It is Bai Qinghao, and the white skin is busy with food every day.
Fang Xinxin has to help him many times, they have been soured.
The two lived ten days on the island. During the period, there were no ships passed, and even the planes on the sky did not see.
Two people analyze the situation under the eyes, and the rescue is afraid that there is no hope.
The only thing that is worthy is that Bai Qinghao has been thoroughly injured.
Ten days, two have accumulated a lot of fish and snake meat, and there is a pack of edible salt filtered again.
The daily existed dew except drinking, cook some food, and then save the next half a catty to barely rub it down.
There is no extra water bath at all.
In autumn, the temperature difference between the island is getting bigger and bigger.
Near the ranging from 2,200 meters, in addition to occasionally hit one or two pheasants, picking to a little wild fruit, there is no other animal.
It is impossible to make clothes for hunting with animals.
If you continue to stay on the island, wait until the winter is coming, there is no cold clothes, and the frozen can be frozen.
This morning, I collected dew, after breakfast, Bai Qinghao is ready to go to the island to see, there is no other animal, and Fang Xinxin is not assured, follow him.
Bai Qinghao went through the shirt that was cut, with a backbone, and put the antholic medicine box.
Pull the hand of Fang Xinxin, walk in the forest on the island.
Starting the trees are less and not secret, the more Linzi is deep, every step is a weed shrub, the trees are getting more and more intensive, after the 2,000 meters, the Tiantian tree does not even make the whole forest Blue sky.
The two people have a long wrist coarse firewood, used to shoot the weeds in front of the front, and use the stone to make the way to go back.
The more you go, the poisonous insects are more and more mosquitoes.
Look, can't go in the forest, or it is very dangerous.
Just when the two are ready to give up, the front of the big tree seems to be lying alone.
Fang Xinxin and Bai Qinghao have not been approached, and it is about 20 meters away. It is not a living person who is lying under the tree, but a corporate.
The corrugate is a deep sauce, which has long been unrecognizable, and the body wears a modern and paint shorts, and there is a backbench on the side, and a cuthai knife.
Fang Xin has flashed a very excited, "Husband, is there anyone in this island?"
"There is this possibility." Bai Qinghao smashed the paint sharp eye, "If so, we have saved."
"You said that this body is living in the island before living, or is it like us?" Fang Xinxin asked.
"He should live on the island." Bai Qinghao took the firewood next to him. "If you fall here, it is impossible to bring a firewood with you."
There is no close to the corrugation, because the body is full of big flies and poisonous worms, and the past is awkward, in case the poison can be bad.
"It is also." Fang Xinxin thoughtfully looked at the front at noon, still seems to be filled with foggy forest, on the fog, every serious, it seems to have traces of the firewood cutting, " You see the traces of those trees in the mist, it is the same scaffold, it seems that this person is cut before, it should be that he is afraid in the fog forest, the mark. "