When the Burmese python was stuck by the small tree, Chen Hu swung his knife with both hands one after another, slashing at the Burmese python's body, and the skin suddenly opened and the blood instantly dyed the blade red.

If you look closely, you will find that the location of Chen Hu's knife is exactly the seven-inch part of the Burmese python, which is the so-called snake hitting the seven-inch part, because the seven-inch is the heart of the snake and reptile.

Then the question arises, this Burmese python is seven or eight meters long, where is seven inches?

In fact, this identification method is very simple, you can think of the snake as a shortened ten-inch rope, from the snake's head back three inches, is its Achilles' heel, and conversely, if it is counted from the tail forward, it is exactly seven inches of position.

Brush! Brush!

But I saw that Chen Hu cut off the paratrooper knife one after another, and after breaking the snake scales, the blade was almost unimpeded, even if the Burmese python struggled desperately, swaying its body from side to side, and hitting the small tree with a clicking sound, it could not change its fate.

At this moment, Chen Hu struck a heavy knife, deep into the python's body, almost cut into more than half, and then suddenly pulled out the paratrooper knife, and a sound immediately sounded at the scene, and at the same time, there was some pink flesh foam on the knife body.

Burst!~

The Burmese python trembled, and the range of struggle immediately decreased, but the light in its eyes was rapidly dissipating, although it did not die immediately, it was not much worse.

Chen Hu knew that he had destroyed the heart of the Burmese python, so he simply stopped the attack and retreated, waiting for the Burmese python's life to completely disappear until he died.

Snakes and reptiles, even if their hearts are destroyed or even their heads are cut off, they will still have a life reaction, so Chen Hu plans to use the safest method.

After exiting a few meters, Chen Hu stared at the constantly writhing Burmese python, and the red sun flew to the branch to watch, and in the live broadcast room, a large number of barrages had appeared at this moment.

"This is Lime: Haha, it's still a tiger!

"Stupid to the depths: Although it destroyed the heart of the python, the anchor should be careful, the life of snakes is very tenacious. ”

"Night owl Po:! Look, the python has crawled out!"

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In the rapidly rolling barrage, I saw that the Burmese python, whose life characteristics were disappearing rapidly, miraculously broke away from the small tree, and when Chen Hu saw this, he immediately retreated some distance back.

But the Burmese python that escaped from the trap did not chase him, but climbed under the big tree before, and then lay on the ground, and then moved its body with great difficulty, and finally coiled up.

After all this last night, the last trace of life in the eyes of the Burmese python finally disappeared, and then it remained motionless, as if it had become a sculpture.

Seeing this, Chen Hu did not step forward to check, but chose to wait for a few more minutes, but the red sun on the branches of the tree said excitedly:

"Scum, this python is dead, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Hu shook his head and said:

"It should be dead, but it's safer to wait a few minutes to check it out. ”

Two minutes later, the Burmese python did not move at all, and Chen Hu stepped forward to check, slapped it lightly with a paratrooper knife a few times, and found that it was indeed dead.

Looking at this Burmese python that is seven or eight meters long and has at least eighty kilograms, Chen Hu couldn't help but have joy on his face, this is definitely a bumper harvest!

But there is one thing that Chen Hu didn't understand, why did this Burmese python climb under this big tree at the last moment of his life?

Chen Hu looked up at the towering tree in front of him, and found nothing unusual, then squatted down, moved the body of the Burmese python, and then began to dig the ground below.

After just a few digs, Chen Hu noticed that the soil was very soft, and he figured it out after a while!

However, after digging more than 30 centimeters down, a large hatching nest covered with dead branches and leaves appeared, and in the center were stacked python eggs the size of oranges for several hours.

The color of these eggs looks gray and irregular, some of which resemble leaky balls, but these characteristics indicate that these python eggs are about to hatch successfully.

At this moment, Chen Hu understood why the Burmese python returned to the big tree before dying, it turned out that he wanted to continue to guard the nest, which is the ...... of life The attachment of future generations.

In an instant, whether it was Chen Hu or the millions of tourists in the live broadcast room, they were in awe of the dead Burmese python.

Chen Hu sighed, then refilled the soil without touching the python eggs, and then spoke:

"Even cold-blooded animals will take care of their offspring as much as possible, which is worth learning from us humans. ”

After erasing all the traces of the excavation, Chen Hu plucked some weeds and lightly covered them, hoping that in the next few days, no wild beasts would discover this python's lair.

After doing all this, Chen Hu directly carried the coiled Burmese python directly, as if carrying a giant tire, and then returned home with the harvest collected before.

Originally, there was a lot of harvest today, but now with this Burmese python, it is definitely a bumper harvest, and that nest of python eggs, Chen Hu does not have any covetous heart.

And the tourists in the live broadcast room, after seeing this scene, praised Chen Hu's behavior, and all kinds of rewards also flew up.

Then, Chen Hu carried the Burmese python on his shoulder, and on the other side he carried a large bundle of vines on his shoulder, and then lifted the grass blue and began to return to the camp, while the red sun saw this, but he flapped his wings and followed.

"I said, aren't you going home?" asked Chen Hu.

Red Sun didn't understand a little, and couldn't help but be surprised:

"This is my home. ”

Okay, Chen Hu shook his head, and then kept hurrying all the way, taking time to communicate with the red parrot in mid-air from time to time, I have to say that this broken bird is very talented in language.

Every time Chen Hu taught Chinese, he basically learned it two or three times, and then spoke very slipperily, for example, at this moment, I saw the red parrot flapping its wings, and the same sentence was repeated in the beak.

"Lao Tie, there's nothing wrong with it!"

"Lao Tie, there's nothing wrong with it!"

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The tourists in the live broadcast room laughed, and even a smile appeared on Chen Hu's face, but at this time, a black shadow flew quickly over the canopy in front of him.

This scene happened to be noticed by Chen Hu's afterglow, but the red sun came again.

"Lao Tie, there's nothing wrong with it!"

Chen Hu was stunned, how did the black shadow just now look like a human being? Although he didn't see it very clearly, it still made him stop, and then became vigilant.

"Lao Tie, there's nothing wrong!" Red Sun said again.

Chen Hu rolled his eyes, and then said:

"Now, shut up for me!"

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