Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Most of the wind and rain in the mountains are long and mighty. In the sleeping bag in the middle of the night, Song Ye could faintly hear the mourning of the trees outside, which sounded a bit permeating in the dark rainy night.

Before he was half asleep, Song Ye suddenly heard other movements outside, accompanied by one or two exclamations, and then quickly drowned in the sound of rain.

She got out of the sleeping bag and listened carefully. She was sure that someone was calling. There were few people in the deep mountains and fields, and the voice was most likely to be a student.

Since she heard it, she naturally wouldn't sit idly by.

Putting on a raincoat, she walked out of the cave and followed the sound to the source of the sound.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone here?" Clap la la, in the torrential rain, a cry came from under the pitch-dark slope, with anxiety and helplessness in the voice.

Song Ye turned on the miniature flashlight, stood on the hillside and shone down, and a vague voice could be seen lying on the bottom, soaking wet and being washed away by the heavy rain, so embarrassed.

"Who's up there? Help me!" He seemed to sense the light source, and the voice below kept calling, for fear that the figure on the hillside would leave.

When Song Ye turned around and went to the cave to get the climbing rope, he could still hear the hoarse screams from the hillside, and then his voice became hoarse.

"Don't shout, I'll put the rope down, and I'll pull you up." Song Ye felt that this man was making a noise, so he had to say something, and then put the rope in his hand down until the person below grabbed it and gently pulled it twice. .

"I, my hand is injured." Song Ye was waiting to get the person up, but after a long time, the person below said this in frustration.

Song Ye suddenly had a black line on his face, and said again, "Tie the rope around your waist." This rich boy's survival skills are simply negative.

After tossing for a long time, the people below finally got it done. Song Ye didn't bother to use the suction of the space to pull the rope up, until she could see the face at the bottom of the slope, and the eyes of the two met, and then the big eyes narrowed. Eyes, the atmosphere feels weird.

The person who fell down the hill was Meng Ziheng.

"Go back first." Song Ye put away the rope, said lightly, and turned around to leave.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement behind him. When he looked back, he saw Meng Ziheng standing there in a state of embarrassment, and said a little embarrassedly, "My foot is broken."

Song Ye looked at his left foot awkwardly hidden behind him, and had to go back again to put the person's arm on his shoulder and help the person to transfer.

The dry fire in the cave is as warm as ever, the sleeping bags and firewood, and the comfortable hay cushions, just like the original appearance of a daily life.

Song Ye took off his raincoat. Seeing Meng Ziheng's body was wet with mud and embarrassed, he also gave him a towel with kindness, "Wipe and take off your clothes."

"What?" Mencius hadn't recovered from the other person's comfortable living environment when he heard such a sentence suddenly, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Bake the clothes, and fix the wound by the way." Song Ye found two straight branches from the firewood pile, and took out the gauze from the backpack.

"...Well." Meng Ziheng nodded embarrassedly, and almost misunderstood the other party's meaning just now.

Song Ye is stacking firewood here, and Mencius Heng is rustling over there, finally pulling down the school uniform. In summer, the clothes are thin, so if you take off the school uniform, you are basically naked. Fortunately, Mencius has inherited the restraint of the ancients. She was also wearing a vest and shorts, so she wouldn't show her back in front of others.

Song Ye glanced at the white arms and long legs, and his brows didn't even move. It wasn't that Meng Ziheng's figure was not good. Compared to a teenager, he was slender and sturdy, but he was as handsome as Qin Zhan. The physique is quite different.

She went straight to fix the branch on the wound, turned around and helped him get the clothes and bake it.

Meng Ziheng leaned against the mountain wall in a daze, watching Song Ye skillfully bandage the wound, put on a rope to bake clothes on the mountain wall, and everything was handled in an orderly manner, as if he was born to live here.

After a long while, he lowered his eyes, "Don't you want to know why I'm here?"

"Huh?" Song Ye leaned beside the sleeping bag, and only after hearing the words turned his gaze.

"I came to find you to return to the team, I didn't expect..." Meng Ziheng smiled bitterly, mocking himself.

Before the words were finished, Song Ye probably guessed what the other party was thinking. Most of this person was worried that he was in danger alone, so he came to him, but... She glanced at the injured arm and calf of the other party, and secretly answered. I'm afraid it will be a bit more burdensome.

Since he was a teammate of the same team, Song Ye would not be desperate for help. Maybe he would complete the task with him, and it would be good to get a ranking.

"Rest early, we have to hurry tomorrow." Song Ye explained, getting into the sleeping bag and continuing to make up for sleep.

Meng Ziheng's voice suddenly came again, low and with a hint of doubt, "You say, is there anyone living in this deep mountain?"

Song Ye didn't even have to think about it, she decided that it was not, because along the way, there was no trace of human habitation in this jungle, it should be a newly developed area, but she did not answer, but asked: "What's the matter? ?"

"Well... I felt like I fell because there was a trap on the hillside, and the soil under my feet collapsed softly for no reason." After thinking about it, Meng Ziheng gave the answer.

Song Ye was silent, but he didn't think he was overly concerned. Although this rainstorm in the mountains and forests would cause the soil to become soft, the place where she stood just now was clearly a hard soil area.

Could it be that someone did something in the dark?

Thinking of this possibility, Song Ye's heart sank, but he didn't say anything to scare Meng Ziheng.

Early the next morning, Meng Ziheng inevitably had a fever, exhaustion and injuries, and with the rain pouring in, his delicate body collapsed in an instant.

Song Ye looked at the road map, and continued on the road without saying a word. She went through several small traps on the way, all of which were worthy of being avoided by Song Ye, but she was puzzled.

The sun was high in the sky, and the two sat on the edge of the river to rest. Meng Ziheng lost his backpack. At this time, he didn't care about cleanliness and uncleanliness. He plunged into the river and took a big gulp. Song Ye took the biscuits and chewed them slowly.

In just two days, Song Ye had to admire the wonderful training methods of the instructors by tossing a young master from an aristocratic family like this.

Halfway through the meal, Meng Ziheng suddenly stared at the thing in his hand and whispered, "Song Ye, are you really not the one sent by the Meng family or the Bai family to test me?"

Song Ye's hands stopped for a while, but he didn't turn his eyes away, just asked indifferently, "Will you believe me when I say it?"

Meng Ziheng squeezed the biscuits without hesitation, "I believe it."