After A Hundred Days Of Survival In The Wilderness, I Received A Mysterious Gift

"In the depths of the universe where coldness and darkness coexist, nine huge dragon corpses pull an ancient bronze coffin, which has existed forever. This is an extremely shocking picture captured by a space probe in the dead universe."

"Did Nine Dragons Pull the Coffin back to ancient times, or come to the other side of the starry sky? A vast world of immortals and heroes, full of weirdness and mystery."

"Hot blood is like a boiling volcano, passion is like the turbulent sea, desire is like the endless abyss... Climb the road to heaven, walk in song, and cover the sky with a snap of your fingers.!"

"It is said that on an ancient planet called Blue Star, a group of young people came to the place of Zen in the ancient country, Mount Tai..."

Ye Fan was telling the two girls about the story in "Covering the Sky", one of Dong Ge's masterpieces, and both An Xiaoya and Han Ruying were fascinated.

Naturally, there is no Brother Dong in this world, so there is no work like "Shading the Sky".

The magnificent imagination and interesting plot soon made the two young girls fall into it.

So after Ye Fan spoke for two hours, when he saw that it was already late and was about to stop there, An Xiaoya strongly asked him to speak for another paragraph.

Han Ruying was more reserved. Although she didn't say it out loud, she obviously didn't intend to end it like this.

"Okay, then I'll talk for another half hour, and we'll end it at almost ten o'clock! Otherwise, I won't be able to get up tomorrow!"

Ye Fan had no choice but to talk for a short paragraph, and then the two reluctantly stood up.

"Brother Ye, is this a story you came up with yourself?"

An Xiaoya looked at Ye Fan with admiration.

"So be it!"

Ye Fan touched his nose.

If he didn't participate in this event, maybe he could be a copywriter?

"Brother Ye, let's finish our work early tomorrow. You have to talk more."

"Okay! Get some rest early, ah! It may not be peaceful tonight."

Ye Fan glanced at the trap in the distance.

The three of them entered the underground pit room. Ye Fan, who was walking at the back, quickly covered the roof of the pit room.

In the middle of the night, Ye Fan woke up instinctively.

"It seems that the wild boar did not come here tonight."

He listened to the sounds outside.

Except for the sound of the wind and the chirping of crickets, there was no other movement.

"What a pity, there are hundreds of kilograms of meat!"

Ye Fan shook his head, turned over and continued to sleep.

In the early morning, several shrill screams woke Ye Fan up.

"Is the wild boar coming?"

Ye Fan was overjoyed, resisted the urge to go out and take a look, and sat up on the pit bed.

An Xiaoya and Han Ruying were also awakened, and they came to the pit room where Ye Fan was resting.

"Is this a wild boar coming?"

Han Ruying's face was filled with joy.

"It should be. Listen, how miserable this scream is, but what's a little strange is, why is there an echo in this scream?"

Ye Fan was a little confused.

"It's not an echo, there should be more than one wild boar."

Han Ruying made a quick judgment.

After all, she had been in this situation in the countryside.

"More than one? Haha, then we will make a lot of money this time."

Ye Fan was overjoyed.

At this time, the screams outside the pit room were like the most beautiful music to Ye Fan's ears.

The screams continued for more than half an hour, and finally the sound slowly stopped, became intermittent, and finally disappeared.

"Is the wild boar completely dead? Let's go out and take a look?"

An Xiaoya said with a smile.

"Don't worry, safety comes first. Let's go out after dawn and get some sleep."

Ye Fan stopped An Xiaoya's idea.

"All right!"

An Xiaoya and Han Ruying returned to their pit room, but they obviously had no intention of sleeping anymore and did not come out until dawn.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, let's go out and take a look!"

An Xiaoya pushed Ye Fan awake and pointed to the entrance of the pit room.

"Uh, it's already dawn!"

Ye Fan glanced outside the pit room and estimated that it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

"Okay, bring the sticks and let's go out and take a look."

Ye Fan picked up his stone axe, An Xiaoya and Han Ruying each held a wooden stick, and the three of them came to the ground from the pit room together.

"You guys wait here, I'll go over and take a look."

Ye Fan gave an order and walked to the trap alone.

Xiaoduo's family was barking around the trap at this time.

Ye Fan stepped forward and observed carefully.

The grilled fish he prepared yesterday was still hanging lonely on the bamboo pole, but the bamboo pole had tilted down, forming an angle of 45 degrees with the trap.

The trap dug yesterday, now has two sizable holes in it, so it seems to have really paid off.

Ye Fan carefully lifted the top of the trap, and what he saw made him take a breath.

I saw that the bottom of the trap was covered with bright red blood, and two plump gray and white wild boars were hanging upright on several bamboo spears.

The huge body of the wild boar crushed several rows of bamboo spears.

"How pitiful!"

The shocking sight made Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Ye, how are you?"

After all, An Xiaoya and Han Ruying couldn't help their curiosity, followed Ye Fan and walked over quietly.

"It's really dead, but the scene is a bit scary, so I advise you not to come and see it."

Ye Fan turned around and smiled.

It was okay if he didn't say it. As soon as he said it, An Xiaoya and Han Ruying couldn't help but come forward to take a look.

"How disgusting!"

An Xiaoya only glanced at it and quickly turned her head away, not daring to look any further.

However, Han Ruying's expression remained unchanged and she looked very calm.

"Xiaoya, go and boil some water. You need to boil a big pot, you know?"

Ye Fan patted An Xiaoya on the shoulder.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

An Xiaoya left as if running away.

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