That night, Wang Yang only ate a few bites of meat and two fruits, and then packed the remaining three fruits into a rabbit skin waist bag, and also grabbed a large handful of chestnuts to prepare for the next day.

The next day, he followed the adults into the forest, and in the same way he went into the depths of the forest alone.

He entered the depths of the forest twice in total, and each time he was shrouded in the shadow of death, accompanied by various dangers to his life.

However, the ancients have long concluded that people die for money, birds die for food, and although the depths of the forest are dangerous, they are natural hunting grounds, and food is everywhere.

In addition, the ancients said again, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger? Thousands of miles away, those who can live in it!

As long as there is enough survivability, even the purgatory of death can become a paradise of joy.

Wang Yang, whether he is happy or not, has to come in at this time.

He carried the large wooden barrel on his back and came to the green fruit tree where he had stayed last time.

The tree was gone, and the green fruits on the tree had turned into red fruits, fully ripe, and looked a little like apples, but tasted like red bulins, and it didn't matter what kind of fruit it was.

Wang Yang put the wooden barrel on his back on the ground, the barrel was about fifty centimeters high, fifty centimeters in diameter, and weighed forty catties.

The area is about 1.96 square meters, and the capacity is about 0.97 cubic meters.

In other words, ideally a small wild boar can be caught, but in reality, only small animals of the size of a kitten and puppy can be caught.

Many of the animals of this era were relatively large compared to modern times, so the target of this barrel was clear, such as rats, squirrels, rabbits, etc.

Wang Yangda could cut down bigger trees and make bigger barrels, but it was not easy to carry, and second, it was troublesome to make, cumbersome, and not much practical, so he gave up this idea.

Of course, the fifty-centimeter barrel is indeed a bit tall, it doesn't seem necessary, and it can be cut shorter, anyway, rabbits and squirrels are not so tall.

This is where Wang Yang considers.

Just imagine, if the barrel is only thirty centimeters high and weighs thirty pounds, what would happen to a murderous rat that burrowed into it?

The answer was that the rat man stood up, and before Wang Yang could get off the tree, he lifted off the wooden barrel and fled proudly with the fruit in his mouth.

Therefore, after some calculations and trade-offs, Wang Yang decisively decided that 50 centimeters tall was the most sure height.

In this way, even if the rats stood up, they could not lift the barrel, and could only move slowly against the heavy barrel.

After Wang Yang was ready, he first calculated the distance of his ambush.

He must have to go up to the tree, first, to be safe, second, to have a wide field of vision, and third, to keep the small animals from approaching.

He chose a location about eight meters away from the fruit tree, which was not far away, the small animals could get close, and within ten meters, it was the most certain distance for Wang Yang to throw stones.

Then he took out an apple, two mulberries, and a pine nut that he picked up on the road and put it on the ground.

A ten-centimeter-high branch was taken from the side and the barrel was propped up.

Let the branches face the position of the big tree, which is conducive to your vision and shot.

Then they climbed up to the tree, picked some red fruits, and ate them.

The waiting process was very painful, Wang Yang waited and waited, maybe two hours, and there was no movement.

However, he did not retreat impatiently, and was engrossed in the wind and grass, and seemed very patient.

It wasn't until noon, when the sun was shining, that there was some movement around.

The movement came from the grass about fifteen meters beside him, and there was a loud sound.

Wang Yang hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that among the small bushes, there was a yellow shadow flickering between the withered yellow leaves, the yellow shadow was very large, and there were light brown markings on the body, which looked like a lion and a deer.

But that head is definitely not a deer.

"Bastard's Bladetooth Tiger!"

Wang Yang gritted his teeth with hatred, and recognized at a glance that this ecstasy figure belonged to the blade-toothed tiger.

Needless to say, he had a feud with the blade-toothed tiger, he could see it every time he came out, and this land should be its territory.

Without saying anything, it found itself and took itself as a prey, hiding there, wanting to deliver the fatal blow.

Now he is not in a good situation, this bastard is on the sidelines, if other animals come close, before he can attack, he will run out and wreak havoc.

Even if your barrel trap succeeds and covers a small animal, you will not be able to go down the tree to kill the small animal.

"You are shameless, you think about going against me every day, you don't make me comfortable, you don't want to be comfortable."

Wang Yang was really angry from his heart, and he took out a stone the size of an egg from the bag, aimed it at the blade-toothed tiger and threw it over.

"Boom!" smashed, causing the blade-toothed tiger's body to tremble slightly.

Wang Yang saw this scene and was happy, he used the strength to eat milk this time, and he didn't know how many times harder than that time he threw the wild boar, even if the blade-toothed tiger had rough skin and thick meat, he was afraid that he would have to gasp in pain, right?

"Good boy, you can endure hardships, you can be beaten, you can swallow your anger, you can lie down and taste your guts, if you didn't grow like that, I would have thought you were the king of Yue."

Wang Yang didn't expect this blade-toothed tiger to have the spiritual qualities of the Red Army, admired the other party from the bottom of his heart, and in order to express his admiration to it, he took out a big stone, turned his arm and turned, on his waist and shoulders, one by one, and finally with a flick of his wrist, this big stone comparable to a cannonball flew over like a meteor.

"Boom!"

The blade-toothed tiger was hit again, and it almost went crazy, its body twitched twice, and the muscles in the position where it was hit kept twitching.

But it's hard to endure it!

"Wow! Admire! ”

Wang Yang admired the patience of this blade-toothed tiger to the ground, thinking of the twitching of its muscles, and thinking of if he was smashed......

"Tut-tut......"

At this moment, Wang Yang finally had a superior IQ superiority, and this blade-toothed tiger probably still thought that he was testing it to see if there was an ambush over there.

"Thanks to you for being so bearable!"

Wang Yang moved his muscles and bones in this activity, twisted his head, stretched his hands, pressed the ligaments, and then "bah" twice to his two hands, rubbed them, and grabbed the last big stone.

stepped on the trunk of the tree and took two steps, and threw it out vigorously.

"Boom!"

The big stone hit the injured part with precision again, and it roared angrily, and rushed towards Wang Yang with full anger.

"You still have a face!"

Wang Yang is also on fire, and several good things have been mixed with it, a cone is nailed to the trunk of the tree, keeping the center of gravity, holding a wooden spear in one hand, and stabbing at the blade-toothed tiger under the tree.

The blade-toothed tiger soared in mid-air, saw the wooden spear stab, slapped the trunk again, and rebounded to the ground.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

It is said that when the enemies see each other, they are very red-eyed, and Wang Yang also yells at them.

"Woohoo woo ~ "

Listening to its undulating voice and strange syllables, it is probably saying the classic seven-character mantra of buying a watch. (Ask for collections, ask for recommendation votes!) ）