Chapter Eighty-Three: Choosing a Bow Wood
"How?"
The white light flashed, and the white snake appeared on Fengyun's arm, holding his head high, looking into his eyes.
"Amazing, amazing, it's amazing. ”
Fengyun immediately praised in succession.
"Hmph, now I know I'm good? I've always been great. Since I was born, I haven't been defeated by anyone. ”
The head of the white snake was raised higher.
"Good work. Do you want to eat some. ”
A fist-sized bird egg was taken out of the back basket behind the Fengyun detective and shook it in front of the white snake.
The white snake's gaze immediately followed his hand, no, it was the bird egg in his hand that kept moving, as if it had some magical power, and its gaze was firmly sucked.
"Here you go!"
As soon as Fengyun flicked it, the bird's egg flew towards the white snake.
The white snake leaned forward, and the egg disappeared into thin air.
"Well, yes, delicious. The taste is very special, and you must find more of these eggs in the future. Cloud, do you know what kind of bird's eggs this is?"
"I don't know. There are so many birds in the woods, how can I recognize them all. ”
Fengyun shook his head again and again, don't say that he really doesn't know, even if he knows, he won't admit it.
Finding eggs is a tedious task, and it is even more troublesome to find the eggs of a particular bird alone.
"It's a shame. ”
The White Snake was a little discouraged, but it soon became happy again, as Fengyun took out a few more eggs from the basket and placed them in front of it.
After eating the bird's eggs in Fengyun's hand, White Snake felt that it was not enjoyable, so he jumped directly into the back basket and began to eat a lot.
Fengyun tidied up, and walked towards the spider forest with his spear in hand.
He didn't take the way of going straight ahead, but went around in a big circle before he walked in.
In front of him were the stumps and bodily fluids of the spiders that had been killed by the White Snake, and he didn't want to have any contact with them.
Walking into the forest, especially the area where the cobwebs were located, a wet and sticky feeling kept coming from his feet, and Fengyun's brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.
He hated it.
He regretted that he hadn't found the time to get the shoes out.
The people of the Flame Snake tribe have no shoes and are barefoot all year round.
In winter, people will stay at home and do not go out, except in winter, the land is covered with snow, there is no way to gather food, hunting is difficult, and another reason is that there are no shoes.
According to the information that Fengyun received from the original owner of the body, the winter here is too cold.
Even if the physical fitness of the totem warriors is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and their resistance to the cold is not comparable to that of ordinary people, they still can't stand it if they walk barefoot in the ice and snow, and they will be frostbitten.
Of course, the primitive people of the Flame Snake tribe did not know how to protect their feet.
If they had to go out, they would wrap their feet in hides and tie them to their feet with ropes.
However, this way of keeping warm has great drawbacks, it is inconvenient, and it will also affect their flexibility of action, and the warmth is not guaranteed.
Fengyun has already made a decision.
Having gathered the materials for making the bow and patrolling the hunting grounds, he went back and took some time to try to get his shoes out.
According to the memories of the original owner of the body, winter here came very suddenly, and a strong wind blew down, which not only caused the temperature to drop rapidly, but also could summon heavy snow.
However, snow rarely falls during the winter hunt, and it is often the snow that falls as soon as the winter hunt is over.
In a day, or even half a day, the snow on the ground can easily reach the top of a child's head.
Fengyun felt that the emergence of this situation was not accidental, and should be the result of Wu's careful selection.
The time when the winter hunt began was determined by Wu, and the time when it ended was also set by him.
He was able to ensure that there was no snow during the winter hunt, or very little snow, not just by conjecture, in other words, the time he chose was well-founded.
As for what he was based on, Fengyun didn't know, but that didn't stop Wu from leaving a sense of mystery in his mind.
Walking in the slippery forest, Fengyun's attention is not distracted, on the contrary, very concentrated, always paying attention to the situation around him.
Although the spiders he saw were all killed by the white snake, there were so many forests, who could guarantee that there would be no fish that slipped through the net.
If a careless person is bitten by a fish that slips through the net, it is a capsized boat in the gutter.
Fortunately, he made it all the way to his destination, and he didn't see a single spider.
The color of the tree standing on the wind and clouds is very special, showing a strange purple color.
The epidermis is smooth, even if any noticeable protrusions are seen, it is very straight, straight and straight.
Fengyun believes in his eyes.
He dared to pack a ticket, even if he measured it with a ruler, I am afraid that he might not be able to make an object as straight as it.
The Purple Tree, also known as the Bow Tree, was the name given to it by the people of the Flame Snake tribe when they first saw it, and the latter was the name they gave it after they discovered that it could make bows.
Nowadays, people call it Bow Tree, but the name Purple Tree is rarely called.
Fengyun reached out and grabbed the bowwood.
The bow wood is not thick, it is only as thin as a finger, and it is generally not thicker than the mouth of a teacup.
Cut them into the right length, after a simple treatment, tie the bowstring, a bow is good, very simple, this is the fundamental reason why bow wood is so popular with hunters.
The bow wood in front of Fengyun is about a circle thicker than an egg.
If the elasticity is large enough and the deformation is relatively uniform, it will be a good material for making bows.
Fengyun grabbed the bow wood and pulled it in front of him.
He immediately felt a strong resistance.
"Not bad. ”
Fengyun nodded, showing a satisfied expression.
According to the feel, the strength of the bow made by taking this bow back is definitely much greater than the bow made for him, that is, the one he is using now.
Instead of cutting down the bow wood immediately, Fengyun grabbed it and exerted force in different directions, making it constantly bend in all directions.
This is the method of choosing the bow wood that the tyrant taught him.
A good bow wood, no matter how far he makes it deform, it doesn't make any sound.
If, in the process, it makes a sound, even if it is a very slight sound, it is not qualified.
If this unqualified bow wood is retrieved, even if it is barely made, the service life will be much shorter, and there is a certain chance of breaking.
The bow wood in front of Fengyun passed the test of Fengyun, but instead of cutting it down immediately, he pulled a handful of grass and stuck it on top of it to make a mark.
The more things he experienced, the more he was in awe of the legendary snake god, and the more he attached importance to the witch's admonitions.
No matter what kind of resources are acquired, you must not be too greedy to lead to their demise.
Fengyun actually quite agreed with this point of view, even if there was no snake god, he would not ignore Wu's warning.
Keeping the food chain intact and sustainable is already known to everyone before the storm.
It has also been proven that this approach does bring great benefits.
It was precisely because of the influence of this idea that Fengyun decided to limit the number of bow trees cut down this time, and it was enough.
But he seemed to have forgotten that he had just killed the spider army.
It can be seen that the rules that people are willing to follow are beneficial to them, and if they are not, they will be ignored intentionally or unintentionally.
After some selection, Fengyun finally decided on his goal.
There were three in total, not including the first one that passed his inspection, and he found a better one.
Through observation and comparison, Fengyun found that even bow wood of the same thickness is very different, and good elasticity will even be several times worse.
In addition to testing their elasticity with your own hands, another very practical way to select good bow woods is to observe their color.
A good bow wood will be darker in color, but this darkness is not dull, but a kind of deepness, like the precipitation of the years.
Fengyun pulled out the king beast tooth knife and began to cut down, and in the process, he felt resistance, as well as the rebound of the bow wood against the blade.
Fengyun was even more satisfied with his choice.
With the sharpness of the King Beast Tooth Knife, the fact that the bow wood has this performance is enough to show that they are indeed very good.
Three, it seems to be a little less, but in fact, it is quite a lot.
Each of them is more than two zhang long, and there are far more than one bow that can be made.
Even if the texture of the place where it is far away will be worse, the bow will not be bad, at least in the eyes of the flying hunters in the tribe, it is a coveted good thing.
They don't have the skills of Fengyun, they can wipe out the entire spider army, come to the place where the bow wood grows, and choose carefully.
In the past, if they wanted to obtain the bow wood, they needed to cooperate, some of them were responsible for luring away the spider army, and some of them rushed over and cut down.
Even if their quality were to be checked, it would be extremely rushed, and it would be more of a matter of luck to get a good bowwood.
Cutting off a few thin rattans, tying up the bow and wood, Fengyun carried out of the forest, walking very fast.
The damp touch of the forest didn't make him very comfortable.
After leaving the forest, Fengyun did not immediately complete the task assigned by Wu and inspect the hunting grounds, but went to search for traces of brute beasts and prepare to feast.
This time, he came out with a lot of spices.
It didn't take long for him to get his wish, and he also hunted three kinds of prey, one was a bird, one was a rabbit, and one was a deer, all of which were of good flesh and good taste among the brute beasts.
While dealing with the prey, a question suddenly popped up in Fengyun's heart.
The resources of the Snake God Mountain are quite abundant, there are many brute beasts of all kinds, and the number of wild beasts is also quite large, but why is the meat in the Flame Snake Tribe so small and so precious?
Not to mention other hunters, he has seen the hunting ability of the tyrant with his own eyes.
He could have provided the tribe with a large amount of meat by himself if he wanted to, but he did not do so, and even when there was a famine in the tribe, he did not go hunting with all his might, which he did not understand.
"If you have the opportunity to ask Uncle Tyrant, you will know. ”
Fengyun quickly put this problem behind him and began to concentrate on disposing of the prey in front of him.