Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 6 The mysterious golden pattern

Lying on the ground and resting for a while, after the numbness on his body was relieved, Yun Buliu slowly got up, crawled out of the cave, and stretched himself.

The bones of the whole body seemed to be stretched, and there was a crackling sound.

He was a little worried, if he was shocked like this, would he be mentally ill.

Because he found that after being electrocuted, he actually felt sour.

This kind of thinking is definitely not something that normal people can have.He felt that he might really be mentally ill after being electrocuted, and his thinking had gradually deviated from the scope of normal people.

Shake your head to get these outlandish thoughts out of your head.After stretching his body, he realized that the cloud in the sky had cleared and it was not raining.

This discovery made him overjoyed, humming a song and ran to the stream, then picked up the straw basket to look, and found that there were really two silly fish in the straw basket.

He happily hammered the silly fish to death, cut open the belly of the fish with a key knife, cleaned the fish, then wrapped it in leaves, and stuffed it into the fire that still had charcoal fire.

Then he put on his clothes and shoes and socks, and at the same time checked the contents of his lower pocket.

There were still six cigarettes, he took out one casually, and wanted to stuff it back, but after thinking about it, this thing would get damp after a long time, so he lit it.

There was only a piece of turpentine left, a flint lighter, two keys that had been ground into serrated pocket knives, and nothing else.

Just as Yun Buliu was slowly puffing out the smoke, that weird little beast appeared on the giant tree not far from him again, looking at him with teary eyes, as if he felt a little guilty.

This kind of humanized expression made Yun Buliu feel that maybe this little beast could still be saved.

Or if I wake up every morning and give it to me, incontinence every day is not a problem, but when incontinence becomes a habit... Thinking about it, he feels despair spreading.

After smoking a cigarette, Yun Buliu waited for a while, then pulled the two fish out of the charcoal pile, lifted the burnt leaves, and the heat inside came out.

He left it there to cool for a while, then picked up one, held it in his hand and blew.

In the end, he saw the little beast jumping down from the tree, but it was standing on the bushes by the stream, it didn't come down, and just looked at him quietly.

Seeing this, he couldn't help being stunned for a while, took another leaf to put the fish on the rock in the stream, and waved to it, "Come, one for you and one for me, as long as you don't shock me tomorrow morning! "

He went back, picked up another fish, and ate it while blowing.

After a fish had eaten its belly, he stood up and touched his pocket, the lighter was still there.

He wanted to smoke a cigarette after dinner, but he held back when he thought that there were only five cigarettes left.

Picking up the stick and the straw basket, he started a new day of travel.

It is already the fourth day since I came to this world.

Compared with the disbelief on the first day when he first came here, the stumbling on the second day, and the worry and fear on the third day, today he is much more calm and confident.

"All the suffering that can't knock me down will become a stepping stone to my success!"

His mentality is slowly changing.

He is like an ascetic monk, walking alone among the deserted mountains.

The difference is that the ascetic is looking for the true meaning of life.And he is doing his best to keep himself alive.

He walked silently in the stream, and some boulders were two or three meters apart, and he passed them all.This change made him suspicious, a little unbelievable.

It's no problem to step two or three meters in one step, but it's a standing jump.

He felt that his body might have mutated.

But he didn't feel scared because of it, on the contrary, he was very happy, and he hoped that this kind of change would come more violently.In this way, he will be able to live better in this mountain.

Just when he jumped from a small waterfall four or five meters high and landed on a boulder beside the stream, he suddenly saw a big wild boar lying in the forest beside the stream with a skeleton on its head.

He was taken aback by the bloody sight, but when he stood up, he decided to climb up to the bank of the stream and check out the forest.

There were signs of big cat activity near the big wild boar, and he saw a large paw print.

However, he didn't know the proportions of those cat's paws and body, so he couldn't infer the size of the big cat from this paw print.

However, being able to eat a big wild boar as strong as a big buffalo, leaving only a pair of bones, a pig's head, and a pile of intestines, it can be seen that this cat is definitely not small.

Of course, maybe two felines ate together or not!
On the skeleton of a big wild boar, there were flies buzzing around and ants moving on it.

He looked at the pig's head, and couldn't help being stunned. He felt that this big wild boar was probably the one that chased him yesterday. He was so impressed by those two big yellow fangs.

He squatted down and took a look, and found that the yellow color on the two big fangs was not tartar, but a golden pattern. This pattern was very strange, but there were certain rules.

Except for these two tusks with strange golden patterns, the rest of the wild boar's bones are white, and there is nothing unusual about it.

He thought for a while, came to the edge of the stream, brought back a big rock, broke the neck bone connected to the big pig's head, and then broke the calf that was not eaten.

He put the four pig's trotters into the straw basket and carried them on his back.

He carried the pig's head in his hand and returned to the stream.

No matter what, next, he can have several meals.But what really made Yun Buliu curious were those two fangs with strange golden patterns.

He felt that he should have discovered some great secret.

Holding the pig's head and trotters on his back, he continued to walk in the stream, not daring to stay here any longer.

Although the wild boar now has only a pair of bones and a pile of intestines, no one knows if it will attract another beast.

As he walked, Yun Buliu was once again convinced that his stamina had increased a lot.

In the past, if you carried something that weighed twenty or thirty catties and walked hundreds of meters, and it was still in the stream of such bad things, you would definitely be exhausted and out of breath.

But now, he found that after walking a few miles, he felt that he still had more energy.

However, he didn't continue walking, because he had already seen a stone cave by the stream.

Although the cave is neither big nor deep, it can't even be called a cave, it can only be called a place to leeward.Because the entrance of this stone cave is very large, and the bottom of the cave is very small, like a fan.

But with such a leeward place, he was already very happy.

Because even if it rains, this cave can at least keep out the light rain.

The gravel was piled up before the entrance of the cave, which was a very small gravel beach. Yun Buliu put the pig's head on the gravel, put down the straw basket, and got up to look for dry firewood.

Not long after, he came back with a pile of dry firewood.

Then, he ran into the forest and kicked off a small tree as thick as an arm, and dragged the small tree back.

After returning to the shore, he removed the branches and leaves of the small trees, washed the sticks by the stream, and passed the sticks through the pig's mouth and out through the throat at the back of the neck.

But soon, he pulled out the wooden stick again, then picked up a stone next to it, and smashed the two fangs next to the pig's mouth.

As soon as he smashed it, he discovered that this fang was indeed not an ordinary thing.

The fangs didn't break, but the stone in his hand shattered.

So, he picked up a big stone weighing forty to fifty catties, and threw it at the fang.

This time, the boulder was not broken, and the pig's tusk was not broken, but was directly smashed from the wild boar's mouth.

Yun Buliu picked up the fallen pig's tusk, walked to the edge of the stream, and washed it in the water.

After washing it, it was found that the 21cm-long fangs were wrapped with strange golden patterns, just like golden flower vines wrapped around it, quite mysterious.

The curved arc of the fangs is not large, it is estimated to be like a quarter circle. The two small spurs at the root of the tooth and the tip of the tooth are covered with gold, and they are extremely sharp.

In the same way, he knocked out the other fang of the pig's head.

When he found that the sharpness of these two wild boar tusks was beyond his imagination, he took the pig's head to the edge of the stream, and then pressed the pig's head with one hand, and held a pig's tusk with the other, and put it on the pig's head. scratched up.

Sure enough, the fangs easily left bloodstains on the pig's head skin.

He kept scraping the pig's head with his fangs, and then gently scraped between the pig's skin and the meat with a small key saw. Part of the pig's scalp, and then tear down, tear off a piece of pig's scalp.

In the same way, after more than an hour of hard work, he tore off the skin of the whole pig's head one by one, then washed the pig's head with no skin in the stream, and pierced it with a wooden stick.

Then, he made two tripods and put the pig's head on the tripods.

Then a bonfire was built next to the pig's head, and the flames did not lick directly on the pig's head.

He found another piece of stone at the edge of the stream, which looked a little thin, but was still two centimeters thick and twenty to thirty centimeters long and wide. After washing it, he took it back and placed it on the gravel.

After that, a stone stove was stacked on the other side of the pig's head with crushed stones.

The stone stove was [-] centimeters wide and about [-] centimeters high. He put the piece of stone on the stone stove and lit a fire underneath. The tongue of fire licked the stone and quickly burned it dry.

He took out the four pig's trotters again, washed them by the side of the stream, and then threw them directly into the previous fire pile to burn, adding a lot of firewood to the fire pile.

After finishing this, he sat in front of the pig's head next to the stone stove, and first used the sharpness of his fangs to make two incisions on the pig's head, and then used a small saw blade made of steel alloy to scrape along the two incisions. Take a small piece of pork head, and put this piece of meat on the stone to roast.

As soon as the pig's head was put on it, there was a chugging sound, a little fat was fried out from the piece of meat, moistening the stone, and he carefully turned over the piece of pig's head with his pig's tusks.

The pure smell of meat easily aroused the glutton in his stomach.

You can have a full meal.

(End of this chapter)