On the fifty-seventh day, take a bet (middle) for PatrickJS
After a simple lunch and dinner solution, I began to prepare. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The setting sun had already turned the whole world red, but the time was not very short, and the smoke was going to be at night anyway, so I could prepare slowly and try not to miss any of the links.
Actually, I'm not very sure if it's night, but I don't know if it's a memory that popped up at that time, after all, I've never taken honey or anything like that before.
It's a lie to say that I'm not nervous, and I'm starting to get a little scared now, whether I'll have some thoughts of backing down.
But the things I decide will rarely change, and if you don't go into the tiger's den, you will get the tiger's child, and the most important thing is that this food is like a wolf seeing meat and a sheep seeing grass, and I can't refuse it at all.
I picked out some tiny twigs and some completely dry flammable vines in the lower level of the treehouse and put them all in a plastic basket, and I put a pot lid in it, but of course the pot lid was the key thing.
I still have a flashlight that I haven't used in a long time, I don't know if there's any electricity left, I don't know very well, or if the person left it. In order to save electricity, I didn't use it once, and it was carefully stored under my futon.
With anticipation, I pressed the button of the flashlight, and a pillar of light shot out, illuminating a circular circle on the wall of the tree trunk...... Yes, my worries were relieved.
Also, while it was not completely dark, I went outside the yard to find some green vines, which were still growing, and when I cut them with an axe, I could still see the liquid dripping from the incision.
These vines were intended to be used by me to draw smoke, and of course I cut a few handfuls of unknown grass by the way, and when the time came, I put these vines and grasses on the fire, and the smoke would immediately come out of the fire, which was common sense, and I remember as if what I had learned in the classroom was finally being put to my advantage now.
There is a kind of weed here, after flowering, it is very similar to dandelion, its flowers are easy to ignite, the most important thing is that there are many of this weed around the yard of my tree house, which obviously became the material for me to start the fire, but although I have picked dozens of flowers, but I can't even grasp the palm of my hand, too little, I looked down at the almost big ball in my hand, I thought about it, and felt that it should be enough to light the fire.
In addition to these, I still have things to prepare, of course, I don't have a lot of courage, there are still five sets of clothes left by the man before, and it should have been six sets! Last time, one of them was torn when I was fighting with a wild boar, and finally I changed it to pants, although I was not very satisfied, but it was better than nothing, after all, the feeling of being hollow was too uncomfortable, and it felt really bad to have something thrown around.
Among the remaining five sets, there is a set of long-sleeved jackets and trousers, which is what I need, and it was a little hot after changing it, and it didn't take long for the sweat to soak my back...... But for the irresistible thought, I fight!
By the way, I forgot to mention that there was also a short-sleeved crewneck T-shirt that I had with me, and I was going to put it on my head when I started, leaving only my eyes, nose and mouth outside, and I hid the rest of the area as much as possible, just in case.
When the time comes, as long as you pay attention to yourself, there should be no big event, of course, what I'm most afraid of is my hand, ten fingers to the heart, in case the finger is stung that will also be a painful experience.
As a final preparation before leaving, I brought a pack of cigarettes, lit them by the fire, and smoked them.
With a plastic basket on my back, an axe in my hand, and a cigarette in my mouth, I walked towards the suspected hive, one cigarette was already in the end, I used it to light the other cigarette alternately, and when the second cigarette was halfway through the smoke, the hive's place arrived.
There were no bees to be seen on the dead wood outside, and I wasn't even sure if this was really a hive, but since I was here, I wouldn't give up if I didn't try.
Soon I lit the fire, and it didn't take long for the cigarette butts and flammable materials collected from the weeds to ignite all the branches and burn beside the dead wood.
The wind has always been blowing from the sea into the woods, so in the past, the location I chose was a very wise choice, but today there is no wind......
The blue vines and the fresh grass were little by little covered by me in the burning fire, and the smoke slowly began to rise with a crackling sound, but as soon as I completely covered the flames with the grass, the smoke rose from the ground, and all that was left was the sparks on the branches and the occasional flame.
The production of the smoke has been completed, and I now need to pour all the smoke into the swarthy hole in the dead wood, but unfortunately the weather is not beautiful today, and I can't borrow the east wind, but it doesn't matter much, I have long been prepared for no wind, that is, the pot lid!
Yes, it's the lid, but it's more than just the lid now, in my hands, it's a big fan.
I kept waving the lid of the pot above the smoke, changing the direction of the large amount of smoke that came out, and pouring it all into the dark hole, and before long, bees came out of the hole one after another, and immediately flapped their wings, and quickly flew into the sky, and quickly moved away from the smoke-soaked place.
Of course, not only the bees, but also myself were smoked, and tears came out of my eyes......
More and more bees are swarming out of the hole, and the dense density makes me dizzy.
"That's a lot!" My mouth was already shut, there were so many bees, I was completely stunned, I thought there were a hundred bees at most, but I had seen at least a thousand of them now, and I was filled with smoke in this hole, and now it was full, but it started to float smoke out of it......
Finally, after about three minutes, fewer and fewer bees came out, and finally the sporadic bees were gone, and outside the smoke there were countless bees flying back and forth...... It seems to be in a hurry.
I have limited time, I need to get what I want as soon as possible, the flashlight has been turned on by me, and I am shining into the cave......
It turned out that inside this dead wood, this section was empty, densely hung with many beehives, and the flashlight shone on it, and I could clearly see which beehives had honey in them, and even saw powdered pollen.
But there were still a few bees in the corner that didn't run, which caught my attention, and I seemed to see that one of the bees was a little different, it was bigger and longer than the other bees next to it. But the funny thing is that its wings are small, and I don't think it can fly, maybe it's a misshapen bee.
I didn't bother with it, but I took out my Swiss Army knife and started cutting these hives, of course I didn't cut all the hives, even the honeycombs, I also left a third, I don't know if it would be useful, but my idea is very simple, leave something for this group of bees, I hope they can continue to survive here, and next time I can come and harvest some.
Of course, if this method works, this will become another designated food supply base for me in the future......