Lightly stepping on the ground, calm and calm, Bran had eight arrows hanging from the quiver on his back.

The body and tail feathers were sharpened by Jack cutting an oak tree.

Jack, who was born in a carpenter's family, took over the arrows for this trip, and the thin iron arrowhead was built by Iron Mountain, the son of a blacksmith, and an old blacksmith in the manor.

Walking around the forest, Bran was a little excited, this forest and the valley are not destroyed by human mining, and they are connected to the nearby mountains, there is plenty of food, and the ecology is quite diverse.

Even in his previous life, Bran, who was busy making money, rarely came to such a place that was very close to nature.

The smell of fresh earth irritates the nostrils, and many small animals are hurrying to feed, making weak and inaudible sounds, while staring at the movements of these "giants" who have left huge footprints.

The hunt provoked Bran's sense of conquest.

It wasn't long before Bran saw a brightly colored fowl with thick feet, a somewhat large mouth, and small sharp teeth on the lips when he stuck out his tongue.

That's you!

Bran's hand with a "wrench" pulled out the short arrow back, held it on the string, adjusted his breathing, and pulled the short bow with maximum strength, and at the same time slowly approached, and finally stopped at a distance of about fifteen meters.

But this is different from the immobile dead ring target, Bran did not step well, made a louder sound, the bird suddenly spread its wings, jumped more than three meters high, and climbed a tree.

An arrow misses the ground and pierces it into the soft mud.

Then the bird spread its wings in the air again, and instantly jumped to another bush more than four meters high.

The eyes also noticed below, and Bran, who was attacking himself, made a "fowl contempt".

Arrogant, arrogant, up the tree.

"What's this thing called?" Bran asked the people next to him, and there was almost no zoology to do with his grandfather's thick books.

"It's the mountain fire duck you said before, it tastes good." Jack replied.

"This kind of duck can't fly, but it can jump very high, the soles of its feet are thick and powerful, but it doesn't have much flesh, it runs very fast, and it likes to eat wild fruits and insects."

Rotten hands are also added on the side. At the same time, I thought, this aristocratic boy is really lucky, this duck rarely appears, and tonight has a good mouth.

When this thing is cooked, the meat aroma is perfect.

The others have no intention of drawing the bow with arrows, and in the state that the front does not endanger the master, it is impossible for them to steal the limelight with their arrows, and the sycophants should be shot from a small place.

The second arrow, Bran, shot towards the sky, and the mountain fire duck did not move, looking at the sky above, as if he was sure that he would not be shot.

Bran's attention was on the duck, and beside him, Iron Mountain, who had lived here for several years, noticed the birds in the other bushes, making unidentified calls, as if to warn.

Iron Mountain's eyes rolled to see what it was, and he clenched the dagger in his hand.

"Huh."

Bran shot again, shooting a straight line upwards, this time successfully shooting the soles of the mountain fire duck's feet, causing it to make a painful sound, but it did not fall, because the mountain fire duck had a stronger enemy hovering above, it was a full-grown goshawk!

It seized the opportunity to swoop in, and with one claw fell into the neck of the mountain fire duck, and the mountain fire duck was attacked up and down, and after struggling for a few seconds, it died.

A few feathers shook to the ground, and then the goshawk was lucky enough to dodge Carol's arrow, successfully dragging away the prey and Bran's arrow.

Archery was a physical activity, and it wasn't long before Bran was gasping for air, and his results were mediocre, with only one lame rabbit and Jack a male pheasant.

And Carol, who is skilled in archery, and Tie Shan, who is very good at hunting, have achieved much more fruitful results, and the two have also teamed up to catch a non-venomous short snake and prepare to cook it into broth.

The first day passed quickly, and the crowd had not entered deeply, so they decided to hurry up and return to the hut.

The stars at night are like jewels shining, the starlight and moonlight penetrate into the forest, and the warm glow from the bonfire is a different scenery.

Bran stared at the starry sky quietly, and no one dared to disturb his moment in a daze until he himself withdrew his gaze.

There are wooden thorns, pits, and other arrangements to prevent the attack of large beasts next to the wooden house, and many animals know that they dare not disturb lightly, and it is very safe, so they can drink a certain amount of alcohol without being too drunk to move.

The six forest rangers had already met and surrounded Bran and the others, and no matter where they ran out of the wild from this angle, they had to bite someone else first with the first bite.

In the career of a forest keeper, the most anticipated thing is the meal.

Everyone put out today's trophies to share, and the smell of animal blood was very strong.

The grease falls into the campfire, crackling, this sound can amplify people's desire for food, even fanatical, at this moment, there is no grudge more important than eating one meal of meat, if there is, then two......

If the hunt goes well, the barbecue is available in almost every meal, and there is no need for any seasoning, remove the fur, dig out the internal organs, wash it with mountain spring water, and then smear a little coarse salt on the line, and some people like to add "sugar", but this is one of the best seasonings, so it is extremely economical to use, due to the environment, the bloody can not be cleaned very clean, and there is a primitive flavor to eat.

The bitterness of the first bite let Bran know that he would eat at most one bunch of this wild practice.

Bran put down the barbecue made of wooden skewers and took out a small square box, which contained pepper, cinnamon, cloves and other seasonings, and let some expensive spices greatly stimulate the taste buds of everyone.

Generous aristocratic young master.

The Forester's evaluation of Bran has risen a little more, three times a day, from beautiful, neat and tidy, to generosity.

The joy of a meal brought everyone closer, and the rude foresters laughed from time to time when they told their stories or troubles, which made Bran seem to the forester in front of him to be more vicious than he looked.

The campfire can't be extinguished, it improves safety, so there is one person on duty every day, but this does not include Bran and Carol.

Bran lay flat in the locker in the cabin, and Carol was half-lying in the doorway.

Unfamiliar environment, the humidity was very heavy at night, and Bran couldn't sleep.

It was almost dawn before Bran fell asleep, and at about six o'clock in the morning, the animals of the forest had already gone through a round of survival battles, and several small animals ran by, and Bran woke up, and was gently awakened.

The food has been prepared, a large pot of "wild vegetable meat porridge", the fragrance is okay, but the appearance is not good, it looks almost mushy.

Bran ate something different, mainly the white bread that had been baked yesterday and brought out of the estate.

The bread was already a little stiff, and the amount left was enough for Bran to finish the meal "alone", and he poured porridge on the bread to make it soft and put it in his mouth, and it tasted good, and he looked at the mountains and forests, thinking that it would be very pleasant to have such an industry.

Tie Shan then filled a water bag with mountain spring water and handed it over, and Bran took two sips, which was very sweet.

"Go a little deeper today and see if you can meet a live deer or a mink or something."

"Yes."

Today, it was still a bad hand to follow, and the group penetrated deeper places.

It is also a place where the forest guards often set foot, and the various markings are obvious and very safe.