Chapter 271 Live to see people, die to see dried radish
Kitahara Shuji hugged the little carrot head and fled back into the cave, and escaped as deep as possible.
A landslide is like a mountain peeling off a layer of skin, and the damage to the main body is not serious. Instead of betting on whether you can outrun the increasingly faster landslide layer in the vertical or horizontal direction with your little carrot head, it is better to be honest.
Come back and hide and wait for help.
Not far after he ran into the cave, the landslide crashed onto the platform in front of the cave with an unstoppable force, and then rolled down the mountain with the torii in tow - the entire cave shook violently, and the earth and gravel poured in from the entrance of the cave.
Flying horizontally, there was a series of sharp winds, and Kitahara Shuji suddenly fell down, tightly protecting Fuyumi's small body.
The huge impact, breaking and whistling of gravel soon disappeared, but the vibrations continued continuously for five or six minutes. Fuyumi hugged herself into a small ball and shrank her head on Kitahara Shuji's chest, but surprisingly
I didn't feel scared.
After he calmed down slightly, Kitahara Shuji shook off the dust, dirt and gravel on his body. He felt a slight pain in his back but it was nothing serious. He quickly lowered his head and asked: "Are you okay?"
In the darkness, Fuyumi muttered: "I'm fine!"
"Where's the leg you injured just now?"
"It's just a strain, it's not too serious."
"Then you sit here for a while and I'll go take a look at the entrance of the cave." Kitahara Shuji felt slightly relieved and was about to stand up as he spoke. Fuyumi subconsciously held his clothes tightly, but soon slowly let go.
——The feeling of being protected by this guy is actually not bad.
Kitahara Xiuji just thought she was scared and said softly: "Don't worry, I'll be back soon and I won't leave you alone."
Fuyumi whispered: "I know, just go ahead!"
Kitahara Shuji patted her gently, then took out his mobile phone to illuminate it, and felt towards the entrance of the cave, hoping for the best - maybe there was a crack in the roof of the cave!
Unfortunately, after walking a few steps, he saw that the mud and rocks had spread into the cave for a long time, creating a slope, and the entrance of the cave was blocked and there was no light at all. He climbed up the slope to the top of the cave entrance and dug for a while.
But the more mud and rocks came in, the more they came in, and finally they just gave up - it would be funny to bury themselves alive if they dig out two or three.
He fell back again, and Fuyumi heard the voice and asked with some hope: "Can you go out?"
Kitahara Shuji helplessly smiled and said: "It seems...not possible for the time being."
Fuyumi was silent, but Kitahara Shuji picked her up and walked towards the cave, and soon arrived at the shrine. There was still light here, the two oil lamps were nailed to the ground, and there were no earthquakes or landslides.
No, it's just that the lamp oil just added during the New Year spilled a lot.
Using the light, Kitahara Shuji looked around, took off his windbreaker and put it on the cold ground - the humidity in the cave was very heavy, and there was frost and thin ice on the ground - he put Fuyumi on it first, and then took it out.
Bottles and glasses, and then started to dismantle the miniature shrine.
Fuyumi looked at his actions in surprise and asked in surprise: "What are you going to do?"
Kitahara Shuji buried his head in his work and said with a smile: "Now that we can't afford to get sick and sit or lie on the ground for a long time, I want to build a wooden frame."
The dead must of course make way for the living. The only miniature shrine here is made of wood, so it can only be dismantled.
He didn't believe in these gods and ghosts, but Fuyumi did. Just when she was about to persuade him, she saw that he had already knocked down the shrine, and even kicked down the roof of the shrine. After enduring it, he closed it.
Mouth.
She had only been sitting for a short while, with clothes still padded under her buttocks, but she still felt a chill that made her little pussy freeze. If she sat there for a day or two, her internal organs might freeze.
So... let’s build a wooden frame!
Kitahara Shuji had very strong hands-on skills. He dismantled the shrine to pieces in just three strokes, five by five, and divided by two. Then, based on the base of the shrine, he built a large shelf-like thing in a corner of the cave.
I moved Fuyumi to the second floor - although the wood was slightly damp and cold, it was still better than sitting on wet or icy rocks.
The temperature is the same, but stone conducts heat faster than wood, and now a little bit of heat is precious and cannot be wasted.
After all the work was finished, Kitahara Shuji put the only "food and drinking water" in the cave, that is, the bottle of wine, on the wooden stand, then opened his mouth and blew out one oil lamp, and then went to blow out another.
.The light and shadow swayed for a while, and it was like a group of demons dancing on the cave wall. Fuyumi was startled and said quickly: "We don't have a fire. If we blow it, it won't light, so we might as well keep it!"
In fact, she is afraid of the dark, and since the shrine has just been demolished, she is even more afraid.
Kitahara Hideji hesitated for a moment, then gently blew out the last oil lamp, climbed onto the shelf and explained to her: "This place is now sealed and the oxygen is limited. We must try our best to save it and let it burn just for a little light."
not worth it."
He didn't know what was going on outside now, so he was prepared to be lenient with the enemy and be prepared to hold out for five to seven days. A person needs to breathe more than 20,000 times a day and inhale more than 15 cubic meters of air. Even if the hole is relatively large, he
I feel that I should try to save as much as possible, otherwise he would have found a way to light a fire to keep warm.
Although it looks like a small oil lamp, it actually consumes more oxygen than a living person, let alone burning a fire with smoke billowing out - he is in trouble, and he is not planning to commit suicide by burning charcoal with Little Carrot Tou, waiting to be killed later.
When someone dug them up, they found that they had suffocated to death just to keep themselves warm and illuminated. If they died, they would be laughed at, right?
This reason was impeccable, and it was a done deal and the lights were out. Fuyumi pursed her lips and stopped talking in the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers. The cave became silent for a while. Fuyumi huddled in a ball at the end of the shelf and shook for a while. She couldn't help but
Asked: "Can we still go out?"
Does this count as being buried alive?
Kitahara Hideji on the other side of the shelf smiled and said: "Don't think so wildly, we will definitely be able to go out."
He thinks it's okay. Even if he is not mentioned, Fuyumi's importance in the hearts of the sisters is extremely important. Even if the mountain is dug down, it will be done to death, not to mention Suzuki Nozomi.
, it is not difficult to mobilize large-scale excavation machinery and professional rescue personnel, but it will definitely take some time, so we can only wait.
Fuyumi was still feeling guilty and whispered: "The earthquake in Hokkaido at the beginning of this year caused more than a hundred landslides and killed forty people! I don't know what the situation is outside now... The outside must have changed a lot. If we dig
What should we do if the epicenter of the earthquake is nearby, traffic is completely paralyzed, construction machinery cannot be mobilized, and they have no time to dig in the snow with shovels? What if there is no food or drink here, and it is still so cold, what can we do?
How long will it last?”
The more she talked, the more frustrated she became, and finally complained about Kitahara Hideji, "I even said I wouldn't let you come over, but you insist on coming over. Are you satisfied now?"
Kitahara Xiuji was silent for a while, his voice was still very soft, and he smiled in the darkness and said: "You are here for me, I can't let anything happen to you here. Even if something happens, I should at least be with you."
"But..." Fuyumi wanted to retort, but she only said one word and fell silent. Kitahara Xiuji hoped that she would talk more, which could ease her psychological tension. Although she is known as a little tiger, she is only a little girl after all.
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, she was still a girl, so it was understandable that she felt panic--he asked softly: "But what?"
Fuyumi was silent for a long time before saying sadly: "If the worst happens and the two of us are trapped here and die, what will Yukiri, Haruna, Natsori and Akitarou do?"
As she spoke, she suddenly became irritable and shouted: "If I was the only one trapped here, I would feel at ease, because I know you will take good care of them, lead them to live a good life, and urge them to study, make progress, and start a family."
, but now...but what to do now?! I told you not to come over, I told you to run away, why do you always refuse to listen to me, why do you always have to be the big head, why do you always have to be a hero! I again
I didn’t ask you to save me!”
She had a bad attitude and didn't understand good people at all, but she also knew that she shouldn't say such things, but she just couldn't help it. She was prepared for Kitahara Hideji to scold her and scold her, but after waiting for a while, she only heard Kitahara Hideji
The voice was still very soft and said: "But then I will worry about you and feel guilty, so it is better to stay here with you. With me here, I believe our chance of survival will be greater."
Fuyumi was stunned, tilted her head and remained silent.
If only she hadn't strained her thigh muscles by splitting, then there would be no such thing. In the final analysis, the main problem still lies with her - there are hundreds of landslide accidents in Japan every year, but there are few major casualties, such as
At the beginning of this year, a combination of heavy rain and an earthquake in Hokkaido caused a large-scale landslide. About forty people died in the end. Under normal circumstances, except in the middle of the night, they would have been able to run away and there would have been no casualties at all.
Of course, going forward, if you don't come to Tottori Prefecture, there won't be any of these things, and if you don't know Kitahara Shuji, there won't be any of these things. But then maybe her family would have fallen apart long ago - it's impossible to explain this kind of thing, and there's no point in complaining.
Meaningless.
She regretted blaming Kitahara Shuji. She always spoke faster than her brain. After hesitating for a while, she whispered: "Yes... I'm sorry."
At the time of the crisis, Kitahara Hideji had no intention of arguing with her. Instead, he continued to calm her down softly: "It's okay, but thinking about it now won't help solve the problem. And I believe in Yuki and the others, they will definitely rescue us."
Fuyumi nodded subconsciously, but immediately realized that he couldn't see it, and noticed that his voice was slightly trembling. Then she remembered that his windbreaker was wrapped around her body, and couldn't help but ask: "You...you
Is it cold?”
She only wore a large knitted sweater, a thick velvet skirt and long cotton socks underneath. It looked pretty stinky, but it was just fine in the above-zero temperature outside, but it wasn't enough after entering the cave, where it was damp, cloudy, and icy.
Even if she moved, she still felt cold even though she was wrapped in Kitahara Shuci's windbreaker. So Kitahara Shuci...
Kitahara Hideji smiled on the other side of the wooden frame and said: "I'm fine."
He was also cold. He gave Fuyumi his windbreaker jacket, leaving only a thin sweater and a shirt on his upper body. The temperature here was below zero, and it was impossible not to be cold, but he still hoped to keep the little carrot head warm as much as possible. After all,
In his last life, he was a northerner, and he was definitely more frost-resistant than Fuyumi, who had never seen heavy snowfall.
Fuyumi tightened the windbreaker around her body and greeted hesitantly: "You...come here!"