When Lu Qinan and his wife are ready to go out to look for herbs, they find that Qiao bao'er and Samba are not in the palace. They steal away. Strictly speaking, it's not a sneak. Qiao bao'er left a note.

[herbal medicine you do, samba and I look for water, don't catch me back]

The last sentence showed her determination.

Lu Qinan immediately took the handwriting to find junzhimu. Junzhimu looked at it and wanted to speak, but he was silent again.

These days he went out to look for herbs. Junzhimu didn't go with him. He had other things to deal with.

He had a third of the scepter that Raphael wanted, and the ancient characters on the golden scepter needed to be deciphered. There is also the "Ballad of savages" mentioned by Raphael last time, which must be understood clearly.

So junzhimu is really busy. He has to report everything to him.

No matter on such a desert island or in Jun's house before, Jun's shepherd was really busy with other things, and had little time to accompany her.

Qiao Baoer can live well by herself, and she doesn't need his company at all.

There was a long silence.

"Go on your own." Jun Zhimu said this in a low voice.

Lu Qinan was surprised. She was so relieved that she was having a mess with the savage outside, not like junzhimu's style.

At this time, Qiao bao'er and Samba had already walked 20 kilometers. They slipped out of the palace before dawn and walked along the upper reaches of the river

Qiao bao'er looks up at the sun above her head. The sun is rising. It's estimated that Lu Qinan and them also know about her going out with samba. She can't do it first and then.

Junzhimu is a strong man, but he always feels that he is worried about gain and loss.

Qiao bao'er doesn't like being controlled.

Samba saw that she was tired and handed her a kettle. Qiao bao'er shook his head to samba. Now the clean fresh water is very precious, and he is not willing to drink until he is really thirsty.

On their left hand side is the big river. The clear water is rolling. All the dead fish in the river have been salvaged before. The water is alive. The water has been flowing down from the upstream.

Under the sun, the river looks no different, the water is very clear and transparent, but there are no fish and shrimps in the river, and there are no living creatures in the water.

Qiao bao'er stopped. She noticed that the plants near the river seemed to be withered and yellow.

As she approached the river, samba was frightened and grabbed her, as if there was something terrible in the river over there. She would not let her go.

"... it's OK. I just want to pull up some grass by the river."

Samba understood what she said, and quickly walked over with a big stride. He randomly pulled up a few small grasses, uprooted them, with some wet mud at the root.

Qiao bao'er took a close look. The roots of these weeds are rotten. No wonder the leaves are withered and yellow.

"Even the plants are affected."

If it was before, the plants growing along the river were full of water, more lush and green, "is this river poisonous?"

There is no testing machine in this island. I don't know what's in the river now. Old devil, they can only do things by using some primitive methods.

"Samba, I saw it yesterday. What you put in your kettle is the river water." Qiao bao'er suddenly asked him.

Since a large number of dead fish appeared in the river, everyone, including savages, was informed that they could not drink from the river. You can only eat some succulent plants to quench your thirst, or go to the lake in the forest to get water.

"Is that the water in your kettle now?" Qiao bao'er went up to grab the big kettle he tied around his waist.

Samba was frightened and quickly backed back.

Samba seems to have been discovered some big secret, nervous to death, his huge body stiff straight, expression is very stiff, at a loss, dare not look at her.

As if he had done something wrong, samba didn't deny it, but he covered his big kettle tightly and didn't let her take it away.

Qiao bao'er's dead hearted eyes would give up so easily. She continued to break it with her little hand and wanted to grab it.

If there is something delicious, samba will share it with her for the first time, and Samba's brain can't compete with her. As long as Qiao bao'er's speech is logical, even if it's wrong, samba will feel right.

But Samba won't give her this big kettle.

"If you don't give it to me, I won't use local materials." Qiao Baoer can't get it.

She ran straight to the river, bent down, took some water in her hands and drank it.

Samba was so scared that she yelled and ran to her. She picked up her back neck clothes with a big hand. She was in a hurry.

"... samba, if you can drink this river, I should be able to drink it too." Qiao bao'er looks innocent and is held in the air by him.

There's no way she's trying to die.

Because yesterday he discovered the secret of drinking water from samba, and he didn't have any toxic and side effects, so today he wanted to slip out and find out whether the water could be drunk or not.

No matter what she said, samba even wanted to stretch her finger to buckle Joe's throat to make her vomit up the water she had just drunk.

"Drink in, vomit out... Should be OK." She struggled a few times and escaped from Samba's hands.

Samba had a look of grief.

It's like she's going to die again.

Qiao bao'er sighed deeply, a little angry and funny.

"I can't die, I can't die." She waved her hand and looked very energetic.

It was bitter for Qiao bao'er to drink the river just now.

If she hadn't tasted it herself, I can't believe she drank the river water before she entered the island. It was cool and sweet. There is no industrialization on the island. All the natural ecology here is primitive and pollution-free.

The river water is bitter, and the tip of the tongue is numb. The whole mouth is very uncomfortable. It's like drinking heavy industrial chemicals, and there's some sulfur and other irritating smell.

Qiao bao'er doesn't know much about chemical elements, but the river is definitely polluted by a lot of toxic substances.

All the fish and shrimps in the river are dead, and the vegetation along the river is beginning to turn yellow

Fortunately, Qiao bao'er doesn't feel sick for the time being.

"Samba, I'm strong now. Don't worry about me."

Qiao Baoer comforted that she also swung her arm to compare with Popeye's action. After entering the island, her body is more flexible and her muscles are stronger than before, and her life here is more effective than any modern bodybuilding.

Samba felt that Qiao bao'er had been locked up in the compartment for two weeks, and her skin became white again. Samba worried for a long time, and felt that she was ugly again, and her health was poor again.

Qiao Baoer is very helpless, she has explained many times, her skin is naturally easier to restore white.

Samba looked at her sympathetically every time.

In Samba's opinion, only dark skin is healthy.

She sighed deeply again and changed the subject, "... When we take these withered and yellow grass back, we must tell them that the plants on the island are beginning to change."

Now the island is running out of fresh water. The lake in the forest has limited water. Moreover, it doesn't seem to rain much in this continent. Qiao bao'er hasn't seen rain since he has been on the island for so long.

Their original plan, before solving the problem of disease, tried to choose edible plants to quench thirst. For example, although succulent plants taste bad, they have enough water, but now even plants are beginning to change.

It's getting worse.

"... I don't know what will happen after that?" Qiao bao'er looked at the cloudless blue sky and was in a panic.

At this time, junzhimu took Reina, who had been detained before, to the patriarch's home.

They had a secret conversation in the room.

Junzhimu said that he could release Reina, but with conditions.

The matriarch doesn't like junzhimu. The islanders are ambitious and have bullied their Aboriginal savages for many years. Now she has handed over her most important golden scepter. Seeing junzhimu coming, the matriarch is angry but helpless.

Reina was held for a period of time. The trauma he had been beaten earlier was much better. He yelled for his mother to save him.

"Ask her about this savage island, the songs, legends, curses..." Jun Zhimu asked the translator.

At first, the matriarch didn't want to speak, but Reina yelled, as if blaming his mother for not saving him.

[... The river has become bitter, the forest has withered, people are sick, fireballs are falling in the sky, and the dark time is coming, and the sun can no longer be seen.]

This is a short ballad. The matriarch sings it in her hoarse and old voice. It's endless sadness.