The spider bit down hard at the back of Zhao Yunxiang's hand.

If you bite into this bite, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Just look at the swiftness of the spider, and you can tell that this guy is not a serious spider.

It doesn't weave nets, and it's gorgeously colored, and it looks like it's poisonous.

If you are someone else, you will be bitten by unbearable pain, or you will go to God because of the spider's toxin.

However, it bit Zhao Yunxiang.

A man who can be hard at will!

In the face of spiders, Brother Xiang is hard!

Hard thoroughly!

"Ding Ding ......"

An almost inaudible sound sounded on the back of Zhao Yunxiang's hand, and the spider took a bite as if it had bitten on a steel plate.

Steel!

This ability comes from Kun!

"Smack~!"

slapped down, and the spider was blown away in an instant, and the slimy touch made Zhao Yunxiang always think that he had touched Xiang.

This slap went down, the spider was not completely dead, it can only be said that its movements and reflexes were very strong, and when Zhao Yunxiang slapped it down, it jumped suddenly.

But it's a pity that because the stomach is too big, I couldn't avoid Zhao Yunxiang's slap.

At this beat, all the spiders below the head turned into meat puree, and these semi-liquid sticky colors are yellow-green in color, and the taste is somewhat peculiar, similar to the juice of plants.

However, the spider's mouth was still opening and closing, trying to inject venom into the back of Zhao Yunxiang's hand.

"Bang~!"

With a flick of his hand, the spider and part of the wreckage were thrown to the ground.

The palm leaf home on which the spiders live was destroyed and killed by demons.

There is injustice in this world, different identities and statuses, different species, and different values.

However, in the eyes of humans, they all get supplies from nature, and poisonous spiders hide in palm fronds and still want to bite?

It can only end in annihilation.

Slaughtering a spider, Zhao Yunxiang had no waves in his heart, he was not a compassionate person.

If you want to live here, you have to become ruthless, and everything that stands in the way of your survival must be wiped out.

This idea may be a bit extreme, but Zhao Yunxiang carries on this belief.

With the palm fronds he had gathered, the meteor strode to the sanctuary, the stove propped up with a few stones looked unstable, and the pot made of oil drums was sitting crookedly on it.

The fire beneath the pot was burning, and the drizzle could not stop the flames from burning in the slightest.

Just next to the fire, where the terrain was relatively high, Zhao Yunxiang took a large amount of soil from the field on the side.

The soil is yellow mud and has a high viscosity, and there are many earthworms on the surface of the soil, which do not completely burrow out of the surface, but hide in the soil a few centimeters underground.

The color of the earthworm is purple red, and when digging the soil with slanted stubble, several earthworms are accidentally dug up, and the severed earthworms are bleeding blood, and the stump is writhing violently.

These earthworms were not filtered, mainly because there were too many of them, so Zhao Yunxiang just piled the dirt on the ground.

If nothing else, the earthworms will be sealed in a mud stove.

In a pile of dirt, there were about 100 earthworms, and as the yellow soil was excavated, a pit appeared, and the soil in the pit was red in color and extremely viscous.

"Clay!!" Zhao Yunxiang was shocked, he had plans to make pottery, and these clays were the best choice for making pottery.

Clay has been discovered, and this thing doesn't run away on its own, so don't bother with it for now, it's imperative to make a clay stove.

Dirt and palm fronds were mixed together, and then trampled barefoot, and there was a large pile of dirt with not only plant fragments and dirt, but also many earthworms.

The stones were piled up, covered with earth, and it didn't take long for a mud stove to be made, which was made to the size of an iron bucket.

Placing the iron bucket on it is considered to be more consistent.

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sun didn't show its face for a long time.

The flames burned brightly, drying the stove, boiling the water in the iron buckets, and a few plantain plants tumbling in the boiling water.

The medicinal soup is cooked, the color is pale yellow, and the taste is ...... It doesn't smell very good.

In addition to the medicinal soup, Zhao Yunxiang also burned two coconuts!

That's right, it's burning coconut.

I found a few coconuts on the ground that had fallen for a long time, and these coconuts had fallen to the ground for too long and had sprouted.

Even sprouted coconuts are edible, and they can be cooked as soon as they are cooked.

Because of the coconut shell, the coconut shell is scorched black under the roasting of the flame, and even burns, but the inside is not very burnt.

Han Qianluo woke up, and Zhao Yunxiang just took out the medicinal soup.

The soup is filled with several huge shells, this one is like a bowl, the shells are cleaned with seawater and fine sand, poured into the soup soup, and it does not take long for it to cool down and become gentle.

"When you wake up, come and drink some medicinal soup, this is very good for colds. Zhao Yunxiang hurriedly beckoned Han Qianluo to come over and drink the medicine.

"Well, thank you!" Han Qianluo nodded with some emotion, and glanced at the iron bucket with slightly crystal teary eyes, and in the iron bucket was boiled plantain.

What surprised her even more was the mud stove on the ground, knowing that this thing was not easy to make.

Now the girl is a little suspicious, is this really a rich second generation?

Would a rich man do this?

Moreover, it seems to be very skilled, and there are lifelike earthworm painting walls on the mud stove!

666666！

The medicinal soup was not delicious, but in order to cure the disease, Han Qianluo still frowned and drank it.

Zhao Yunxiang also picked up a bowl and drank it in a big gulp.

"Are you uncomfortable too?" asked Han Qianluo.

"Reminisce about your childhood!" Zhao Yunxiang said with emotion, "It's the taste of grandpa'......"

"It turned out that grandpa brought it up!" Han Qianluo filled a bowl of medicinal soup again, and then frowned and poured it violently.

A few bowls of medicinal soup in his stomach, he felt very comfortable, Han Qianluo's forehead began to sweat, and it was best to sweat a little bit when he had a cold.

"Let's go into the house, you can't blow the sea breeze if you have a cold. Zhao Yunxiang took Han Qian and fell into the hut.

At the same time, I also brought in two coconuts, which go well with toasted coconuts on rainy days.

It is said that the toasted coconut has a chocolate fragrance, Zhao Yunxiang does not believe it, and always wants to try it.

It was indeed warm in the hut, because the fire had been placed in the house last night and now I could smell a thick smell of smoke.

"What are you bringing two coconuts in?" Han Qianluo looked at the coconut in Zhao Yunxiang's hand, the coconut shell was burned, and a tender bud sprang out of the coconut, but this bud had been smoked and wilted.

"Eat!" Zhao Yunxiang smiled mysteriously, this kind of coconut roast is quite delicious to eat.

"Really?"

Han Qianluo expressed disbelief.

In the next second, Zhao Yunxiang used a stone hammer to crack open the germinated coconut shell, and after peeling the skin, the white and tender coconut seeds were revealed.

"Taste it!" Zhao Yunxiang handed Han Qianluo a piece of bamboo, which was considered a spoon.

The letter was suspicious and dug up a piece of coconut meat with bamboo slices, the white and tender coconut meat was glutinous, smelling of a chocolate fragrance, and the entrance was ......

But there is no taste, but after tasting it, there is an indescribable sweetness lingering between the lips and teeth.

This kind of glutinous and sweet food is very wonderful.

The two were eating, Zhao Yunxiang suddenly frowned, there was a lot of movement outside, it seemed that the maltose was back.

The moment he came out of the hut and saw the maltose, Zhao Yunxiang's face was extremely gloomy.

"Who did it?"