Chapter 33: Strange Beast Bones

After resting for a while, Gongliang put the sleeping round roll on the bed and began to sort out his harvest from this hunt.

Take out the rattan basket that was thrown in the corner, and take out the contents one by one and put them on the table.

Bear paws, python gall, red palms, red gall, large owl tiger claws, and beehives, and a large number of beast hearts taken from the internal organs of the beasts in the kitchen, which is considered an unexpected bonus.

Looking at the things on the table, Gongliang picked up a small piece of beehive, and when he broke it gently, he saw a hole in it with golden honey.

He couldn't help but stretch out and lick it, the honey was sweet and sweet, it was the taste of wild honey he had eaten in his hometown in his previous life. In a trance, he seemed to be in a boundless prairie. The grassland is full of greenery, there are colorful flowers competing for beauty, he breathes gently, his heart and lungs are the fragrant air of nature, and then he licks it, and the feeling is different, he seems to have come to a forest, all kinds of birds in the forest show their beautiful songs, and swarms of bees fly in the forest, constantly collecting honey back and forth.

For the first time, he felt that honey was so beautiful, so wonderful, so sweet.

He couldn't help but lick it again.

Suddenly I felt hairy on my tongue, and when I opened my eyes, I found that Yuan Bian, who was sleeping on the bed, had crawled on top of him at some point, and stretched out a hairy paw to grab the honey in his hand. And the hairy thing he felt licked just now was the long black and white hair on his round hand.

"Bah, Bah, Bah"

Gongliang wiped out the taste of the hair in his mouth, turned his head and glared angrily.

Yuanpiao, who was originally reaching out to steal honey, was stared at and hurriedly got off his lap. However, it did not continue to sleep, but screamed at Gongliang's feet. You don't have to listen, Gongliang also knows that the little guy is hungry for honey. He didn't bother to pay attention to it and continued to lick the honey.

While shouting, he secretly observed Gongliang's roundness, and when he saw that he ignored himself, he screamed even louder.

Gongliang was impatiently screamed by it, so he broke a small piece of stone bowl that was still round for eating. The little guy immediately ran over and licked it, and stopped screaming.

After eating a small piece of the hive, Gongliang put the rest of the hive into a stone jar, intending to save it and eat it slowly later.

After hiding the stone jar, he moved on to the last harvest of his hunt, the giant bone. He had always thought that the three-color rice absorbed the blood of the fierce beast and matured, and the giant bones that were rooted in the three-color rice were naturally extraordinary. This is a truth that you know if you think about it with a little belly button.

As the night deepened, Gongliang came to the giant bone with an iron oil lamp specially made by Yehan.

There was no time to deal with it in the forest, and the giant bone was still covered with mud, so he went to fetch some water, and took another useless animal skin and wiped it.

In a few moments, the dirt was gone, revealing a scarlet body.

It is also strange to say, the general bones have been buried in the ground for a long time, either they will decay, or they will become dull in color, and there are no bones like the giant bones in front of them, not only the bones are hard, but also as bright as clotted white jade. If you look closely, the texture of the giant bone is delicate and moisturizing, crystal white and flawless. It's just that this white is not pure white, but a white with a greasy luster, and in the white, there is a slight yellow that has gone through a long time. The water was gently dripped on it, and it slipped quietly from the side.

Not only that, but he took the oil lamp and took a closer look, and found that there were some lines hidden in the giant bone.

These lines are not felt when you touch your hands, and you can only see them when the lights shine carefully, but you can't see what they are.

Gongliang studied for a while, but he couldn't figure out why, so he had to give up, blow out the lamp, and sleep.

Early the next morning, the Yanbe people got up and saw a strange scene, only to see Gongliang carrying a huge log of about three meters around the boulder where the tribe lived, and on the way to do frog jumps from time to time, looking stupid. This immediately attracted the attention of a small boy in the tribe, and he didn't eat breakfast, so he lay at the door and watched him run.

Some of them followed behind, and the more familiar ones ignored his sweating and panting, and asked, "Ah Liang, what are you carrying that broken log?"

"Running. Gongliang replied simply.

"What are you running for?"

"Exercise your stamina, your speed, so you can chase your prey in the woods. After Gongliang finished speaking, he ignored the children and continued to run.

100 meters, 200 meters, 300 meters... A thousand meters, one, two, three... Ten laps...

At first, there were children who were interested in following up, but after following for a while, they felt bored and ran away. After a while, everyone saw that Gongliang was just carrying a log in a stupid circle around the tribe and lost interest, and turned to do his own thing. The Xiaoshi brothers also got up, and when they saw Gongliang running with a log, they didn't go over, but just held two big stone bowls while eating and watching.

It's round and small, and it's sticky.

So, when he ran, he also twisted his little fat buttocks and ran together. But after all, it is relatively small, and the strength is not great, so after running for a while, I lie on the side to pant and rest, and when I have rested enough, I will run again, and so on.

"Xiao Yuyu, do you think Ah Liang's little beast is so stupid?" Yu Han stood at the door of the house and looked at Gongliang and Yuanpian who were running, and asked Xiao Yuyu beside him.

Xiao Yuyu roared in response, not knowing what to say.

After running more than a dozen laps with a thick log, Gongliang stopped to rest when he felt that his whole body strength was exhausted and he couldn't toss anymore.

He dragged his tired body back to the house, and struggled to the kitchen to fill a large bowl, and the beast hearts and meat offal, which had been stewed on the stove in the morning, gave him a tired panting. Then I filled a big bowl and ate it. After eight bowls of fierce beast offal into his stomach, Gongliang felt that he was alive again.

Now, he doesn't want to do anything but lean back in his chair and get some rest.

I closed my eyes and squinted, and fell asleep after a while.

Xiao Shi went to train, but Xiao Xiao Shi didn't follow, and when he came to the public house, he saw him sleeping, so he left. Yuhan also took Xiao Yuyu over, and when he saw him sleeping, he also turned around and left.

I don't know how long I slept, but when Gongliang woke up again, the fatigue of his body had been swept away.

After a little exercise, he went to the kitchen to take out the remaining beast hearts and meat offal, and put a pile of bones to boil. Then, he went to dig up two cans of yam wine that had been buried before, punctured the red gall and the fierce python gall and put them in to soak, and then resealed the jar and buried it, wanting to dig it out and drink it after a while.

He went outside and dug up some volcanic mud, mixed the soil and water until it was gelatinous, wrapped the old blind bear's paws in the soil, and roasted them in the charcoal fire between the stoves.

When he had done this, he went out and came to the field where the three-color rice was planted.

Perhaps it was the reason why he planted it well, but when he came to the field, Gongliang saw that the three-color rice that had just been planted for a few days had already had a little vitality, and the three-color rice seeds that had been sown had begun to sprout green shoots from the fertile black soil.

It seems that the three-color rice he planted has succeeded, and the public conscience is happy, but he does not dare to be careless, after all, this is only the first step, and the most important thing is the back.

He crouched down and pinched the dirt, and when he saw that the soil was still wet, he didn't water it.

In fact, he didn't know whether to water or water the blood of the beast, but he didn't have so much blood of the beast, so he could only take the water and water it.

I looked around and found that although the place where the three-color rice was planted was relatively remote, there were people who came over. In order to prevent the destruction of the three-color rice, he was cut down some wood to fence the rice field. Even so, he was still worried in his heart, so he went to the second leader and asked him to find someone to help watch the three-color rice field.

The second leader had already received Wu's advice, and when he heard his words, he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly sent people to guard the rice fields.

After finishing all this, it was already noon, and Gongliang walked back.