Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 44 Found the feeling of playing a cat
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Just as the big black tiger turned around and fled, Yun Buliu casually threw a spear at it.

Then Yun Buliu found out in amazement that he still misjudged its instant explosive power.

After being dodged by it with a spear, Yun Buliu got up and chased after it, and the short spears shot towards it with whistling sound.

The next moment, on the wilderness, the big black tiger gave Yun Buliu a class on the ultimate coquettish positioning of "snake skin positioning".

At the same time, it also made Yun Buliu realize clearly that with his current strength, he was far from reaching the level where he could run wild in this forest at will.

Facing it head-on, Yun Buliu was actually no match for the power of the big black tiger's slap.

He could feel that it would be risky to have a hard fuck with it. This was an intuition, so every time he faced the slap of the big black tiger's giant claws, he would roll to its belly to sneak attack.

When it raised only one paw to make a defensive counterattack posture, although the power of its slap would weaken accordingly, he still chose to attack from a distance.

In the state of the big black tiger defending and counterattacking, if he rushed up to fight in close quarters, he was worried that he would not be able to hide from the tiger's mouth.

But in terms of mentality alone, he has overcome the biggest difficulty.

When facing this kind of mountain beast, he will no longer be so nervous that his hands and feet will become stiff like before.Now that he even dares to pick the king of the forest, why are he afraid of other beasts?
A battle between humans and the king of the forest ended with the king of the forest fleeing.

When he came to the edge of the forest, Yun Buliu stopped and did not pursue him.

He knew that he couldn't catch up with this guy with four long legs.

Moreover, in this forest, it is its home field.

In the previous battle, although it suffered some injuries, they were actually flesh wounds. Even if it was stabbed in the abdomen twice, it did not cause much damage to it.

Its body is too huge, its skin is too thick, and it is less than ten centimeters pierced.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to show off its coquettish snakeskin just now.

Holding the last short spear, he looked at the big forest for a while, then turned and left.

He retrieved the short spears he had shot out one by one, and found that those short spears that were slapped by the big black tiger with its big paws were basically useless.

He decided to go back and make a few more short spears. Combat at close range is too dangerous, and it is actually the safest way to solve the problem with long-range attacks.

He put away the shot short spears one by one, even if they were broken, he did not throw them away.

He felt that this was a sign of his growth, just like a scar is a soldier's medal.

Returning to the side of the big bison, he saw the little fur ball sitting on the belly of the big bison, looking calm.But the little milk tiger lay beside it and shivered. It was relieved when Yunbuliu came back, and Chaoyunbuliu let out a weak wow sound, as if looking for comfort.

When the big black tiger appeared before, the little golden milk tiger lay down directly, and the little fur ball dragged it onto the bulging belly of the big buffalo, letting it watch him fight the big black tiger from a distance.

He went forward, put the leather pouch containing the short spear into the bamboo basket, hung the bamboo basket on the horn of the big bison, then picked up one leg of the big bison, squatted slightly, and put his shoulder on the belly of the big bison , With a deep drink, he directly carried the big bison weighing more than 3000 catties.

"go!"

He cried out with some difficulty, carried the big buffalo on his shoulders, and walked firmly towards the grove.Every step you take leaves a not-so-shallow footprint on the ground.

It took him more than an hour to bring the 3000-jin big bison back to the edge of the lake.

He knew that his current limit strength was almost like this.

In fact, there is still a certain gap between it and the big black tiger.

If the big black tiger hadn't been too arrogant, he wouldn't have fought it today.

Originally, he didn't intend to provoke it this early, but facing the big black tiger's provocation, he had to brace himself and push forward. Once he retreated, the big black tiger would definitely take an inch.

If it sneaked over to the Great Lake later, things would be in trouble.

He felt that he should dig some big pits in the grove and set up some traps to guard against the big black tiger and prevent it from sneaking over.

He was sweating profusely, panting and sitting slumped by the lake, blowing the lake wind, the dead wood floating in the lake seemed to smell the smell of blood, and slowly leaned towards him.

Seeing this situation, Yun Buliu got up and started to deal with the big bison.

He used tiger teeth to disembowel it... But soon, Yun Buliu discovered that although tiger teeth are very sharp, they are not as good as wild boar fangs for cutting meat because of their large size.

The tusks of wild boars are much thinner than those of tigers.

Of course, the bone knife is more useful, but the cowhide is too thick, and he is worried that the bone knife will be broken.

He pulled out the liver of the big buffalo and threw it into the lake with all his strength, so that the dead wood would fight for it.

It didn't take long for the place to boil, and countless lake fish gathered there.

After cleaning the guts of the big bison, he carried the whole animal back to the cave.

Finding that the little milk tiger was lying on its stomach in the cave with a sad face, and seeing Yun Buliu come back, it looked up at him, and yelled at him, as if asking, where did its mother go?

Yun Buliu put the big buffalo on the ground, walked over and rubbed its head lightly, and stroked its back twice, really found the feeling of stroking a cat.

The little milk tiger seemed to sense his kindness, lying on the ground, purring.

After licking the big cat for a while, he stood up, put on wild boar tusks and a bone knife, went to the big bison, skinned and dismembered it, skinned it, and then dismembered some beef.

The dismembered beef is put on a hemp rope and hung on several bamboo poles in the hole.

The big buffalo was too heavy, and he was worried that putting it on two bamboo poles would break the bamboo poles.But if the beef is evenly distributed throughout the bamboo poles, there is no need to worry about the bamboo poles breaking.

When the last few small pieces of beef were scraped off the cowhide with a bone knife and thrown into clay pots, he took the bloody cowhide back to the lake, washed it, and spread it out on the terrace of the bamboo building to dry.

He didn't know how to deal with cowhide. Even if he knew, he would have no conditions, so he simply dried it in the sun, scraped off the meat scraps with a knife, and washed it with plant ash.

He used such a simple and rough treatment method for those deer and rabbit skins, and now they have begun to shed their hair.

Obviously, this is wasteful, but what can be done!

After he dried the cowhide, the little white snake slipped down from the small bamboo building, followed him to the cave, and then neighed at him with its big mouth open, this is the rhythm of begging for meat.

Yun Buliu was not bothered by this, so he picked up the bone knife and started cutting up a piece of beef rib.

After cutting a few strips of beef for it and putting them in clay pots, he began to stew and roast the meat.At the same time, the finely ground beef was stewed on another stone stove, which was prepared for the little milk tiger.

Taking advantage of this gap, he ran back to the small bamboo building, took the half-woven bamboo halter yesterday, and went back to the cave to continue weaving.

(End of this chapter)