I'm not a wild eater

Some small saplings that Muqing didn't clean up were directly broken and crushed.

Other fine weeds and vines are not a problem.

Bang Bang Bang, Bang Bang Bang, Bang Bang Bang

It only took Muqing an hour to run from the top of the mountain to the camp.

And his bundled big bamboo tube was rushing towards the foot of the mountain in an unstoppable posture.

"Don't, don't go, stop quickly."

"Master, wait for me." Standing about four or five meters away from the camp, Mu Qing stamped his feet anxiously.

It looked very much like the helpless and irritable little lady in an ancient costume drama who watched the rich and powerful husband run away with others.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang! !

After a while, three blunt bangs came from down the hillside, and the sound of the big bamboo tube falling stopped.

It's not clear if they were blocked by something or if they had fallen to the edge of the river bank.

"I buy it!"

Mu Qing put his hands on his forehead, feeling that his whole body was not well.

[Awesome, my bamboo. 】

【Brother Mu, why didn't you just sit on the bamboo tube and experience a jungle gliding 2333. 】

[To be honest, it looks quite fun, much more exciting than an amusement park. 】

[This, this, this will not go directly to the river, will it? 】

[So, don't throw a boulder from a height. 】

[Don't build a shelter, just make a bamboo raft and go swimming in the mountains and rivers, hahaha. 】

[So many bamboos have to be brought back from the bottom, my brother Mu is too miserable. 】

"Listening to the movement just now, it seems more like being blocked, I'll go down and have a look."

Mu Qing explained, and walked down the hillside.

This explanation is not less ridiculed as self-comfort.

From the camp to the foot of the mountain, Muqing had never cleaned up the weeds and vines.

A path was abruptly cleared by the big bamboo tube, and it was not difficult to walk.

Muqing walked to the middle of the camp to the foot of the mountain, and saw the big bundle of bamboo.

It was stuck horizontally between two big trees.

A few meters ahead, there was a big tree with obvious signs of being hit.

"Well, the case is solved."

"After the bundle of uncle rolled down, it first hit the big tree above it hard."

"Resistance caused him to change direction, from rushing down vertically to rolling down sideways, and finally hit these two big trees sideways, and stopped here."

"It means that the distance and height of these two trees are suitable. If they are separated by a few meters, it can directly rush down from here."

Muqing stepped forward and observed the condition of the bamboo.

Luckily, the bundled bamboo wasn't completely broken or split.

"In order to ensure the firmness of the big bamboo tube, I tied a total of three thick vines at the head, tail and middle."

"Now the section at the tail has been broken, and the other two sections are also severely worn, but fortunately they are not broken."

"As long as another one is broken, these bamboos will be scattered all over the forest, and we have to pick them up one by one."

"The current situation is still good, not very miserable."

Mu Qing patted the bamboo, and seemed somewhat relieved.

【Brother Mu really has an invincible mentality. 】

[A person like an anchor should have a pretty good life in life. 】

[Anchor: To be reasonable, I have never been afraid of anyone. 】

[Brother Mu has never lost in the matter of doing ideological work for himself. 】

Chapter 37

It is unrealistic to carry such a large bundle back or pull it back.

Muqing had to untie the vines and drag them back one by one.

After moving all the dozen bamboos, I lay down on the pile of bamboo.

"Finally got them all down, it's killing me."

"During the last few trips, I regretted it in my heart. If I knew it, I would move five back first."

"But now, lying on this pile of bamboo, I feel that this is the right decision."

"call!"

Mu Qing took a deep breath, rubbed his sore arms, untied two plantain cores from the tree and threw them into the fire.

He took out a bottle of water from his backpack and sat on the bamboo pile to drink it.

After drinking water, I ate two plantain cores.

Muqing first cut off a section of bamboo tube from the big bamboo.

Start a fire, pour water, and put the bamboo tube into the fire.

As long as conditions permit, drinking hot water is definitely safer than drinking unboiled water.

Taking advantage of the time to boil the water, Mu Qing took out a thin bamboo.