The way the mole coped with the barrel trap made Wang Yang depressed, not knowing whether to move or not.

At this moment, he missed the existence of the rope very much, if there was a rope tied to the branch, it only took a slight pull to cover the barrel.

It's a pity that he has no leather strip, but no rope.

The leather strip is not the tough leather strip of modern age, but the animal fur is dried and cut into the shape of one by one.

This kind of leather strip is hard and brittle because it has no ability to process, it can only be used as an elastic belt, and it is not strong, it is very easy to break, don't think about knotting or something, even fold it in half, it is easy to break.

You can only wrap it around it in a circle, or around your waist, or around your legs, and then nail the two-centimeter wooden thorns that you have prepared in advance as a belt, or fix yourself while resting in the tree.

Of course, with the rope, there is no need for low-level traps such as barrels, and more advanced traps can be made.

At that point, the safe capture of large animals will no longer be a pipe dream.

But where did the rope come from now?

Just when Wang Yang was at a loss, a small accident happened.

A lynx appeared out of nowhere, staring at the mole with a faint gaze, and watching Wang Yang cautiously.

As if smelling the scent of a lynx, the mole was directly excited, and with a shake of its claws, the supporting branches lost their balance under the trembling of the barrel, and with a bang, it was covered in darkness.

Wang Yang looked at the lynx, swallowed his saliva, and only felt that his mouth was dry and irritable, and he was extremely entangled.

Lynx animals are very difficult to mess with, they are the size of cats, and the most recognizable part of their appearance is that their ears are very high, and at the top of the ears, they also have two pinches of pointed hair.

They have extremely powerful individual hunting ability, like to live alone, like a wandering poet, and can play a beautiful death music wherever they go.

Climbing trees, swimming, it's all a problem.

The size of this lynx, roughly estimated to reach 70 catties, is about 1.1 meter long, and about 80 centimeters tall, making it a typical adult individual.

Just talking about numbers, you may not be able to imagine what the concept is, in short, it is a top seed player who is a little shorter than Wang Yang, slightly lighter, and has a perfect speed.

Wang Yang faced it, it can be said that it is more than auspicious.

Run, it can't run, it's not only fast, the endurance is so good that it's scary, it's really hungry and crazy, it can chase more than ten kilometers in one go, and it's sorry for its ability not to participate in the marathon.

Suddenly, this fierce rival who coveted his prey appeared, and Wang Yang felt a wave of contempt for the blade-toothed beast in his heart.

"It's your territory, why did you let the lynx run in?"

Wang Yang wasn't quite sure if this lynx was the one that ate his wild boar last time, it wasn't a good thing anyway.

Squinting his eyes, Wang Yang observed carefully.

The lynx was to Wang Yang's left, twenty meters from the position of the barrel, the sharp hairs on its ears trembled slightly, and its slender black eyes were extremely deep, standing among the bushes, its eyes flashing.

The mole in the barrel was terrified, it felt two kinds of threats nearby, but it couldn't see it, it was surrounded by thick walls, and it couldn't reach the top when it jumped, so it could only move the barrel little by little with all its strength.

Wang Yang saw that the lynx didn't move, so he couldn't help but quickly calculate the gap between himself and the other party.

Today's self, although not fully developed, but in agility and speed, not lost to adults, if compared with modern people, most modern people are definitely not as fast as themselves.

I'm a good runner myself.

Now, if you rush down by yourself, you can definitely give the mole a few knives when the lynx pounces on you, and then face the lynx.

Relying on a spear in one hand and a bone spur in the other, there is a certain amount of defense, which will not be too unbearable, and there is a chance to take away the prey.

And looking at the current cautious and hesitant appearance of the lynx, I am afraid that I am not sure whether to make a move, you must know that they may be hungry for a few days, and it is nothing to not eat a meal.

In this way, I have a certain upper hand not only psychologically, but also in the situation.

Although the lynx can also climb trees, as long as you are in charge of the situation and the length of the wooden spear, you can sit back and relax.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang didn't say a word, holding a wooden spear in one hand and a bone spur in the other, jumped off the tree, and quickly rushed towards the barrel.

He figured out that he must not sit idly by, and he must not let the last food being taken away happen again, and he must take the initiative.

He ran to the barrel, held it down, opened a small slit, and stabbed it with a bone spur.

With his movements, the mole struggled frantically in the barrel, and the barrel slammed into the barrel with a "knock knock".

After a dozen strokes, he stopped moving, and the barrel was silent.

The whole time he kept his eyes straight ahead, staring closely at the lynx.

The lynx stood in the bushes, its black and yellow markings providing good concealment, as it had not made a sound since its appearance.

It stares deeply, motionless.

Wang Yang didn't dare to act rashly, put away the bone spurs, pinned them to his waist, and at the same time took out the stone cone to prepare for the rapid climb to the tree.

After a stalemate of about three or four minutes, Wang Yang felt that there was no need to look at it with affection, so he turned over the barrel and tried to catch the dead mole.

Who would have thought that at this moment, the mole would come back from the dead, and as soon as it accelerated, it ran to the side of the lynx.

"Holy! They're all actors! ”

Wang Yang had no intention of spitting out the intelligence of animals in this era, and it seemed that they would pretend to be dead, and the moment he saw the lynx jumping at this time, he pounced on the mole.

With an almost reflexive roar, he lifted the wooden spear and rushed forward.

When the mole saw that he was rushing in the wrong direction, he immediately turned and ran to the right.

Naturally, the lynx ran after it.

Not to mention Wang Yang, he is still three meters away from the mole and ten meters from the lynx, so he is afraid that his time is running out.

Thinking of this, he accelerated again, and the spear in his hand slammed forward.

"Flutter!"

The blow was perfect, piercing the mole.

But the success of this time suddenly made Wang Yang distracted for half a second.

It is this half a second that the wind and clouds suddenly change.

The lynx had not used all its speed, but after Wang Yang's attack was successful, it suddenly tripled in speed, jumped into the air in the blink of an eye, and pounced towards Wang Yang.

"Meow~!"

The lynx finally made its first sound, the voice was as low as thunder, how could I hear it, I thought it was an old cat with a severe cold who suffered a broken love, and then the vicissitudes of life and desolation were in a mess.

It jumped in the air, and finally had a hint of brilliance in its deep eyes, and its face was hideous, with a faint element of pride.

Wang Yang fully understood at this time that the lynx was not in love with the mole, but in himself! He has always regarded himself as a target, until the moment he hunted the mole, a flaw was revealed.

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