Chapter 21 Making Fat Sticks, Burning the Mountain
There is no shortage of fierce beasts in the great wilderness, and it does not necessarily have to be tigers and leopards.
The group carried torches and herbs and quietly entered the great wilderness all the way.
In fact, it is rare for humans to enter the Great Wilderness World, but not for nothing. The Great Wilderness World is rich in materials, and it is easy for people to catch prey, and the only fly in the ointment is that there are too many dangers.
The dangers hidden in the great wilderness are not ordinary, poisonous insects and beasts grind their teeth and suck blood, and they lurk along the way.
Everyone shouted to wear clogs, and they didn't dare to walk barefoot in the wilderness, and maybe an inconspicuous little insect on the ground would most likely kill everyone.
Poisonous flowers and weeds are even more innumerable.
Looking up, the ancient trees in the great wilderness reach into the sky, and occasionally the sun shines through the cracks, lighting up the secluded jungle.
The old trees are tall and large, so they are not dense.
As far as the eye can see, it looks very sparse, most of them are wild grasses, exotic flowers, ordinary trees, and tall trees.
The competition between species is fierce, and the competition between similar trees for sunlight and nutrients is everywhere.
But if it is said that the tree will grow to the sky, Yang Sanyang does not believe it, don't underestimate the power of the thunder, if the ancient tree grows to a certain height, if it cannot become a fine, it can only be split in the thunder, leaving the rest of the trees a chance to grow and surpass.
"Where is the bear feces collected last time?" Yang Sanyang muttered, seeing that the primitive people looked confused, he didn't say much, just turned around and rummaged in the animal skin package.
After a long time, I saw Yang Sanyang continue to move forward, stepping on the muddy mountains and forests, a pair of eyes circulating in the sky net, constantly searching for the subtle information brought to him by this heaven and earth.
After walking for about a mile, Yang Sanyang suddenly stopped, turned to look at the vague primitive tribe, he knew in his heart that he shouldn't continue to go out.
A huge paw print on the ground attracted his attention, Yang Sanyang pondered for a moment in his heart, and then came to an ancient tree, signaled to the primitive people around him, and made a digging action.
Without a shovel, the digging speed is a bit slow, but the primitive man's nails are as hard as stone, and the force is infinite, and the speed is not too slow.
Yang Sanyang stood on the tree and watched the wind and was on guard, but in half an hour, a large pit with a length and width of ten meters and a depth of three meters had been dug.
Jump off trees and scatter prepared bear dung around the perimeter to drive away small and medium-sized prey. Those small and medium-sized prey will not dare to approach when they smell the bear. As for those who dare to approach, they must be those who can compete with Xiong Zhen.
Yang Sanyang smiled, commanded everyone to pull open the hunting net, spread the hunting net above the big pit, and then fixed the big net with branches around it, covered it with branches and fallen leaves, and carefully hung a goat from the tree with a rope above the trap, just close to the trap, but not close.
Tearing open the cage that bound the goat's mouth, the next moment the goat struggled, and the heart-rending cry spread all over the circle.
Remove!
Yang Sanyang didn't say a word, turned his head and ran, those more than 30 primitive people are not stupid, making such a big move in the Great Wilderness, isn't it looking for death?
The group hurriedly retreated and ran to the big tree thousands of kilometers away, causing countless birds to fly away, and everyone jumped up the tree with their flexible bodies, and then silently observed the movement on the trap.
I didn't let everyone wait long, but half a pillar of incense, I heard a roar from afar, the mountains and forests were stormy, accompanied by the fishy wind, before everyone could react, they heard the trap 'bang', the prey fell on the net, and then the hunting net sank, instantly enveloping it.
"Roar~"
The beast was not stupid, knowing that it had fallen into a bad situation, and the goats that reached its mouth did not care about eating, and hurriedly roared and tried to break free from the rope.
This is a rope made of wiregrass, and if it can be broken away, it will not be a beast, but a monster!
And it's also a demon beast that has been practicing for more than a thousand years!
"Torch!" Yang Sanyang took out the fire fold from his backpack with a solemn face, lit the torch in his hand, and then jumped down the branch.
He is not stupid, how can man fight against beasts?
Torch in hand, I have the world!
Let you have thousands of fierce beasts, and you must retreat when you encounter torches.
The torches were blazing, and everyone had a torch in their hands, and walked towards the trap with a solemn face.
"Roar~Roar~"
There were roars in the mountains and forests in the distance, startling birds and beasts to spread their wings and keep approaching this place.
The beast in the hunting net noticed the approach of the primitive man, but it was even more uneasy, and kept struggling hard, and its voice was full of roars, threats, and warnings.
"Idiot!" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly, and when he came to the big tree, he pulled the rope, only to see the hunting net loosened, and the beast fell into the trap, and was instantly pierced by the 'spear' that had been buried in the trap for a long time, and then struggled to lose its life.
Seeing the opportunity, a primitive man hurriedly pulled the wire net and dragged the prey up, Yang Sanyang glanced at the prey, revealing a little surprise, it was actually a big white tiger!
A real white tiger, and an adult tiger.
A divine light flowed from Yang Sanyang's eyes, and he ordered the six primitives to carry the tiger, and a group of people were about to retreat in the direction of the primordial tribe.
"Roar~"
The mountains and forests roared as they approached, and hungry wolves, cheetahs, and wild beasts with endless names surrounded them from all directions.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Yang Sanyang smiled disdainfully, if there were no torches in the past, human beings would naturally have to retreat in the face of this group of beasts. But now that there is a fire of humanity, it would be a fool for him to withdraw.
Yang Sanyang raised his head vigorously, without fear, waved the torch in his hand, and strode towards a fierce beast like a leopard.
"Cymbal~"
With an ugly roar, the beast's hands were quick and rushed towards Yang Sanyang.
"Bang~"
The weather was dry, and the fur on the beast's body ignited when it caught fire, and then a terrible scream resounded through the mountains and forests, and the terrible cry frightened the faces of the beasts.
The taste of being burned to death by fire is absolutely unpleasant! It is definitely the greatest torture in the world.
The leopard was strung around, and a wild beast accidentally touched the beast, and then in an instant, it followed in the footsteps, and for a time the fire was full of sky, and countless dead branches in the mountains and forests were ignited, and the waves of fire rolled up, and countless birds and beasts ran away, and fled into the distance in a hurry.
The power of the flames!
That's the power of humanity!
I can't scratch my teeth and reach the tiger and leopard, but I have the flame to protect me, what can you do to me?
The surrounding beasts sensed the crisis, and immediately retreated without saying a word, their eyes full of horror.
"Where to go!" Yang Sanyang flew out of the trapped immortal rope in his hand, tied up a bear with a snap of his fingers, and then signaled to the primitive people behind him, and a group of people took the opportunity to carry the bear and the cheetah, and quickly ran towards the place blessed by the gods.
Set fire to the mountain!
Although Yang Sanyang did not have the intention of setting fire to the mountain, he accidentally caused a fire, and the surging flames stained half of the sky red, spreading for 300 miles in one day, and all poisonous insects, plants, trees, birds and beasts within 300 miles were all turned into ashes.
It wasn't until night fell, and the cold wave rolled up, forming a torrential rain, that the countless flames were extinguished.
Humanity has another 300 miles of safe zone, and in these 300 miles there is plenty of sunshine and no trees to cover it. The only regret is that there are no supplies.
However, with the recovery of nature, after the cold cetaous period next year, this place will return to the earth in spring and become another hunting ground for the human race.
"This is the power of the flame!" Yang Sanyang's eyes were full of solemnity, and a pair of eyes looked into the distance, looking at the Xiong Zhen and the White Tiger who were killed by everyone, and then turned around and personally operated the knife, cramped and skinned the Xiong Zhen and the White Tiger, threw some bones and fat into the stone pot to boil, and the rest of the meat was divided among the clansmen in the tribe.
Yang Sanyang's eyes flashed with a great light, carelessly adjusting the flames under the stone pot, while preparing to transport a few fat 'bamboo tubes', the aroma of meat tumbled and puffed, provoking countless primitive people, but no one dared to offend Yang Sanyang's majesty.
A pot of good fat must be boiled for at least three days before it can be completely boiled and stewed. Of course, it is not enough to have the bone and flesh essence of the tiger and bear, you need to add countless herbs to it, and then boil it.
Within three days, the smell of meat wafted out for ten miles, provoking many wild beasts to approach, becoming turtles in traps, prey on swords, and contributing a lot of meat to the Terran tribe.
This is also an unexpected surprise.
After the fat is boiled, there are no bones and muscles in a pot of fat and bones, and only a clear jelly-like thing remains.
That's what herbs do! Completely melt the bones that can't be boiled.
The surrounding primitive people were drooling, but Yang Sanyang ignored them, carefully put all the fat in the bamboo tubes, and instructed dozens of primitive people to hold the fat and come all the way to the prepared 'bamboo tubes'.
First stuffed the washed herbs into the bamboo tube, and then Yang Sanyang poured the fat in the bamboo tube into the tree hole, until all the fat was poured into it, and then took out two dragon tendons, and the golden dragon tendons shone with a luster like jade. Stuff the dragon tendons into the tree hole, then tie the hole with twine in a circle, seal it with a fat stick, and then wrap it in various leaves in the wilderness to completely seal it.
Then it was baked with a flame, coated with the dung of the beast, and it was done.
After only three years, it can be used to make bows and arrows.
The bow and arrow are the supreme weapons for human beings to conquer wild beasts and the sky.
A group of primitive people looked at Yang Sanyang in a daze, not knowing what Yang Sanyang was doing like this, but they didn't dare to refute it, and obediently followed him all the way back.
"Only after three years, it can be opened! Now what we have to do is fishing, and finally waste a lot of energy to get rid of the fish demon, the river is rich in resources, and it is the best source of winter food for the tribe!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a divine light, and he turned his head to look at the river, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
Despite the loss of the gods, everything is going in a good direction, isn't it?