Chapter 2 Mandrill
"Where am I?" Fengyun stood unsteadily and sat in the water. He even forgot the oysters that had fallen into the sea with his hands, but he still stared at the giant dragon flying in the air.
As the dragon's last tail flew into the clouds and covered its figure, the sun rose above the coastline, announcing the beginning of day.
The warm sunshine shone on him, and finally brought a hint of warmth to his body. The fish swimming across his instep finally came to his senses.
He rolled back to the beach and crawled back to the beach. He sat in horror and murmured to himself: "I must be dreaming. No, I have to wake up soon. School will start tomorrow. I want to report that I want to go to school and I want to allocate a dormitory... Wake up! Wake up quickly!" Fengyun gritted his teeth and pinched his thighs hard. After a scream, he looked at the redness and swollen thighs in disbelief. After a while, he looked around blankly and shouted in despair: "Who brought me? Come out! I want to go home! Can't I give you money?"
However, no one answered his question except for a group of seagulls foraging in the sky.
A huge beast roar deep in the forest pulled his head back, looking at the forest where he had been hiding all night last night in horror. Fengyun trembled and got up. After a while, he lost the courage to go back.
Suddenly, he laughed loudly, crossed his waist and shouted to the surroundings, "Don't hide it! I understand, you must be a show for slapping people, right? The projection technology is good! Stop making trouble! Come out quickly! You are all wrong!" After shouting for a long time, no one paid attention to him. He forced a smile and said, "I want to see what else you can do!"
The world is so big that I eat the most, Fengyun simply ignores everything else and fills my stomach first. I just looked for shrimps, but I didn’t find many oysters and seafood such as abalone growing under the reefs on this beach. The abalone is too sticky and cannot be picked up. Fengyun picked up several oysters and returned to the shore, rushing to the air and shouting: “You won’t bring me to Denmark, right? I read the news that Danish oysters are flooded, isn’t it here?” Oysters and oysters are the same thing, but they are called differently. The south is more used to being called oysters.
He found a larger stone and smashed the oyster shell hard. The oyster shell similar to the outside of the stone also had a hardness similar to the stone. After smashing it for more than ten times, the meat inside was smashed a little to pieces, but the hungry Fengyun couldn't control so much. He picked out the oyster meat, held it in the sea water and rinsed it into his mouth. He gently touched it with his teeth. The fat and tender oyster meat was bitten open like cream, chewed it slightly, and swallowed it.
"Fresh!" The fat oyster meat without any fishy smell was addictive, and three more were smashed to eat. The fourth Fengyun made an experience and smashed a relatively perfect oyster, which only smashed the upper half of the shell, and the lower half was intact. He held the oysters and shouted at the empty beach: "Dear viewers, now I will demonstrate to you the authentic way to eat oysters. First, clean the oysters, then add nothing, just add a little light sea water, and eat them directly... Woo... it's so delicious..."
After eating five or six oysters in a row, Fengyun felt that he was full, so he ran back to the small half of the beach at the junction of the beach and the forest and sat down.
After watching from both sides, Fengyun shouted boredly: "I said, that's about it. I've performed the show for you, what else do you want? Otherwise, what do you want me to do? Just tell me in person?"
There was also silence, Fengyun's heart sank into the bottom of the valley little by little. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped up and cursed loudly: "Is anyone here? Come out! I'll fuck you, come out! I warn you not to fool me! Come out!!"
Standing on the beach for a long time, his voice was hoarse. As usual, no one answered. Fengyun sat back on the beach weakly, and still muttering: "Come out... come out..." Perhaps because he had eaten oysters just now, he drank too much sea water, and now he felt dry mouth and it was hard to swallow and spit. He wanted to take a sip of fresh water.
Looking back at the forest where a roaring sounded from time to time, Fengyun stood up with his knees and muttered, "Don't try to scare me, treat me as a Truman, I want to see how big a studio you can set up!"
Licking his lips, he turned around and looked at the direction where the dragon disappeared in the sky. A thought that had sprouted just now made him feel inexplicably afraid of walking into the forest again, as if after entering, he would walk into a dream that could not wake up.
But he had enough of what happened from last night to now, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment. He picked up a dead branch from the ground and pinched it hard, as if he was encouraging himself. Fengyun gritted his teeth and walked into the forest without hesitation. However, what he didn't know was that under the arrangement of fate, history was always amazingly similar, and he was destined to move towards that wonderful and glorious life.
Following the way he had just come out, he returned to the tree hole where he lived last night. The pheasant was gone, and the hole was empty, leaving only a pile of crushed eggshells.
The direction of the sun was identified from the gaps of the mottled leaves, and the wind and clouds roughly judged the direction. He was heading northwest with his back to the sea. He leaned on a simple crutch made of dead branches, and walked past the tree hole and continued to move forward.
The forest during the day is more vibrant and more dangerous than at night. Countless zodiac-scale feathered hibernating at night are active. The ants and various beetles on the ground are traversing along invisible routes. Different birds are filled with the leaves above his head. The wind and clouds swear that he has never heard so many birds call together in his life, and it will be really noisy.
The first rule of the forest: Be careful when walking! This is the conclusion that Fengyun came to after pulling out the third thorn in the heart of his foot that was pierced into the flesh. If he gave him a pair of shoes now, he would be willing to spend half of his savings. And if he could give him a pair of shorts now, he would be willing to spend all his savings!
He pulled some weeds and tied them into a straw rope, then made a grass skirt, and then made a grass skirt. Fengyun got rid of his naked image, but he couldn't tie straw sandals, so he could only move forward carefully with one step at a time.
Article 2 of the Forest Rule: You must not only pay attention to your feet when you walk! This is the conclusion that he came to when a slippery flower-spotted snake slid from the branch above his head and Fengyun's neck. He jumped three feet high and grabbed the flower-spotted snake's tail and flew out. He almost didn't bite him.
Snakes have always been the animal that Fengyun fears the most. None of them are afraid of spiders, centipedes, or scorpions, but they are afraid of snakes. They come from the deepest part of their hearts and from the disgust of the soul.
After the spotted snake landed on the ground, it quickly wandered around in a posture he could not do. Fengyun didn't understand why the snake could move around and twist. It was really weird. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he hated snakes?
The courage when he first entered the forest seemed to have passed away with the cold sweat that had just been shocked. Fengyun was a little hesitant at this moment, whether to continue moving forward or wait for rescue on the spot.
He looked down and Fengyun made up his mind in one second. If he didn't continue to leave, would he stay here and wait for death?
Stand up, Fengyun continued to walk forward with a cane.
Moving forward in the forest is not as simple as walking normally. In order to avoid getting lost, he needs to determine a direction to walk as straight as possible. He needs to constantly use crutches to knock and drive away hidden beasts and poisonous insects, and constantly climb over the thick roots of these towering trees. He has to walk nearly ten kilometers high and low, and Fengyun has to sit on a piece of tree root to take a breath.
The oysters I ate in the morning have almost been digested, and there is a feeling of hunger in my stomach. These are all secondary. The desire for fresh water is the problem that will continue to be solved by occupying the storm.
For some reason, the more you move northwest, the temperature gets higher and higher. Fengyun, who was already thirsty, now feels burning his throat. Every time he swallows saliva, it seems like he is deceiving himself. There is no saliva to swallow, only the burning esophagus is squirming.
While recovering his energy, Fengyun looked at the species of plants in the forest. It was clearly a forest by the sea, so why didn’t there even be any coconut trees? In the movie, people would drink coconut juice when they were wandering on unknown desert islands or mainlands! Why did they become a forest of trees when they came here?
The further you go, the higher the terrain, and there will be steep rocks and slopes that need to be climbed from time to time. Can you continue walking and still have to climb the mountain?
Suddenly, a bright red touch entered his eyes. When he looked closely, it was a cluster of wild strawberries in the depression of the slope. Bright red fruits the size of fingernails dotted among the green leaves. Just a glance, Fengyun's saliva was secreted.
He jumped up and the wind and clouds ran towards the wild strawberry. Suddenly, the wind roared above his head. He had only time to look up. A black shadow flashed by, and with a bang, he felt that his head was hit by a hard thing, and with a roar, he rolled onto the ground.
Holding the pain above his head, Fengyun looked up and saw an ugly and weird guy standing on the top of the rock, holding a wild fruit in his hand, baring his teeth at him and intimidating: "Roar!"
"Where did the baboon come from?" Fengyun was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned around and got up and ran backward. The sound of wind roared over his head. He lowered his head, and a wild fruit flew over the top of his head and hit the trunk in front of him. He bounced up and rolled forward a few times, and landed on the ground.
He looked back in horror. The baboon did not catch up with him, but stood on the branch and looked at him coldly, showing his fangs and roared at him: "Roar!"
Fengyun stopped, gasped, and looked at it in surprise. Isn’t this guy living in Africa? Why did he come here?
Chapter completed!