Yan Fangxiang continued to rush up the mountain, and soon, the feeling of being followed hit again.

It can't be Wang Wenwu anymore, who could it be?

Yan Fangxiang deliberately walked towards the thorny road and the barren grass road.

When he was sure to get out of his tracks, he found himself running deep into the woods where the women were forbidden.

In addition to the lush wild vegetables and strawberries, there were also traces of pheasants.

Yan Fangxiang's eyes lit up, she was no longer fifteen-year-old herself, she had corn flour tortillas in her hand, and she could weave cages, so she could try to hunt pheasants.

Yan Fangxiang built a simple triangular chicken coop with tree branches, covered the bottom with grass, sprinkled with broken cakes, and kneaded long ropes with tough grass stems, tied to the cage at one end, and tied to stones at the other end, ready to be thrown onto the branches of the big tree to fix.

Just as he was about to throw the grass rope, he found an eleven or twelve-year-old boy sitting on the branch of the big tree above, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and looking at Yan Fangxiang's actions in astonishment.

Yan Fangxiang waved the stone in his hand, the young man understood, moved his body to the side, and the stone was thrown up the tree and fixed twice around the branch.

Yan Fangxiang made a silent gesture at the young man, and then hid in the grass next to him.

There was silence, and soon the crumbs of bread attracted a greedy pheasant, who stepped on the wooden frame and was lifted by a straw rope.

The young man slid down the tree like a monkey, his expression was a little excited: "You are a girl's family, such a simple little shelf, you really let you hunt pheasants!" I don't know if it's the pheasant who is blind or if you're lucky...... Your dad is a hunter, right? What did you learn from him? ”

Yan Fangxiang's face darkened: "It should be that the pheasant is blind, because I have always had bad luck." ”

Yan Fangxiang didn't want to remember the unbearable life in her previous life, and asked the young man: "When I see you, I often go in and out of here, if you roast chicken on the spot, will it attract fierce beasts?" ”

The reason why Yan Fangxiang roasted the chicken on the spot was because she was worried that the people who followed her after leaving the deep mountains would still be waiting there, and it was more practical to turn the chicken into meat and eat it in her stomach than to be seen by that person.

The young man bared his teeth: "No, you can bake it without worry." ”

The young man pulled out the dagger from his waist, and found that Yan Fangxiang had already cut off the head of the chicken, tore the chicken skin, wrapped it in leaves, buried it in the soil, and gathered it on the fire......

The action is done in one go, where is it like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl's house?

The young man was shocked, as if he thought of something: "Sister, if I want to hunt a wild boar alone, I don't need anyone's help, and I can't let it run away, but what can I do?" ”

Yan Fangxiang looked at this eleven-year-old child in disbelief, and swallowed back when the words came to her mouth: "Perhaps, you can use a hook to ...... Do you have a rope? ”

The boy shook his head in embarrassment, hunting wild boars is no better than hunting pheasants, and the grass rope will definitely not work.

The young man's eyes suddenly lit up, lifted his clothes, and untied a long whip from his waist: "This, is it done?" ”

It is not an ordinary whip, with a thin hook inside the whip and a large barb at the end of the whip, and it is a thirteen-section whip.

Yan Fangxiang was surprised in her heart, but the surface was not obvious, she pulled the head of the whip into a ferrule, tied a camp nail knot at the interface that could only shrink and could not be let go, and dragged the whip body behind, with a barb hanging from the tail of the whip.

Yan Fangxiang handed it back to the young man: "Take advantage of the beast's unpreparedness, use a sleeve to cover the wild boar's head, the wild boar runs in the forest, the barb hooks the trunk, the rope noose is tightened, and the wild boar will strangle itself to death." ”

The boy couldn't put it down: "It's good to listen to, as for the effect, you'll know if you try it later." ”

Yan Fangxiang looked at the young man suspiciously.

Before the boy could answer, there was already a humming sound in the woods, it was a wild boar!

Yan Fangxiang looked at the young man angrily.

The young man smiled and spread his hands: "This is a wild boar ditch, naturally there are wild boars." You just asked me if there were any beasts, and to me, wild boars are not beasts...... Besides, you called it from the roast chicken, you can't blame me......"

Yan Fangxiang suspected that the boy did it on purpose.

Yan Fangxiang turned her head and wanted to run, but she was reluctant to run the pheasant, so she untied the cloth belt that tied her skirt, formed a ring around the trunk and body, and climbed the big tree little by little with the belt and trunk as the fulcrum.

The young man's eyes showed admiration, although the girl's body was weak, her brain was smart, she knew how to learn from each other's strengths, and she was not confined to etiquette and religion, and she tried to save herself, which was really commendable.

The young man did not immediately attack the wild boar, but stepped on the ground, kicked the tree trunk, grabbed the tree branch, and turned over the harrier, and sat on Yan Fangxiang's side easily.

Yan Fangxiang looked at the young man in astonishment, didn't this guy brag just now that the wild boar was not a beast in his eyes? Shouldn't you fight wild boars and show your demeanor at this time, why did you go up the tree like her?

The wild boar had already sniffed the smell and arched to the charcoal fire, and with the help of the unlit wooden stick in the corner, he successfully arched the charcoal ash open, and without much effort, arched the roast chicken out of the earthen bag.

In this way, Yan Fangxiang took a lot of effort to catch and burn the pheasant, and it was eaten by the pig in an instant.

The boy did not move until there was a sound of footsteps in the woods, and then he got down the tree and rushed towards the wild boar.

The boy dodged the edge, dodged beside him, and the leather case was precisely put on the boar's neck, and at the same time the dagger pierced the neck, and the boar scurried and pierced the boar's buttocks.

The wild boar was in pain, and ran to the forest for his life, but it was also a fate, and he didn't run far, and the barb hooked the trunk of the tree, and strangled himself to death.

After solving the wild boar, the young man bared his teeth and was happy: "Big brother, you have seen it with your own eyes, I, I successfully hunted the wild boar, and you have to fulfill your promise and let me go up the eagle's beak cliff." ”

Two young men dressed as Orions appeared:

A twenty-one or twelve-year-old, with a face as distinct as a knife, a long body, a softer appearance, but a cold eye like ink, which makes people dare not get close;

An eighteen or nineteen-year-old, as burly as a black tower, with muscles on his body that seem to be about to break out at any time, makes people worry about his clothes.

The burly man laughed and said, "Three boys, why are your skins thicker than the city walls?" You use a dagger, obviously trying to pierce the pig's cavity, but you end up piercing the pig's buttocks; In the end, the wild boar was strangled to death by himself, which is suicide, not killed by you. ”

The third man directly blew up his hair: "Second brother, no matter whether the wild boar is stabbed to death, strangled or angry, in short, it is because of me." ”

The third son ignored the second brother and looked at the eldest brother expectantly.

The eldest brother didn't speak, bowed his head, bent over, and reached out to untie the whip sleeve, because the camp nail knot was so cleverly tied that it didn't untie it for a while.

The eldest brother took out a hunting knife from his waist, and the knife fell in his hand, and a whole boar's head was separated from the body, and the whip sleeve was successfully removed.

Yan Fangxiang gasped in fright, covered her mouth, forced herself not to make any sound, and shrunk into a ball like a quail in the rainforest, reducing her sense of presence.

The third man was also startled, and asked the man worriedly: "Big brother, really, really can't you let me go up to the eagle's beak cliff?" ”

The eldest brother threw the bloody whip back into the arms of the three men, and his tone was as cold as the cold winter moon: "You, you used the whip." ”

The third gentleman's heart suddenly suddenly, and he pretended to be confused: "Big brother, didn't the second brother also use a hunting knife in the trial back then?" There are no outsiders here, and it is appropriate to use a whip ......"