Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 129 Survival on the Island
The sun was warm and the breeze was clear. The civet cat licked its hands, then jumped into the bamboo forest behind the old house. After walking a few steps, it meowed a few times on the path and disappeared without a trace. Wang Hengqing Called softly: "Little flower, little flower."

Walking into the bamboo forest, the light and shadow are mottled, and you don't know where you are. The surroundings are quiet, except for the rustling of the bamboo leaves in the wind.

It's so quiet. Is this a dream? Is it a dream?
Wang Heng woke up from his dream. The sun was very warm. How long had it been since he had seen such a bright morning light?

In an instant, I remembered that I had been poisoned by the incense of Bai Yuan Cult in the tree house, and had been silenced and killed by Shi Xiaomei and the others?
He looked around and saw that he seemed to be sleeping in a hut, on a bed made of straw and covered with a quilt.

He stood up and walked a few steps. There was no pain in his body, nor any discomfort after being poisoned. He had all his clothes and socks, and the robe he brought with him was placed beside the bed. Could it be that Little Sister Shi was trying to scare him?

When he walked out of the hut, he saw a sheet of white snow with slight signs of melting. It seemed that he had been unconscious for a short time. Was it the morning of the next day or the morning of the third day?
There is a well outside the hut, and there are several large bluestones scattered next to it, all covered with thick snow. A few messy footprints in the snow lead into the distance.

Wang Heng followed the footprints all the way, and after about [-] steps, he came to the lakeside. The footprints disappeared. In front of him was the vast water, with dots of fishing villages in the distance.

It seems that Shi Xiaomei and the others put themselves in the hut and rowed away by the water.

Wang Heng felt at ease. They should have fled to the world, and it was unlikely that they would come back to kill anyone and silence them.

Hungry followed, and he returned to the thatched hut along the same route, taking with him a lot of cakes and dried fruits in the bag. After eating hastily, he decided to explore along the waterside to find a way to the outside.

After half a day's work, there is no way out.

Wang Heng generally understood that this was a medium-sized island, surrounded by water, with no land routes to the outside. The only means of transportation in and out of the island should have been shaken away by Shi Xiaomei and her group.

This is not a deserted island. There should be no wild animals. There are tea trees all over the hills and fields. However, it is not the season for tea picking, so there is no one there. Thinking about it this way, I feel relieved. When spring begins, there will definitely be tea pickers on the island. , and he was rescued.

At this moment, the most important thing is to survive. The only house on the island is the thatched house where Wang Heng woke up. Surprisingly, he found many daily utensils. There is a stove next to the well, and there are iron woks, firewood, flint and tinder. , coarse bowls and chopsticks, and even half a bag of brown rice and a jar of pickled mustard.

Wang Heng realized that this was probably a temporary residence for tea pickers. Shi Xiaomei had good intentions in finding such a place to house him.

I don’t know when the tea pickers will land on the island, so Wang Heng decided to save some brown rice. When he lived in the countryside, he used firewood stoves with his family servants. From a technical point of view, it was a bit difficult to cook the rice. He cooked a wok in an iron wok. The porridge was just okay.

There is no calendar in the mountains, so he is afraid of forgetting the day. At night, when the clouds fall to the west, he uses tiles to draw a horizontal line on the yellow mud wall.

After two or three days, the snow melted away, revealing the green Wushan Mountain and the vastness of Taihu Lake. Wang Heng wandered by the lake every day, with sails dotted in the distance, but no ship approached the island.

After the snow melted, I found a patch of green vegetables sprouting around the hut. It seemed that they were vegetable seeds that had been sown not long ago. I don't know when the vegetable growers will be able to come and take a look.

After eating vegetable porridge for a few days, Wang Heng found a nest of bird eggs in the reed pond by the lake. He also found a bamboo fish and shrimp basket placed by the water. When he picked it up, he actually harvested a few small fish and shrimps, so his life was pretty good. Yes, very interesting.

In the early morning of the 15th, Wang Heng went to the waterside to freshen up as usual so that he would not be too unkempt.Suddenly a bird flew towards him, shouting loudly: "Bad guy, bad guy." Wang Heng was startled, and looked up to see a red-billed green-feathered parrot spinning in the air several times, and shouted again: "Bad guy, bad guy." ." Suddenly the parrot flew towards the lake.

How does this parrot look like the little green girl in the colorful group?

I don’t know when a small boat appeared on the lake and slowly rowed towards the island.

Wang Heng stood in a conspicuous place by the water so that people on the boat in the distance could see clearly.

The boat gradually approached. In addition to the boatman, there were three people on the boat. The two people standing in the bow were Wang Cai and Zhuge Xian. The parrot was standing on Xiao Cai's shoulder. The person in the stern was unknown, holding a thin dog, maybe a hired man. Wang Heng was overjoyed to come looking for someone and waved desperately to the boat.

The boatman tied the cable to the old willow tree by the lake, and Xiaocai and Zhuge Xian flew down.

Xiaocai complained: "Seventh brother, I am exhausted. Two pairs of shoes have been worn out, and my waist and legs are almost broken. This mountain road is really not meant for people to walk."

Wang Heng said with a smile: "I asked you to exercise more on weekdays. You either sleep in or catch up on homework every day. If you can't practice boxing twice a month, you will suffer a big loss now."

He was talking to himself, feeling that it was not appropriate. He was about to change the subject and take advantage of the situation, but Wang Cai lowered his head and said, "Seventh brother, I was wrong. I will go to bed early and get up early in the future, and practice boxing every day."

Zhuge Xian patted Wang Heng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Wang Qi, you look good and have courage."

Wang Heng Hao Ran said: "After eating pickles for half a month, my complexion is still better."

Xiaocai took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and asked Wang Heng to cushion his stomach. Wang Heng said with emotion: "I never thought I would be able to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

It turned out that not long after the wind and snow stopped, the passenger ship from Wannianqiao Ferry to Dongting Xishan resumed sailing. Wang Cai and Zhuge Xian came to Xishan and found Wanhu Village. They heard that the seventh son of Wang was missing.

Wanhu Village has dispatched almost all the villagers to search the mountain with dogs, and the reward has been as high as 1000 taels of silver for bringing back the living person, and 200 taels of silver for providing effective clues.

When the Huang family saw Wang Qigong's descendants coming, they immediately organized a large-scale search again. When Wang Cai and Zhuge Xian met, they still couldn't figure it out. They felt that the Huang family's search was in the wrong direction, so they simply quit Wanhu Village and found another way.

Xiaocai hurried back to Taicang Prefecture and went to Cangjiang Fengyue Tower in Wulingqiao to invite the little green girl to come to Xishan with her parrot Xiaocui. This parrot is very smart. He can fly high and see far. He has seen Wang Qi before. Young Master, maybe he can be found by it.

Zhuge Xian borrowed a few people and a boat from the Herbal Medicine Guild in Xishan, Dongting. When Wang Cai came back from Taicang, he took his parrot Xiaocui and his thin dog to the small islands near Xishan one by one.

I happened to be near here today, and luckily I was recognized by the parrot Xiaocui.

(End of this chapter)