He got out of the tree, put the barrel on his back, and began to follow the trail of the critter.

Tracing trails is a profound science, and at its simplest, you have to determine who it is most likely to be when a footprint appears on the ground.

This requires systematic learning, and of course, the most important thing is experience, and nothing is more important than experience.

Wang Yang hasn't studied, but he has been with the adults for so long, so he has a little judgment.

But the current situation is not optimistic, and the snow covers all traces.

The disadvantage of ape-man in this regard is obvious, the sense of smell and hearing is not well developed, and it has no other functions, such as the heat sensing of snakes and the ultrasonic device of bats.

It can only take more time to find, and this inefficient method is really helpless.

Wang Yang was not in a hurry, and looked patiently.

Based on his past experience, he mainly observed whether there was any fallen fruit on the ground.

If not, it means that it has been eaten by the animals or hidden.

The more fruitless the place, the more likely it is for small animals to live, and the food is always eaten close to home first, and the principle that rabbits do not eat the grass next to the nest does not apply to most animals.

Of course, there are also many animals that migrate with food.

Wang Yang made two preparations, planning to bury one wooden barrel in the area where there was no food, and then bury the other barrel in the area where there was food.

He came to the right of the fruit tree "One", this area is the territory of the bear, basically not very seriously explored, and he does not know whether the food is abundant or not.

He is not afraid of the appearance of a large bear, there is white ground everywhere, it is easy to spot, and there is enough time to escape.

At this time, the sky finally stopped snowing, and it was much more comfortable.

Wang Yang walked and walked and found that there was a pine tree in front of him, and there were two pine cones on the ground that had not been buried.

"This should be a place for food."

He ran under the tree, set a trap in the snow, and put one of the pine cones and a fruit into the barrel.

Another pine cone was placed on the outside of the barrel for the animals to see.

After finishing it, he looked at the trees around him, and suddenly hesitated.

Many small animals like to hide in tree holes, or dig holes under trees to live, or hide in some hidden places.

If you dig around now, you might be able to find some critters.

But it is also possible that they were not found, but instead alarmed them and affected the traps.

After much consideration, he decided not to look for them, if they were nearby, sooner or later he would be tricked, and he didn't need to look for them himself.

If they are not there, it is useless to look for them yourself.

Turning around, he quickly left.

He came to the left side of the fruit tree "One", and needless to say, this area is rich in food, there are many snakes, many are eaten by snakes, and there are many snakes who eat snakes.

There's a lot of everything here except fruit.

Wang Yang arranged one, then left, and walked forward.

He came to the vicinity of the orchard and looked everywhere for traces of small animals.

Or rather, he was looking for traces of the civet cats.

He found a place next to the big tree, and began to dig down, digging thirty or forty centimeters, and found that there was no movement, so he found another place to dig.

After digging a dozen places, he found a plant that he could eat.

This is the one that had a smooth exterior and a sap trunk that produced a fruit the size of an apple.

The fruit was white with a rough skin, and when peeled off, it was white flesh, similar to a white radish.

When you take a bite, it rustles like eating watermelon, it has no taste, and after swallowing, there will be a little astringent feeling left in the mouth, which is not delicious.

Wang Yang dug up more than a dozen in a row, filled the package and left.

He didn't like to eat fruit in modern times, I don't know if there is such fruit sold in modern times, and it is estimated that no one will eat it, and the taste is really bad.

Or is the fruit poisonous?

Probably not, I haven't been so weak.

Wang Yang paid attention to it with a skeptical attitude for more than half an hour, found no adverse reactions, and gradually relaxed his mind.

He was circling around, digging around, hoping to find more surprises, but unfortunately, he was not too lucky, and he didn't find anything.

He didn't plan to look for any more, so he went back the way he came to see if the two traps had been found.

The trap on the left is not very fruitful, the small animals do not come out much, and there is no lack of possibility that they are tired of this trap and no longer easily fooled.

With the barrel on his back, he came to the area on the right, and saw from a distance that the barrel had fallen and was overturned.

"I'll go, I'll be sled away by that big black bear!"

Wang Yang's head was full of black lines, and he was heartbroken, but he didn't expect that a small animal finally fell into the trap, but other animals took the lead.

But when he walked over, he let out a soft "huh".

"How is there a pit in this snow......

There is a pit next to the barrel, which is not big or small, the pit is not large, it is the size of the palm of the hand, and there are no footprints infested by large animals nearby.

However, it can be clearly seen that there is a row of small paw prints.

The claws were very small, with five toes in the back row and only four toes in the front row, and the imprints in the back row were obviously darker than those in the front row.

On the ground, the pine cones are gone, and the squirrel is almost certainly correct.

Wang Yang put the barrel back on the pit and immediately understood what was going on.

The squirrel was covered by the barrel, turned the fluffy snow out of the edge of the barrel, quickly dug a small hole, stretched out its head, and the barrel was turned over.

Wang Yang was embarrassed and annoyed, and blushed a little, it turned out that it was because he had set a trap on the snow that he left a chance for the little squirrel.

Failure will make progress, eat a trench to grow a wisdom, and before setting a trap in the future, you can sweep away the snow.

Wang Yang is still very happy, the little squirrel has left footprints, which can be traced.

The footprints are upward, according to the position of the fruit tree "one", in the upper right.

It's also a mountain cliff, and it's a little different from the one on the left.

The mountain on the left is slowly downhill when facing this forest, and the cliff is facing the primeval forest.

On the right, facing the forest is the cliff, and on the left, it should be downhill.

Wang Yang hadn't seen the cliff here, and the squirrel's footprints weren't close to the cliff, otherwise he should have seen it in winter.

He walked and walked, and at a height of about sixty meters, the squirrel's footprints came to an abrupt end in front of a tree.

The tree was not like the others, and despite the loss of leaves, the trunk and branches were clean.

The tree was clearly dead, dead, with a gray skin and cracked marks.

Three meters from the trunk of the tree there was a basketball-sized gap, and there was a hole in the black.

Wang Yang was a little surprised, it turned out that this was the tree hole where the animals lived, and he didn't look for a live tree, but picked a dead tree, so he couldn't find it everywhere.

(Chapter 2 will be later, so you can read it again tomorrow morning.) ）