133. Who is the prey?

After carefully controlling the plant and revealing a needle-sized opening, Bai Huang quietly observed. Unexpectedly, as soon as I showed my head, I heard a buzzing sound flying overhead again. Seeing that the opportunity was wrong, he quickly blocked the opening again.

After tossing like this for more than half an hour, Bai Huang lifted the "** armor", and then turned over and changed back into a human form.

As soon as he thought of the distress just now, Bai Huang was full of anger. It is a great shame that the druid, the king of the mountains and forests, will be so embarrassed by others on his home turf! No, this field must be recovered.

Of course, the imposter wanted to take revenge, but before that, the nest of bees was also very happy and excited, and they had to be dealt with first.

Returning along the same path, Bai Huang slowly approached the ground honeycomb, and there was a wooden stick diagonally inserted on the dirt bag that was originally like a small grave, and there were several ground bees crawling back and forth on it.

Oh yes, what a bunch of hoodoos.

The honeycomb in front of me, just above the ground, is the size of half a household gas canister, and I can't tell how big it is underground. Looking at this posture, it is not a problem to hide 30,000 or 50,000 ground bees.

Bai Huang thought about it for a while, and then gave up the plan of the second stage of transformation - one was worried about whether his bear skin could resist the attack of this poisonous bee; Second, if the honeycomb is forcibly dismantled and relocated, there are still some good things in it, and it will be wasted.

But just because he doesn't use violence doesn't mean he can't do anything.

On the contrary, Bai Huang, who was born in Shanliwa, as long as he didn't encounter an encounter, he would be able to deal with this kind of insect at all.

Looking around, Bai Huang fell in love with a piece of mugwort not far away.

This thing smells big and has a lot of smoke, and it is the best choice for insecticide and cleaning in the southern countryside. In addition, the mountains are humid in spring, and the grass is freshly sprouted, so there is no need to worry about fire. This nest of bees has built its nest here, and it is simply killing itself.

After calculating the plan, Bai Huang took out a wolf's head knife, drilled into the mugwort field and cut it violently, and after a while, he put down two large handfuls of artemisia grass.

After estimating the weight of a chemical operation, Bai Huang began to collect firewood again and collected a bundle of dead branches.

Although these branches are dry, they are not easy to ignite when they are soaked in water vapor. But in his backpack, he had seven or eight cans of spare kerosene for camping lanterns, which came in handy right now.

After making these preparations, Bai Huang tightened the cuffs of his trouser legs, put the rain hat of his jacket on his head, and tiptoed close to the honeycomb. His steps are very light, and his movements are even more cautious, which is worth watching and learning from the thieves.

"Don't come out, I'll be a bear when I come out!" The druid secretly threatened as he surrounded the dead branches stained with kerosene next to each other at the bottom of the dirt bag. After setting up the firewood, he spread another layer of artemisia grass on it, enclosing the originally bare honeycomb.

After putting the last handful of mugwort, Bai Huang's body also sweated.

But fortunately, in the past five or six minutes, although some ground bees flew out from time to time, they did not attack him.

"Good performance, I'll let your descendants come and join me later." The thought of the deliciousness of fried bee pupae makes the druid's harath come out of the way. After swallowing hard, he couldn't wait to take out a lighter, aimed at the firewood and "snapped" it.

The dry wood soaked in kerosene crackled and burned despite the moisture on the surface, and the smoke rose into the air before the flames licked the mugwort.

And when the tongue of fire continued to rise, and after the mugwort was roasted, the smoke became even thicker, and one by one fluttered up, and soon formed a pillar of smoke. Bai Huang stood five steps away, and he couldn't even see the situation on the dirt bag anymore.

Yes, there is not even a little wind, this is a way for God not to give you a way to live!

Bai Huang grinned treacherously, his eyes fell on the stick, and he decided to give the nest of bees a talisman.

Just watch him cat to the edge of the honeycomb, grab the wooden stick and stir it to death, where can the empty dirt bag that has long been built withstand this kind of toss, after the bang, the original tall honeycomb directly collapsed and shattered into a clod of soil.

Immediately after that, the sound of buzzing poisonous bees flapping their wings resounded through this alpine meadow, and countless yellow and black ground bees crawled out of the ruins, flapping their wings and flying out.

Although it was not the first time to cast honeycombs like this, Bai Huang still looked at it and his scalp tightened for a while, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

But we can't use human intelligence to measure animals that act on instinct.

Bai Huang's caution is a bit redundant at this time, because the power of mugwort smoke is clearly not something that the ground bee can resist. The poisonous insects had just flown less than a man's height, and immediately fell straight back into the fire like out-of-control fighter jets.

The first to fall was the ground bee, and there was a crackling sound after the wings were scorched.

And the latter ones, falling on their own kind, spread layer after layer, and finally even the firelight was invisible, only the smoke became more and more smoky.

Seeing that there was no danger, Bai Huang simply stepped forward, grabbed the wooden stick and continued to stir it, trying to drive away all the poisonous bees. After pounding the honeycomb twice, he began to add firewood to the fire again, and he did not forget to add the remaining handfuls of mugwort.

Under the internal and external attacks, the poisonous bees that were still in the bottom layers of the hive panicked and went straight to the hole. It's a pity that their wings ignite when they catch fire, and there is no chance to highlight the smoke. The few ground bees that took off from the very middle and did not get caught in the flames could not resist the smoke and smoke, and fell down at most to the height of half a story.

In less than half a minute, a nest of tens of thousands of ground bees was burned, and occasionally a few of them slipped through the net, but they were just twitching and struggling on the ground.

Seeing that the smoke had subsided, the barking of the hound was also heard at the other end of the woods where Bai Huang was chasing, and it should be Luo Guizi who chased after him with someone.

As soon as Bai Huang opened the embers here, several hunting dogs galloped over with their tongues drooping, wagging their tails around Bai Huang and laughing.

It took another seven or eight minutes for Luo Guizi to catch up, but this was obviously not the true level of Orion in the mountains, but he had to take care of the gang of people in the Chutian Branch. Behind him, seven or eight men and women in the prime of life were panting, and it looked like they might collapse to the ground at any moment.

"I'm dripping a day, the little brother is so solid that he can't even catch my dog, you can still chase so far!" Luo Guizi came to Bai Huang's side, and the admiration on his face was beyond words.

And when he looked at the fire on the ground and looked at it curiously, he was immediately shocked for the second time, shouting and shouting.

It stands to reason that people who live in the mountains are no strangers to ground bees, and they will always meet once every year and a half, and they shouldn't be so babbling.

But he just jumped to his feet, and he screamed so badly that even his originally dark face was a little ruddy.

"It's really ruthless, little brother! We usually bump into this thing, and we don't have two or three people, so we don't dare to drop it. You dare to smoke bees alone, you are indeed ruthless! Shouting out in admiration, he spun around the fire until he had examined it carefully, and then he kicked away the firewood and pulled out a short steel drill and dug it up.

"Brother Luo, what are you doing here."

There were a few curious researchers, who breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and saw Bai Huang and Luo Guizi all digging into the ground like treasures, so they widened their eyes and came up to watch.

"This brother burned a honeycomb, and we made it out to dig out the bee chrysalis, which is a good thing." Luo Guizi blushed excitedly, and turned back to explain while digging: "Now this thing is worth a lot of money, a pound of bee chrysalis has been sold for more than 100, and it is estimated that the price will increase this year!" I just don't know if there are queen bee pupa, if you can dig out three or two queen bee pupa, it will be a bumper harvest! ”

As soon as they heard that the bee pupae were so valuable, the few remaining people who were resting also gathered around and stared at the honeycomb with wide eyes.

"Hey, that's big!"

As the true face of the hive's Lushan Mountain appeared, everyone was taken aback, and what appeared in front of them was a nest that was as tall as a person, with nine floors. Take it a little farther, just like a white tower made of white marble, which is particularly beautiful.

"Brother, wait for the bee chrysalis to sell me a little, and this bee will also sell me a little!" Seeing that the inside of the beehive was lined with layers of white jade pill-like bee chrysalis, Luo Guizi couldn't help but beg for it.

But as soon as he said this, the researchers of the Chutian Branch turned strange one by one.

Bai Huang took in everything, and immediately understood what those people were thinking—it was nothing more than that they heard that it was a good thing, and they wanted to share some benefits.

If this is not in Shennongjia, but in the range of Xijiang City, then Bai Huang will not give them a single bee feather, and will definitely pack it and take it away.

But right now, it's not in the Xijiang River, it's in the mountains and forests, and once the pupa comes out of the hive, it will start to turn black for a maximum of an hour. If it's more than eight hours, you don't need to eat, just feed the ants.

So if you can't eat alone, it's better to be a favor.

With a plan in his heart, Bai Huang was not pretentious, and said with a smile: "What else is there to say about whether it is sold or not, it will be directly used as lunch later, and everyone will eat it together." Oh, and this ground bee, Brother Luo, you can take it yourself as much as you want, and I can't take it away! Where do you put this thing? Now the weather is ......."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Guizi untied a gourd from his waist, unplugged it, and handed it to Bai Huang under his nose with a smile.

"Uh...... Wrapping grain wine? The druid immediately had nothing to say, and in turn said good things to Luo Guizi: "Brother Luo, you can decorate more, how much can you load, just divide me half when you go down the mountain." ”

Ground bee wine, that is a good thing to dispel rheumatism, the effect is a little worse than tiger bone wine.

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Eating fried bee pupae and roasting cornmeal steamed buns, a breath of mountains and wilderness arose.

And the deputy director who was idle didn't forget to ask Bai Huang for the news: "That, Xiaobai, where did you chase and get rid of that thing?" Did you see clearly which direction it was going? ”

Bai Huang scooped up a spoonful of bee chrysalis, sandwiched it in the cornmeal steamed bun, and poured another layer of Lao Gan Ma - the real Lao Gan Ma, not the old godmother human meat sauce - gulped down and ate fragrantly, deaf to the deputy director's question.

Song Yanting's words, he was willing to listen, and this director, who was bent on his career, he was not happy to deal with it.

Half of the steamed bun was in his stomach, and it wasn't until the deputy director asked for the third time that he suddenly reacted and turned his head blankly: "Ah, are you talking to me?" I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed, but I usually call me Mr. Bai, and I don't react a little. ”

The deputy director's face turned black with a brush, and the next words were all blocked in his throat, and it was not impossible to say it.

Angry at this kid?

People are obliged to help, and if they are unhappy, they can pat their butts and leave at any time.

But if he endured it like this, the deputy director felt extremely unhappy, and he was not even in the mood to eat.

Seeing that his leader was deflated, the guy next to him who had a spiritual point immediately came over, and laughed and played a round: "Mr. Bai, you are a successful person, how can your body be so good, completely subvert our perception of big money, is it open, then remember to renew it in time!" ”

Hey, this guy is full of AB station tone, but he can be anxious about what the leader is anxious about, and solve problems for the leader.

Promising!

Bai Huang is younger than the person who spoke, but he gave an old-fashioned look of approval with a "that still needs to be said".

With this person's gag, Bai Huang also misbehaved and described the previous situation "selectively".

"Huh? Doesn't that mean that thing could be a wild man? Listening to Bai Huang's words, even Luo Kidnapper became excited, and words such as "beautiful reporter", "TV interview", and "famous" kept popping up in his head.

"How can I be sure of this, and it's not really face-to-face."

Bai Huang pretended to be lost and smiled bitterly, and under the cover of this smile, there was a thick killing intention.

But it is impossible for anyone in the mountains not to know the horror of the ground bee, but that fake savage dares to use the earth bee yin man, which also makes the druid irrepressibly give birth to a killing machine.

Since that guy is destined to burp, why expose his identity? Isn't that asking for trouble?

So during the whole afternoon's search, Bai Huang didn't work hard at all, and then made a big bottle of soy sauce.

Until nightfall, everyone chose a place to camp and rested in peace......

The invisible thoughts were spread, and the several hounds guarding the outskirts of the camp suddenly moved in unison, and all of them were refreshed, but they did not make the slightest sound. Then one of them stood up and trotted out at the sight of his companions.

The dog slipped behind a rock uphill from the camp, where Bai Huang had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing that Wang Xingren was so upright, he directly sent a force of nature to the past, and almost didn't bark the mountain dog, but the effect of wild communication made this guy remember the druid's instructions, and he didn't say anything when he was killed.

A man and a dog traveled in the night, and after a while, they came to the place where the honeycomb was cast during the day.

I had just used Wild Communication on this dog, and at this time, Bai Huang's second skill was also thrown out.

Wild Will, which strengthens the skills of your animal companions.

What Bai Huang wanted to strengthen at this time was not Wang Xingren's physical function, but his sense of smell.

Sure enough, after the hound got the buff bonus, his sense of smell was a mess, and it didn't take much time to choose the direction and chase it out.

It has to be said that having obtained a unit of natural power and being stimulated by the wild will, this dog's speed is not the same as that of the day. Bai Huang followed closely behind Wang Xingren, his speed was at full speed, and he just didn't lose it.

But before he could run five miles, the hound, which had been tracking at full speed, suddenly stopped and kept circling around a canopy of bushes.

While spinning, he sniffed at the roots of the tree.

What's the situation?

Bai Huang followed the hound and touched the underside of the bushes, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

However, this problem is obviously not difficult for a druid, he just exudes spiritual power, and after casually communicating with an owl, he easily has night vision.

With the mastery of wild communication and the increase of Bai Huang's own strength, the side skill of ability feedback is maintained for longer and longer.

It also gave him plenty of free time to observe where the hounds sniffed.

However, after only one glance, Bai Huang discovered the secret - under the bushes, there was a rabbit sleeve the size of a bowl, and he twisted the noose casually, and instantly judged that it was made of hemp rope made of tree bark and jute.

In these days, how can there be mountaineers who use this thing to set rabbits, even if they pick up rags, they can get a few wires.

Then don't ask, you can know who the owner of this rabbit set is!

Damn,,! Bai Huang was immediately excited.

If you do bad things, you dare to leave your name, and the stolen gong is still struck hard! The guy who pretended to be a savage obviously regarded this mountain as a stronghold, and it was no wonder that news of the savages often came out.

Bai Huang didn't care about this rabbit set, but gave an order and continued to track.

As long as this guy is a human being, he must act according to the physiological laws of human beings, and it is impossible to learn from those wild things and come out day and night. After thinking about this, the druid's confidence became more and more firm, as if he saw the scene of his own enemy.

After running another five or six miles, Bai Huang slanted down from the alpine meadow and entered a forest of oaks, and then came out of the forest and went down into a valley.

Although the hound was instructed to bark strictly, judging from the increasingly restless reaction of the Wang Xingren, it seemed that it was about to approach the target.

On the other side of the valley was a rock wall that suddenly steepened, not as exaggerated as ninety degrees up and down, but not far off. Just the vines clinging to it, and the rocks that bulge everywhere, provide another way to climb the mountain.

Bai Huang looked along the mountain wall, and at the top of nearly twenty meters, there was a hole that was concave inward, but due to the angle, it was impossible to see how deep it was trapped.

Definitely right there!

Swallowing his saliva quietly, Bai Huang cautiously touched under the mountain wall. If you use a more glamorous word to describe it, it is not shocking, but if you say it directly, then one word is enough - sneaky.

Passing through the lower slopes of the mountain wall, the druid began to creep upwards.

Because of the rugged rock masses everywhere and the exceptionally dense mountain vines, it didn't take much effort for him to reach the halfway point of the mountain.

Take a breath and then touch it with all your might.

The little abacus in Bai Huang's heart was shaking the sky, but he never expected that a shadow suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave above his head.

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