I laughed and said, "Oh my God, Mr. Wood, it's a game changer for everyone to know that you, such a good man, have ended up in someone's bed." But think about it, don't make a fuss, your mature and stable temperament is very fascinating to women, plus you have been single for so many years, male hormones must be oversecreted, so unconsciously let Xiaohehuan fall in love! Do you also have feelings for the little acacia? ”

Wood hurriedly said, "I swear, I have absolutely no idea about that little acacia, last night, you said that we were going to go to the moor to find Luna, I was so worried about death, God is not guarding, the little acacia girl comforted me, although I don't understand what she says, but I know that she cares about me." ”

"It doesn't matter, the Bama people don't have a concept of monogamy, they often just like it and live together, and when they meet a better one, they empathize and don't fall in love. There is no need to worry about children, because the children of the Bama tribe are raised by everyone. So, Mr. Wood, think about it, you have made money by not having to take on the obligation of raising a child, but you don't need to take on the obligation of raising a child. ”

Wood shook his head repeatedly, "A man is responsible for every decision he makes, and he is also responsible for every impulse he makes. ”

This is Wood, he is actually a very traditional man, and he is also an idealistic man, so he will blame himself for an affair in his heart, and he will pursue a beautiful love in his heart for more than 20 years, and he will go deep into the barren land in order to fulfill his father's responsibilities.

Wood drew a cross on his chest: "Merciful God, please forgive me for my sins, and please Almighty cast out the demons in my heart." Then he said to me, "Billy, the little acacia kindly gave me a few red fruits, and the fruit was sweet and sour, and after I ate one, the feeling of bitterness was swept away, and the little acacia asked me to eat more, and after eating it, I actually ...... I climbed on the body of the little acacia, I am no different from a beast, and I will repent deeply of my sins to you when I find my daughter. Wood babbled.

After I listened to it, I laughed, "The kind of fruit that Xiaohuan gives you to eat is called jade fruit, which is very delicious", I only said this, and the latter words did not tell Wood, that jade fruit is sweet and sour, eating one or two can increase people's appetite, if you eat too much, jade fruit will become a fruit of desire, people will be hot and dry all over the body, and have an aphrodisiac effect, in Chinese medicine, it is called aphrodisiac.

Little Acacia liked Wood, so he gave him jade fruit, and this is how the Bama woman attracted men.

I thought it was a little strange at first, but then I thought it might be better.

In Tom's Bar, I saw those beautiful women, who dressed themselves up beautifully, but in fact, they were also attracting men. Compared with the small acacia, the two kinds of people use two different ways, but one is more direct and the other is more subtle.

If you want to talk about the purpose, Xiao Hehuan's purpose may be more pure, she just wants to have a child with Wood, and she doesn't even know that Wood was an officer, has a villa at home, and is still an authentic British. And those bar women get close to men and attract men for many purposes. The first time Peyau and I went to the bar, I saw the bar lady greet Boo in every way, and when Boo passed her with a cocktail, she quickly threw herself into the arms of another white man.

I suddenly remembered Luna, when she sat in the bar in red makeup, like a peacock with an open screen, she surprised everyone, but her coldness rejected everyone, only because I sent her ten glasses of wine and made her smile. At that moment, she left an indelible mark on my heart, and I finally knew that in "Song of Long Hatred", "looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color", is by no means an exaggerated description of the poet, it can be real.

So I couldn't hate Luna at all because she ran away twice, and I was willing to stand up when I saw her humiliated by the mayor's wife in the hospital, and now I heard her run into the wasteland, and I hurried to find her, and sometimes, I don't know why? Is it because of love? I do not know. I also like Piyu very much, and it is clear that I am happy with Piyou, and sometimes I am even willing to be her little brother and mess around with him. Is this also because of love?

If it's all of them, then have I become the scumbag in Wood's mouth! Because in my heart, the most perfect love is, of course, the love between my father and Anne that transcends race, time and space, and even life and death.

Anne recognized the person she had been with all her life when she first met her father, and I haven't figured it out yet, it seems that Piyu is right to sometimes say that I'm a scumbag, I may really have the talent and potential of a scumbag, right?

As I walked, I continued to look at the footprints on the ground, the scattered droppings, and the bones of some animals, and judged the coyote's tracks by these clues, and so on for another whole day.

I noticed a lot of feces in the area, which were loose and very different from coyote feces. Because when coyotes eat their prey, their powerful jaws will bite the bones of the prey and swallow them, and when their feces are very hard, bone slag can sometimes be found in them, and fossils of coyote feces have also been found.

But today, judging from the feces excreted by this guy, there is a big guy in this area, an absolutely giant existence, if my guess is right, it should be a big wild boar.

Australia has lived alone overseas for thousands of years, and there are many unique animal species, while at the same time, there is no trace of common animals in other places, such as lions, tigers, elephants, giraffes, and even pigs and dogs, but when Europeans set foot on this continent, Australia's animal family began to live. Because although there are no donkeys in Guizhou, there are good deeds in the boat, some bring rabbits, some bring domestic pigs, some bring cattle and sheep, cats and dogs, and camels, these animals run into the wild, and they quickly go wild, because they have no natural enemies, one by one, they eat their brains and intestines, and mutate into extremely powerful populations, and some individuals even become behemoths.

I reminded Wood to be careful, but at the same time, I was extremely excited, hunting behemoths is every hunter's dream. Then we walked all day, and saw no of the beast, but hunted only one kangaroo, and then in the evening we found a cave and began to barbecue rat meat at the mouth of the cave, and I knew that the further we went, the more desolate it became, and the less food we could hunt, so I needed to roast a lot of jerky in case I needed it.

Knowing that the beast was infested, Wood and I sealed the hole with stones again, and then lay down on the hay and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, I was suddenly moved by the shaking of the ground, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps. I touched Nemo with my arm to remind him to cheer up, and Wood didn't need me to remind him at all, and he hit me with his arm in response.

My intuition told me that there was a giant beast at the entrance of the cave, and it seemed to be catching the scent with its nose, constantly twitching and sniffing. It immediately dawned on me that our kangaroo meat had drawn the big guy in.

With a whoop, the stone wall was violently torn down, and in the smoke and dust, a large wild boar stuck its long mouth in while continuing to catch the smell with its nose.

This is probably the largest wild boar I have ever seen, there are some wild boars all over the world, the largest in Asia, where wild boars can reach 200 kilograms, which is already a big guy in the eyes of humans, but today's wild boar definitely weighs more than 400 kilograms. It was dark brown all over, and had a deep scar on its face, as if it had been left from fighting other beasts. The needle-like bristles on its back seem to declare that in this area, it is an existence that no one dares to provoke.

I knew that with the size of this wild boar, it was too easy to break through the stone wall, and if it saw that it had blocked two humans in a shallow hole, it could eat it with its mouth open, and it would probably wake up laughing when it slept.

I don't dare to use a shotgun or a dagger, for I can't guarantee that I can kill myself in one blow, and if I just let this big boar be wounded, it will definitely be mad, and we will die even more ugly.

The big boar was still sniffing, and I immediately grabbed the leg of the kangaroo that Wood and I had leftover, and threw it in front of the mouth, and the big boar smelled the smell, opened its bloody mouth, showed Sensen's fangs, and took the kangaroo's leg out.

I saw that its fangs were more than ten centimeters long, and some of them were pointed out to the outside of the mouth, and they could penetrate the human body when closed, and I couldn't help but feel numb when I thought about it.

I motioned to Wood to take out all the roasted kangaroo meat, a kangaroo's leg would not satisfy a large boar at all, not to mention that the meat on it had already been cut off and eaten.

Sure enough, after only a few bites, the boar threw the kangaroo's leg aside, and then stuck its mouth out of the hole again.

I hurriedly handed over a piece of kangaroo jerky, I think I am more grandchildren than the fat chef in front of the big gold tooth, right? That's a certainty, I just want to feed the big boar now, let it eat and drink to its heart's content, and leave with a full burp, even if it sees me, it's too lazy to take a bite.

The boar cried out happily, and took a bite of the meat in his mouth, all of which came from my hands, and which had conquered the taste buds of the prince and the governor at the Brydon Hotel, but now seemed to be a worthless rotten cabbage, which was being chewed by the boar.

I believe that the great boar has never tasted such a delicacy, and it eats so happily that it swallows a large piece of rat meat in two bites, and then sticks its mouth into the hole.

Watching the jerky I had worked so hard to bake being ruined by this big guy made my heart bleed. I had to comfort myself that a drop of blood was better than no death.

In this way, the jerky I roasted with a kangaroo was eaten clean by the big boar, and it seemed to be too full, and began to be picky about the jerky that I threw away, like a lady at a banquet, and ate all kinds of delicacies in reserve, and finally hummed contentedly and left the hole.

Wood and I looked at each other and smiled wryly, and the fruits of our nearly day's work were in vain.

Fortunately, the boar was full of food and drink, and there was no more danger, so we lay down in the cave and fell asleep. When we woke up the next morning, Wood and I were a little dumbfounded, the food had been eaten by the big boar, and we needed to be hungry, so we had to pick up the kettle and drink a few sips of water to satisfy our hunger.

Fortunately, I can still find some wild fruits on the road, which can replenish the calories lost by our bodies. I had to look around for animals, no jerky, and we didn't survive more than three days in the moor.

Luckily, as luck would have me, a bison appeared in front of me, and with a single shot shattered its hope of escape, it crashed to the ground, and in the evening it was baked on the fire in strips of dried meat. The bison meat tasted far better than kangaroo meat, and Wood and I finally enjoyed the fullness of the delicious taste after a day of grumbling.

I roasted the rest of the beef into jerky and packed it into our bags, and with it I had the courage to go to any corner of the moor.

Then, as we were about to fall asleep, there was another sound of powerful footsteps on the ground, and the stone wall we had built collapsed again, and the big mouth full of fangs came in again. Yesterday's script was played again, and I had to take out the jerky packed into the bag and feed it to the big wild boar one by one.

While feeding the mouth that ate my heart's blood, I cursed the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the big wild boar, eat me once, I was in a hurry to find someone, I didn't have the same knowledge as you, why did I still kick my nose in the face, and I was addicted to eating, you really took me as a big family, you can eat casually, you don't look at who I am, my food is not so delicious? Go and reflect on it!

Maybe it was because the big wild boar was too full yesterday, and he didn't eat much jerky today, so he left with a chirp. The big boar obviously enjoyed the feeling of getting something for nothing.

Wood asked in frustration, "Billy, what are we going to do?" ”

Yes, it would be maddening if this big boar followed us, and no one in the world could run into the wasteland hungry. We are now in a situation where we are not only without food, but also at risk.

I gritted my teeth, "Mr. Wood, we need to roast this big wild boar to jerky." ”

Wood, a hobby hunter, was thrilled to see that I had made up my mind to hunt the great boar.

It was another dawn in the wasteland, and we packed the rest of the jerky into our bags and continued on our way, but just after noon, we found a place to camp. In the evening, I put a hunted sheep at the mouth of the cave to barbecue, this blatant way will make the smell of roast sheep spread farther and have a strong attraction to the big guy.

To be exact, this cave is just a few thousands of pounds of boulders stacked on top of each other, forming a gap that I can get in from this side and out from the other, but in my eyes it is the grave of a large wild boar.

I dug a deep pit in the ground between the two boulders at the entrance of the cave, and found some wrist-thick tree trunks, sharpened one end with a dagger, and stuck it upside down at the bottom of the pit.

Since it is a trap, it is natural to camouflage, and the big wild boar will not obediently jump into the trap to seek death, on the contrary, these behemoths can survive in the natural law of survival of the fittest, which has already shown that they are extraordinary, both cautious and decisive, and their huge bodies and top-level resistance to attack are also the capital of their rampant wasteland. I put a few long poles on the trap, pulled some fluffy vines, and cut some reeds to camouflage.

I asked Mr. Wood to climb to a big tree with a gun and stand guard from the tree, where he could see every move below, and I taught him some simple communication gestures that would allow us to keep in touch without being noticed by the boar, especially since I could tell him what to give me and when. Woodburn, an officer, was interested in this sign language, and bluntly stated that the field troops should have learned some of these sign languages and bird languages a long time ago, and the police should have learned them as well.

I listened to Wood's emotion, and repeated the sign language and bird language again, making sure that Wood had mastered it.

I tied the dagger to a wooden stick with a thin wrist, which I could use as a hunting fork when fighting the boar, and stabbed it into the boar's heart.