The fifth day of survival in the Banna rainforest.

Bi Fang still wandered through the dense jungle, following the tracks on the ground in search of targets.

The hoof prints of the white-limbed bison are so large and deep that they cannot be easily washed away by heavy rain when they step on a pit in the damp ground of the rainforest.

In a deep pit, several flying insects drowned in it, struggling to escape.

Bi Fang inserted his finger into it, and the muddy water in the pit directly covered the second joint, and more than a ton of weight pressed on the wet soil, and the mark was so exaggerated.

"The hoof pit is very deep, and generally speaking, the shallower the hoof print, the longer the target has been away, and vice versa, the deeper and closer it is, and it looks like we are about to catch up with the white-limbed bison."

Bi Fang wiped the hot sweat on his forehead, and felt a lot easier: "Huh, after chasing for a day, I finally want to catch up." ”

Since yesterday afternoon, Bi Fang has been tracking the white-limbed bison he encountered on the first day, although it has been several days, but experienced hunters can even track the traces left by the animal half a month ago.

But by the time Bi Fang finally came to the same place, due to the heavy rain, the hoof prints had completely disappeared and were completely covered by newly fallen dead branches.

He searched in different directions until four days in the afternoon before renewing the clues, and fearing that it would rain again in the evening, the clues were broken again, and Bi Fang chased them until dark before returning.

Early this morning, I brought enough food and tools, rearranged a pair of straw sandals, and set off again, all the way to now.

Naturally, this is not for the hunt of white-limbed bison, but for the sake of salt.

Large herbivores, they all have their own "salt mine bases".

All organisms have a similar pH, and herbivores need salt more than meat eaters.

They usually go to a cave to lick the rock wall, or go to a salted field. As long as they wait patiently for the tracking, sooner or later they will come to their salt mine base.

Next, Bi Fang only needs to dig the soil to boil salt, or he can also try to lick the rock wall of the cave and chisel a piece of salt mine.

As long as salt can be found, Bi Fang already has enough meat, vegetables, and salt, and has a stable life to continue the foundation, and he can start to make iron.

Thinking of this, Bi Fang continued to follow the hoof prints in front of him, and he did not let up, not only because of the snakes and ants everywhere, but also because he was about to face the white-limbed bison.

"From the hoof prints, we can see that along the way, the white-limbed bison barely circled, but walked around very recklessly, indicating that it was very confident, because there was no creature in the whole jungle to threaten it, and it could roam around confidently."

Even a poisonous snake can't easily bite through that thick, rough layer of skin like natural armor.

The sharp horns can penetrate everything, and the strong muscles can burst out with the power to pull out the tree.

"It is impossible for other animals to have this phenomenon, they will survive in a fixed territory that they are very familiar with, know where there is danger, where there are predators, and avoid risks in advance."

After a pause, Bi Fang joked: "If there is really a cow charm, then the avatar on it must be that of a white-limbed bison." ”

At noon, Bi Fang's stomach began to rumble, he looked up at the sky obscured by leaves, listened to the chiss of a flock of birds in the jungle from nowhere, lowered the bark frame behind him, and pulled out a fish.

The fish is the size of a small arm, and the tail is tied with rattans, and the other end emerges from the lip through the gills, bending the whole fish into a bow.

"Although I can't see the sun, my stomach and biological clock tell me that it should be noon, let's eat first, and then continue after eating."

Bi Fang cleared out a clearing, took out a stone dagger, and picked up the rattan.

When the rattan rope was cut, the fresh fish that had been imprisoned immediately jumped up, swung on the ground, and spat water, and the audience was shocked.

The fish was tied up early this morning, and it's been six or seven hours now, and it's still alive?

It's summer, can fish live out of the water for so long?

[African barramundi have invaded the Banna rainforest? 】

[This is an ordinary carp, right?] 】

"Haha, why do you think I'm tying up fish like this?" Bi Fang dug a pit on the spot, prepared to make a fire, and explained: "This is the bowfish technique, and the fish treated by the bowfish technique can live for 10 days out of the water in winter, and the dog days can live for at least 1 day." ”

"The rainforest climate is hot, dead fish are easy to spoil, and I have been moving, so it is inconvenient to make smoked fish, so I can only keep the fish alive.

The bow fish technique is divided into three steps: initial tying, water feeding and water binding.

At the beginning of the tie, the head and tail of the fish are tied with a straw rope, and the feeding is to put the tied fish into the living water of the creek to let it spit out the filth and absorb the new.

Wait until an hour later to tie the tail of the fish that has been fed water, and move the binding position up to the anus of the fish when the water is tied, so that it is completed.

Improper control will not only fail to achieve the effect of keeping alive and fresh, but will even affect the quality of the fish.

"It reduces the amount of activity of the fish through a special bundling method, and at the same time allows it to eat a lot of fresh water during the feeding phase, and it cannot be discharged."

"And keep the mouth of the fish open, the gills of the fish will also be forced to open, increasing the absorption of oxygen in the moist air, so the fish live for a particularly long time."

Bi Fang took out the tinder, produced smoke and flames, threw it into the pit, and then reprocessed the fish.

This fish was harvested at the fishing ground this morning, and it still retains its belly fat, but it has not treated the scales and internal organs, and the leaves are spread out, and all the internal organs are taken out.

"The biggest benefit of bowfish in summer is not only to keep it alive and fresh, easy to transport, but also to remove the earthy smell of river fish, and in 09 years, bowfish is also included in the FJ Provincial Intangible Cultural Heritage List."

The fish was inserted on bamboo skewers and grilled on the fire, and Bi Fang used a bamboo tube to cook some wild vegetable soup, sealed the lid, and inserted it directly into the campfire.

Bi Fang had the best preparations for the long-term war early, and when he came out this morning, he brought all the basic supplies, three cans of bamboo water, three big fish, and he had been collecting edible flowers and wild vegetables on the road, but he didn't have to worry about running out of food.

After eating, Bi Fang cleaned up the spot and continued to follow the deeper and deeper hoof prints.

Finally, in the afternoon, the hoof prints were almost as deep as a finger, and the soil on the ground was soft, and the heavy rain had sunk the entire rainforest into this semi-muddy state.

In order to prevent the mud from pouring into the straw sandals and getting in close contact with the skin, Bi Fang covered his feet with three layers of large leaves, barely blocking them.

"The weight of that white-limbed bison is about 12 to 13,000, depending on the softness of the soil, it should be so deep when you go down, it may be less than half an hour away, we have to be careful, maybe that big guy is nearby."

The hoof prints in front of him are bigger than Bi Fang's palms, let alone using horns, no one can survive with this hoof.

When he arrived here, Bi Fang didn't dare to stride forward at will, and basically squatted to track: "As I said before, when someone approaches, the white-limbed bison can sense human activity within 200 meters with its extremely sensitive sense of smell and hearing. ”

"It's probably why it hasn't noticed it yet, it has already spotted us first, so it's best to be vigilant at all times, don't stand upright at will, it's not good to attract the other person's attention."

[It's over, Fang Shen has degraded back]

[Young man, good waist strength! ] 】

[It looks a little wasted.] 】

Bi Fang bent down and moved forward, sweeping away the nearby bushes with his spear, as was the case in the primeval rainforest, it was very inconvenient to walk, and beyond the towering giant trees, there were bushes everywhere.

There is no road at all, and often after walking a distance, you may be scratched all over the body by bushes, but fortunately, the red mud can not only resist mosquitoes, but also put a thin layer of physical armor on Bi Fang, so you don't have to worry about scratches.

Bi Fang held the stick and pressed down the bush in front of him, and in an instant, the branches under the stick shook and rebounded back.

Press again, play again.

Well?

[Fang Shen's hands will also tremble? 】

[Hahaha, excellent elasticity]

"It's not that my hands are shaking." Bi Fang squinted his eyes, squatted deeper, and pressed a deep pit into the ground with his fist, and the stagnant water quickly gathered in it, forming a small puddle of earthy yellow.

After a few moments, the puddles rippled, layer after layer, never stopping.

Bi Fang's expression became serious: "It's the ground shaking." ”

[Earthquake?! 】

The audience was unconscious, and when they heard the ground shaking, they immediately thought of the earthquake and completely exploded.

[This, find an open place to hide? 】

[Where is there an open place here?] 】

[I haven't heard that Yunnan is in the earthquake zone]

"It's definitely not an earthquake." Bi Fang remembered the huge size of the white-limbed bison, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he pressed down all the bushes in front of him and passed through them.

The next moment, the front suddenly opened up, but it was not the landform, but the day after tomorrow.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Exactly the same white acute angle, the tall body of the giant Mac, the super tonnage full of muscles, and the powerful and fierce aura can be clearly felt even from a distance of dozens of meters.

But at this moment, an extremely large snake head was stuck in its acute angle, and the red blood of the large pool was dripping down, accumulating into a puddle of blood under the hoof prints of its running past.

The huge python, covered in blood and black spots, was wrapped around the body of the white-limbed bison, shrinking inch by inch, and the muscles on the thick body were stretching.

The white-limbed bison slammed into the tree in front of him over and over again like a madman, and all the bushes around it fell as if they had been bombarded.

Many trees were not spared, one after another, and the saplings that had not yet grown into towering trees all fell, like a battlefield.

The violent and bloody scene impacted the senses of Bi Fang and even the audience in front of the screen, and they were hairy, as if they had been ploughed from their hearts over and over again by a wooden plow.

[My mother, the bull and snake fight! ] 】