Hearing a shout from Mo Shang Yun, Liang Zhiqiong immediately ran over.
Liang Zhiqiong, who can't burn a fire or build a shelter, can only follow Pengyu qiulai to look for food. But after so long, she has found two wild fruits that can be put down by one hand, so she runs over without hindrance.
Mo Shang Yun took a look at her. It was no surprise that Liang Zhiqiong, who did not find food, raised her hand and handed the hare to Liang Zhiqiong. He said lazily, "send it to you."
"Ah?"
Liang Zhiqiong opened her eyes in surprise.
To her?
She Did you hear me right?
Liang Zhiqiong takes a careful look at Mo shangyun, and can't help swallowing and salivating. She wants to make sure whether this despicable character of Mo shangyun may have come to play with her.
"A reward for noon."
Hands in the air pause for three seconds, Mo shangyun some impatient tunnel.
"Oh."
A hanging heart fell to the ground, and Liang Zhiqiong quickly picked up the hare.
Finally, he added, with a pretense, "thank you."
Pengyuqiu looked at the conversation between the two people. His eyes narrowed slightly and he had some small opinions, but he didn't say anything in the end.
Mo shangyun made the hare himself, and gave it to whoever he wanted.
After handing the hare out, Mo shangyun clapped his hands and asked Peng Yu Qiu, "go back?"
"Well." Peng nods in autumn.
"Let's go."
Shrugging his shoulders, Mo shangyun took the lead in front of him.
Liang Zhiqiong, who gets bribes, follows Mo shangyun's side, and even reduces her attention to Peng Yuqiu.
Peng Yu Qiu said:
He was really killed by Mo shangyun.
*
the party returned to the camp.
This time, I got three good news:
first, drilling wood to make fire was a complete success, and they could enjoy the light of the fire after dark.
2、 Tang poetry, Song Ci, Yuan Qu, three of them, by virtue of their survival skills, successfully caught a lot of small fish in the nearby river, enough for dozens of them to fight tooth sacrifice.
3、 The team led by Duan Zimu went smoothly and was able to complete the shelter construction before 8:30 p.m. It's half an hour earlier than they expected.
It's getting dark.
Six bonfires, six cooking groups, began to roast small fish and distribute wild fruits around the fire.
Oh, and Liang Zhiqiong's group is baking rabbits.
Mo shangyun sat near the first bonfire and studied their map this time.
No one came to disturb her, but automatically bypassed the gap and did not block the fire she used to illuminate.
On the open grass, it gradually becomes busy and busy. In a quiet environment, all the students return to themselves. They are no longer fighting for high and low on the training ground; they are no longer running forward without seeing the end; they are not always worried that they will be deducted and will leave one day.
"Shit, there are fireflies!"
When the sky was completely dark, there was a cry on the busy grass.
Gradually, this cry almost startled all the students present.
Mo shangyun folded the map in his hand and looked up in the noisy direction.
There were so many fireflies flying near the Bank of the river. They were like little bits of fluorescence in the night. They were the special scenery of the night.
Mo shangyun took a look and quickly withdrew his sight.
When I was a child, I ran around with the masters. I have seen many natural scenery. Most of the students here grew up in the city, and it's normal that they haven't seen them.
Just let them relax for a while.
After stretching, Mo shangyun put the map into his pocket and stood up from the grass.
When a firefly flies out of a beehive, it's easy for the firefly to stay in a place where the mosquito bites.
"Mo shangyun! Mo shangyun
After a few steps, she saw Liang Zhiqiong sitting by the campfire, waving to her all the time.
Mo Shang Yun touched his ear and walked towards her.
As soon as she approached, Liang Zhiqiong also stood up from the ground. She patted her trousers stained with grass leaves, then took the rabbit leg from the Tang poetry, and walked towards Mo shangyun in three or two steps.
"Here you are."
Liang Zhiqiong stretched out her hand and almost stabbed the rabbit's leg into Mo shangyun's face.
Fortunately, Mo shangyun hid quickly and took a step back to keep a certain distance from the rabbit leg which had just been roasted.
Looking at Liang Zhiqiong obliquely, she saw that there were a few more black ashes on her painted face. She took the rabbit's leg.
"Would you like to sit together?"Liang Zhiqiong sent out an invitation to Mo shangyun.
Shrugging his shoulders, Mo shangyun bypassed Liang Zhiqiong without saying a word. When Liang Zhiqiong did not know why she turned back, Mo shangyun sat in the position where Liang Zhiqiong had previously sat.
Liang Zhiqiong:
Grandma, you are a bear. You are welcome!
Taking a deep breath, Liang Zhiqiong recited in her heart for three seconds, "I don't care about her." then she rolled off her sleeves and went to sit down beside Mo shangyun.
This sitting successfully pushed Tang poetry aside.
Fortunately, the Song Ci and Yuan Opera on the other side of Tang poetry are squeezed, which makes it easier for them to get out of the way.
Mo Shang Yun bit a rabbit leg, the corner of his eye more light noticed Liang Zhiqiong's two legs, could not help but frown, "put down the trouser legs."
It should have just been in the river, and both trouser legs were wet. Liang Zhiqiong directly pulled up the trouser legs, revealing half of her lower legs. The skin hidden under the trouser legs has not been damaged all the year round, but the white is a little conspicuous Moreover, it is easy to be targeted by mosquitoes.
"Oh."
Liang Zhiqiong should a, obediently put down two trouser legs.
"Instructor Mo, you are so familiar with the wild, you should have a lot of experience in the wild?" A group of students around the campfire asked Mo shangyun excitedly.
"Well."
Mo shangyun bit the hare again.
There is no salt, no seasoning, and the roast is a little burnt. It tastes terrible.
Mo shangyun suddenly thought of yeqianxiao, who can make food into poison.
In contrast, the food was still able to eat. Mo shangyun balanced himself and continued to eat.
"Was there any interesting experience?" The student asked again.
"Yes."
"Tell us about it." There was humanity by the fire.
Next to Liang Zhiqiong also a strong nod, "yes, yes, anyway boring, you talk about it."
Mo shangyun took two bites of rabbit meat.
By the campfire, many eyes were fixed on her, waiting for breath.
Even you Nian language, unconsciously stopped the action of adding firewood, and locked her eyes.
Slowly swallowing the rabbit meat, Mo shangyun frowned slightly, looked around and asked, "who roasted this thing?"
"257."
Liang Zhiqiong, who didn't wait for the story, pointed to you Nianyu with some disappointment.
Mo Shang Yun raised his eyes and looked at you Nianyu. He seemed to evaluate with sincerity: "the taste is too bad."
You Nian Yu said: "you Nian Yu..."
Liang Zhiqiong:
All of them said, "well
Hello! This is the wild. There is no material! You always ask so much, why don't you come by yourself?!
The atmosphere fell into embarrassment and silence.
Mo shangyun continued to eat rabbit legs with ease.
Soon, after another, other people began to eat their little dinner, but also gradually lively. However, no one asked Mo shangyun any more.
Mo shangyun finished the rabbit meat in his hand and threw the bone into the garbage.
Clapping her hands, she just wanted to stand up when she saw someone walking behind Liang Zhiqiong, so her eyebrows moved and stopped temporarily.
“277。”
Behind, someone called Liang Zhiqiong.
"Ah?" Hearing the sound, Liang Zhiqiong raised her head and saw a male student who was familiar with but not familiar with.
The male student lowered his head, a black face could see red, he was embarrassed and hurried: "177, I have something to do with you."
"I'm not free." Liang Zhiqiong frowned.
"You must go. He is waiting for you 500 meters downstream." The male student quickly said, just turned to go, cold not Ding, and told her, "remember, must go."
After the instruction, the male student quickly slipped away. When he ran back to his campfire, he could hear the laughter there.
“……”
Liang Zhiqiong looked at the man without a clue.
When she came back, she was not surprised to see the students beside the bonfire staring at her. She was embarrassed for no reason.
Liang Zhiqiong was angry and angry, "what are you looking at? I haven't seen a beautiful woman before
"Zhi Qiong, don't you go there?" One side of the Tang poetry curiously asked.
"No!"
Liang Zhiqiong cut off the railway.
She couldn't even remember what that 177 looked like.
On the contrary, it is Pengyu's face, sometimes helpless, sometimes severe, sometimes gentle.
As soon as Liang Zhiqiong thought about it, she bumped into her heart and realized that she was watched by so many people, so she became more and more embarrassed.
Grandma a bear, pursue on the pursuit of it, must make everyone know, can't like her low-key not to cause trouble?!Hum!
Thinking of this, Liang Zhiqiong turned her eyes and could not help looking around the grass.
At the same time, we found that many students who paid attention to this side also
With Peng Yu Qiu's eyes.
Pengyuqiu was standing a little farther away. There was no bonfire nearby. There was only moonlight. The sight was very dark. Liang Zhiqiong couldn't even see his face, but he could recognize him at a glance.
However, the peach blossom eyes under the helmet are dark and bright, which means deep. As soon as she collides with her, Liang Zhiqiong is totally confused.
Heart, plopping, plopping, uncontrollable jumping.
Liang Zhiqiong thought for a moment. She didn't know whether she was guilty or crazy, so she quickly took back her sight.
She lowered her head, covered most of her face with the brim of her hat, and stuffed her mouth with food in her hands. If you look carefully, you can even see her trembling fingers.
Soon, Tang poetry began to drive the topic, gradually diverting their attention from Liang Zhiqiong, and Liang Zhiqiong slowly calmed down.
By this time, she had finished all the food in her hand.
Looking at the palm of her hand, she raised her head slightly and looked at Mo shangyun on one side.
After thinking for a while, she approached Mo shangyun a little bit.
After moving for a long time, there is still a big gap between them.
"Say what you want."
Mo Shang Yun picked a brow and turned his head a little impatiently.
Liang Zhiqiong simply sat down in the past and sat closely with Mo shangyun.
"Mo shangyun, you say," Liang Zhiqiong hesitantly bit the corner of her lip and asked for her advice. "Do I want to go and have a look at it and tell people clearly?"
Mo Shang Yun light way: "do not know."
Obviously, I want to go to the past to see if Peng Yu Qiu will be worried. He has to hide his words by saying "clearly".
"Give me your advice."
Liang Zhiqiong bumped her arm. Her voice was low, but she seemed to be coquettish.
"Ink on Yun mouth micro pumping," I have no idea
"Don't you have the most ideas?"
"Well?"
Squinting, Mo Shang Yun slightly threatened to aim at her.
"No, no, it means you have a lot of ideas." Liang Zhiqiong seconds.
Mo Shang Yun raised his eyelids, "if you want to go."
Liang Zhiqiong is not without an idea. She just wants to ask someone to say "go" to her. She just wants to get over it in a kind and reasonable way.
After all, if it's just to refuse 177, it's simpler and simpler not to go directly.
"You said that!"
With her hands clenched, Liang Zhiqiong's eyes brightened.
Mo Shang Yun looked at her faintly, "wash your face and go again."
“…… OK
Liang Zhiqiong answered and stood up from the ground.
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