Wang Yang was a little puzzled, the area on the left has always been a very active place for small animals, and in winter, he got a lot of food from here, why is there no movement now?

"Hey~" Wang Yang sighed, he hadn't given up this place yet, it had only been a few days, it was too early.

He didn't move this trap and came to the White Bone Forest.

The white bones here are covered with snow, only a little point is exposed, and it looks a little less hideous, but the cold aura is unabated, and there are no creatures approaching.

Wang Yang rubbed his hands and took out a stone knife to excavate.

He wanted to let the barrel breathe, so that it would not rot faster because of the heat of the seal.

But when he dug up, he found that he was too worried, the soil was frozen, and the barrels were not buried deeply, and they were still greatly affected by the temperature.

Anyway, he took a lot of effort to dig out the barrel and put the nuts he had brought out.

The squirrel was put in the snow for a while longer to make sure it was almost frozen.

After burying the soil, it will take about half an hour to check the harvest of the trap.

"Whew~"

A wolf howl broke the silence nearby.

Wang Yang became vigilant and hurriedly looked to the left, only to see that there was no shadow of a wolf over there for the time being.

If you listen closely, you can hear the sound of wolf claws running through the snow.

Wang Yang hurriedly went up the tree and lowered his head to observe carefully.

The wolves did not appear, only heard a shrill scream from an animal that had been pounced on.

After a while, the wolves came.

The hair on the side of their mouths was still stained with red blood, and after running under the tree, they looked at Wang Yang twice, then squatted down and smelled the red snow.

It was the blood of the squirrels before, and Wang raised his brows and furrowed slightly, for fear that they would dig through the dirt and find the barrel.

But obviously, they didn't have too high IQ, so they glared at Wang Yang a few times fiercely and left quickly.

Wang Yang left here without danger, muttering constantly along the way: "It seems that you have to be careful, that group of wolves seems to come down the mountain often in winter." ”

He first went to the right side to look, but did not see the squirrel take the bait, and then came to the left, again to find nothing.

The process of hunting is very boring, except for waiting patiently, or waiting patiently.

He didn't want to waste time, so he dug frantically on the left, maybe even digging fruit.

Most of the digging sites are under the trees, and some places where plants have grown before have also been opened by Wang Yang, and generally speaking, this is the place where food is most likely to be found.

Digging and digging, suddenly a piece of dirt loosened and collapsed.

Wang Yang perked up and stopped digging.

This hole has a width of 30 centimeters, less than 10 centimeters from the ground, and should be the exit position of a small animal's cave, with a black hole inside, extending downward.

Wang Yang hurriedly dug down the hole, and after about a few tens of centimeters, he took out a wooden spear and stabbed it down.

After the wooden spear had gone through most of it, it reached the wall, possibly to the bottom of the cave.

Wang Yang stabbed a few times in a row, and found that it was very quiet inside, and there was no feeling of stabbing the flesh, so he couldn't help but be a little speechless, could it be that the little animal hadn't come back yet? Or is it an abandoned nest?

He continued to dig, and after twenty minutes the hole was already very large, and it was so deep that by the sunlight he could see a turn at the end of the wall, and the hole was still deeper.

A little bit of tree roots peeked out of the wall, presumably because the critter realized that it couldn't dig any further and fell in a different direction.

Wang Yang hurriedly dug again, and for more than half an hour, he finally dug a turning point, took out a wooden spear and stabbed it hard.

"Tsk!"

The hand holding the wooden spear suddenly felt a burst of force, and there were!

He drew his wooden spear and stabbed it several times in succession, and with each blow he could feel the stab in the flesh, and the screams in the hole were louder and noisy, and there was a litter of small animals!

took out the bone spur, and Wang Yang waited for it.

Sure enough, a head with a pig's nose was revealed.

The guy had three white stripes on his head, and his head was shaped like a boar.

"The badger (huan, the first sound. ）！ ”

Wang Yang recognized this guy, the badger is an omnivorous animal, the kind that can eat it, and likes to haunt at night.

The body size can grow to sixty or seventy centimeters, or even larger, and the largest one Wang Yang has ever seen has reached ninety centimeters long, which is simply a small mountain boar.

They are very active in the forest, are very good at burrowing, and begin to hibernate in winter.

It seems that he has not only disturbed their dreams, but also brought disaster to them.

Wang Yang, who had been waiting for them to emerge for a long time, had a gleam in his eyes, and his hand holding the bone spur stabbed down hard.

"Flutter!"

Without any hindrance, sharp bone spurs pierced the badger's head.

It screamed, writhing frantically to retreat into the hole.

But the companions behind it just wanted to escape, and pushed it out one by one.

Wang Yang seized the opportunity, pulled out the bone spurs, and stabbed them to death with a few more blows.

At the same time, the wooden spear kept poking in, intending to kill them all.

He understands that badgers are social animals, and there are many in a litter, and destroying the harvest of a litter is equivalent to a day or two of struggle by himself.

The two badgers died, and the badgers inside heard the desperate screams of their companions, and did not dare to come out again, digging in the dirt to open a new passage to escape.

Wang Yang realized this, and also dug up frantically, expanding the hole.

Now it's a matter of who digs faster.

Stone knives flew, dirt splattered, and little by little frozen soil was dug aside.

The cold air almost froze Wang Yang, and every time he flew the soil, it was accompanied by the splash of ice and snow, and the cold hit his face, between his neck, shivering, and he almost lost the sensation of his hands.

"Hurry, hurry!"

However, Wang Yang couldn't care about anything, his eyes were red, and there was only the thought of predation left in his mind.

The brain gave instructions to speed up again and again, the blood in the body boiled and rolled, but the speed couldn't get up at all, the temperature was too low, and the waving action was like a slow motion in a movie playback in his eyes, and his heart was weak.

In just five minutes, the intense physical exertion caused the muscles in his right hand to cramp, sore, and numb.

The entrance to the cave was also frantically pushed by him by twenty centimeters.

But at this moment, the snow and soil a few meters away were suddenly turned over, and a dog badger came out, it turned its head to see Wang Yang, its eyes were extremely frightened, and it jumped and ran away.

Wang Yang hurriedly climbed out of the pit and rushed over in three or two steps, but another badger escaped.

When Wang Yang got there, there were no more badgers in the cave.

"Damn!" Wang Yang threw the stone knife on the ground in great annoyance, very regretful.

Even if he used all his strength, the speed of digging the hole was a few notches higher than usual, but the other party was a master who had been focusing on digging holes for thirty years, and no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't be faster than them.

patted the snow on his body, Wang Yang only felt that the strength of his whole body was gone, and he sat on the snow with his butt and gasped for breath.

After a while, he dug the hole again, and there were two badgers in the hole that he had stabbed, and he had to get out.

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