"Tell me, how can your parents and your brother be afraid of bears? You are mandrills..."
I gasped and muttered silently, and lowered my head. The little mandrill was still hugging me tightly. When he saw me talking, he looked up at me pitifully.
Sighing, I touched its head: "But that's right. Only when all things are interdependent can they survive. There is a food chain everywhere."
My hands began to shake, which was a natural reaction of muscles exerting too much force. I threw the dagger aside, and then I realized that my hands were all broken. It was cold and the blood couldn't flow out, so it solidified on the back of my hands, and there were lines.
There are bloody strips all over it. Fortunately, I don’t know the pain yet.
I lowered my eyes, not to mention the leather jacket, even the down jacket I was wearing had been ripped out and all the duck down had come out. It was a mess, as if the black bear had pulled out all my internal organs. The little mandrill was still there.
It was trembling, and the pink blood that flowed out from its body was all stained on the down that I had taken out by the black bear. My heart suddenly moved, and I collected the down that was stained with pink blood, and then I picked up the little mandrill and let it go.
Sitting opposite me, he stretched his hands inside, pulled out the shirt he was wearing, and then cut it open with a dagger. One was used to take the bloody fluff package back, and the other was used to tear it into strips and give them to
It covers the wound on the back.
Maybe it's because it has experienced a catastrophe, and such spiritual creatures are extremely smart. This little guy must have felt that I have been protecting it, and I didn't want to hurt it, so I bandaged it.
It cooperated with me honestly until I tied the cloth strip and let out a long breath: "Okay, you can go find your parents. Thank you."
It stood still and looked at me with a hint of pitiful cuteness in its big eyes. I was really surprised by this little thing.
I smiled with my lips raised, rummaged around in my pocket, found a chocolate, and handed it to it: "Here, let's go after eating. I should go back, otherwise when your parents find you later, I might
I still have to be blamed.”
It didn't reach out to take it, but looked at the chocolate with curiosity in its eyes. I smiled, helped it tear open the package, and then put the chocolate into its little hand: "Eat it, it's sweet."
"Gah."
It barked softly and looked at me with hesitation. Unexpectedly, this little guy was quite vigilant.
I had no choice but to take a bite and licked my lips: "It's very delicious!"
Then it followed my example and took a bite, then its eyes lit up and stuffed the rest of the meat into its mouth. It looked at me and screamed excitedly, then stretched out its little hand to pat my pocket,
I knew it wanted to eat more, but I only brought this one. I looked at it with a wry smile. I opened my empty pocket, looked at it and shrugged: "No more, just this one. You
Go back to your parents, I'm leaving."
"Gah."
It barked again, grabbed my hand anxiously, and started licking the wound on my hand. A warm feeling like a stove suddenly came to me, and I reached out and touched it:
"Thank you. The small wound is fine. I have to go."
"quack!"
It looked at me anxiously, then pulled off the cloth strip I wrapped it with, and turned its back to the wound. I was slightly puzzled: "What are you doing!"
"Gah!"
It screamed, turned its back to me and pulled my hand, wanting me to touch its wound. I ignorantly put my hand on its white hair covered with pink blood, and a hot breath immediately spread.
Come over, blood suddenly flowed out from my wound that was frozen by the wind and snow. I was shocked. I wanted to take my hand back, but its little hand held on tightly. It looked back at me with anxious eyes. I looked at my hand.
The blood flowing out of my body touched its wound, and at the same time, its wound also oozed pink liquid. The liquid poured into my wound, and my whole body became warm, and my mind suddenly became clear. It was...
Give me more spiritual energy!!
When there was no trace of coldness in my whole body, it let go of its little hand, and then slowly turned around to face me. It pulled the cloth strip with its little hand to indicate that I was wrapping it. I looked at it with gratitude.
:"Thanks."
I still don’t know what this spiritual energy can do for me. If I were an ordinary person like Uncle Wen, I would definitely not be able to bear it and cause problems for myself. But I don’t feel anything else. I just feel very warm. Maybe I am yin and yang.
It's a human relationship, I'm a little confused now, but it's also possible that this little guy saw that my clothes were so miserable after being clawed by a bear, and I was about to travel a long distance, so he wanted to help me resist the wind and cold.
It's just that some of my blood has entered its body. Does this mean that it will feel me in the future?
I helped it tie the cloth again and opened my mouth: "When I come to Changbai Mountain again in the future, you will know that I am here, right?"
It blinked at me with its pink eyes, and actually nodded. I smiled: "Then I will definitely come again. By then, you will have grown up."
"Gah."
It barked softly, stretched out its little hand and actually touched my face. I took its little hand and kissed it gently. Except for the little white fur all over it looked a bit like a monkey, the other little hands and feet were exactly the same as those of humans.
, especially this little hand, when I hold it, it’s almost like a gift from God. When I stood up, my pants were opened several times. I put away the small dagger. I really felt that carrying it with me was a very wise choice.
, although my body is not cold, I can still feel the heat it gives me, but the soreness on my body cannot be concealed.
The sky was getting dark, and I looked around. All I could do now was follow my instinct and walk out. I looked at it and waved my hand: "I'm leaving, little guy. Remember, if I come to Changbai Mountain in the future, you
You must come to me."
It stood there small and did not move, just looking up at me with a hint of reluctance in its eyes.
I smiled: "Let's go, you go first, help me say sorry to your parents, I didn't mean to take you away, and let them not be angry with me."
It still didn't move, and I sighed softly: "Don't be like this, I can't bear to leave you like this. Let's meet again later, okay."
After saying that, I gritted my teeth, turned around and walked in a certain direction. I stretched out my hand and heard the crunching sound of the snow. I turned around and looked at it crawling behind me, slightly surprised: "Don't follow me."
I'm going to find my friends. Go back and don't let anyone see you. They will definitely be curious about you. Maybe a bunch of people will come and disturb your life. Let's go!
"
I waved my hand at it and saw it lying down and looking up at me. I knew that even if it didn't understand what I said, it would understand what I meant. It is a spiritual creature. In fact, many communications do not require language.
Yes, it’s just that I am a human being and I am used to using language to express my thoughts.
I turned around and walked a few more steps. The voice behind me came again. I stopped and looked at it helplessly: "Do you have to follow me?"
It actually nodded and stretched out its little hand to point me in a direction. I seemed to understand a little bit. What it meant was that I couldn't walk like this on my own, so I had to take it with me on the road.
Thinking about it, I stepped forward and picked it up: "You want to help me get out, right?"
It looked at me and nodded. One small hand gently pulled the torn clothes inside me, while the other small hand pointed me in a direction. I pulled on my clothes to protect its body: "Then
Okay, then please take me out, thank you very much."
Maybe it's because its blood has entered the body. I don't have any reaction to the cold now, but my tiredness is extremely obvious. The blind bear has been slipping away for so long, and during our fight, I almost lost my twenties.
All the strength I had accumulated over the years was used up. I didn’t feel anything at first, but after walking and the sky completely darkened, I started to feel pain, including pain in my neck, face, and hands that were opened by a blind bear.
The wound also hurts. I think if I can look in the mirror now, I should take a look and see if my face has been scratched by the blind bear. Oh my god, my only request is that I don’t be disfigured!
It was pitch black all around, and the light shining on the road was the flashlight function of my mobile phone, but the battery was running low. My steps became heavier and heavier as I walked. In addition to not being cold, the remaining feeling of sleepiness became more and more obvious, and I
I felt that the spiritual energy that the mandrill gave me surged through my body. I was a little tired from digestion, and my knees couldn't help but feel weak. The little mandrill in my arms probably sensed that I was exhausted, so it patted my chest, and then
Pointing in a direction next to me, I used my mobile phone to look for it. It turned out to be a cave to lie in. It was a very shallow cave. It should have been formed naturally. It was not an animal's nest, because it was impossible to destroy anyone's nest.
It was so shallow, and the top edge was covered with trees. Because it was covered, there was no snow inside. It was just big enough to accommodate two adults. I was so happy that I hugged it and walked straight in. I didn’t feel it until my butt touched the ground.
My whole body felt so heavy that if I took even one more step, I felt like I had no strength left.
The little mandrill was unusually lively. It looked at me quietly for a while, and then climbed out. I thought it was leaving, but suddenly I felt a little reluctant: "Are you leaving?"
It didn't respond to me and disappeared into the night in a few moments. I exhaled and couldn't think too much. I looked at the last bar of electricity in my phone and mechanically dialed Zhuo Jing's number. The system didn't get tired of it either.
The message showed that the call could not be made, and I didn’t know why I was like this. I knew that the call would not be made, but at this time, I felt comfortable even if I pressed his name.
There was the whistling wind in my ears, and I rested my head on the rock wall behind me. It would be a lie to say that I wasn't lonely. I was almost used to it. I was used to Zongbao being by my side, even if he annoyed me with his words.
Yes, I am actually happy, but now I am left alone. Although I am not helpless, because I know that my Ma Jiaolong has three immortals to protect her, it will not be easy to die, but I still feel a little hesitant.
Feeling, I put my phone in my pocket, and melted myself into the boundless night. I sniffed slightly and opened my mouth silently: "Ma Jiaolong, are you hungry? When you are hungry alone, you will
I wonder if there are any of these..."
There was a rustling sound outside the cave entrance, and I tensed up. I wouldn't have encountered a wolf or something like that. I was really out of energy. I had to push myself to a certain extent to compete with that bear. If I did it again,
If there were a pack of wolves, I think I would just take out the dagger and throw it to them, and cut the bits I wanted to eat myself! (To be continued)