Chapter 18 The Chickens Are Dead
One man and one tiger looked at each other for a while, and finally the blade-toothed tiger left.
After being discovered by Wang Yang, it no longer had the patience to guard the marquis, and left angrily.
Wang Yang kept scolding hard, although he couldn't even hear the swear words himself, but that kind of intention, the blade-toothed tiger should understand.
After scolding for a while, he finally calmed down a little, his mood was a little more comfortable, and he looked around attentively, waiting for the arrival of his prey.
After about two hours, a pheasant finally appeared.
This pheasant is 70 centimeters long, and the tail feathers alone are 30 centimeters.
The front of its eyes is red with fuzz, the back of its eyes is black, and the middle of its neck is shimmering with a blue-green sheen.
The chest is earthy yellow, with small black spots like stars, some pink wings, and a light blue stripe on the tail.
The wings on the tail are spread out at the roots, orange with black accents.
Such a gorgeous color is not much more than a peacock.
It popped up in the grass, and seemed to want to hide it, secretly observing the movement here, but it was like a big lantern, and the bright colors exposed it, and Wang Yang discovered it for the first time.
"Ring-necked pheasant!"
Wang Yang, who often looks at the animal world, almost recognizes who it is at a glance.
This pheasant is widely distributed and very common, and is also called pheasant, or colorful pheasant.
It is an omnivorous animal that reproduces rapidly and mostly inhabits low hills, swamps and meadows.
It is fast and agile, but it is not good at flying, and can only fly low for a short distance, and it is impossible for ordinary people to catch it without the right tools.
Not to mention a human, even a fast animal like a lynx, once discovered, it will not be able to catch up with it at all.
Because of its habits and speed, it can survive comfortably even in the dangerous jungle.
After quickly filtering the pheasant's information in his mind, Wang Yang put away his relaxed attitude, grabbed the trunk stiffly, and tried not to move.
There is such a move, it is purely because the pheasant's courage is too small, and he runs away immediately after seeing people, and he is very careful.
But he still overestimated the status of human beings in this era, and the ape-man at this time was not the human who could destroy the world in the future.
The pheasant, like the mole back then, was not very afraid of people, and when he saw Wang Yang sitting motionless in the tree, he walked out of the grass.
After taking a few steps, he stopped, giggled twice, and shook his head to look around.
Seeing that Wang Yang still didn't move, it took two more steps forward, stopped again, and looked around.
It was about ten meters away from Wang Yang's barrel trap, which was very close, but it always seemed cautious, staring at Wang Yang tightly.
Suddenly, it unfolded its steps and rushed towards the barrel.
Wang Yang was startled, only to feel that his eyes were not enough, and the pheasant swept through like a bolt of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the barrel.
The speed of this sudden explosion almost made Wang Yang raise the stone and throw it, for fear of missing the opportunity.
Fortunately, he resisted the impulse, and the pheasant did not burrow into the barrel.
It just stood in front of the opening of the barrel, more vigilant and did not dare to act rashly.
Thinking about it, it also discovered that once it reached inside to eat mulberries, it couldn't see the actions behind it, and its back was completely exposed, and it couldn't pay attention to Wang Yang.
Wang Yang kept holding the pebble in his hand, and after waiting for a while, the pheasant never moved, and his hands gradually sweated.
He was really afraid that the pheasant would not dare to bite because of his timidity.
However, the pheasant in this year has never seen any means at all, and Wang Yang put the food very deep, and it had to get into it to get there, so it quickly got in.
Now is the time!
Wang Yang waited for so long, and when he saw the pheasant entering, he immediately threw the small stone that he had been aiming at for a long time.
While the boulder was still flying, he jumped straight off the tree, grabbed the bone spurs and rushed over.
Almost as soon as he hit the ground, the small stone knocked down the branch with precision.
The barrel lost its support, and immediately went down, pressing the pheasant's tail wings, and with a "bang", it was covered.
"Giggles!"
The pheasant, which had fallen into the darkness, suddenly screamed and writhed wildly, but it had no place to exert its strength to open the barrel.
The barrel was knocked from side to side.
Wang Yang caught up with one step, pressed hard with his left hand to fix the barrel, and then opened a small slit, only waiting for the pheasant to emerge from its neck, and then pressed down hard.
But the pheasant didn't come up, it kept bumping inside, trying to fly, and opened the barrel, and the sound of "dong dong" made Wang Yang clearly feel the noise of the pheasant.
"Get out of the head, get out of the head."
Wang Yang's body leaned on the wooden barrel, fixed the wooden barrel with his hands and knees, and pressed it to his side, and there was a small opening of three centimeters on the other side, and he was about to come out silently in his heart.
But the pheasant seemed to be overly panicked, and was bent on opening the barrel completely, but did not cooperate.
Wang Yang didn't dare to stay under the tree for too long, he couldn't pay attention to his surroundings, for fear that the blade-toothed tiger would go and return and attack him.
So he squatted down, opened the opening, picked up the bone spur and stabbed it in.
"Giggles!"
The pheasant screamed in panic and was stabbed several times in the dark, with bright blood on the bone spurs.
Wang Yang stabbed a few more times, and the voice inside became weaker, as if the pheasant was dead.
So he lifted the barrel.
Unexpectedly, the pheasant pretended to be dead, and as soon as the barrel was opened, it ran forward.
Wang Yang secretly said that it was bad, the cooked duck was about to fly away.
Quickly chase the pheasant.
The pheasant was indeed badly wounded, his whole body was stained red with blood, and he was stabbed to the heart, and after a few steps, he fell to the ground, dying.
Wang Yang rushed forward and stabbed it in the neck, cutting off its chance.
"Roar~"
At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from nearby.
"Damn it, come back!"
Wang Yang grabbed the pheasant's neck, and when he quickly rushed to the fruit tree, he took out a stone cone with one hand, "kicked and kicked" a few steps on the tree, and a cone stuck to the trunk of the tree, and quickly climbed up.
When he reached a safe height, he looked down, and sure enough, the blade-toothed tiger appeared, screaming angrily under the tree, extremely dissatisfied with Wang Yang's hunting in its territory.
Wang Yang shook his booty ostentatiously and laughed proudly.
"I haven't settled accounts with you about the wild boar last time! I want to snatch my pheasant again! ”
After Wang Yang went up the tree, he put away the pheasant, and then scolded the sharp-toothed tiger with wide eyes.
"Roar~"
"Woo Woo ......"
Wang Yang really wanted to say to it: "I was #@$% last year. ”
It didn't take long for the Bladetooth Tiger to look for dinner, and Wang Yang didn't dare to stay long, so he quickly returned to the cave. (Ask for collections, ask for recommendation votes!) )
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