Chapter 4 Secret Passage, Narrow Escape (14) Human Skin Envelope Sohu Read Book Digging for a better look at Sohu

  Yes, I should have thought of that earlier. The thickness of those wooden sticks and the size of the concave holes are almost perfectly matched. It's possible that people left those wooden sticks and carved out the concave holes on this cliff wall in order to reach the "Mongolian yurt" above.

  "Rozego, do you remember those wooden sticks from earlier?" Jin Douzi suddenly said. I slapped him on the head again and said, "You little guy aren't stupid."

  After finishing, he hastily ran towards the underground passage, and finally had some hope in his heart. Jin Douzi rubbed his head, cursing me while following closely behind me, rushing quickly inside.

  Once a person has a goal, even a small universe can burst forth. I recall that just half an hour ago we had only walked this route, but this time it took us only ten or so minutes. Panting and gasping for breath, I ran to the pile of wooden sticks, picked up over a dozen, and then turned back again. The first time I didn't pick up too many, fearing that my guess was wrong and I would waste my energy in vain.

  When we turned back, the two of us were already panting, and at this moment, my stomach suddenly called out loudly, followed by Jin Douzi's stomach also calling out. It seemed that it had been a day without food, thinking of this, I glanced at the wild chicken standing next to us with its neck raised.

  "My goodness, this guy really has a spiritual nature, seemingly understanding the meaning in my eyes. He leaned over to Jin Douzi and whispered something, whereupon Jin Douzi hastily picked up the wild chicken and said: 'You...you can't have any ideas about eating it.'"

  That wild chicken let out two "cack cack" cries as if it had received approval.

  I swallowed my saliva, a faint smile appeared at the corner of my mouth and I said: "Look at you, where did you think you were going? You're also considered one of my smoking buddies, how could I bear to part with you?" After saying this, I swallowed my saliva again, and Jin Douzi cautiously held the wild chicken even tighter.

  It seems that if I continue to hit this wild chicken, Jin Douzi will have to fight me to the death. I might as well try these wooden sticks quickly. If I can make it to the "Mongolian yurt" on the other side, there may be food inside. Just looking at the plum blossoms won't quench my thirst.

  I had Jin Douzi pull on my waistband, then carefully made my way to the edge of the platform, found that platform, carefully inserted a wooden stick into it, and then used another wooden stick to gently tap it inwards, and pressed it with my hand to make sure it was secure before standing up. At this time, Jin Douzi handed me another wooden stick.

  I moved my body forward one step at a time, stepping on the wooden stick. It was indeed sturdy enough to support my weight. On the slant above this stick, I found another depression and gently removed the attached moss. Following the same method as before, I inserted the stick into it.