Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 9
If Gu Siwei has any opinions, just nod.

After resting in the village for a day and a half, Gu Siwei went into the mountain again the next afternoon with a few corn dough balls and a basket prepared by the village.

In addition to these, there is also an axe, which shows that the villagers have fully recognized Gu Siwei's ability, and they have shown some kindness to him because of the game he brought back.

This time Liu Dezhu wanted to follow, but Gu Siwei refused. How could he take him into the mountain? Isn't that troublesome?

Liu Dezhu really wanted to pester Gu Siwei, but he was honest after being scolded by Liu Fulin.

After entering the mountain, Gu Siwei let himself go, and it was impossible for others to follow him anyway, so he turned to the night in the mountain and went to find the monkey group.

The monkeys are easy to find when they arrive. These guys are all looking at the persimmon tree now, and they are not willing to run to other places. As soon as Gu Siwei went, he saw these guys squatting under the persimmon tree and dividing the fruits.

"You guys have a good appetite."

Seeing the group of monkeys, Gu Siwei smiled.

He took out the basket, pointed at it, and the sycophant monkey understood, and asked the group of monkeys to pick fruit to fill the basket.

Seeing that the basket was full, Gu Siwei directly put the basket into the space.

After packing the persimmons, Gu Siwei went into the space and took a nap, and when he woke up, he began to wait for the rabbit.

Oh, it's not waiting to be spared, but waiting for wild boars.

This time, I was ashamed with the old mountain travelers in the village. Gu Siwei also learned a little bit. I know that wild boars usually sleep during the day and only come out at night to move around, especially in the evening, when they are most active. , At this time, it is most appropriate to wait for them near the water source.

But today, Lao Gu's luck was bad. He didn't get wild boars when he turned up his fish belly in the east, so in the daytime, he went to the cliff where he found sheep to wait for rabbits.

He finally waited for the sheep, but the distance was wrong. Gu Siwei, who was squatting in the space, saw the sheep, but couldn't reach it. Waiting for him to come out of the space, these alert guys all ran away.

The old Gu was cursing and cursing for a long time.

Squat on both ends.

Squatting sheep during the day and pigs at night.

After squatting for two days in a row, when Gu Siwei wanted to give up and went back to the village with persimmons for the time being, a wonderful voice suddenly came from his ears.

Ang Ang!

Ang Ang!

Here comes the wild boar.

I stretched my brain out of the space and took a look, only to find a burly wild boar coming towards the river.

Even if Gu Siwei hadn't seen many wild boars before, he could feel the aura of this wild boar. It was very big and fat, at least two or three hundred catties.

His body was covered with long hair, and the fangs in his mouth were almost as thick as Gu Siwei's two fingers put together.

Seeing this wild boar for the first time, Gu Siwei thought it was a fairy farting—an extraordinary pig.

When Gu Siwei was thinking about the wild boar walking towards his hiding place, he found that the huge wild boar was injured again. The moment the wild boar turned around, Gu Siwei found the other foreleg, which was There was a large bloodstain on the front leg of the wild boar.

Wild boars are the most likely to go crazy when they are injured. Generally, even old hunters and old mountain travelers will not provoke them at this time, but how could Gu Siwei think about this? He wondered if such a big wild boar was taken to the village. The title is enough.

The big boar didn't know that someone was making up his mind at this moment. As a failed power struggler, he just wanted to find a quiet place to heal his wounds, and then plan for the future.

Wounded it is ready to return to its healing place.

For every wild boar, there will be a place to heal their wounds, usually a quagmire. They will roll in the mud in the quagmire to seal their wounds, which is equivalent to humans bandaging their own wounds.

Of course, accidents sometimes happen, but there is no way to complain about wild boars. They can't have doctors or anything. The death rate of rolling in the mud is very high, but if you don't roll, you will die. This doesn't give them a choice at all.

Nature is like this. For wild boars, death is the end, but for other animals and microorganisms in the forest, the moment wild boars die, their wonderful life begins.

Seeing the wild boar walk into his range, Gu Siwei dragged the wild boar into his own space without any politeness.

When the wild boar entered the space, he was a little confused for a moment.

Gu Siwei looked at the corner of the wild boar's mouth so happily that he almost shed tears.

Ow!hold head high!
The big boar who came back to his senses was a little angry. Its head couldn't help it to think about such high-level things as where it is now. When it saw someone in front of it, it directly rushed over.

But no matter how hard it tried, it didn't get close to this human being at all, it just rowed and pulled its four short legs on the spot.

"You still have a bad temper?"

Gu Siwei looked at the appearance of the wild boar, found a wooden stick and copied it in his hand, walked over and patted the wild boar's head.

Originally, Gu Siwei thought that the wild boar would pass out when his stick was dropped, and he would have to hum twice no matter how bad it was. Who knew that after two sticks, the wild boar not only did not stop, but became more irritable.

"My pussy!"

After two more rounds, Gu Siwei had great doubts about his own strength, because there was no reaction to the wild boar.

If it was the monkey's turn, the monkey would not even have a chance to beg for mercy, and would just drive the crane west.

But when it was put on a wild boar, there was no reaction at all!
Special grandma drops!

After two more knocks, Gu Siwei gave up.

Now that the wild boar is in his hands, he has to think about going back, but what should he do if he goes back like this?At the entrance of the village, the wild boar was released, and a villager surrounded the wild boar and walked the wild boar down?
How many possibilities are there? Gu Siwei is not stupid. If such a big wild boar is left to run around in the village, it may kill several adults and children.

It didn't take long for Siwei to embarrass Gu Siwei, and Gu's head was quite clever.

If the stick can't beat it, then change it to another one.

Gu Siwei went straight up the cliff, more than four meters above the ground, and threw the violent wild boar directly from the space.

Snapped!
The sound of crisp meat touching stone echoed in the valley.

Hey!
The killing cry of the wild boar instantly startled the surrounding birds resting on the trees.

They felt the pain of the wild boar, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to fall back to the branch of the tree for the first time. Instead, they jumped up and down in the valley in fright, making clear cries.

In this way, the wild boar was still able to move, dragging its body and began to run into the woods. It seemed to know that as long as it ran into the woods, the terrifying humans over there would have nothing to do.

It's a pity that the wild boar's brain is not as useful as a human being. The first time the wild boar wanted to run, Gu Siwei had already dragged the wild boar back into the space.

More than four meters high, after throwing it from top to bottom two or three times, such a huge wild boar also lost half of its life, how irritable?He didn't even have the strength to hum, he lost seven or eight points of his life, and he didn't have the strength to make a fuss anymore.

Gu Siwei can feel the pain of the wild boar at the moment. Didn't he see that when he looked at the wild boar, the corners of his mouth were moist with grief.

"Good guy, it's all done with you. Don't blame me, I want to give you a good time, but everyone in the village is poor, and you can't even afford a bullet. You bear it. It's over in no time.

ah.obedient! ".

Reaching out to pat the head of the wild boar on the ground, Gu Siwei said happily.

The big wild boar has given up struggling at this moment, not only giving up struggling, but he doesn't even want to give a hum. Now the big wild boar is full of one sentence: I am dead!

After looking at the wild boar with satisfaction for a while, Gu Siwei threw it into the space, and then began to search around.

I found a few saplings, turned around and entered the space, buried the saplings in the soil, and then poured spring water on them. Watching these saplings grow into the shape of a bowl, I raised my hand and shook the grown trees out of space.

In this way, the whole tree, including the tiniest root, is lying on the ground outside.

The seedlings are different, and the trees that grow are also different. Some trees can be used, while some trees are completely useless.

The whole tree is crooked, and the straight part is three to four meters long. How can such a tree be a pillar?
To be honest, if there is no other way, if there is a pot and a stove, Gu Siwei will burn these things, and now he can only throw them outside at random, and let them fend for themselves.

Gu Siwei is a young man in a small town. To be honest, he doesn't have much research on trees. There are only a few kinds of trees he can call famous, and they are all street trees.

Now if you want to find a tree as a beam, why don't you give it a try.

It's a pity that the trees that Gu Siwei thinks are useful cannot be used as beams, because not all trees can guarantee that they will not rot for decades or even years.

threw up!
Shhing and spitting into the palm of his hand, Gu Siwei took out the ax from the space, stood on both sides of the trunk with his legs, and began to repair the side branches on the trunk with the axe.

Turning to the axe, Gu Siwei began to trim the tree, pruning off all the branches and leaving only the trunk in the middle. This is the raft material that Gu Siwei wanted, and it will also be the material for his future beams.

He got seven or eight trees, took long and short ones, and tied them together with vines. It seemed that they were almost ready. Then Gu Siwei put the raft into the water.

Taking a pole in his hand as a pole, he let it go downstream along the river for the second time.

(End of this chapter)