Live the leisurely life of the mountain village

Chapter 595 The Old Man's Advice

Zhuang Qiu was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while and handed the kettle back.

"One is enough. I know it will take some time for you to go back to the town. It will be very difficult without water."

The old man waved his hand.

"No, I've been walking in this desert all my life, and I won't get lost. It's only a day's journey from here to the town. Although I will feel thirsty, I will definitely not die because of it. "

"When I get to the town, I'll have a source of water."

"But you are different. From what I see of you, you want to go to the opposite mountain range?"

Zhuang Qiu nodded honestly.

Only getting there is the only way to successfully escape from this desert.

The old man continued.

"If you want to go there, it will take at least two or three days. I'll watch the weather on the way. Maybe you will catch a sandstorm."

"Originally, I wanted to persuade you to hide in this wooden house for a day, and then go on your way after the sandstorm has passed, but I thought, if you don't have food and water, you will die here. But it's better to go out and try your luck .”

Saying that, the old man took Zhuang Qiu's hand, put the kettle firmly on Zhuang Qiu's hand, and said.

"This water can kill you all, it's much more valuable than giving it to me. Take it."

After finishing speaking, the old man carried his luggage on his back and approached the dusty sky again.

Like a lonely ascetic.

The outdoor scene was naturally seen by the water friends in the live broadcast room.

"Let me see such a touching scene so early in the morning, my disappointing tears."

"Isn't it? There are still many very good people in this world."

"Hey, you know, in the desert, water is more important to people than our money."

"But what happened to the sandstorm the old man talked about."

……

Zhuang Qiu also shook his head.

"I don't know exactly how the old man saw that there would be a sandstorm, but if he lived in this desert for more than 20 years, he must know the desert like the back of his hand."

"Then what should you do, stay here or leave."

"That's right, I feel that the old man's tone is very serious, as if it is very dangerous."

"Let's not talk about sandstorms in the desert, even encountering sandstorms on flat ground is terribly uncomfortable."

"If you encounter a sandstorm in the desert, you will be buried alive."

……

Zhuang Qiu looked at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, and his face became serious.

Zhuang Qiu shook the kettle in his hand.

Adding up the two jugs, there can be nearly [-] milliliters of water.

This water is absolutely not surplus.

It is indeed safer to stay here.

But I am afraid that there will not be enough water to support them out of this desert.

Zhuang Qiu looked at the kettle in his hand, turned around and walked in.

Zhuang Qiu decisively pulled Huayuelou up.

The two packed up and continued on their way.

At first, Zhuang Qiu didn't feel anything unusual.

But the more you walk, the more it feels wrong.

Zhuang Qiu keenly noticed that the wind seems to be a little bit stronger today.

But the strong wind only brought sand blowing, and did not bring the feeling of cooling.

Zhuang Qiu and Hua Yuelou still felt that the moisture in their bodies was losing rapidly.

Zhuang Qiu asked Huayuelou to take a sip of water in his mouth and not to swallow it.

This keeps your throat and lips moist.

It can reduce the feeling of thirst to a certain extent, thereby reducing the need for water.

The two walked forward step by step.

Suddenly, after turning over a sand dune, the two saw a huge camel.

But the camel was lying on the ground without any movement.

The water friends in the live broadcast room also saw it and asked.

"Is that thing in front of you a camel? Am I right?"

"Looks like a dead camel"

"There are wild camels in this desert?"

"There should be none. This should be a local camel. Think about it. There are natives here. How could there be camels?"

"Yes, but what's the matter with this camel?"

……

Huayuelou and Zhuang Qiu looked at each other, and hurried forward to check.

After walking in, Zhuang Qiu saw that the camel's eyes were closed and its nostrils were no longer breathing.

Zhuang Qiu checked back and forth, and then cut the camel's legs with a knife to check.

I saw the blood inside flowed out instantly.

Zhuang Qiu said.

"This should be a camel that died not long ago. We seem to be really lucky."

Huayuelou sat down on the ground.

"I thought it was a living one, waiting to carry us away, I really couldn't walk."

Zhuang Qiu shook his head, playing with his camel back and forth.

"No, in the desert, everything is a treasure."

"Even if this camel is dead, it can save our lives."

After speaking, Zhuang Qiu took a longer knife from his bag and stabbed it into the camel's belly.

In an instant the camels were separated.

The internal organs were exposed.

Huayuelou couldn't help frowning, feeling a stench.

"What do you want, meat?"

Hua Yuelou asked while pinching her nose.

Zhuang Qiu pointed to the camel's stomach and said.

"Do you know what's in here?"

Huayuelou frowned and thought about it.

"What can there be in the stomach, the forage that has not been digested?"

Zhuang Qiu shook his head.

"This camel is more than just allowing us to eat meat."

After speaking, Zhuang Qiu separated the camel's stomach.

There is a lot of water mixed with the gastric juice of the camel.

Zhuang Qiu put his palms together quickly, forming a "hand basin" shape, to scoop up the liquid in the camel's stomach.

Huayuelou smelled a sour smell from a long distance away.

Zhuang Qiu seemed to have no sense of smell or taste at all, so he started drinking.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded seeing Zhuang Qiu's operation.

"What is this, is it really gastric juice?"

"This should be water. Isn't the water we drink is also in the stomach?"

"Wow, is this drinkable? Is it really not dirty?"

"I think you really forgot where it was after you met a native, and you're still thinking about whether it's dirty or not."

……

I don't know if it was the barrage of water friends in the live broadcast that reminded Huayuelou.

Huayuelou also reflected it as if she had just woken up from a dream, walked forward, imitated Zhuang Qiu's example, and clasped her hands into a bowl shape to hold the water in the camel's stomach to drink.

With one bite, Huayuelou almost vomited.

But it does feel like my thirst has been relieved.

(End of this chapter)