Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Indifferent Swarm
Baoyu held his breath and cautiously stuck out his head to look down, and when he was sure that the swarm was still busy and there was no commotion, the stone hanging in his heart fell.
After sitting on the branch for a long time, until the tension was completely calmed, Baoyu stood up cautiously. Holding the dead wood "beehive" in one hand and the branch next to him in the other, he stood on the branch and moved step by step to the branch where the honeycomb was located.
Untie the other end of the rattan from your waist and tie it to a branch. Then, little by little, he continued the deadwood "beehive" to the top of the honeycomb.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the swarm.
Baoyu apprehensively stretched out her head to look down, and it turned out that the dead wood "beehive" had fallen too close to the honeycomb, disturbing the normal life of the bees. He hurriedly clenched the rattan in his hand, closed his eyes tightly and tried to keep the beehive still, and he didn't dare to move the slightest.
I have long heard Xue Pan say that it is easy for disturbed bees to attack people, at this time, do not move, people will cause the bee colony to be more anxious and hostile. If you really provoke the bees, the speed of the person's escape is far less than the speed of the bees' attack.
"Buzz—"
The buzzing of the bees gradually subsided, and Baoyu secretly opened one eye to spy on the situation in the honeycomb, and strangely enough, there seemed to be a lot fewer bees in the honeycomb.
"Hey, what are they doing, Xiaobao?"
Baoyu clearly saw on the tree that the brothers on the ground were each taking out their housekeeping skills and drawing something in the air.
If you look closely, most of the bees flying out of the honeycomb are hovering over their heads.
At this point, Wei Xiaobao's sword qi that he had been practicing hard for several days finally came in handy. Seeing that everyone else couldn't parry, at the critical moment, Xiaobao gathered the fallen leaves in all directions.
The fallen leaves spin at great speed, and soon, they separate the big ones from the swarm.
Xue Pan ordered Mingyan to help him pull out the two stingers on his earlobes, and scolded Wei Xiaobao, "What a little treasure, why did you go earlier...... Oops! No light little thing, you light, stung grandpa to death, oops!"
The wild bees were also tricky, and soon, they jumped over the umbrella that Xiaobao had temporarily formed with fallen leaves.
"Why don't you put the sword yet?"
Xue Pan "gave an order", and the fallen leaves changed their situation under Xiaobao's inhalation method, and the "wind and clouds" rushed straight towards the swarm.
For a while, the swarm of bees and the fallen leaves scuffled together, and for a long time, the people below were separated from each other.
"Dead bee, tell you to sting me again. Xue Pan said, ignoring everyone's obstruction, and ignoring Baoyu, who was still lying on the tree, picked up a branch on the ground, and threw it on the nest.
Branches rub shoulders with swarms of bees.
The swarm of bees had been entangled with the fallen leaves for a long time, but most of them were already tired by this time, and they found something attacking the old nest, so they all broke away from the battle and fought back.
Xue Pan was also really stung, he used all his strength, and the swarm of bees was stunned that he didn't catch up with the branches.
Seeing that it was a foregone conclusion that the tree branch hit the honeycomb, everyone sweated for Baoyu on the honeycomb.
Suddenly, a ribbon made of fallen leaves flew tightly up the branch and wrapped around the tail of the branch, pulling the branch back alive. It turned out that it was Mingyan's eyes that were quick and took advantage of the situation to turn the fallen leaves gathered by Wei Xiaobao into a ribbon.
"Okay, Mingyan, I can't see it, you can borrow my momentum!" Wei Xiaobao got up and patted Mingyan's shoulder approvingly.
......
The bee colony was so troubled by Xue Pan, but it was divided a lot, and they didn't dare to leave the nest rashly for a while.
"It's not the way to go, you have to introduce the colony into the hive. Bell looked at Baoyu, who was sitting still in the tree, and said to everyone.
"I have a trick that has to be done by Xiaobao and Mingyan together. ”
"Didn't you mean artificial rainfall, right?" Ringing bell also flashed at some point, she understood Xue Pan's meaning in seconds, and secretly relieved in her heart: "Xue Pan is a gentleman, and the critical moment is reliable." ”
Wei Xiaobao's cigarettes were separated on both sides of the honeycomb, holding his breath and luck......
Soon, a thin ribbon of water appeared above the honeycomb, and the water ribbon swept over Xiaobao's fallen leaves, and the rain fell on the honeycomb.
Baoyu glanced at his lower right, and sure enough, a clever little bee seemed to have spotted him, and the little one made a round around the hive, and then flew away unhurriedly.
It was a long time before Baoyu slowly pulled the deadwood beehive up with a rattan again, and slowly, pulled out two fists high. After completing this action, he tied the rattan tightly to the branch and secured it, and the deadwood beehive was officially activated.
Everyone can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and the bee colony, under the leadership of the "wise" queen bee, will live in the new nest built by Baoyu.
"This humble beehive is a good nest for shelter from the elements. Baoyu seems to be very confident in this "masterpiece" of his own.
It didn't take long for the swarm in the hive to find that directly above him, at some point, a hollowed-out dead wood had been hung inexplicably.
The hollow deadwood is not heavy, the few loops of rattan used to hang it have not even been completely straightened by its gravity, and the rough bark has been peeled off.
In the dead barrel, although the space is not very large, it is at least enough for the hive below to divide the house once.
Overall, it's a nice beehive.
On the trunk of a tree not far away, a young man was lying on his stomach. The boy stretched and let out a comfortable, satisfied moan.
Gradually, the swarm became accustomed to the presence of the boy and began to ignore him.
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However, until the sun went down, not a single small bee appeared that was curious about the dead barrel hanging above the hive. The bees were so engrossed in their "business" that they didn't pay any attention to the deadwood beehives that Baoyu had made for them.
Baoyu looked at Wei Xiaobao on the ground and whispered, "Is there something wrong with it?"
Wei Xiaobao tried to recall the situation when the moon was collecting bees, and he found that an important link had been forgotten by himself.
Every time she collects bees, she raises the bamboo bee bucket so that the opening of the bee bucket is facing the direction of the bee colony, and then the moon worshipper will babble a "mantra".
So, Wei Xiaobao cleared his throat and began to chant the mantra used when worshipping the moon and collecting bees:
"The bees come home...... The bees come home...... Sleeping in the open ...... Panpan, Panjia......"
The crowd also chanted and sang this sixteen-character sentence over and over again, and when they read it, their mouths became dry.
The swarm remained indifferent.
It was dark, and Baoyu reluctantly returned to the ground.
At nightfall, the sky began to turn cloudy, and there was not a single ray of light in the forest. Baoyu found the little silver fir tree from memory, and he raised his head to share the remnants of honey that had dripped from all the leaves.
If you can't get the bees to move, then you have to keep picking up some leftovers to feed your stomach.
At this time, the temperature plummets.
Everyone snuggled back to back with their hands on their knees. Baoyu insisted on going up the tree alone to be on duty.
It seems that the little bees that have been busy all day have also gone to rest.
The four bees guarding the home are still within two feet of the honeycomb (note: one foot = 33.22 miles), seemingly irregularly, but dutifully patrolling back and forth......