Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

It was the first time that Fu Cang encountered such a situation. He was about to struggle but was stopped by Mo Xiaonian.

"That won't work. You're too heavy. You'll sink deeper and deeper! Put me down, and you'll sink slower. Together, we can definitely figure out a way."

As Mo Xiaonian spoke, she had already thrown the big iron pot on her body into the mud, which would reduce the burden a little.

Fu Cang looked back.

Yuelu and Fengming were both shouting to rescue him from five meters away, but he had already gone too deep in. If those people came in, they would also be trapped, and they were out of reach from such a distance.

Fu Cang made his own judgment in an instant. He suddenly exerted force with his arms and threw Mo Xiaonian directly to a safe place.

Because of this action, Fu Cang's body sank even further, and the mud suddenly reached his thighs.

He tried to pull one of his legs free, but couldn't, the mud had already gripped him tightly.

Fu Cang suddenly felt a burst of despair, turned around and shouted to Mo Xiaonian: "Don't worry about me, you use branches to explore the way, and you must bypass this quagmire. I will find a way myself."

There was already a tone of crying in Yuelu's voice.

"What can you do? Let's quickly get some ropes and throw them in. With so many of us, we can definitely pull Fu Cang up."

But these people were all fleeing, and no one had a rope.

Mo Xiaonian bit her lips hard to calm herself down.

Seeing that others were looking for ropes, she simply entered the space directly, exchanged her points for a long climbing rope, tied it together with the previous one, then she lay down on the edge of the mud and shouted to Fu Cang.

"I can save you. Just do as I say and don't struggle."

At this time, Baiji in the middle of the tribe had already run over.

Mo Xiaonian handed the rope to Bai Ji.

"Throw this rope in front of Fu Cang!"

Bai Ji suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, picked up the rope, exerted force with his arms, and threw one end of the rope in front of Fu Cang.

"Great! Now Fucang, you tie the rope into a loop and put it around your waist."

The mud had not reached Fu Cang's thighs. He was very nervous now. He followed Mo Xiaonian's instructions and put the rope around his waist.

Mo Xiaonian handed the other end of the rope to Yue Lu and Bai Ji.

"When I ask you to pull later, pull hard together!"

Mo Xiaonian's calmness in the face of danger calmed Yue Luye down. He turned around and shouted to the people in the tribe, "Listen to Xiaonian and follow her instructions!"

Mo Xiaonian has already groped to the edge of the quagmire.

This mud pit was filled with fallen leaves and branches, and it looked no different from an ordinary forest. No wonder Fu Cang stepped into it.

The edge of this quagmire is a little harder, but when it reaches Fu Cang's position, the sinking speed becomes extremely fast.

"Fu Cang, hold on to the rope and move your body's center of gravity forward, onto your chest and arms. Then, with the help of the rope's force, try to pull out one leg first!"

Linghua screamed and interrupted Mo Xiaonian.

"With so many of us, if we work together, we can definitely pull Fu Cang up. Don't listen to her, listen to me and work together..."

"shut up!"

Mo Xiaonian interrupted Linghua harshly.

She rarely gets so angry. This stupid woman, who obviously knows nothing but is still ordering others around, is simply sick!

"Fu Cang, do you believe me?"

"I believe you, I'll do whatever you say!"

"Okay, now listen to me and move your center of gravity forward, but make sure to use the power of the rope. Hold the rope tightly with both hands and keep your body against the rope. Don't lie directly on the mud. Slowly, pull your right leg out with all your strength."

When Fu Cang tried to pull his legs out, he realized how serious the quagmire was.

It was clearly just some soft mud, but he tried his best to pull his right leg out a little bit, and it felt like a giant beast was biting his leg from below.

Fu Cang now knew that Mo Xiaonian's decision was completely correct. If the people in the tribe had really relied on brute force to pull him out, he might have been cut in half before he was even pulled out of the quagmire.

Fortunately, his arms were incredibly strong, and with the rope as leverage, he was finally able to exert his strength, grab the rope, and try hard to pull his right leg out.

The people in the tribe did not dare to relax at all. They all used all their strength to pull the rope. The rope was stretched tightly, which gave Fu Cang a lot of help.

In this way, under the gaze of everyone, Fu Cang took a cup of tea and finally pulled his right leg out of the mud.

When his right leg was pulled out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did Mo Xiaonian realize that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Great, Fu Cang, you are really amazing. Relax the leg you pulled out and lay it flat on the mud. Then, in one go, pull your left leg out as well!"

Fu Cang now saw hope for survival, and all the potential in his body burst out. He pulled the rope with both arms as hard as he could, and then with a force of his left leg, he was pulled out of the mud.

"Great! Now don't struggle, just lie flat on the mud. Everyone, listen to my orders, when I shout three, everyone work together to pull Fu Cang up!"

All the people in the tribe worked together to drag Fu Cang out of the quagmire to a safe place.

Mo Xiaonian had already rushed over, lifted up Fu Cang's face and examined it carefully.

What she feared most was that during the dragging process, mud would fill Fu Cang's mouth and nostrils, causing him to suffocate.

Fortunately, Fu Cang was not a pushover. He kept his head high the whole time. Except for some mud on his chin, the rest of his body was not stained at all.

Fu Cang stood up quickly when he reached a safe place, and did not forget to collect the rope on his body and hang it around his waist.

This rope is so strong. I don’t know where Mo Xiaonian found it from. He has never seen such a strong and durable rope before.

Fu Cang became full of energy when he reached a safe place, but Mo Xiaonian suddenly collapsed to the ground, covering his chest and coughing violently.

"Xiao Nian, are you okay?"

Fu Cang didn't care that he was covered in mud and squatted in front of Mo Xiaonian to check on her condition.