deep stream wild flowers

After the shock from the black smoke, the three of them rested for a while and continued on their way.

However, the further we went, the denser the forest, the more thorns, and the taller the bushes. In the end, there was almost no way for Principal Renlang to use his machete to open the way.

Counting the time, the three of them worked hard with all their strength, and within an hour or two, they didn't walk a mile.

It seems that there is only another way out.

In the forest, the light is not good. Looking at the watch, it is 04:30 in the afternoon, but the light in the forest looks like dusk. What's more, Principal Wolf was horrified to find that the compass they brought seemed to have dizziness. Same, pointing at random.

What happened? Could it be that the compass is broken? Impossible. This is a new product specially ordered by Principal Wolf to come back from outside urgently. It can’t be a copycat, right?

When Principal Wolf was dumbfounded, Zimei looked around, relying on her rich experience, she knew that the three of them were lost.

"I lost my way so quickly, what should I do? It would be great if Heihu was here." Wenwen was the first to hiss.

"Don't count on that stupid dog! Right now, we can only go back the same way and see if there is a new way to go." Principal Wolf said angrily.

For the first time, Zimei didn't argue with Principal Lang this time, maybe she was also frightened.

Getting lost in the mountains was no joke, and now, she just hoped that Heihu would find the three of them quickly.

The night on the mountain came quickly, and before Principal Wolf and the three could go far, it was getting dark. As a last resort, they had to camp on the spot.

At night, the temperature immediately dropped a lot, and the three hurriedly added clothes to themselves, but because they sweated a lot during the day and didn't take a shower for several nights, the sticky taste was really uncomfortable, Principal Wolf It's better, anyway, smelly men, it doesn't matter if they don't wash or not, but Zimei and Wenwen are different, they are big girls, the flowers are as fresh, especially Wenwen, always feel itchy all over, which is strange and uncomfortable.

It's just that there are no blisters here, let alone hot water.

A bonfire was ignited in a relatively open woodland, and the three of them sat by the bonfire, eating dry food, while frowning, and fell into a brief silence.