Good mountain!

The green pines and cypresses, the beautiful peaks and strange stones are as beautiful as clouds and mists, mountain springs; the apes leaps and eagles cry, and the green bamboos and dense forests are not disturbed by the world.

"What a great place!" Fang Chang walked halfway up the mountain and looked at this beautiful place not far away. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Standing at this position, you can see a spacious hill not far away, lying quietly among the continuous peaks surrounded by clouds and mist.

There are small open spaces on the side of the hill, and dense forests are distributed except for the open spaces. Behind it is the edges of the mountain peaks, deep into the clouds, and in front is a long and deep cliff, which is dozens of feet away from the square, without any risk of floods.

The stream originates from the mountain springs above the slope, gathering the trickle of the mountains, flowing from this place to the deep valley, with a clear sound. The dense plants and trees are distributed far and near, as if there are small animals appearing.

What a pure, free and blessed place!

Fang Chang looked around, and a trace of inspiration flashed in his heart. He knew that the opportunity was approaching, so he couldn't help but feel secretly happy: "This place is destined to me."

Next, I need to find a path to go over and observe the surroundings. I feel that it takes some effort.

Tighten his luggage on his back, he gently stepped on the protruding stones, branches that could leverage force, and skillfully approached the gentle open space from the mountains.

Halfway through the road, Fangchang stood on a slightly larger footstone, identified the direction, and found that the sun had passed the highest point.

From your current location to your destination, you also need to go around the peak. This distance is quite long and the mountain is quite steep.

Looking up, the vines were surround and layered, and occasionally hanging a few were like long ropes stretching toward the ground.

He had an idea and found a thick rattan, measured the length and position, then reached out to try to see if it was strong, then held it with both hands and kicked it hard!

"Huh!"

Fang Chang spoke and swung lightly across the mountain.

Feeling that the soles of his feet were already stable, he immediately let go of the rattan in his hand and grabbed the bushes beside him.

A few small stones that were trampled down rolled down the hillside, and some small animals below were frightened and jumped around.

He tied up the coarse cloth clothes on his body and climbed up dozens of feet. As soon as he turned over, he was already standing on the ground. The sunlight shone through the branches and sprinkled on him, making him look more heroic.

He was wearing a square scarf, as if he was dressed as a scholar, but he was agile and agile in his long actions, without seeing the fireworks. He seemed to be a link between the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth.

Through the woods, it is the open space I saw before. The soil here is quite thick, but there are also rocky beaches.

Looking for a small piece of clear and clean open space with few weeds, Fang Chang unloaded his luggage on his back and prepared to settle down here.

In the luggage of the long-backed luggage were several pieces of change of laundry, a set of old bedding, a few needles and threads, a pack of coarse salt, half a piece of leftover dry food, and two books, except that, nothing was left.

He looked around.

The beautiful mountain peaks are filled with faint clouds and mist, varying in height, from far or near, and faintly surrounded this hill. Around them, monkeys are jumping around, chasing and playing on the tall trees that are spreading around.

Fang Chang once again identified the direction below. The place where he was at his feet was a huge gentle slope. The north was a mountain that penetrated the clouds. The terrain at the end of the south gradually rose and extended toward the cliff.

The view of the east and west directions is open, and there must be the beauty of the rising sun. The scenery tomorrow morning is worth looking forward to. The wind blows from the mountains, with freshness and coolness, and it blows comfortably on your face.

The next step is to create a fire.

The fog and dew in the mountains make Fang Chang's hair, clothes and shoes feel damp. Although Fang Chang has long been afraid of hot and cold, he will still feel uncomfortable in the end.

There were woods around him, and it was easy to collect firewood. As long as you search for dead branches and leaves, they were everywhere. But a considerable part of them were not dry enough. Fortunately, Fangchang found a few pieces of hay from under a large rock facing the sun, which made him quite happy.

The mountain stream was dozens of steps away, Fang Chang walked over and scooped up water and drank it. Then he walked back to the pile of firewood, and selected a large cypress from it, as well as a straight and hard branch.

The process of making fire was not good. He just maintained pressure from top to bottom and quickly rubbed the branches. It took him nearly half a quarter of an hour to see Mars.

Put Mars gently on the hay and blow it carefully, and the flames begin to rise.

First throw the slightly thinner branches into it, and after the fire is slightly larger, put in the thicker branches. Then pick out the wet firewood and place it neatly on the side so that it can be dried with the heat of the flame.

Fang Chang first roasted the coat and dried it, disassembled the hair and dried it, tied it up again, and then took out the last half of the dry food from the luggage and roasted it on the branches. This is the only and most suitable cooking method under the current conditions.

The fragrance quickly dissipated.

On the tree not far away, monkeys were jumping around. There was a little monkey with slightly white hair, which was very unique.

It squatted on the tree and quietly observed the whole process.

Regarding this strange human behavior, the monkey squatting on the tree was a simple idea in his heart:

Do you want to throw a stone at him?

In the end, the white-haired monkey relied on the wisdom it had gained to hold back this idea and stopped his fellow men.

The little monkey with wisdom has already developed, already knows to avoid misfortune.

Fang Chang had eaten the delicious dry food, added some firewood to the fire, and got up and walked towards the woods. He wanted to build a living place before dark, otherwise he could bear the dew at night and the luggage he brought could not bear.

It only takes three long trees to build a triangle shack, which is the easiest place to live. It is not difficult to find a few suitable broken branches in the dense woods around it.

He dragged the wood to the edge of the fire, added some fire again to prevent the fire from extinguishing, Fang Chang walked to the stream again and bent down to choose.

The stream was full of stones, all kinds of. The square long ones were selected as thin and sharp ones. As a stone knife, I cut some vines from the swinging position, and then went to find clean broad-leaved trees, so that the stone knife could cut some long branches and leaves down with force.

He moved the fire to a place, tied a few branches and leaves together as brooms, and swept the ground clean. The ground that was roasted by the bonfire was very dry, except for being a little hot for the time being.

Remove the excess branches from the three long trees, two short and one long stuck together, which made the solid shed frame. Then, Fangchang tied some slender branches on both sides with cut thin rattans, and then spread them with broad-leaved branches and leaves, and then built a qualified temporary shed.

The sun has set in the west.

Fang Chang laid some hay in the shack, opened his luggage, took out the bedding and spread it on it, and then threw the rest into the shack.

He took a few steps back and admired his work.

There is a green triangle shack on the open space, with debris piled up inside, a pile of blazing bonfires facing the exit of the shack, and there are several piles of firewood next to it. This scene is very wandering.

This starts well and is quite satisfactory.

The sky gradually darkened, and the square crawled into the shack, and there were crickets chirping in the grass around it. This is the first time since I traveled through time, today I feel so relaxed and so close to this world.

The white-haired monkey not far away was still observing motionlessly, and the more I looked, the more frightened she became.

Its body was a little numb when it had observed.

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