The chanting sound in the temple sounded one after another, sacred, clear and peaceful. Somehow, Xiaoyu also wanted to listen, and wanted to climb a tall pine tree and listen to the sound of chanting.

When it was searching, it found a pile of loess, like a tomb, here, the smell emanating from the squirrel father is particularly strong, so it sat next to it to ponder and guess, could it be that the squirrel father was buried under this pile of loess?

Suddenly, it smelled the smell of a man again, and heard the footsteps of a man, so he crouched still, and when he saw the man coming this way, he jumped away with a "poof", and quietly climbed up a tall pine tree, facing the monastery and listening to the scriptures with great fascination.

Feeling that the pine tree was trembling slightly, Xiaoyu thought that the wind was blowing, and it was not the wind, so it hung its neck and found that someone was climbing up the tree from the root of the tree, and the frightened Xiaoyu kicked his feet, jumped onto another pine tree, and then slipped down and dived into the miscellaneous wood forest on the other side of the temple.

It climbed up a leafy locust tree, and heard the sound of fluttering, like a bird startling, yes, the branch at the top of the tree supported a nest made of dead branches, and there were no birds in it, only the smell of birds.

When it sniffed it, it crawled into the nest, gathered its limbs, and curled its whole body in it, but its tail was thrown out, and its neck rested on the edge of the nest, and it looked at the monastery, still listening to the scriptures quietly.

It was late at night, and the monks went to bed. Light Rain crawled out of the bird's nest, slipped down the tree poles, and burrowed into the quiet jungle in search of food. At dawn, it heard the bell of the temple again, so it returned to the locust tree on the side of the temple, climbed into the bird's nest, and waited for the Buddha to hear the empty mountain.

In the middle of the morning, two birds were hovering over the locust tree and chirping fiercely, and they stared at the squirrels in the nest flying back and forth in dissatisfaction, like two stones about to hit the squirrels, but they could not hit, and the squirrels squatted in them and ignored them.

The daring bird, probably male, swooped down from the sky and pecked the squirrel's tail with its sharp beak, and the squirrel quickly twisted its neck and grinned at the bird's dismount.

Of course, it is no match for the squirrel, the squirrel's body is many times its own, it only harasses the squirrel, and still with another companion, flapping its wings and chirping in the air, as if to say: You robber who has invaded the house, don't let us go, or we will be with you endlessly.

The squirrels craned their necks and bared their teeth and cracked their mouths, and put on a fierce look that was going to bite them to death, and the two birds were afraid after all, and neither of them dared to attack them.

The squirrels entrenched in the bird's nest still face the temple and quietly listen to the mysterious and mysterious scriptures of the day.

At this moment, the squirrel did not notice that there was a man creeping down there to approach the locust tree, he was Pi Shuang, holding a shotgun aimed at the squirrel in the bird's nest and did not dare to pull the trigger, he was afraid of exposing himself with the sound of gunshots.

He stole all the fruits from the monastery last night, took many of them home, and then dived into the jungle at dawn.

When I saw two birds hovering and flying around in the sky near the temple, I guessed that something must be wrong.

He walked quietly over, and sure enough, he saw a broad, flattened white tail falling out of the bird's nest at the top of the locust tree, which was of course a squirrel. How can you catch it without shooting it with a shotgun? He thought about it and came up with an idea to catch a squirrel without using a gun.

He immediately dived into the depths of the forest, picked up a pile of dead branches, tied his shotgun in it, and carried it as a bundle of firewood, and walked towards the lake below the mountain.

When he saw a net-caster, he walked over and put down the bundle of firewood, and when the net-caster with a beard was busy for a while, and made a lot of "white strips" of various sizes and sizes to come ashore, he smiled and said to him: "Boss Yu, how many fish are there in this lake?" The beard looked at the skin cream with strange eyes and said, what does more or not have to do with you? Pi Shuang snorted, tilted his head, didn't look at him, but replied seriously: If there are many fish, you must protect them, and if there are few fish, you must not be paralyzed.

What do you mean? The beard took out a silver carp from the net and looked at the skin cream and asked.

Pi Shuang took a step back, stood on a slightly higher mound and said: Do you still need to ask? There are too many fish in your lake, and people are in danger of being stolen.

What about the lack of fish? The beard asked him with a wide eye-wide tug.

As for whether the fish is less or more, no one knows, the inch of water hides goldfish, this lake is less than a few hundred square meters in area, will others believe that there are few fish? The words of the skin cream made the beard inexplicable.

The beard still didn't understand what he meant, but was a little angry, and while busy picking fish and making nets, he said: No matter how many fish there are in this lake, whether it is stolen or not has nothing to do with you.

Boss Yu, you don't know what to do. I ask you so with concern to help you. Okay, you don't want me to help me and I'm leaving. After Pi Shuang spoke, he turned around and deliberately went to carry the bundle of firewood.

The beard thought to himself: What can a woodcutter help me? Then he said, "Go and gather firewood."

Pi Shuang snorted again: Do you know what is in this bundle?

Is there any gold and silver treasure that can't be found? Cheeks sneered.

My fellow in the bundle of firewood can keep your great lake safe, and no robber or thief will dare to offend you. Pi Shuang said as she reached out and slapped the bundle of firewood.

Hearing this, the beard was in awe, approached Pi Shuang and whispered: Is there a gun in it? Pi Shuang pretended to ignore him, turned his head and said: It has nothing to do with you whether it is a gun or not, anyway, you don't need to guard against this big lake, and it is useless to have a gun against you.

Young man, don't be presumptuous, I didn't say what I just said. The beard patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm trying to get a gun and keep the lake at night."

Pi Shuang simply untied the bundle of firewood, took out the shotgun, held the butt, pointed the iron-blue barrel of the gun at the sky above the lake, and then pulled the trigger, and with a "bang", a dazzling spark burst in the air.

The beard trembled in his heart, and he saw that Pi Shuang put the shotgun back into the dry wood and wanted to tie it up. The beard stopped: Why are you tied in a bundle of firewood?

Can this shotgun be visible casually? Leather cream asked rhetorically, and it was bound again.

He took his hand and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to help me?" Do you want to sell me this shotgun? Pi Shuang picked up the shotgun again, he just fired a shot to show the beard, this is a real guy. At this time, he said: I want to help you, but there is one condition.

What conditions? Bring it up and see if I can satisfy you? Bearded asked him. He didn't answer immediately, but walked a few steps towards the lake, picked up the fishing net that his beard had placed there, and said, "Lend me this."

What kind of condition is this? You can just use it! As soon as the beard made a promise, he still asked suspiciously: What do you want fishing nets for a firewood gathering on the mountain?

Pi Shuang said unhappily: Am I like a firewood collector? When you visited, who was the leather cream who was the commander of a company in New Zealand?

You're the one who got the notoriety...... No, no, the beard almost said the word "Zhao" at the back, and he was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he immediately stopped.

I'm the famous company commander skin cream. Skin cream is not ashamed.

Oops, I really don't know Tarzan. The beard followed him and complimented him with a grin.