My desert island eating chicken system

Chapter 101 Deserted Island Day 52 Boiling Water
Luo Yang picked up the bacon on the table, stuffed some of it into his mouth, and then lay down on the bed casually. He looked at everything in the room several times and found nothing strange.

"Get up, let me lie down too." Old Wang moved Luo Yang's body, and both of them lay on their backs on the bed.

Lao Wang has never touched the bed since he came to the deserted island. Now that he sees the bed, he just wants to lie on the bed and sleep soundly for three days and three nights. '

"Saoyang, let's sleep for a few days before leaving." Old Wang said with a look of enjoyment.

"Get out!" Luo Yang only gave him a simple word.

Chen Yuhan pushed the wooden table behind the door and pushed it against the door. The door lock on the door of this house is no longer usable due to years of disrepair.
Luo Yang sat up, pushed Old Wang up, gave the bed to Chen Yuhan, and signaled her to come over.She and Lao Wang retreated to the side, and Chen Yuhan couldn't refuse, she was the only woman here, and it was impossible for her and Luo Yang to sleep on the bed, although Luo Yang watched what should be seen and what should not be seen up.

"Then I will do my part." Chen Yuhan chuckled lightly, without any ladylike appearance, and threw herself directly on the bed.Lao Wang had no choice but to look at the bed and sigh.

The two people also swept the ground, piled some leaves on the ground, and then piled rags and clothes on it. It was only after seven o'clock, because it was getting late and it was too early to go to bed, so they walked around in the dark. It's not safe either. The three of them are now in a situation where they are full and have nothing to do.

"Sao Yang, it's going to be a long night, tell me something to listen to." Old Wang said to Luo Yang, shouting bacon.

Luo Yang didn't respond, but first tidied up the clothes under his body. The green robes on his body were not taken off by the three of them. The three of them, the oil lamp, and the log cabin, were wearing green robes. In the West, this is a typical magician.

Luo Yang shook his head mockingly, took out the daggers and short knives on his body, and then wiped them carefully with the torn clothes under his body. This is also one of Luo Yang's habits. Wipe the used weapons regularly, so as not to lose the key Moments are not bright.

Old Wang saw that Luo Yang cherished the knife in his hand and brought it close to his mouth, heaved a sigh of relief, then wiped it with a rag, then looked at the oil lamp to see if there was any problem, and then wiped it.

Luo Yang put his weapons neatly on the ground one by one, and inserted the first dagger in his hand into the pocket on his lap.

Then, Luo Yang started to wipe the second dagger, with a concentrated look, as if he didn't hear what Lao Wang said just now, Lao Wang rolled his eyes at Chen Yuhan, and then took the only dagger on his body The scabbard was thrown at Luo Yang together.

"Kang Dang"

The dagger fell next to Luo Yang, Luo Yang shook his head with a smile, then took Old Wang's dagger and put it between a pair of neatly placed weapons, Old Wang's dagger was about to be murdered, Luo Yang did the same Still cleaning his dagger, now, he has his second dagger in his hand.

Chen Yuhan chuckled lightly, took off her dagger from her body, and threw it in front of Luo Yang. Then she glared at Luo Yang and signaled. Luo Yang reluctantly picked up her dagger and placed it among a pile of weapons.

Chen Yuhan jumped out of bed and took out something from behind. Luo Yang looked up and saw that there was a thick stack of playing cards carved by Luo Yang. Luo Yang ignored her and continued to wipe the weapon.It's not too late to play again after wiping.
Chen Yuhan kicked Old Wang, and the two of them sat on the bed, leaving a blank space between them, and played "Kitten Fishing", a poker game that was entirely based on luck.

After a while, Luo Yang stood up, put his dagger and dagger into the bag, returned the other weapons to the two men, stretched his back, squatting on the ground for a long time, his legs were a little numb.

Luo Yang patted the dirt and leaves off his body, stood up, and played with the two of them for a while. After about ten o'clock, Luo Yang and Old Wang tidied up, got off the bed, and returned to their own hard floor.

At night, there was a slight rattling sound from the door panel, which lasted until dawn.

At dawn, Luo Yang got up first. He pushed the table away from the door and opened the door. The three of them packed up the things on the bed and moved forward. The fog was very light this morning. Unlike yesterday, when Lao Wang left the wooden house, there was still a fog. Reluctantly looked at the broken bed, although it was very old.

The three of them were a little short of water, because they ate bacon along the way, and the sun was very poisonous, so they drank the water before they knew it. Luo Yang didn't rush on the road early in the morning, and the three of them took clay pots , Holding a clean cloth in his hand, wiping the leaves everywhere in the grass, this is not the conscience of the three people, to protect nature.

Just to get a little water, the three of them first absorbed the dewdrops that had accumulated overnight on the leaves on the cloth, and then came back and squeezed them out into clay pots.

The three of you must get there early, because when the sun is fully out, that is, around nine o’clock, the dew will basically disappear. Although the wooden house on the way to this side passes a river, the distance is already far away and it’s not worth it. Fold back again.

After working for more than an hour, the three of them finally filled the two pots of water. The water collected through hard work cannot be drunk directly, but must be boiled before drinking. However, fires cannot be lighted casually in the forest, as they are easy to be found.

Afterwards, the important task of boiling water was handed over to Lao Wang. Lao Wang walked back to the wooden house with melancholy eyes. But to boil water, Lao Wang first carried a few big rocks from the outside into the wooden house, and then carried some branches in.

Luo Yang watched from the outside, Lao Wang went in for the last time, after a while, he heard the sound of coughing in the room.

"Sao Yang, your uncle, I was the one who didn't answer the boxing game. You must be cheating." Old Wang was in the room, rubbing his eye sockets, swearing, his eye sockets were red from his rubbing.

Luo Yang was waiting outside for Old Wang to boil water, and there was really no smoke coming out of the house. After a while, the door opened, and a figure quickly ran out with a can in his arms. Luo Yang stepped forward and quickly close the door.

There was a black mark on the left side and right side of Old Wang's face, like a burning coal, Luo Yang couldn't help laughing.

"Laughing fart, you go in and try."

However, at this time, Luo Yang took out another jar from behind and handed it to Lao Wang, giving him a cheering look.

"Fuck, you are so fucking inhuman."

"thank you."

So, under the earnest eyes of Chen Yuhan and Luo Yang, Old Wang returned to the house with a jar in his arms.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

There was another familiar coughing sound from inside. Luo Yang and Chen Yuhan looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)