The dead wood was hollowed out, but Baoyu's fingertips hurt hotly.

The hollowed-out dead wood was lightweight, but it was easy to break, and Baoyu's hands endured the great pain in her fingertips were easy to pick it up.

Calling friends, Baoyu picked up the "wooden barrel" he had just "concocted" and returned to the forest.

Hang this special "barrel beehive" upside down on the honeycomb, and if the bees can cooperate, then the "conspiracy" of the brothers may succeed.

First of all, Baoyu sent Wei Xiaobao back to the mountain stream and found a rattan that was long enough. Baoyu tied the beehive with rattan and fixed it to death, and then tied the other end of the rattan around his waist.

Next, Baoyu began the long climb. The brothers are covering under the tree and supporting idle tricks.

Although the branch of the honeycomb is not very high, Baoyu needs to climb to a branch higher than this position to hang the beehive upside down from top to bottom.

The most crucial point is that he can't move too fast.

Dead wood is good as a beehive, but the walls of the barrel are not thick enough, and if it is subjected to concussions and collisions during climbing, the barrel is likely to fall apart easily. Once the shelves fall apart, even if they are tied with rattan again, even if the bees can be introduced into the dead wood, it will be difficult to retain the bees after the cracked barrel.

Therefore, Baoyu was extremely careful, and every time he took a step up, he had to free up one hand to hold the dead wood barrel that shook around his waist, so that the dead wood barrel would not be able to withstand the collision with the trunk and crack halfway.

At this time, the sun had climbed overhead, and the scorching sunlight shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves of the silver fir on Baoyu's round face, and the sweat that ran down his cheeks was like a river intertwined on the earth.

Half an hour later, according to Xue Pan's visual observation: Baoyu's position was already flush with the position of the honeycomb.

Separated by the hanging place of the honeycomb, the distance between the two is only half a tree trunk.

Through the busy figures of the little bees, Baoyu can clearly observe that each honeycomb is filled with honey.

He couldn't help but swallow, and under the temptation of crystal clear honey, Baoyu only rested for a moment, and then couldn't wait to continue to climb higher branches.

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Finally riding on the high branches, Baoyu alternated his hands and reversed, trying to continue the dead barrel and hang it in the air.

He was very focused, trying to move so slowly that he could barely be disturbed by any of the bees.

The palms of his hands have been soaked and slippery due to excessive exertion.

Be careful, Baoyu reminded herself. Although there are a few brothers who are in a hurry underneath, playing cover, and exercising protection, but in the trees, Baoyu knows that he can only rely on himself.

Suddenly, one of the dead barrels that Baoyu didn't grasp steadily, and instantly began to fall......

Baoyu suddenly attached himself to the bottom, and his right hand dragged and threw hard, and the dead wooden barrel was swung up by the external pull of the rattan, and flew steadily and flew steadily, and was thrown in front of Shaoyi.

At this moment, without further ado, Baoyu hugged the dead wood barrel in his arms steadily.

The following faction exclaimed......