Ancient Eden Chapter 4:

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Mu Qing spat out the mosquitoes from his mouth.

The canoe rocked violently as she moved just now, and a puddle of water even flowed in, soaking her clothes.

She was a little nervous and didn't dare to move for a moment, but the giant mosquito took advantage of the situation and pounced on her. Her forehead felt like being pricked by needles several times, and it immediately became extremely painful.

Her thigh was hit by something, and she saw that she had already drank countless coconuts. Looking up to the opposite side, I saw the man smearing his body.

Mu Qing hurriedly picked it up.

The nutshell had been separated by him. Mu Qing slightly broke it into two halves. He reached in with his hand and squeezed out water from the wet pulp in the middle. He wiped it randomly on his naked face and neck, and also wiped it with his hands.

It really works. The giant mosquitoes no longer attack her head and face.

But she soon realized that something was still not good. The thin material of her shirt could not withstand the sharp mouth of the giant mosquito. Even her thighs covered by jeans could feel the stinging sensation from time to time.

Mu Qing turned around carefully, unbuttoned his shirt, reached in and wiped all the skin on his upper body that he could reach. As for the lower body, I could only cross my legs and use my hands to drive him away.

She did not turn back to face the man.

When the blood-red sunset closed its afterglow, they landed ashore.

The man fixed the canoe, covered it with a thick layer of branches, then took the prey and headed for the shore.

Mu Qing followed silently into a cave on the shore. It's not very deep inside, but you can see traces of someone's activity.

She knew that this should be the temporary place where she and him would spend the night tonight.

A fire was lit at the entrance of the man's cave just like last night. He used a sharp-edged wooden stick to pierce the hind legs of the elk that he had just torn off, and put them on the fire to roast.

Mu Qing just sat at the entrance of the cave and watched.

He roasted in reverse for a moment, then looked back at her and waved her over.

Mu Qing walked over.

He handed the deer leg to her hand, motioned for her to continue roasting it, and then he stood up and disappeared into the dense forest.

It was completely dark all around. But the night sky over the river not far away was still blue, and the stars were dazzlingly bright. The river flows quietly. From time to time, something leaps out of the middle of the river, and then dives into the bottom of the water. The sound and ripples disappear without a trace before they reach the shore.

Animals should be afraid of fire. So Mu Qing wasn't too worried at the moment.

The deer leg was a bit heavy. After Mu Qing flipped it back and forth and grilled it for a while, he felt it was a little unbearable. I wanted to put it on the ground. Then I thought about it, since this was my dinner, I had to make it so that I would have an appetite no matter what, so I used both hands to support it.

The deer legs squeaked out and dripped oil into the fire. It was burning fiercely. Mu Qing felt that his whole body was being roasted, especially the layer of juice that had been applied to the skin, which was uncomfortably stretched.

Just when she was about to move out, she suddenly heard a strange rustling sound. When she heard it, the piece of venison in her hand fell to the ground.

A big snake as thick as a sea bowl swam towards her like crazy.

Mu Qing yelled and ran away almost rolling on the ground.

After running for about ten meters, I felt something was wrong. There was a crackling sound behind me, like cold water poured on a fire.

Mu Qing couldn't help but turn around, and saw that the snake couldn't help but roll around in the fire. The fire had been somewhat extinguished, and acrid white smoke kept rising upwards.

Mu Qing was stunned.

The man had already ran out of the woods at this time. He must have been summoned by her yell just now. When he saw that she was fine, his expression relaxed, and when he saw the scene in the fire, his face actually showed a very happy look.

The snake had almost extinguished the fire, and then it seemed to notice someone next to it, and it raised its neck as if to attack.

The man caught up, used a wooden stick to shake off the snake's head, pinched the mouthpiece, and lifted it up in the air. The snake shook its body vigorously for a while, its tail swung and made a horrifying hissing sound, and slowly it finally hung straight down.

The man dropped the snake and ducked into the cave. When he came out, he had a stone in his hand that looked like a thin-edged stone knife.

Mu Qing saw him open the snake's mouth and touched the snake's teeth with his hand, a look on his face as if he had found a treasure. Then he used the stone knife to cut off the snake's head.

Mu Qing understood somewhat, he probably wanted to get the snake venom.

The snake is very ugly, with its head covered in sarcoid-like scales, and its body also has rhombus-shaped black spots, like the diamonds on a playing card.

The stone knife was a bit blunt, and the sound it made when cutting the snake's head gave Mu Qing goosebumps all over his body. She couldn't help but take out the saber from her backpack and handed it over.

The man was startled, and immediately took it, pulled out the main knife, and cut off the snake's head.

This time it was a lot, and the snake's head was very separated from the snake's body. He carefully wrapped it up with a few large leaves and put it aside. Then he continued to cut open the snake's belly from head to tail with a knife, and peeled off the **** snake skin.

Mu Qing watched him set up the fire again, picked out the piece of meat that was almost roasted, and put the snake meat on the fire to grill.

Finally they had a meal of snake meat.

Mu Qing can’t taste it. When it cools down a bit, tear it off, put it in your mouth and swallow it.

Chewing will cause her to have psychological difficulties.

The man seemed very satisfied with tonight's unexpected harvest. After spreading a layer of branches and leaves into the cave, he motioned for her to come in.

Mu Qing slowly leaned over.

The man seemed very impatient with her grinding. He reached out and grabbed her leg and dragged her over.

With the remaining light from the fire still burning at the entrance of the cave, Mu Qing saw him staring at her for a moment like last night, but this time, she was not as lucky as last night.

He pulled open her shirt and the buttons burst out and scattered, then he reached out and played with her **** a few times.

When she went out to find her grandson with the old lady, she changed her pajamas into a shirt in a hurry, so she didn't wear a bra.

"Why did that snake get into the fire by itself?"

Mu Qing suddenly asked.

The man was startled and his hand movements slowed down.

"My name is Mu Qing, what is your name?"

His hand stopped, but still pressed against her chest.

"I mean, what did your mother call you? If I were your mother, I would name you Bastard. It suits you so well."

Mu Qing continued, his tone sounding like he was telling a story.

"Mom..."

The man made a similar syllable in his throat.

Mu Qing hummed.

He removed his hand.

As soon as Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, he found that he had already reached to the waist of her pants, pulled them open, and scratched her waist with his nails, causing sharp pain.

Mu Qing clamped his legs tightly.

The man put his hand between the two thighs.

"Bastard, remember, your mother calls you a bastard, your father and your sons are all bastards, and your whole family is full of bastards."

As Mu Qing said this, he spread his legs.

He leaned down, sniffed for a while, and made a low sound in his throat.

Mu Qing didn’t know what this meant.

The man loosened his grip on her thigh and lay down to sleep as if nothing had happened.

The fire at the entrance of the cave gradually extinguished.

Mu Qing turned over, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

She did.

The next day, when Mu Qing got up, he carefully searched for the buttons that he had torn apart last night, only picked out a few of them and stuffed them back into his trouser pockets. Then she cut a soft branch from the tree with a knife and tied the clothes back around her waist. It was better than nothing. As for the scratched blood mark on her waist, she ignored it.

The man kept watching with cold eyes. The two got on the canoe and continued downstream. He brought last night's snake skin and snake head with him.