Picking up a greedy snake [Liao Zhai]

Gu Huai fell into the icy cold river water, and was so cold that he lost consciousness all over his body.The blood on the back of the waist was still bubbling out one by one, staining the surrounding river red.

He sank into the river, choked on several sips of water, and tried to swim up with his hands and feet, but found that he couldn't use his strength at all.Just as his body was getting heavier and his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, he faintly felt that something soft but firm was firmly supporting his back, and then he was lifted onto the water on his back.

The moment his face touched the air, Gu Huai coughed heart-piercingly.He waved his arms subconsciously, hugging a wet and fluffy thing.

After he regained his strength a little, he realized that what he was holding was a dog's head.Husky Xiaoqing opened his mouth wide, drooping his tongue, struggling to pull the water surface with his four paws, and brought Gu Huai up to float.

Gu Huai had a sore nose, rubbed the wet dog's head, and called out with a sob: "Xiaoqing..."

They floated on the river for nearly a day, one person and one dog, before they were washed to the bank by the current.During this period, Gu Huai tried his best to tense his nerves, and almost passed out several times, but he gritted his teeth and survived.

He experienced countless times of desperation, which made him want to give up struggling, and just sink to the bottom of the water to die, but when he looked at Xiaoqing, who was still trying to swim with his tongue sticking out and dressed in rough clothes, Gu Huai went to the water again. The decision still has to go on.

When they saw the land from a distance, Gu Huai finally saw hope, the hope of life.

They swam to the shore and collapsed on the land, exhausted, panting heavily.Gu Huai felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, as if he was about to fall into a deep sleep.

At this time, Xiaoqing who was next to him yelled "Wow, woof" twice, and Gu Huai sat up from the ground cleverly.

He couldn't sleep, and when he fell asleep, he couldn't wake up again.He touched the piece of jade tied to his wrist, he had to complete the tasks entrusted to him by Wang Tiezhu, and he wanted to go back to see his father alive, so he couldn't die in such an inexplicable place.

The wound on the back of the waist has been soaked in water and is numb.Fuan's stab was not too deep, otherwise he might have lost too much blood and died while in the water.

Gu Huai took off his top to his waist, revealing his flexible and vigorous upper body.With some difficulty, he turned his head to look at the wound on the back of his waist, but he couldn't see the original shape of the wound clearly.

There was a pile of frothy white objects floating on the wound, and he knew that it was most likely that the wound was infected because it had been soaked in the river water for too long.

What to do, there were no antibiotics in ancient times, and if this continued, no matter how hard he tried to survive, he still couldn't escape a word of death in the end.Gu Huai sat on the ground and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he got up from the ground and limped towards a forest.

Xiaoqing stood up vigilantly following him, wailed twice, and followed behind him.

The ground of the jungle was covered with dead branches and fallen leaves. Gu Huai carefully selected a few thicker and clean ones from the ground, and then took out a short knife to cut off some branches from the tree.

He had been busy for a long time, and his palms were also scratched with wounds.Finally, he returned to the place where they had just come ashore with a bunch of sticks in his arms.

He selected two tree trunks with the right shape and thickness, peeled off the bark little by little with a short knife, and pierced many small holes on them to make the surface rough and uneven.

Then, according to the way he had seen in the survival program, he aimed at the sun and rubbed the roughest parts of the two logs desperately. As a result, he was exhausted and sweated, but there was still no spark.

Gu Huai lay on his back on the ground like a broken jar, thinking that it seems that survival shows are all deceptive, why can't he do things like make a fire by rubbing?

After slumping on the ground for a while, he got up quickly.

This time, he put dry grass under the two tree trunks, and then put a wooden stick on the bottom and one on top, and rubbed them quickly.

Last time he mainly used brute force, but this time, he tried to reduce the force appropriately and speed up the friction.

It didn't take long before he was excited to find that sparks started to pop out from the friction between the two sticks.Gu Huai didn't dare to relax for a moment, and rubbed at a faster speed, causing sparks to splash on the withered grass.

The firelight on the withered grass grew bigger and bigger, and finally burned brightly and enthusiastically.

Gu Huai hurriedly started to add firewood bit by bit, and after a while, it ignited into a big flame.

Xiaoqing looked at the scorching bright fire, sobbed in fear and took two steps back.Gu Huai ran over to hug it, buried his face in its fur, and choked up almost crying: "Xiaoqing, we are saved..."

Xiaoqing whimpered softly, and let Gu Huai hold her without moving, her eyes became sparkling and watery.

After a long time, Gu Huai got up from Xiaoqing's body, with a solemn expression and firm eyes.

He took out the close-fitting short knife and placed it above the flames to roast, biting his back molars tightly, and his mandibles were agitating slightly.

In order to prevent life-threatening infection of the wound, only the infected part of the wound can be removed under this condition.There should be a lot of bacteria left on the knife, and he needs to sterilize the blade with high temperature.

In such an environment, there are no antibiotics, let alone anesthetics, and there is only a big dog who is equally fragile and needs to be rescued by his side.

Gu Huai really wasn't sure if he could make it through, maybe before the rotten meat was cleaned up, he would already be tortured to death.

However, if you don't do this, how can you survive on this deserted island?Do you still expect Mr. Lan to save you?

Thinking of Mr. Lan, Gu Huai's hand holding the knife trembled, and a deep tenderness appeared on his face.

He smiled wryly, and said in his heart that Mr. Lan must have given up on him after his merciless rejection many times, so how could he come to rescue him at such a time?

Thinking of this, Gu Huai's heart throbbed violently.Such heartache made him feel a little contempt for himself. He was obviously no longer a youth of seventeen or eighteen, so why did he still have these unrealistic fantasies?

He shook his head, drove away the figure in his mind, stared fixedly at the red blade, swallowed with some fear.

Then, he turned his head, looked at the ugly wound on the back of his waist, took a breath, and stabbed firmly at that place.

"Ah!!" A heart-piercing scream scared away the birds on the tree.Xiao Qing was also taken aback, and stood up in a jerk, staring at Gu Huai with her ears pricked up and her eyes wide open.

At this time, Gu Huai's whole body was shaking like a sieve, and there was an inarticulate wail in his throat, but the hand holding the knife didn't even shake, and cut off the piece of rotten flesh precisely.

Gu Huai lay down on the ground with no strength, letting the scarlet blood flow out from his waist again.

Xiaoqing yelled "Wow, woof" twice, and then Sa Yazi galloped, running farther and farther, and finally disappeared from Gu Huai's sight.

Gu Huai looked at the direction where Xiaoqing disappeared, feeling helpless and sad.It seems that even Xiaoqing will abandon him this time...

He propped up his exhausted and aching body, put the bloody and carrion-stained blade on the flame, and continued to roast it until the blade surface was roasted red again, before he pulled it back and stuck it on the bleeding wound.

There was another scream, and accompanied by the sound of "呲啦", white smoke rose from Gu Huai's flesh, his blood boiled and rolled, and finally evaporated in the air, turning into a black mass on the wound superior.

It wasn't until he felt that the blood was no longer flowing out that Gu Huai took the knife away and fell back to the ground again.This time, he could no longer bear the fierce drowsiness and fell into darkness.

***

Gu Huai was woken up by being licked by something wet. He reluctantly opened his eyes and found that the husky was washing his face with saliva.

Gu Huai rubbed its head with a smile, two tears leaked from the corners of its eyes, and said in a crying voice, "Xiaoqing...Xiaoqing, you are back..."

Xiao Qing arched Gu Huai's neck with her long mouth, and hummed coquettishly twice.

Gu Huai got up on the ground, and saw a dead rabbit lying beside the fire.The rabbit's neck was completely torn apart, leaving a bit of skin and flesh, and it looked as if it had been bitten to death by some ferocious animal.

Gu Huai suddenly found that the white fur around Xiaoqing's mouth was stained with blood, and asked in surprise, "Xiaoqing...is this the rabbit you caught?"

Xiao Qing didn't deny it, she lay down beside Gu Huai and looked at him.

The tip of Gu Huai's nose felt a little sour. He thought that before he passed out, Xiaoqing ran away to leave him, but unexpectedly, he went hunting to find food for him.

Gu Huai sucked his nose twice, and he stopped being pretentious.He directly cut the rabbit twice with a short knife, peeled off the rabbit skin, then put the rabbit on a wooden stick, and roasted the whole stand on the fire.

His wound was still aching, and his head was a little dizzy.He felt that he might have a fever, but in this situation, he didn't care about some slight discomfort in his body.

Now, all he can do is to survive on this small island, waiting for the ships to pass by.

He sometimes thinks, what if no ship ever comes?In that case, do I really want to become a savage on this deserted island and stay for the rest of my life?

He couldn't go home to report his father's safety, and he failed the entrustment of the undead, so what's the point of his being alive?

However, Xiaoqing didn't seem to feel his troubles at all.It seems to like the fresh and beautiful environment of this island very much, and now it is jumping around excitedly and wants to bite its own tail to play.

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If this continues, this article will become a survival and farming article in the wild QAQ