After the pheasant landed, it was unrestrained, and quickly ran to the corner of the deep cave, shrunk and looked at Zhang San in fear, still palpitating that he was almost killed by him just now.

Wang Yang turned his head and looked at the greedy eyes of the friends around him, not daring to go out and continue to catch small animals, for fear that when he came back, he would see messy chicken feathers.

He stayed here, and he guarded it all day, and when the friends around him dared to sneak forward, he reprimanded him loudly.

The pheasant was very restless, kept flapping its wings, wanted to try to fly, and took advantage of the opportunity for Wang Yang to turn his back to it, and ran violently.

But he didn't run two steps, but he was kicked back by Zhang Sanyi's kick of the world wave, and he seemed to be facing the pheasant, staring at it all the time.

The pheasant could only suffocate and crow.

Wang Yang took some rotten fruit for it to eat, but fortunately it was an omnivore, not picky, and ate it with a bang.

As the day passed, in the evening, the adults returned, and they did not get much food, after all, it was still early spring.

Xiaohong and the others came back from the forest for the first time, looking very tired, and sat listlessly by the campfire, sorting out today's harvest.

The adults naturally saw the pheasant in the depths of the cave, and without much thought, calmly unloaded their equipment, washed their prey, and prepared dinner.

It wasn't until an adult took a stone knife and was about to slaughter the pheasant that everyone's attention came here.

As soon as he stepped forward, Wang Yang stopped him and screamed twice.

Seeing that Wang Yang was very serious and his expression was very solemn, he suddenly stopped, his face full of doubts.

Pointing to the knife, pointing to the chicken.

"I'm going to kill chickens."

Wang Yang shook his head vigorously and vetoed.

"We are monkeys, we don't have to make an example of monkeys."

The action of shaking his head has been used since Wang Yang was born, he has shaked his head countless times, and the adults have seen it countless times, and they already understand what it means.

He's vetoing, vetoing them to kill chickens.

But here comes the problem, they, like other friends, are puzzled.

Why not kill?

They were puzzled, but they didn't dare to go against Wang Yang's wishes, so they had to go back and sit down.

After dinner, the adults began to move their hands and feet against each other, staging scenes of eating tofu and eating tofu again.

Wang Yang cruelly destroyed the beautiful scenery of Liangchen and called everyone over.

He picked up the branch, pointed to the pheasant, and drew a chicken on the ground.

Then I drew that the chicken laid a lot of eggs, and the eggs hatched a lot of chicks, and the chicks grew up and gave birth to a lot of eggs, and a lot of eggs became a lot of chickens.

At the end of the painting, there are eggs all over the ground and chickens all over the ground.

That's right, he's explaining why he didn't kill the chicken, while instilling the concept of animal husbandry.

He had to make the principle clear to everyone so that the rest of the work could be carried out unhindered.

I have to say that everyone has a certain foundation for the concept of images, and they should be able to understand what is painted.

However, seeing their stunned appearance, Wang Yang decided to be on the safe side and drew a few more pictures.

First I drew two people making the next generation, giving birth to a few children, and when the children grew up, they produced new lives, and in the end, the page was full of people.

After the comparison, the adults' minds suddenly came alive, screaming excitedly, and staring at the chicken in unison, as if they had seen a cash cow.

The pheasant shrank in fear, especially in the face of Zhang San's gaze, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, and clucked lowly, the sound was like a mosquito.

"Got it? I guess I understand. ”

After the comparison, if you still don't understand, it's really helpless.

Early the next morning, Wang Yang threw a few more fruits to the pheasant, and whined at Zhang San a few times, asking him not to let the pheasant run away.

Then re-enter the forest on your own.

A chicken can't create a new life, it needs a male and a female, so he has to catch one.

He hid in the forest and waited for a day, but unfortunately this time he did not catch another pheasant, and only harvested a gray hare.

Hares are hares, let's raise them together.

He found a plank and placed it between the hare and the pheasant with a stone platform, so that they would not be in close contact.

This is for fear that the pheasant will go crazy and fight with the hare.

On the third and fourth days, he caught some small animals, including civets, and a large mouse.

They have a ferocious temperament, very sharp claws, and great courage, and are not afraid of people at all.

I especially remember that the black rat who didn't slip away back then almost disemboweled.

After being caught by Wang Yang, he was also thrown into the depths of the cave.

Wang Yang fed them some carrion to eat, and after eating enough, he shrank in the corner, grinding his paws and staring around with his small eyes.

After dinner, Wang Yang touched his bulging belly and wondered how to place these small animals, it was not a matter to put them in the cave every day, and he could see the sun.

It's a pity that the plants can't be mined yet, otherwise you can make a few ropes and lead them out to see the scenery.

And it can't all be put together, and when there are too many of them, they have to be placed separately.

After resting for a while, he began to clean the droppings of pheasants and hares, and all of them went to the creek outside the canyon to let the water flow down.

He paid close attention to the hygiene of the poultry, fearing that it would lead to disease.

When he was almost finished, he felt sleepy, and the adults had almost finished their fun, and everyone wanted to sleep.

Wang Yang found a few wooden planks, blocked the depths of the cave, fixed the corners with stones, and slept on one side, if anyone wanted to escape, he would be woken up by smashing the plank.

Opposite him was Zhang San, who also took on the task of being smashed.

He looked at the four critters.

The pheasant hid in the innermost stone platform, his eyelids drooping, staring majestically at the civet cats above, looking angry.

The civet cat also stared at it very unkindly, grinding its paws with bad intentions.

On the other side, the little rabbit huddled in a corner, deeply disturbed by its surroundings and short of breath.

The big rat didn't have any idea, it looked lazy, and today was the day it had eaten the most in recent times, and it had no desire to attack the other animals, nor did it have the desire to escape.

Wang Yang is very satisfied with this big mouse, and it is a good thing that Lotte knows his fate. Reward it with a small piece of wood for grinding teeth.

In a drowsy state, he fell asleep.

He slept soundly, and it was a sweet dream to see him laughing heartlessly and the way he was smiling.

But in the dream, I suddenly heard a noisy sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

"Giggles!"

He opened his eyes and thought to himself that it was dawn.

But when I looked at the scene in the depths of the cave, I was immediately angry.

In that place, the planks of the pheasant and the civet cat had fallen, and there was no longer any barrier between them, and the chicken feathers fell to the ground, and the pheasant was scratched with a few blood marks.

And the civet cat's body also has a few small blood holes, and the skin is open, which is very terrifying.

The two of them didn't know when they faced each other, they fought hard, and the killing intent was in full swing, and they all saw blood and red eyes.

Neither side took advantage.

Especially the pheasant, not only was it not killed, but it seemed to be very excited, and it seemed that the situation was very favorable to it.

As he spoke, the pheasant pounced on him again and pecked at the civet cat's leg, taking away a piece of flesh.

The civet cats fought back in anger, fanned it with one claw, and the pheasant fluttered, fell backwards, pounced again, and opened its mouth.

Wang Yang was depressed, fighting and killing, hurting and angry, and sat down to speak slowly.