Chapter 974: Inadequate

Qian Zichen just doesn't know.
In such a cold day, how could he have a nosebleed? If his inner abdomen is broken, so now is the nose bleed, and now it is a nosebleed, is it the next time it is bleeding from the seven orifices, if it is true So, then, he is definitely not far from death.
"No disease," Shen Qingci checked the tiger skin up and down, and he was relieved to see that there was no blood on the tiger skin. Her tiger skin is so precious, but she has spent a lot of time and effort. The tiger was stripped off. How hard is it to find a tiger now? Does he know?
"Isn't sick?" Qian Zichen still didn't believe it, "I'm not sick, why do I get a nosebleed?"
"The nosebleed is just because of too much supplement."
Shen Qingci didn't sympathize with Qian Zichen at all. She had kindly reminded him that he didn't listen, so who could blame him now?
"Too much supplement?"
Qian Zichen was a little confused by this sentence.
"How come there are too many supplements?" He hasn't eaten anything for a long time, except for the meat.
"Wang Hao, can you ask me, what kind of meat is that meat?"
"Tiger meat," Shen Qingci turned around and entered, lazily managing Qian Zichen who was messy in the wind.
Tiger meat, oh my God, tiger meat, he actually ate tiger meat, tiger meat is a big supplement, the meat quality is not good, very few people will eat it. Tigers are fierce. Since ancient times, those who can hit a tiger have been counted with one hand.
But he actually ate tiger meat or two bowls. It is no wonder that he would have a nosebleed in such cold weather.
This is definitely an overkill.
And he wanted to ask, where did this tiger come from? But Shen Qingci had ignored him long ago, and he was embarrassed to pursue him.
Shen Qing Ciqing went out again. When he came back, with a bundle of firewood in front of her body, the little fox was still above her shoulders. Once inside, she jumped down and went to play with the fox.
Shen Qingci's harvest this time was very good. She hit a bunch of firewood and picked up a lot of mushrooms at the same time. These were enough for her to eat for a long time.
She put the firewood at the door and also took the mushrooms in. Today, she is going to cook some soup for herself.
It was dark outside, and Xiao Hu He and Nian Nian were hungry, and they were still lying there.
Shen Qingci took out the meat from the outside again, and now. Qian Zichen knew that Shen Qingci buried the meat in the snowdrift. In this way, the meat could be kept for a long time, but he didn't understand how a noble lady or the dignified Princess Shuo knew this. ?
Of course, he wouldn't ask these questions, but now he just. .
He touched his stomach, he was hungry again.
There was a scent of meat inside, and Qian Zichen knew that there was meat again. He couldn't help but touch his nose. He was afraid of nosebleeds again.
Between nosebleeds and starvation, he finally chose not to starve to death.
Shen Qingci took a bowl, scooped a bowl full of it, and then handed it to Qian Zichen.
"Thank you."
Qian Zichen took it and took a bite directly. The meat was much better.
"What kind of meat is this?" And what he was most afraid of was that Shen Qingci said another tiger meat. He was really afraid of eating tiger meat.
"Mountain pork."
Shen Qingci finally lived up to his expectations, this time it was indeed not tiger meat.
Mountain pork!
Qian Zichen couldn't help but swallowed again.
The wild boars on the snow have grown for many years, and all of them are fat and strong. How did she kill a pig?
There are two little foxes, forget it, he is picky again, how could it be these two little foxes, just their small appearance, not to mention the boars, I am afraid that even the rabbits will not catch, let alone There is also a smaller one. This is obviously a milk fox that hasn't been born for a long time, and it is impossible to catch a boar.
Qian Zichen took another bite. Sure enough, the wild boar meat was very fragrant this time. Although no seasoning was added, for a person who was always hungry, it was already commendable. Something out.
It is always better than eating snow and eating bark and grass roots.
Shen Qingci is roasting tiger meat for two foxes. She doesn't like letting them eat raw, so she feeds them cooked food.
After the tiger meat was grilled, she shredded the meat and put it in front of the two small ones. The two small ones were eaten up and eaten quickly. Xiao Hu is also a good woman. Yes, I use my mouth to push the shredded pork from time to time, and I have to bulge up my belly every year.
After Shen Qingci washed the bowls, the two were finished, and they were rolling inside from time to time, and they were very happy to play.
The sky was getting dark now, and Shen Qingci never thought about going out again. After going out, it was nothing more than picking up a bundle of firewood, and now even the firewood has to go far.
As for Qian Zichen, he was lying outside at this moment, putting his hands behind his head, and he didn't notice a sneer at the corner of his lips.
If Qian Zichen knew that he was not dead, what kind of face would it be?
He squeezed his hands firmly again, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a suffocating breath. Now let's not talk about anything else, the most important thing is how to get through this difficult time.
On the second day, at dawn, Shen Qingci had already woke up. She would only wake up at this time every day, and she still fell asleep in the blanket year after year, while Xiao Hu was lying still.
Shen Qingci carefully picked up Xiao Hu and put the small alleys together every year.
When she came out, she saw that the person lying outside was no longer there. The tiger skin was neatly laid aside, and even the withered grass on top was spread neatly.
What's the matter, is this person gone, or is it gone?
It's just that on top of the snow-capped mountains, can you really go out? She didn't think too much about it. It was all other people's business to leave or stay. It was his fate to be able to go out, and if he couldn't go out, he just said that he was fate.
After getting dressed, she went into the snow again, collecting firewood, also looking for something to eat.
This time she walked a little longer, and the firewood was all carried on her north, and the snow continued to fall, and it was not as big as before, only scattered with a few stars of snowflakes, so I was not afraid. Can't find the way home.
If Nian Nian or Xiao Hu came, they would lead the way. If they did not come, Shen Qingci would return in his own footsteps.
So far, she has stayed in the mountains for more than a month, but she has not been able to find a way back.
When Shen Qingci came with firewood on his back, he was unexpected and found a lot more firewood. Of course Qian Zichen was there.
Qian Ziqian was still squatting on the ground, not knowing what he was doing. Could it be that he was counting ants, but in this icy world, where are there any ants?