Shen Yang broke into the deep forest alone. After a cold wind, she wrapped her clothes tightly, gritted her teeth, and stepped in. This foot was not a porcelain ground, but a soft pit. She didn't pay attention. When she stepped down, she heard a "click". It was not deep. There was a trap in it. She just stepped in the middle, and the sharp teeth like steel teeth on both sides were firmly clamped Her feet.
The animal trap is used to catch big animals such as tigers and leopards. It has great strength. As soon as the two sides are closed, it stabs into the bone, and the blood flows like a flood. Shen Yang can't help crying, and his heart is even more desperate. He can't break it off with his hands. If he doesn't have enough strength, he can break it off a little bit and bounce back, adding another layer of damage to the original wound. Her painful scalp is numb, and she is not afraid of anything else I'm afraid there will be wolves in the mountains. I'll smell the blood and find her. Then she will die.
Pain is the second. What she is thinking about now is Feng Yebai. She is also injured. She can't find herbs for him. The way back is not near, and she doesn't know how he is now. In a panic, she stands up in a hurry. Her feet don't stand firm and her feet are hurt. She shouts and tears come out at last.
"Anybody? Help She dragged her wounded foot and limped forward, shouting as she walked. Now she only hopes that someone in the forest can hear her. Even the mountain bandit is better than none. The bandit is human and a living creature. If she gives him money and asks him for help, people may not stand by. Who can't get by? But now the problem is that there is not a single person in the forest. She shouts out loud, which may not be human or wolf.
A woman's voice is sharp and full of strength. It can spread far if she shouts out in one voice.
It's impossible to say that there is no one in such a big mountain. She didn't dare to call people just now. Now she shouts out one after another. At first, it's not true. But if she stops and listens carefully, it's clearer than one.
"Listen, miss, is someone calling for help?"
The woman, who was called miss, stood up, listened for a while, nodded, "it looks like someone." He picked up the basket and put some winter bamboo shoots in it. He covered it with cloth. He lifted the skirt and handed it to the maid. "Let's go and have a look."
The servant girl took her basket and supported her, "who will go up the mountain so early in the morning?"
"Go and have a look first. I think you should have been caught in the trap used by hunters. Take the hoe with you. Maybe it will be useful."
"Yes, miss." The maid put the small hoe they had just used to dig the winter bamboo shoots into the basket and helped the woman to follow the sound.
Shen Yang dragged his injured leg and cried as he walked. He had already gone out for a long time. Later, he couldn't walk any more. She picked up a tree and leaned against it. During that time, she tried many ways. She couldn't get the broken clip open with branches or stones. Instead, it pricked deeper and deeper. Finally, she couldn't bear the pain and had to give up. She had the meaning of waiting for death.
"Husband..." she raised her hand and wiped her tears, "it's useless to blame me. I'm just a loser. I ask you to protect me every time. You've done so much for me, but I can't even save you."
The more she thought about it, the more sad she was. Her tears were the same as the water in the moat. She couldn't finish it. Her feet were so painful that she couldn't feel it. Along the way, her blood was flowing. Shen Yang looked around and saw a bunch of green around her. His eyes were full of hope.
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