Now, I can only struggle in the gap of this big net.
The wormwood here is taller than people, and it is extremely tough because of the entanglement of vines. I groped with my feet deep and shallow, using my hands and feet, and soon I was sweating like a pig. After groping for a long time, I finally understand that I can't find the way down the mountain.
..... completely lost in the sea of weeds, trees and thorns, like a drowning man, I looked up at the sky, and an eagle circled overhead, sometimes calling. Maybe, I have been booked for their dinner.
Many lovely faces and lovely images suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and my heart trembled slightly and hurt a little.
At this moment, I heard the short buzz of wild boar nearby.
It's almost certain to be a wild boar. There are no families around here. I held my breath, tried to find the cry, and finally found it standing on the ridge and looking at me. Its coat color is a little black and red, its mouth and head can account for half of its body, and its two tusks are particularly eye-catching. We looked at each other face to face, about ten or twenty steps apart.
The wild boar looked very excited, panting and foaming at the mouth. Suddenly, it let out a deep cry, turned its head and ran away with its tail between its legs.
I was sweating all over, and my right hand trembled slightly. After a while, I decided to go to the wild boar because it was high and my vision might be wider. Maybe I can find my way down the mountain.
At this moment, I felt a numbness at the back of my neck, and then I was numb from the top of my head to my heel like an electric shock. I covered my neck with my left hand, pulled out my knife with my right hand, and forced myself to turn my head as slowly as possible. I saw a wolf, not far from me, looking at me with malicious intent.
I am very angry. If I hadn't been entangled in the grass tightly, I would have rushed up to give it a knife, but now I can't get away. I saw through its intention: when I was exhausted and exhausted, I attacked from behind. Guys like wolves are best at bullying people and seizing opportunities, so I can't show any fear.
I forced myself to move slowly towards the ridge and looked at it out of the corner of my eye, and it followed slowly behind. I held the handle tightly and thought, if you dare to offend me, I will poke you into some transparent holes. When people are angry, they often burst into infinite power. I feel my courage and strength have greatly increased, and I am confident that I can deal with this shameful guy.
There is a strange smell in the air. I feel that time has stopped, wormwood keeps hitting my face, and the branches keep gathering and leaving me. Several trees have lost all their leaves, but they just reach into the sky in despair.
I don't know how long it took, but I finally reached the ridge, where the trees were sparse and low, the weeds only reached my knees, and my vision was relatively broad. Standing here, the scenery below the mountain is unobstructed: a path appears in the trampled weeds, which is my route up the mountain.
An ecstasy quickly spread throughout the body. I turned around and looked at the wolf. I burst into laughter and screamed at the vast mountains. I saw the wolf jumping on the grass, looking funny. It walked to another ridge, yawned, and then walked along the ridge to the top of the mountain.
The setting sun painted the ridge with gold. I quickly took out my camera and left a beautiful silhouette for the wolf.
At night, I was lying on the sofa, rubbing wine on the wound, feeling weak and speechless.
I'll grind that security guard's waist knife tomorrow.
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