There are quite a lot of loaches in the small wild pond, and Yang Shubao often played loach fishing tricks when he was a child, but he and his friends used empty bottles of canned fruit as tools, and loaches have the nature of punching holes.

They rush and rush in the end and become a delicacy on people's tables, which shows that punching holes is not a good nature and must be controlled.

Africa doesn't have this magic skill of catching loaches, they actually fish for loaches, but this practice also makes sense, loaches are gluttonous.

Every time Maison took the bait, he harvested a dozen loaches intermittently, but most of them were small fish.

He just wanted to keep the big loaches, and the small ones were about to be put back, but Yang Shubao intercepted them: "I'll take them back as fish fry." ”

Loaches are as tenacious as barramundi, and they can live long if they put wet mud in a plastic bag.

Mason put the big loach up and said, "Let's go, go on the adventure." ”

Yang Shubao said in surprise: "It looks like there are loaches in this pond. ”

Maison packed up his things and said, "Yes, but we don't fish." ”

"Is it sustainable?"

"No, we're out on an adventure, and we're not fishing for loaches, let's go. ”

"But what's there to venture on the prairie?"

"I don't know, so let's explore, isn't that just an adventure?"

Yang Shubao nodded admiringly, this heart is okay.

He beckoned Simba to him, scooped up the rabbit that had been dewormed in the water, tied a knot with a rope and hung it around its neck, and said, "Don't have a dead mouse on your waist, pretend to be hunting." You're a hunter now, too. ”

Simba wanted to lower his head to look at the rabbit, but he couldn't see it, and he tried to pull the rabbit with his paws, but the feline didn't have a collarbone, and its paws were raised and lowered, lowered and raised, and finally resigned to his fate, and a rabbit was hanging around his neck and running in small steps.

They walked all the way south, looking for the next wild pond.

The sun shone mercilessly, and Maison was exposed to the sun as a salted fish.

Simba also can't stand the heat, and the lion is very intolerant of heat, so when she is not prey, the female lioness will find the shade to rest.

However, it was very clever, and walked in the shadow of Yang Shubao, and after walking for a while, it couldn't keep up with Lao Yang's footsteps and turned back to the shadow of Maison.

Of course, the shadow area of the person is very small, and it is better than nothing, and it is specially put its head in it, as long as it can't be sunburned.

Maison wailed with a crutch: "Yang, you walk slower, walk slower, I said you don't feel tired? Your physical fitness is so good?"

Yang Shubao moved his waist and said, "Maybe it's kidneys, okay, Richard, are you kidney deficient?"

"What the hell? kidney deficiency?"

"Kidney deficiency is in traditional Chinese medicine, and in modern medicine, it is called impotence. ”

Mason was stimulated by this, and he gasped for breath and quickened his pace to prove that he was also a fierce man.

Simba didn't want to go fast, he stretched out his paw and grabbed Mason: I'm impotent, am I okay?

Hiking in the vast grasslands is a real exhilaration, just like sailing on the sea, and it is a test of patience.

One morning they found only two wild ponds, the second wild pond is larger, it has to be thousands of square meters, a wildebeest herd lives nearby, they are not afraid to see people coming, they look up and continue to bow their heads and drink.

Infuriated by the sight of no one in their eyes, Simba paced slowly and began to follow the footsteps of the lion king, who he did not recognize, and opened his mouth to roar.

Yang Shubao grabbed its mouth at once: "Don't make a sound, this is a herd of wildebeests, you scared them and rushed over together, we will have no bones!"

Mason wiped his sweat and said, "Didn't you take him out to see the world? Why don't you let him come into contact with his prey?"

"It can go hunting, but it can't frighten the wildebeest, the wildebeest will trample on the war when frightened, do you want to die?" Yang Shubao patted Simba's ass to signal that it could carry out a sneak attack.

Simba tried to trot a few steps, and the dead rabbit dangled under its neck, as if it were hanging there.

Yang Shubao hurriedly untied it: "Forget about this stubble." ”

Completely free, Simba shook his head first and slapped the ground with his big paws, and Lao Yang helped him dub: "Look at it, brother is going to pretend to be forced!"

Simba cautiously ran towards the wildebeest herd, and when he ran to it, he saw that it was still standing: is it so big?

The body length of adult wildebeest is one meter eight upwards, and the male body length is more than two meters, the key is that both male and female have sharp and strong long horns, the fiery sun shines on it, and the dark horns are glowing with cold light, which is a bit scary.

Simba stood in the grass for a moment, then lowered his head and ran back.

Uncle Yang stomped his feet angrily, he waved his hand vigorously and whispered: "What are you afraid of? You are a lion! Bloodline suppression, natural bloodline suppression! You just need to go up, they don't dare to get you!"

Beasts hunt by instinct, this is because they have no brains, Simba was domesticated by the monster elves to be full of spirituality, its head is not white pulp but brains, so when it comes to hunting, it will look forward and backward.

It also knew that it was humiliating to be scared away by its prey, so instead of returning to Yang Shubao, it ran to a meadow and got busy: it would speed up and run, then jump twice, bite a bush of weeds and shake its head, and sometimes slap the weeds vigorously with its paws.

The wildebeest stared at it for a moment, and when they saw that there was no threat, they turned around and went on with their little life.

Mason asked, "What is this idiot doing?"

Yang Shubao smiled bitterly: "I guess I'm honing my hunting skills, right? ”

On the south side of the pond is a grove of tall fig trees with green leaves, which shade the shade and look cool.

But the wildebeest occupies the shade of the trees, and they are so arrogant that they graze and eat leaves, and Yang Shubao and Maison do not dare to go there.

The wildebeest weighed more than 200 kilograms, and was covered with tendon meat, not a little fat, and in this case it would be fatal to be kicked, and the two had not yet lived enough, so they could only look at the shade of the trees on the opposite side of the pond.

Because of the wildebeest, this wild pond is not clean, the water is muddy, the wildebeest will bathe and roll in the pond, and also eat and drink in it, and the water is green and not clear.

Simba stood up with his mane fluttering after a while, and then ran to the wildebeest herd to watch, and after a few minutes of hesitation, he opened his mouth to let out a roar.

Seeing this, Yang Shubao clenched his fists tightly and said, "It's coming, it's coming, the battle of the young lion cub!"

The wildebeest suddenly became agitated, and the tallest male wildebeest rushed out of the woods, and he ran to the riverbank, and the black horns on his head were like iron forks, and all the wildebeest who stayed on the riverbank were driven away.

One of the wildebeest tried to resist, but the male wildebeest immediately rushed up angrily, and the black horn crossed the wildebeest and immediately blood flowed, so frightened that it quickly ran away.

Simba's courage was frightened, and he also hurried to run away, until he ran to Yang Shubao's side before letting out a soft roar: "Wow!"

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