The size of an eight-legged spider is the size of an adult's open palm, and the small one is about the size of a small bowl for eating.

It is a non-venomous spider that grows on a hillside in a nearby mountain range, at first glance it is gray-black, but under the strong sunlight, it shows the same color as a Thai metallic blue spider, good at running, jumping, agile in action, and fierce in temperament to bite. But if you look for opportunities, it is not difficult to catch them.

For a while, Kira was interested in this spider - he had never eaten such a thing as a spider before, so he grabbed an oversized one and planned to taste it.

He was also afraid of death, so he brushed it several times, scalded it with boiling water, and then fried it in oil, and after frying, it smelled very fragrant, chewed and crunchy, and tasted like a crab.

He had always wondered if this land spider was a close relative of crabs and hairy crabs, otherwise how could it have so many legs.

When he was eating spiders, he was seen by the Xiaoshi brothers, and he invited the two of them to eat them very ashalily. As a result, the two of them ran away at once, and he still can't forget the frightened eyes of the two guys when they watched him eat spiders. It's also strange that they are not afraid of catching spiders, but they seem to be full of fear of eating spiders.

He ate it once.

Seriously, although the eight-legged spider tasted about the same as the crab meat, the spider had too much hair on it, and the green water that spewed out of its belly when he hit him made him lose his appetite.

On the side of the hillside of the eight-legged spider, there is also a spider that looks like an eight-legged spider, and the spider has white lines on its back. In the records of the skin scrolls of witch beasts throughout the ages, this spider is called the bone spider because the lines on its back are like white bones, which is poisonous.

Tall and strong children usually don't concentrate on learning the knowledge of drug identification, so they think that the bone spider is an eight-legged spider. Fortunately, this spider is not very poisonous, and after Wu came out, he gave him a pill and went back to lie down for a day.

When Wu took out the pill, Gongliang's brow jumped.

All along, he felt that the medicinal knowledge taught by the tribe was just an ordinary version, and Wu himself should have left a more advanced part. Now it seems that he has more than one hand, there are many hands, at least he has never seen this kind of pill.

Early the next morning, Gongliang reported to the hunting ground where he practiced his hunting skills.

The hunting ground is behind the tribe's boulder, there is a training ground, connected to a forest behind, and when everyone has mastered the hunting skills, the tribal warriors will take them to the woods to try some relatively simple prey.

In the morning, I learned the skills of knotting, throwing rope and lasso, which is very useful when hunting, not only when tying the prey, but also when the prey escapes, it is of great help to catch it or hold it.

After learning how to use ropes, in the afternoon they began to learn how to use weapons.

There are many weapons in the tribe, knives, maces, hammers, sticks, bows and arrows, etc., and they are made of everything. Some are made of iron, some are made of wood, some are made of stone, and some are even directly a thick bone.

The methods in which they use weapons are very rough, very strong, and very brutal, and they rely purely on their strength to split, slash, smash, and hit.

Although it is very primitive, these are the capital they have to survive in this barren jungle, plus with the help of the Burning Blood Pattern, as long as they don't encounter too fierce beasts, they can basically deal with it.

This is his own capital to survive in the wilderness, so Gongliang also chose a knife and followed the tribal warriors to summon Meng to practice very seriously. In fact, there is no skill in talking about it, it is nothing more than chopping, until everyone has no strength to summon Meng before stopping.

When Gongliang stopped him, he sat directly on the ground, looked left and right, and found that the others were similar.

It's not that he has poor physical strength, but the main thing is that he is still wearing hundreds of pounds of iron pieces, and the gravity of the iron pieces plus the weight of the knife, and the strength of the chopping again and again, it is really unbearable.

After resting for a while, and when everyone regained their strength, another tribe warrior, Kang Lang, began to teach everyone archery.

Kang Lang was not very old, and he was afraid of being looked down upon by a group of children, so he took the lead and directly picked up a bow and arrow to shoot at a wooden stake full of annual rings in the distance.

Taking advantage of everyone's enthusiasm, Kang Lang immediately explained to the children the making of bows and arrows and the skills of archery, and then began to practice. The children ran to get their bows and arrows.

Gongliang also walked to the place where the bow and arrows were placed.

The rack was full of bows and arrows, he took one at random, stretched out his hand and pulled it, it felt too light, took another one, it was still too light, looked at it, he suddenly pulled up a black beast horn longbow from the stand, tried it, the strength was good, and decided to use this bow immediately.

Back at the place where he shot the arrows, Kang Lang saw the longbow he was holding in his hand and couldn't help asking, "Ah Liang, can you pull this bow away?"

"Yes. Gongliang then pulled it to show him.

Kang Lang was suddenly surprised, this is a strong bow that tribal warriors usually use to practice archery, and most children use soft bows made of bamboo cut in the forest, but they didn't expect Gongliang to have such great strength. However, he was just curious, and then continued to teach everyone archery. After practicing for a while, I saw that the children were exhausted, and then let them disperse.

Gongliang dragged his tired body to the house, and when he arrived at the door of the house, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Yehan's house.

Last year, during the hunt, the tribe suffered casualties and lost one of the tribe's warriors.

This is a very normal thing, there is a life and someone must die. It was not easy for the rest of the women to pull the child by themselves, so they followed Yehan. It was also at that time that Gongliang knew that Yehan fell into the mouth of the beast during a hunting, and finally although he picked up a life and came back, his body became mutilated, that is, there was an egg missing. The man became silent because of this, and later moved away from the boulder to the corner of the tribe to strike iron with his father. After his father passed away, he inherited the blacksmith shop.

In the past, the business of the iron shop has not been good, because the use of ore here is still in a primitive state, nothing more than melting iron ore, forging and forming, what to fry steel, forging, tempering and quenching and so on.

Although Gongliang didn't understand it, he had seen this knowledge when he bought a knife before, so he randomly pointed out a few tricks.

Then, under Yehan's own exploration, the weapons he made became better and better, and the people of the tribe began to be willing to use the weapons he created. Otherwise, some of them would rather use some bone rods, stone axes, and the like than use the iron tools he made that were easy to break.

Later, Gongliang slowly made some things that were relatively novel to the tribe on his side, such as iron kettles, iron buckets, iron pots, and so on.

These things spread in the tribe, and it was only then that his blacksmithing business became better and better. is also someone who is willing to live with him, otherwise who will be okay to live with a man who can't even fill his stomach, and he is not a fool.

When Yehan saw him coming, he warmly invited him to the house to drink water.

Gongliang was so tired that he had no time to rub here, so he drew a pattern for him and asked him to help build a thick-backed knife.

In this primeval forest, fierce beasts are like clouds. The bones of the beast are hard, and it is useless to chop with a narrow-mouthed thin knife such as a katana, and the knife may be caught between the bones, and it will be bitten to death by the beast before it can be drawn.

After telling Ye Han that he was not in a hurry, he went home. Because I was too tired and didn't want to cook, I simply went to Dashi's house to have a meal. The little stone brothers, who had thought of having a meal at home, looked at him with a very resentful look.