Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 37 Seven-Colored Deer

The beasts in the wild jungle actually have their own fixed territory, especially some huge and ferocious beasts occupy a large area by themselves.

And some weaker beasts are grouped together to avoid being attacked by other beasts.

Although the seven-color deer is also classified as a fierce beast, it actually belongs to the weaker category of beasts.

Because it's nothing special other than its lightning speed and its sharp horns honed on rock.If it is not living together in groups, it is easy to become the meat of other beasts.Don't look at the group of colorful deer drinking water leisurely by the lake now, but in fact it keeps vigilance all the time, and runs away as soon as there is any disturbance.Few animals could outrun them on the wide meadow by the lake.

Gong Liang observed for a while, quietly put down the spear in his hand, and took out two short spears from his back.

After walking quietly for a while, the group stopped by a small bush about a few hundred meters away from the colorful deer drinking water.

They tried their best to hide themselves in the bushes to avoid being spotted by the seven-color deer.After observing for a while, Bo Long said to Gong Liang and the others: "Next, it's up to you."

This is a test for them. The hunting team will try their best to let them hunt with a few new hunters without any danger, so that they can grow up as soon as possible and become an indispensable member of the hunting team.

Gong Liang, Feng Han and Jin, the three of them looked at each other, then rushed out of the bushes and rushed towards the herd of colorful deer.While rushing out of the grass, Gong Liang threw his short spear at the deer group, unfortunately, a seven-color deer was thrown to the ground.

Almost when they jumped out of the bushes, the colorful deer drinking water by the lake noticed the situation and turned around and ran towards the woods in fright.

When Gongliang's short spear hit the seven-color deer, the group of seven-color deer had already galloped halfway to the forest, so he quickly picked up another short spear and threw it out.This time it hit the hind leg of a seven-color deer.The seven-colored deer staggered and struggled to run towards the woods ahead, Gong Liang rushed up and stabbed him to death with a spear.

Penhan and Jin next to each other also have their own gains.

Jin was lucky, as soon as he rushed up, he encountered two little seven-colored deer running around without thinking, and he was beaten on the ground and grabbed by him.

Feng Han was surprised, he didn't catch the seven-color deer, instead he caught a fierce beast, Meng Ji.

"Why didn't you catch the seven-color deer?" Gong Liang asked.

"I originally wanted to catch a seven-color deer, but who would have thought that this guy would pounce on me? If I don't catch it, who would I catch?"

It turned out to be a fool, seeing how unlucky it was when it was beaten on the head by Feng Han until its brains came out.Two big seven-colored deer, two small seven-colored deer and one Mengji beast were enough for their hunting team. They didn't kill any more and returned to the temporary camp with their prey.

In order to allow them to deal with the fierce beast proficiently as soon as possible, the old man in the team did not step forward to help this time, but asked them to slaughter the seven-color deer and Mengji beast by themselves.

Seven-color deer is a weak chicken among fierce beasts, and the blood essence contained in its body is limited. For the old hunting team who is used to drinking the huge amount of blood essence condensed on fierce birds and beasts, this thing is simply a tasteless thing.So some people would rather drink water than seven-color deer blood.This is really cheap for the three newcomers Gongliang, Fenghan and Jin, and of course there is a little beast named Yuangungun.

This guy had taken it orally, and few people drank the blood of the big seven-color deer, let alone the little seven-color deer, so Gong Liang took a big bag of the blood of the little seven-color deer and gave it to drink.

The little guy hugged the water sac filled with the blood of the little seven-colored deer and poured it fiercely, until his belly was like a ball.

To Gongliang's surprise, the little seven-color deer had grown a bunch of small horns on its head, which was called antler in his previous life, but it was a good thing.People in Yanbu don't know about the baby, so it's taking advantage of him.He cut off the antlers of the two little seven-colored deer, and harvested a little antler blood, which he mixed with some wine and drank directly.

After roasting the slaughtered seven-color deer and Mengji beast on a wooden rack, Gong Liang went to the nearby bamboo forest to dig a few green and tender bamboo shoots, and roasted them next to the firewood.

"Ah Liang, can this food be eaten?" Feng Han asked curiously.

"Of course I can."

Gongliang was surprised by his question, so he replied angrily and ignored him.

After he went back last time, he summed up his experience and felt that he must bring a pot to hunt next time, otherwise he would not have a mouthful of hot soup.It's just that the iron pot is too big, and it's in the way of carrying it. After thinking about it, he remembered the steel helmets worn by the troops when they fought in the previous life.That thing was a dual-use thing at the time. It was a helmet in wartime, which could be used to block knives and bullets; in leisure time, it was an iron pot, which could be used to cook soup and pancakes.

Therefore, Gongliang asked Yehan to help build a helmet.Regardless of the simplicity of things, Yehan took more than a dozen shots to fit Gongliang's adornment.

After getting the iron helmet, he put another layer of weak animal skin inside, otherwise, the iron helmet would hurt terribly if his head hit it.He was not used to wearing the helmet at first because it was too heavy, but he got used to it after wearing it for a long time.

At this time, Gong Liang took off his helmet, took out the animal hide inside, and took the iron helmet to the lakeside to wash it with sand, so as to avoid the smell when cooking the soup.

After washing, filled a helmet with water and returned to the camp.

Then, he found a few stones to make a stone stove, and put the helmet on it to burn.After the water boiled, he cut some venison meat and dug two bamboo shoots from the bamboo forest to take the meat and threw it in.On the way here, he picked some black fungus and freshly ground them, which came in handy at this time, and he washed them and threw them into the pot.

After a while, a pot of Shanzhen venison soup was cooked.

After seasoning with pickled brook fish, Gongliang tried it, and it was delicious and delicious.

"Is it good to drink?" Feng Han couldn't help asking while watching.

"Not bad." Gong Liang nodded.

But at this time he found out, how can he eat without bowls and chopsticks?He hastened to chop a thick bamboo to make bowls and chopsticks. Just when the seven-color deer was roasted, everyone began to serve soup and eat meat.

Gong Liang was not in a hurry to eat the barbecue, but picked up the roasted bamboo shoots from the side of the fire, and slowly peeled off the outer layer of bamboo shoots.After a while, the white and tender bamboo shoots inside were exposed, and a fresh fragrance of fresh bamboo shoots also wafted out.Take a bite, it's tender, crunchy, sweet, and delicious.

Fenghan, who was eating a leg of seven-color venison next to him, smelled the aroma, swallowed and asked, "Ah Liang, is this delicious?"

Seeing his greedy look, Gong Liang threw an unopened bamboo shoot over, "Try it yourself and you'll know."

Fenghan was overjoyed, he put the venison aside and broke off the bamboo shoots.

When roasting bamboo shoots, Gongliang outnumbered the heads of people, and it happened to be one for each person.Eating bamboo shoots, accompanied by barbecue, and drinking delicious mountain venison soup.For the first time, he felt that the forest life was so beautiful, if there were not so many dangers, he really wanted to stay in the forest forever.

After eating and drinking enough, the sky has darkened, and a crescent moon hangs high in the sky, shedding strands of bright moonlight.

He didn't take a bath for a few days, looking at the clear lake below, Gongliang wanted to go down to take a bath, but was held back by Dashi.

Gongliang couldn't figure it out for a while, why, can't take a bath yet?As if seeing his doubts, Dashi cut a large piece of leftover barbecue, then took him to the lake, and threw the barbecue down.

"bang"

A splash of water suddenly exploded by the lake, and a big fish with sharp teeth jumped out of the lake and dived down again.The cluster of sharp thorns on the back gleamed coldly under the moonlight, making one's scalp numb.

Gongliang couldn't help but took a deep breath, luckily Dashi held him back, otherwise he would probably be a delicacy for this big fish when he went down to the lake.

If you look carefully, there is not only one big fish in the lake.Faintly, there are dark backs cruising in the water, as if looking for the food dropped by the boulder just now.

Now Gongliang didn't dare to take a bath anymore, so he hurried back to sleep.

(End of this chapter)