaves are stacked together and bent upward in an arc, just like making a ball. Most of the water is filled inside, and the opening is tied up with soft rattan.

Wrap another layer of leaves outside.

At one end of the raft, two parallel lines are tied with wooden boards to serve as troughs. The parallel lines are 20 centimeters apart. More than 20 large leaf water balloons are placed in the troughs, and the water balloons are fixed.

Jun Youqi also moved the five large coconuts he had picked but not drank onto the raft.

Seeing that the two men were almost ready, Feng Jing returned to the island, looked at the rain shelter built by Jun Mo Shang again, and then looked around at the scenery of the surrounding woods.

The woods are barren and the weeds are half as tall as a man.

There's actually nothing to see.

"Jingyun..." Jun Mo Shang followed, "What are you looking at?"

"Although survival on this desert island is difficult, it still has very good memories after all." She smiled, "At least, I felt quite happy with your company during the difficult days."

He was moved, and his cold voice was full of tenderness, "If you like it, we'll stay."

She shook her head, "No, the place is broken, I can't take a shower, the food is hard to find and boring. I don't have any clothes to change, and there are no bedding or drinking water. I can't stay here." It's not that she is being pretentious, but this.

The island is indeed not suitable for human survival and habitation.

"It doesn't matter what happens to me. I don't want you to suffer here." He stroked her hair gently, "If you like it, we will return to Beijing in the future, build a big ship, load it with supplies, and stay here for a while.

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"No way. It's hard to find a deserted island here, and it's easy to get into danger on the sea. Some things are enough as good memories. I won't come back again." She squatted down and put the stones in the stone pot in the shed.

He put the spoon into his sleeve pocket, touched the washed stone pot, and prepared to pick it up.

He quickly picked up the stone pot, a little confused.

"You carved and polished the stone pot for me with your own hands." She smiled lightly, "So, I want to take it away as a souvenir."

Her thoughts softened his cold heart, "You are so stupid." In fact, he also quietly took the stone knife she polished with him.

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