The wind was howling, carrying snow flakes on Zhao Lin's face and body.

He sat on the big rock on the top of the mountain and did not move, and he did not feel cold, and his cultivation reached the blood realm, and his qi and blood were enough to resist the severe cold.

Absorbing the spirit of the beaver can improve your cultivation, but you can't pin all your hopes on this.

Otherwise, the beaver will not be caught, and the martial arts will be deserted, and the bamboo basket will be empty.

After practicing for half a day, I returned to my residence at dusk.

There was a food box on the stove, and the hot water was boiled, and I touched the body of the pot with my hand, and it was still warm.

After winter, it gets dark early, and Li Shi, a villager in charge of delivering food, prepares the food and delivers it very early.

There is a large bowl of bacon, a bowl of mutton and radish soup, and a plate of pickles in the food box.

In this era, there were no greenhouses, and the people would store weeds, potatoes, and radishes in vegetable cellars as vegetables for the winter.

Zhao Lin had dinner, walked around the house for a while, and went to bed early.

It was dark, and the cold wind crept into the house through the cracks between the walls and the ground.

It's not that the house is not built well, but it is deliberate.

The disciples who guarded the mountain lived alone in the mountains, and if the house was built too closed, in case of danger, it was neither possible to predict in advance, nor convenient to escape.

Therefore, when the Xingyun Sect asked the craftsmen to build the house, they deliberately opened small holes on all sides so that the disciples guarding the mountain could clearly hear the movements around them.

Not only that, but there are also two walls that are hollow in case of an emergency.

"I've been in this world for three years. I have changed from a young man in a mountain village to a disciple of the inner courtyard of the Xingyun Sect, and the changes are not insignificant. ”

"But we can't stop yet."

Zhao Lin lay on the bed, unable to sleep for a while, and unconsciously recalled the experience of the past three years.

From practicing martial arts in Qinghe County, to fighting with beards, to Xingyun Sect Dancing Elephant Courtyard, the inner courtyard ......

My goal has never changed: to live, to live well, to live long.

The first two goals have been initially achieved, and only the last one remains, and it is also the most difficult.

This is not the world of cultivating immortals, if you want to break through the shackles and see the scenery farther away, you must constantly improve the realm.

I tossed and turned for a long time, and I didn't fall asleep until late at night.

For three days in a row, Zhao Lin checked the traps everywhere every day.

He set traps in sparse woods, near the reeds and bushes of the river valleys, where wild pheasants frequent.

Nothing has been found at the moment.

According to the observation of the past few days, there are many fewer pheasants in the mountains than before, and if this continues, it will not take many days to become extinct.

If the pheasants are dead, will the beavers leave the place?

Zhao Lin thought it was very likely, and he speculated that the beaver should be wandering around the Yanyun Mountain Range, but he had just recently come to Guyan Mountain.

The beaver must be caught before the pheasant goes extinct, otherwise the Yanyun Mountains are so vast that it will be difficult to find once it leaves.

"Hey, why did the sticky net break?"

On the fourth day, when Zhao Lin was checking the trap hanging from the tree, he was surprised to find that the sticky net was broken.

When I took it off and looked closely, I saw a few green hairs hanging from the sticky web, many bite marks, and a few blood stains.

"The sticky net is made of silk, which is unusually strong, and if it is an ordinary bird, the wings will inevitably be stirred up and cannot be escaped."

"It can't be a squirrel, the color of the fur doesn't match."

Zhao Lin's heart moved, and he guessed that it was probably the beaver that was hanging, but unfortunately it bit off the sticky wire and escaped.

"It seems that these methods used to catch ordinary beasts ...... It's useless against flying beasts like beavers. ”

"Observe for two more days, if it doesn't work, you can only think of other ways."

That night, Zhao Lin was suddenly awakened by a strange sound in his sleep.

Terteer......

The sound grew clearer and clearer, as if something was rapidly approaching the house.

I didn't hear the sound of stepping on snow, which means that the sound came from the air.

Zhao Lin opened his eyes suddenly, picked up the iron ruler at the head of the bed, and rushed out of the room without even putting on his shoes.

Just as he was about to open the door, there was a "bang" on the door.

Zhao Lin was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, pulled the latch inward, and quickly flashed to the door.

By the light of the moon, I saw two wild pheasants fluttering on the ground, and I smelled a smell of blood in my nose.

Zhao Lin quickly glanced outside the door, dodged and rushed out, the ultrasonic wave was released in all directions, and he immediately located a raccoon-like animal flying in the air in front of him.

He seemed to glance back at himself.

When I looked up, I saw that the black shadow was surrounded by airflow, making a sound of "Teerter", and soon disappeared into the jungle.

"Sure enough, it's a beaver!"

Zhao Lin muttered to himself in a low voice, looked back at the two wild pheasants that had lost their breath next to the door, and raised his eyebrows.

What does it mean?

"The beaver was caught in a sticky net and was injured, and he knew that I did it, so he ran to threaten to retaliate against me?"

The more Zhao Lin thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility, so he went back to the house and closed the door, did not light the lamp, and sat at the table in the dark to think.

The book of the Scripture Pavilion only introduces the special habits of the beaver, and there is no record of its temperament, but judging from its performance tonight, it should have a certain amount of wisdom and hold grudges.

That's going to be hard.

Flying beasts are already difficult to catch, but now that they are on guard, it will be difficult to catch them.

Thinking about it, before he knew it, Zhao Lin suddenly remembered that Zhou Paotou had told him back then: Experienced hunters often rely not on clever hunting skills, but on patience.

In order to catch a prey, he often squats patiently for a day or even a month in a place where the prey is frequented.

Zhao Lin decided to use the stupidest way to catch this beaver: wait for the rabbit.

At this time, Li Shi pushed the door and came in, "Lord Zhao, your breakfast and lunch." ”

Zhao Lin got up and took the food box, thanked him, and said, "Brother Li Shi, can you help me make some cakes?" ”

Since you have to squat to guard the beaver, it means staying in one place all the time, not leaving halfway, and you must prepare plenty of food.

"Cheng, I'll send it in the afternoon."

Li Shi agreed.

Zhao Lin smiled: "Don't be busy agreeing first, I want a little too many cakes." ”

"How much?"

"Fifty pieces of bread the size of a grinding plate."

"So much?"

"Yes, there is another requirement: to be pure dough, no green onions, no meat. Don't use any seasoning, just a little salt. ”

Both green onions and meat have a flavor, which is not conducive to hiding tracks.

"Good! I'll go back to the pancakes. ”

Li Shi didn't ask the reason, and hurriedly went out and went down the mountain.

Before sunset, he and his son came to Zhao Lin's residence with a package of bread.

"Lord Zhao, are you enough to see this?"

Zhao Lin took it, felt heavy, opened the baggage, and saw a stack of thick dough cakes, only a faint fragrance of flour came out, and he was very satisfied, these cakes were enough for ten days and eight days.

"Very good, there is no need to deliver food for the time being, I will go down the mountain and tell you when I need to."

(End of chapter)