Chapter 8 Life and Death, Little Things

Dazai can kill a person for a torn piece of clothing without any psychological burden, which shows that there are many people around here, and if he wants to, he should not lack a Dazai Goyo.

Unless the process of his appearance is very amazing, so amazing that Dazai can't explain it at all.

In this day and age, things that cannot be explained are generally called miracles!

Dazai sat on the high cliff and stared blankly at the tall and lush hills opposite, wondering if he was thinking about his king.

Yun Lang had no king to remember, so he had to keep playing with the tiger's big claws.

It's amazing that the tiger's claws are not so hard, but soft, especially the few pieces of meat pads on the soles of the feet, as long as you press gently, the sharp claws inside the tiger's claws will come out.

The tiger's huge mouth was on top of Yun Lang's head, and occasionally he would yawn with his mouth open, as if he wanted to swallow Yun Lang's head.

The tiger's mouth is very clean, there is no strange smell, Yun Lang has been very diligent in cleaning it with salt water today, but the mouthwash was swallowed by it.

The doe was lying next to the tiger's belly, and if it continued like this, Yun Lang felt that they could develop an interracial love.

Dazai's coughing sound could be heard far away in the night...... It's very tragic.,It's estimated that Dazai is the only one in this world who can cough up a tragic feeling.。

"Tomorrow, can I go on a mountain patrol with you?" Yun Lang was so young that he couldn't help but speak first.

Dazai turned his head, his eyes were shining, and he didn't know what he remembered, so he shook his head and smiled, "No, why did you remember to go on patrol with me?" ”

Yun Lang put a piece of skin on Dazai's body and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to come back tomorrow, no matter what, with me here, I can choose a good cemetery for you and bury you, there are too many beasts here." ”

Dazai looked at Yun Lang seriously and said, "No, when I really don't use it, I will hand over the heavy task of patrolling the mountain to you, and I don't need it yet."

Life and death, trivial matters. ”

Yun Lang nodded, and continued to lean his body against the tiger's neck and play with the tiger's claws.

"How did you tame a tiger? Does it have a name? ”

"A tiger is a tiger, what name do you want, it's a cub I picked up, and when it grows up, it will follow me to patrol the mountains."

"You see he has a king on his forehead, can I call him king?"

Dazai's eyes became a little fierce, and it took a long time before he said slowly: "It is the king of beasts, and there is nothing wrong with being called a king." ”

Yun Lang didn't seem to see the change in Dazai's eyes, and rubbed his head on the tiger's head affectionately and laughed: "King, King! ”

The tiger didn't react, but Dazai's fists clenched a little.

"I need an iron knife, can you get one for me?"

"The iron knife is so soft that he wants to do it. Don't you have a copper knife? ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "The reason why you think the iron knife is soft is purely because you don't know how to refine, in my hometown, people use iron knives, which are extremely sharp."

If you can give me an anvil, a hammer, I can make that sharp iron knife. ”

Dazai's face disappeared into the darkness, Yun Lang couldn't see his expression clearly, only Dazai's faint voice came: "I'll look for it, I don't know if there is." ”

A stream of green blue rose slowly under the cliff, and it looked like it was about to flood the platform in front of the stone house.

Dazai's deep clothes were transparent from top to bottom, and the warmth was very poor, and Yun Lang didn't dare to persuade him to go back to rest, so he had to take the tiger and the doe back to the stone house first.

Yun Lang could feel Dazai's burning gaze staring at his back, but he didn't care, if he didn't show some magic, he didn't dare to guarantee that Dazai would continue to treat him like this.

Strings of bamboo slips and wooden slips were spread out flatly, turning into two beds, on which Yunlang had sunburned various animal skins today, half of which made the bed and half covered the body, so the bed should be very comfortable.

Since coming here, tonight is the most comfortable night for Yun Lang, Dazai naturally slept in another bed, probably last night he slept a lot, this night, he stared at Yun Lang all night.

When Yunlang woke up in the morning, Dazai was gone, but the tiger was still there, pretending to pounce on the doe again and again, and every time he held the doe's head with a big mouth, but he never used force, and the doe didn't seem to be afraid, and he was playing with the tiger happily.

There is no love in this world for no reason...... Even if there is, Yun Lang doesn't believe it! The environment has changed strangely, and even time and space may have changed a lot, the only thing that hasn't changed is Yun Lang's almost cold heart.

He left his job as an engineer, and at the same time the woman who liked to accuse him of being unmotivated, who once called with gritted teeth and said that his heart was made of stone......

She thought that Yun Lang was just running away for a few days and would eventually go home, but she didn't expect him to be gone forever, and he didn't have half a nostalgia for that home.

Finally, the woman wished him an early death...... So, Yun Lang died.

Today's weather was good, and Yun Lang didn't understand why he thought of that woman, she hadn't been in his sleep for a long time.

"Perhaps, the woman was right." Yun Lang grabbed the tiger's ears and said to himself.

Establishing the most intimate relationship with the tiger in the shortest time is what Yun Lang has been doing recently, and now it seems that the progress is not bad.

The tiger likes to brush its teeth with salt water, or it simply likes salt, Yun Lang has observed, Dazai is not good to the tiger at all, he snorts and drinks, and punches and kicks when something goes wrong.

This may be the method used by Dazai and the tiger to build a master-servant relationship, and for a beast, the king who submits in his childhood will be the king for the rest of his life.

Yun Lang's job today is to make a pair of shoes, and he has enough animal skins, among them, a sturdy old wolf skin will be the main raw material for him to make shoes today.

The color of the wolf's skin is a blue-gray that he likes very much, but before making the shoes, he needs to nail five layers of shaved wolf skin together with hemp rope, and finally wrap these wolf skins in a thick piece of wolf skin to form a beautiful sole.

The process is easy to say, but it is very difficult to make.

The wolf's skin is thick and tough, and his big needle is very unassailable, the strength is small, and it can't penetrate the wolfskin, and if the strength is too big, it will bend the needle.

At noon, Yun Lang looked at his blistered hands, so he had to temporarily stop making shoes.

He very much hoped that Dazai would get him a set of blacksmith tools, so that he could make a suitable set of tools in the easiest way possible.

Throughout the afternoon, Yun Lang wandered around the mountains and forests near the stone house, which were extremely rich in products.

The nearby mountains and forests alone gave him access to two wild spices, one is peppercorns and the other is star anise.

With these two spices and salt, Yun Lang felt that he could make an extremely delicious rabbit broth tonight.

With an uncertain future, Yun Lang decided to live every day, at least every day to live up to his new life.

The rabbit meat stewed in a clay pot does not taste as good as expected, and the meat of this animal is very bland, and there is a very strong earthy smell. It's not delicious, but if you add one or two pieces of fatty wild boar meat to it, and then the smell of the seasoning is set off, it immediately becomes fragrant.

No one eats hare meat alone, this should be a common sense, and Yun Lang naturally would not make such a mistake.

However, if you eat hare meat for three days in a row, even the most delicious things will turn into garbage.

However, Dazai eats very happily every day, no matter how much food Yun Lang cooks, he will eat up the rest, even the soup will not be left.

Yun Lang believes that if someone sees Dazai eating, they will definitely maintain a high respect for the existence of food.

So, Dazai was very punctual when he came back every day, because he found that the food made by Yun Lang tasted much worse once it cooled.

Yun Lang couldn't continue to study food, and the anvils, hammers, fire tongs, and iron knives he needed were all brought by Dazai one after another.

Although there is a thick layer of rust on it, it still makes Yun Lang very happy.

A simple stove requires the best mud, and there is a layer of red clay on the root of the hill next to it, which is very suitable for making a simple stove.

So Yun Lang began to weave a sieve with very small holes in the thinnest twine to sift through the mud.

The mud that had been finely ground and filtered out was soaked in the water urn by Yunlang, and for this reason, he stepped on it thousands of times with his feet.

The mud sat in the urn for three days.

While waiting for the mud to settle, Yun Lang dug a stove at the base of the mountain, threw all the thick firewood that Dazai had stored in it and burned it, and when the smoke was about to dissipate, he sealed the smoke vent and fire vent of the stove with earth, and then began to tidy up his rusty hammer and anvil.

Dazai watched it for five days, and finally couldn't help it after Yunlang's stove had just taken shape.

"Aren't you going to strike iron? What do you do these things for? Dazai looked at Yun Lang with some pity, he still understood that he needed to burn charcoal to strike iron, and he was confused about the other things Yun Lang did.

"I'm going to strike iron, mainly because I need a sharp knife and a hard awl to make me a proper pair of boots."

Yun Lang's words were very awkward, but Dazai still understood what he meant, he was somewhat disdainful, a real nobleman would not do these things.

Yun Lang didn't wait for Dazai to mention the matter of reading, and opened his mouth and said, "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called Yi people, on the water side, follow it, and the road is long and obstructive. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

Dazai, I already know how to memorize Qin Feng's fifteen chapters. ”

Dazai sighed when he heard this, and left with his hands behind his back, "Qin Feng" was something he deliberately found out to be difficult for him after discovering that Yunlang had a strong learning ability, but he didn't feel embarrassed.