The village lord was a little anxious when he didn't find a knife-like stone, and he said, "Where is there a knife-like stone to cut off the snake's head so that it can be skinned?" ”

The soldier looked around, and saw many stones, large and small, but none of them were as good as the stones of the sword. He said: "The village master took an angular one and smashed the snake's head down with that edge. ”

The village lord said: "It can only be like this, I will find an angular one to go." ”

The soldier looked at the snake and thought about it as it was cooked.

The knife-like stone is not easy to find, and there are many angular ones, so the village owner found a big one that was as big as a head. The village owner put the stone on the ground and said, "Find another big stone to use as a cutting board, and if you smash the snake's head on the ground like this, won't it stick the snake's flesh to a pile of dirt?" ”

When the village lord went to look for a big stone, the soldier looked at the snake and said, "The village master has roasted the snake and given me a piece to eat." ”

There are big stones in the forest, or most of them are buried in the soil, or they are too big, and the village owner wants to find a flat stone, such as the big one at the mouth of the barrel. This kind of boulder is not easy to find, and the village owner searched for it and finally found a half-flat stone.

This stone is like a vegetable mound, like a square and round, and the village owner exerts all his strength to lift it.

The stone sank, and the village owner lifted it a few steps and threw it to the ground.

"Ahh The village lord wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When the soldier saw it, he said, "Village master, how about the little one come to help you?" ”

The village owner said: "You go and get some dry firewood, burn the fire to roast the snake, and then build a rack for roasting the snake." ”

"Yes, village master!" The soldier looked around and immediately went looking for dry firewood.

The stone sank, and the village lord used all his strength to lift it several times before lifting the stone to the side of the dead snake.

When the village owner lifted the stone to the side of the dead snake, he directly let go and smashed the stone to the ground, smashing the ground into a pit the size of a person's foot.

"Heavy enough." The village owner looked at the boulder, and the sweat on his face dripped down between his feet and his feet.

After watching for a while, the village owner straightened the boulder, grabbed a handful of grass, and wiped the dust on the stone surface.

The snake's brain had been smashed, and the village owner, worried that the snake was still not dead, picked up a stick and swung nearly ten sticks at the snake's head. The village owner picks a snake, and the snake deforms like a rope with the stirring.

"If this serpent does not die, he will see hell." The village lord threw the stick, boldly grabbed the snake's tail, and dragged it, and the snake was as elastic as a cow's tendon.

The village owner dragged the snake's head to the stone like a vegetable pier, threw the snake's tail, picked up the angular stone with both hands, squatted down to the angular place, and smashed the snake's head less than an inch behind. After a few strokes, the head of the snake was broken, and only some flesh was connected, like the lotus root.

The village owner looked for a small branch by his side, and shaved off the snake's head with the snake's body.

The village lord looked at the snake's head and said to himself: "The snake's venom and snake teeth should all be on the head, although this head is like mud, but the poison is not rotten." "The village owner didn't know that this snake was poisonous or not, but he was poisonous.

The village master picked up his long stick and lifted the snake's head to a spade-like stone. He carried the stone away with a stick and moved the head of the snake into the hollow of the stone. He threw the stick and went over and lifted the stone, covering the serpent's head with no breath.

The village owner beat the thug and said, "Safety is the first." ”

The soldier went to look for dry wood, and after a while, he found a dry log and a pile of dry branches, and he said, "Here comes the firewood." ”

The village owner was skinning the snake, looked at it, and said, "Get some more, it's not enough." ”

The soldier placed the dry wood aside and said, "Chief, I'll get some more." ”

The soldier took two steps and turned around and said, "Village master, the small one will help you work, and when the snake is cooked, give it to the small one to eat, and the small one is not tired in vain?" ”

The village lord said: "Work, roast and give you a section." ”

"The village master can divide it into sections, and the small ones have enough energy." With a smile on his face, the soldier went around looking for dry firewood.

The snake's flesh was slippery, and the skin was not easy to peel, so the village owner peeled it a few times, but it was less than an inch long.

"It's hard to peel like this." The village lord went to look at the trees around him, and saw that a small branch was more suitable, so he carried the snake with a severed head, walked to the suitable small branch, pressed the snake flesh on the branch, and pressed the branch into the snake's flesh, and the branch came out through the snake's flesh.

The village lord pressed it and let the snake flesh stick to the tree.

The snake hung on the tree, its tail dragging on the ground, and the village lord grabbed the snake skin with both hands and pulled it down.

The village owner had never picked the snakeskin, and he didn't know how to break the belly of the snakeskin, so he would come down as soon as he picked it up. How did he pick it up, he took the snakeskin off the circle and dragged it down.

How could the flesh of the snake be restrained from being dragged by him like this, and before the skin of the snake could be torn off, the flesh was torn off by him and fell from the branch.

The snake's skin had been pulled off, and the village lord pressed the snake's flesh to the branch, and so on several times, until the snake's skin was completely peeled off.

The village lord took the snake skin in one hand and the snake meat in the other, went back to the stone vegetable mound, put the snake skin and snake meat on the grass, and went to find suitable sticks and branches to make a rack for roasting snakes.

The village owner picked up the dry firewood that the soldiers had found, and did not know how to make a rack for roasting snakes. It's not that he won't, but he doesn't know how to do it for a while.

The village owner sat on the grass and went through the steps of making a shelf in his mind. Not only will the steps of making a shelf be repeated in his mind, but the village owner will go through the steps of making a shelf in his mind, and how to burn the fire, how much the fire will burn and then roast the snake, and how long the snake can be eaten, all from beginning to end in the brain.

The village lord went through these things in his mind, beat his hands, stood up, looked at the dry firewood and other places, and said to himself: "First set up the shelf, put some dry firewood, find something to wear the snake meat, and just burn it and roast it." ”

The village owner took the dry branch and began to build a grilled snake rack. He kidnapped the child without a rope, but only took a suitable dry branch and inserted it into the ground, three sticks diagonally on this side and three sticks diagonally on that side, and the two brackets of the shelf were ready.

After the two brackets were ready, the village owner threw the dry wood into the middle of the brackets.

After throwing the dry firewood, the village lord looked at the dry firewood and said, "This time, we should find a long stick for wearing snakes." ”

This stick is not easy to find, it should be pointed and thin, so that it is easy to wear the snake. The owner of the village looked around, and looked at the bushes that were less than a man tall, to see if there were any suitable for wearing snakes.

The lord of the village walked towards a bush more than twenty paces away, which looked slender and long from a distance, and was covered with thorns up close. The lord of the village went to the bush and said, "This wood is good, thin and long, and if you get all the thorns down, you can pierce the snake." ”

The village owner stretched out his hand to pull carefully, this wood is very tough, not easy to break, the village owner dragged a few times, this wood is undamaged.

The village lord looked at the wood and said, "I'll go and bring the long stick and beat it indiscriminately, not only to knock out the thorns, but also to discount you." ”

When he had finished speaking, the village lord went back to get the stick that picked up the snake.

The lord of the village took a stick, came to the bush, held the stick in both hands, and struck at the bush. The village owner hit more than a dozen sticks, many of the thorns were knocked off, and one that was not suitable was discounted.