Chapter 8: The Bear's Roar
Slowly, the time had come to noon unconsciously, Zheng Datian also cut down two loads of firewood and grass, and asked Yang Zilu: "Childe, are you going back?" ”
"No! I'll go around here, Uncle Zheng, can you lend me this axe? Yang Zilu pointed to the axe pinned to Zheng Datian's waist and asked.
Zheng Datian hesitated and said, "There is nothing wrong with the axe, but Childe, don't go too far, just walk around here!" Most of us chopping wood are in this vicinity, and wild beasts and mountain cross-country people do not dare to come. But if you are far away, then it will be troublesome! ”
"Well, I know, thank you Uncle Zheng for reminding me!" Yang Zilu nodded in response.
Zheng Datian didn't say much when he heard this, and it would be too verbose to say too much. Untie the axe and hand it to Yang Zilu, and replace it with a sturdy short wooden stick pinned to his waist to defend himself. One shoulder and one burden, and Yang Zilu didn't need to help, he hummed a mountain song and carried two burdens in Yang Zilu's opinion, no less than a hundred catties of firewood and grass, and went down the mountain slowly.
"Wow! The ancients were infinitely powerful, I thought it was fake, I couldn't imagine that a rural woodcutter was so powerful! Yang Zilu was dumbfounded. But soon he was relieved, he saw Zheng Datian at the foot of the mountain, so he put down the firewood and grass to rest, it seems that he did not carry this no less than 100 catties of firewood all the way to Ramie Village. You must know that the ramie village is ten miles away from this sow mountain. It takes an hour to hike. It is not unacceptable to carry this firewood and grass, to say the least, to add more than half an hour of walking time.
Suddenly, Yang Zilu slapped his head, "Huh! At noon, I forgot to go back to eat. ”
But when I turned my head and looked in the direction of Ramie Village, there was no cooking smoke. Yang Zilu was tragic, he suddenly remembered that in ancient times, it seemed that there were two meals a day, unfortunately, this is true. In other words, Yang Zilu can only survive until the afternoon with the little millet porridge he ate this morning.
Yang Zilu had to find something to eat on her own, "Fortunately, it's summer, and when autumn is approaching, there should be a lot of fruit in this mountain!" ”
However, after walking around, Yang Zilu found that he didn't know if there were too many woodcutters nearby, anyway, the trees were not without fruits, but they were all picked when they were ripe. The rest were as green as the leaves, Yang Zilu was hungry and picked one and took a bite, and immediately lost the fruit, and the flesh in his mouth was spit out, almost even the bitter bile water was spit out.
"Wow! It's so unpalatable, sour, bitter and astringent, it's like pigs don't eat it. Yang Zilu spit out a few mouthfuls of saliva and looked at the path leading to the dense forest. Although Zheng Datian reminded Yang Zilu just now, Yang Zilu was also a little relieved that people died for money, birds died for food, and an axe was in hand.
Gritted his teeth, he should be careful in his heart, there should be no problem, as long as he doesn't go deeper, someone will hear the call for help. Besides, this place belongs to the scope of human activities, even if there are tigers, they are only half a head, and no matter how unlucky you are, you will not really encounter a tiger! Meet the wolf! Earth Dogs! If it's a big deal, climb a tree. As for the bear, am I not pretending to be dead?
In fact, playing dead is not necessarily effective, and when the bear is too hungry, it doesn't matter if it's dead or alive.
Yang Zilu walked about 300 meters and found that he had really found food. It was a bunch of strawberries, and Yang Zilu couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw this. He didn't dare to eat anything else when he saw it, but he knew strawberries, so he hurriedly picked one and put it in his mouth. But Yang Zilu immediately only felt that what was imported was not a strawberry, but a sour plum. It is so sour that Yang Zilu has goosebumps, the wild is pure and natural, but the taste is not very good, Yang Zilu is a little nostalgic for modern genetic crops.
But her stomach was so hungry that Yang Zilu had to swallow three into her stomach, but she didn't want to eat it, it was too sour. Suddenly, Yang Zilu saw a rabbit standing curiously not far away, staring at the black grunt eyes, looking at Yang Zilu curiously.
"Amitabha, thank you, Buddha!" Yang Zilu was overjoyed and hurriedly chased after him with an axe. At this time, Buddhism had not yet appeared, and I didn't know that Yang Zilu had Amitabha Buddha to the Buddha.
As soon as the hare saw Yang Zilu's bad intentions, his eyes flashed with a touch of panic, and he immediately turned around gorgeously, turned his head and fled.
As soon as Yang Zilu saw the hare's flexible movements, he knew that it would be difficult to catch it alive with his bare hands, so he gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, "Hi! ”
The axe in his hand was thrown out, which really made Yang Zilu's blind cat hit the dead mouse, and the axe swept into the rabbit's leg. The rabbit immediately fell to the side. Yang Zilu was overjoyed, but he also knew that bronze was expensive in this era, so he went to pick up the axe first, so as not to forget. But when he turned his head, he saw the rabbit limping into the grass.
Yang Zilu was in a hurry, how could he watch the rabbit fly away! didn't care about the beast or anything, pushed aside the grass, fortunately there were blood stains along the way, Yang Zilu was slower, and he also found a trace.
Slowly pushing aside the grass, it didn't take long for Yang Zilu to see the hare that had bled too much and was dying. Yang Zilu walked up with an arrow, picked up the rabbit, pulled a tough long grass from the grass on the side, tied the rabbit, and hung it on the handle of the axe.
I was about to leave, when I suddenly heard a low roar, which seemed to be the roar of a black bear in the animal world.
Yang Zilu's eyes widened, and the blood all over her body only felt cold,! Is it really so unlucky? I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, God, you won't be so cruel to me, right? Leave me here, forget it, don't I just want to eat a hare! Yang Zilu burst into tears in her heart.
I remembered that there was a way to hide from the bear by pretending to be dead on the TV, and it didn't matter what it was, so I hurriedly "Bang!" He lay in the grass with a bang, and his muscles were tense. His eyes were closed, but his eyelashes still trembled slightly. In his heart, he prayed to the gods and Buddhas, whether it was Chinese or Western, as long as he could be named, Yang Zilu prayed once.
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