After nightfall, the temperature plummets. One less hands clasped his knees, curled up on the branch where the rattan was tied. His back was against the trunk of the tree, and with the rhythm of his breathing, the cerebellars that were hanging to one side fell slightly......

The little bees that have been busy all day have also gone to rest.

The four bees guarding the home are still within two feet of the honeycomb (note: one foot = 33.22 miles), seemingly irregularly, but dutifully patrolling back and forth......

A small bee patrolled to the northeast corner of the hive, hovering in the air with its wings flitted, searching for the enemy around it.

For this section of dead wood hanging directly above the honeycomb, the little bee was used to it, and did not feel anything unusual.

It didn't stay long, it continued to fly, fulfilling its mission as a guardian and circumnavigating the honeycomb for a week.

Just as the little bee was turning around and flying from east to south, a large drop of rain grazed its right wing and smashed down.

The little bee dodged to the left, and as it dodged, it casually glanced up at the hanging dead wood. If Shaoyi had seen this, he would not have thought that the little bee would be attracted to the upside-down dead wooden barrel. Sure enough, the little bee continued to descend as if it were nothing, and went straight to his hometown, the hive.

The other little bees also sensed the impending rain, and seemed to have made a decision, and together with the little bee, they changed their flight routes and ran back to the honeycomb.

At a distance of more than an inch from the honeycomb (note: one inch = 3.33 miles), the little bees hovered and began to dance, their wings stirring up at great speed, one, two, three, four, a total of four times, and then they flew up and down in a clockwise circle, and fanned their wings five times again.

The dance of several little bees is not uniform, but one after another, it is vivid and beautiful.

The bee colony in the honeycomb immediately received the rain signal transmitted by the guards with dance, and the small bees in the outermost circle of the honeycomb opened their wings one after another, and for a while, the entire honeycomb was protected by layers of bee wings, like rows of erected shields.

The little bee that noticed the deadwood beehive flew straight away from the honeycomb and flew towards the deadwood beehive again.

Could it be that the bee colony has found a place to shelter from the rain, and this brave little bee has come to explore the way?

Just when a drop of rain brushed the wings of the little bee, another drop of rain was smashing on the right ear of the little bee, and the less one did not have the keen perception of the little bee, and could not measure the size of the rain that was about to fall.

It seems that this nest of bees is nesting for the first time in a large forest, and it has little experience, and the hive hangs bare from the branches of trees that can see the sky, without eaves, canopies, thick trunks, etc. as a protective cover, and the position is simply not able to withstand the coming rainstorm.

When the little bee that left the nest was wandering around and preparing to hide from the rain, Shaoyi clenched his little fist tightly and said in his heart: Little bee, you come in, and when you are long, this step will be missing.

In the blink of an eye, the little bee burrowed into the upside-down dead wood hive, and it had just flown into the hive when a gust of wind struck.

The Deadwood Hive withstood the wind and did not sway much in the wind, thanks to the strong, short, and securely fastened rattan that lifted the Deadwood Hive. Underneath the deadwood beehives, the hives had been blown to the ground, a large pile of honey was dripping to the ground, and the swarm of bees buzzed out of their crumbling hometown.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the little bee that had finished surveying the dead wood beehive stood at the edge of the dead wood, and it tried to fly out, but after several attempts, it was blown back into the dead wood hive by the strong wind along the mouth.

After several attempts, the little bee finally found the right time, and it happened that it flew out from the angle with the least wind resistance, and the little bee successfully flew away from the dead wood beehive.

"Boom—" A muffled thunderbolt fell.

At this time, the honeycomb swayed even more, and the bee colony fell into panic, and some bees did not grasp their feet, and were swept away by the strong wind, and disappeared.

After a long battle of wits with the wind, the wise little bee who had gone to explore the deadwood hive finally returned to the hive. It didn't rest, but immediately used its antennae with other bees to transmit messages.

As the rain intensified, the rain line became denser, and a large group of small bees, led by this advance bee, braved the wind and rain and flew into the dead wood beehive.

Between their original hives and the dead wood hives above, under the storm, the little bees used their seemingly weak bodies to build a pocket-like corridor with the thickness of a vegetable saucer—the flesh corridor.

After the formation of the "flesh corridor", the bees that remain in the hive begin to move towards the hive en masse: the worker bees come first, then the worker bees carrying the eggs, then the male peak, and the queen bee in the center......

A bolt of lightning struck through the dense sea of silver fir leaves, and the lightning shone directly on the corridor of the bee's flesh.

The little bees struggled to whip their little wings so that the corridors of the bees' bodies would not be washed away by the wind and rain, and that the bees and queens could be smoothly moved to a safe place, a dead wood hive.

Under the light of lightning, Shaoyi can be vaguely seen under the protection of the "flesh corridor", a large bee with the length of a middle finger is "surrounded" by the bee colony, approaching the dead wood beehive little by little.

According to Goo, the biggest bee in a swarm of bees is the queen bee.

One less is ecstatic, if the queen bee enters the bee fight, then the bees will be safe and secure, at least, until the first rays of sunlight return to the earth the next day, they will not flee and fly away again under the leadership of the queen bee.

After a long time, the wind began to fade, the rain weakened, thunder and lightning alternated intermittently, and the wet forest was as bright as day, and then it was completely dark.

One less held his breath and prayed silently: don't make a mistake at the last minute!

Under the illumination of lightning one after another, the swarm escorted the queen bee into the dead wood beehive, and all of them settled down and rested, as if they had begun to identify with this new home. At this time, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

The bees who were to build the "flesh corridor" also entered the dead wood beehive one by one, and it seemed that the bees had finished moving.

In the colony, four guard bees stood out again. The wise little bee was not among them, and he was busy with other things in the deadwood hive.

By the time the colony moved to the end, the rain began to lighten.

Shaoyi took advantage of the night to climb to the branch near the hive, and he put one hand on the branch as a support, and with the other hand, he carefully plucked the beeswax flakes full of honey from the vacant hive and placed them side by side in the "recess bowl" of the trunk.

Then, Shaoyi took off his coat and climbed onto the branch above the deadwood beehive.

When the four little bees flew to the nearest to him, Shaoyi quickly wrapped the dead wood beehive with his clothes and the four flying guard bees. Although the bee colony will not escape from the dead wood in the rain tonight, Shaoyi is still actively guarding and setting up blockades.

The beehive was wrapped in clothes, and the rattan tied to the branch was untied, and the beehive was moved to the place where the trunk and branch intersected, and then the dead wood beehive was tightly tied to the trunk with the rattan.

After doing this, Shaoyi calmed down, and returned to the recess bowl where he had placed the beeswax tablets, and he broke off a small piece of beeswax tablets filled with honey, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed slowly and contentedly.

At this time, the rain had completely stopped, and one less ear listened to the movement in the dead wood beehive. There is no thunder and lightning, and at this time, the swarm is quiet.

"Sleep in peace, I'll move you to a better place tomorrow." It's definitely better than your old hive, at least it's no longer open-topped, wind-swept and rainy. One less nagged at the little bees.

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