Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 7 Prey
Out of the space, the first thing I saw was Chang Wei calling Laifu,
wrong,
skewered.

It's the sycophant beating the old monkey king.

A one-on-one sycophant is definitely not the opponent of the old monkey king, there is nothing to doubt about this, the physique is there.

But after what happened yesterday, the sycophant seemed to be smarter. This time, it actually recruited several people (monkeys) to fight the old monkey king together.

Now the old monkey king is no match, he was beaten up by the sycophant and others, just like the pig's head played by Yue Yunpeng, his whole face is almost square.

Squeak!

Seeing Gu Siwei coming out, the sycophant who beat the old monkey king rushed over immediately, and graciously helped Gu Siwei pick a persimmon from the tree.

Where did Gu Siwei eat this, but he took it and sent it back to the sycophant.

Regardless of the group of monkeys, Gu Siwei came to the edge of the cliff and stretched his head to look at the big river below.

"what!"

Stretching his head, Gu Siwei discovered a strange thing, that is, there was a crack on the top of the mountain, which was not there last night, and Gu Siwei remembered it clearly.

Not only is there an extra seam, the cliff also forms a winding slope from head to bottom, and a stream of water flows out from the seam, along this winding slope to the bottom stone platform, and then forms a small waterfall off the ground.

The entire distance is almost several hundred meters, and the slope is very gentle.Like a small stream hanging in mid-air.

"Hey, are you so bullish?"

Gu Siwei felt that this thing must have something to do with the spring water he poured yesterday.

He really didn't think wrong, he was roughly right, but there was a little mistake.The persimmon tree grows so well on the mountain, because there was water in the mountain, and the groundwater went straight to the root of the persimmon tree along the original cracks in the mountain.

As soon as he watered the tree, the tree swelled like crazy. The persimmon tree's roots were already big and luxuriant, so the mountain was squeezed out a little, allowing the spring water in the mountain to flow out.

As soon as the mountain cracks, the magic of nature comes. The water begins to flow down along the low-lying place, which naturally forms this winding hillside from the top to the bottom.

Out of curiosity, Gu Siwei walked down the winding hillside until he reached the bottom, about three or four meters away from the bottom of the river bed, there was a cliff, a straight cliff, which was not easy for ordinary people to get down and up.

There is naturally no difficulty for Gu Siwei. Now this guy does not need special effects in post-production for the live-action version of Tarzan, but it is not easy to show it to outsiders.

Just about to walk back, a beautiful sound came into Gu Siwei's ears.

Baa!Baa!
"I @#￥@!"

Gu Siwei's spirit was lifted.

This is a sheep.

Thinking of sheep, Gu Siwei immediately thought of mutton skewers and the deliciousness of sprinkling cumin, and swallowed subconsciously.

Searching along the sound to the direction of the sheep's cry, Gu Siwei soon found these cuties.

When he found out where these cuties were staying, he suddenly understood why these guys were shouting arrogantly during the day. These bastards were all standing on the cliff, which was almost at a right angle to the ground.

Not to mention predators, even humans would not be able to climb such a cliff without the aid of tools.

Baa, Baa!
The goat not far from the opposite side also found Gu Siwei, but these guys were obviously not afraid of Gu Siwei, and passed information between small groups like no one else.

There are five or six sheep in this flock on the cliff, and they are all big sheep. The horns on the top of each head are not small, and they are almost bent into a closed circle.

As far as their size is concerned, each of them weighs a few dozen catties, and Gu Siwei's conservative estimate is that they can weigh at least thirty catties.

Looking at these walking mutton skewers, Gu Siwei's saliva almost flowed into a river.

action!

Without even thinking about it, Gu Siwei rushed towards the cliff with a stride, stepped on the space when he was waiting for the landing, and went straight to the sheep standing on the cliff when he came out.

While swallowing, he switched back and forth between the space and the cliff.

For about a minute, Gu Siwei stood in the middle of the cliff and grabbed a thuja.

This thing is worth a lot of money when it is hyped in the future, but now it is an ordinary tree, just a tree that grows on a cliff.

"What the hell! Where's my lamb kebab?"

When he arrived at the place, Gu Siwei looked around, only to find that the sheep were gone, not even a single wool.

Sheep can run, and sheep are very alert.

If there was no such vigilance, the sheep would have been extinct long ago, or the villagers of Shimo Village would have killed them long ago, and it would be Gu Siwei's turn.

Just when Gu Siwei fell to the bottom of the valley and rushed down the cliff, the sheep in the cliff had already sensed the danger, jumped back a few times on the cliff, and disappeared.

When the sheep disappeared, Gu Siwei had just climbed less than five meters up the cliff, which shows how alert these herbivores are in nature.

Gu Siwei didn't find the sheep, but he didn't plan to go down.

He often looks at the animal world, and he feels that these sheep will definitely come back. As long as he can get within ten meters of them, he can capture them into the space.

Stupid way, but it works.

So Gu Siwei was going to give this group of goats a sit-in and wait.

While thinking about the mutton skewers, Gu Siwei shrank in the space, honestly waiting for his rabbit.

an hour passed,

two hours passed,
Four hours passed.

Gu Siwei can't wait any longer!
Going down to the bottom of the valley cursing, Gu Siwei was going back to the persimmon tree. This time, he was going to communicate with the monkeys and see if there was anything delicious nearby.

Such a large mountain, and when the ecology has not been destroyed on a large scale, there must be food, and there may even be food for food.

Not counting the thing that the villagers are knocking on all day long, that thing tastes like chewing gum.

If it really hurts, it is not uncommon to be suffocated to death with the current medical conditions.

Back on the top of the cliff opposite, Gu Siwei found that the monkey group was still there, and the sycophant was still enthusiastically licking the dog in front of his own, and even the three monkeys picked out by the sycophant were also flattering.

But none of them understood what Gu Siwei said to them, they only knew to pick persimmons for Gu Siwei foolishly.

"Forget it, it's hard for you."

Gu Siwei was a little angry, but there was nothing he could do with these monkeys.

Don't blame the monkeys, Gu Siwei's idea is a bit against the sky, speaking Chinese with wild monkeys, if they can understand this thing, they can start the primitive society of monkeys long ago.

Picking two persimmons from the space, Gu Siwei decided to walk further west along the river.

Don't talk about sheep or anything, you have to bring some meat back.

When the mountain reached the valley, he continued to walk west along the river bank and turned over two small cliffs. Gu Siwei's luck came.

Not far from the river, Gu Siwei found a bush, and there were a few pheasants living in the bush. At first, the pheasants didn’t seem to care about Gu Siwei, because the bushes they hid were not ordinary bushes, but cloth. The bushes full of thorns, not to mention people, even small wild animals have to be afraid when they come here.

Originally, when I hid in the bushes, I usually just waited for the beast to go.

But today, the luck of these pheasants is extremely bad. Gu Siwei, who has the space in his hand, can't use the bushes to catch them. As long as he carefully pushes the leaves of the bushes and finds where they are, these guys will be honest when they think about it. into the space.

Around the bushes for a week, five fat pheasants of different sizes became Lao Gu's shackles.

Taking out the largest pheasant from the space, Gu Siwei looked at it carefully.

The pheasant is about three catties, maybe four catties, but this is unlikely.

What Gu Siwei brought out was a male pheasant with a beautiful coat color, long juvenile tail, green neck, red eyes, and colorful spots under the body.

Gu Siwei knew what breed the chicken was, but he knew that it would be very punishable after decades.

It's just that Gu Siwei doesn't have time to think about punishment or not now. He hasn't eaten any meat for almost a week. How can he have time to think about messy things at this time?
Hurry up and break your stomach is the right thing to do.

Gu Siwei doesn't have any conditions now. Cooking and steaming are all nonsense. There are only two big pots in the whole village.

So if you want to eat chicken, you can only do it by Ye Luzi.

Fortunately, Gu Siwei can be regarded as a rare talent. He went directly to the river to find some clean-looking soil, which was a little oily, and wrapped the chicken that had been opened and its internal organs removed, especially the one that wrapped the chicken. Feathers, regardless of Sanqi 21, just wipe it off.

After wiping a ball of mud, Gu Siwei started to light a fire and roast the chicken.

Taking advantage of the roast chicken, Gu Siwei tried to catch another fish.

I have to say that the fish in the river are really stupid now, especially those in the old forest. They don't look like wild ones at all, and they are not afraid of people at all. Swim around in four dimensions.

If you don't catch it, you will be blind for nothing, so Gu Siwei grabbed one, and after disembowelling it, pierced it with a branch, marinated it with salt, and roasted it on the fire.

The fish was cooked first, and Gu Siwei tasted it and found that the taste was really bad, but the grilled fish was better than the big pot in the village, so, reluctantly, Gu Siwei ate the meat on the back and belly, and left The fish under it was given to the sycophant who followed, as well as its small group.

After the fire was extinguished, the temperature of the ashes also dropped, and the clay eggs wrapped in pheasants cracked. Gu Siwei felt that it was almost the same.

Pulled out the mud egg, tried to knock it with a stone, and found that the pebbles by the river couldn't deal with the mud egg, so Gu Siwei found a big one, ran directly to the mud egg and smashed it down.

Mudanzi shattered at the sound.

The pheasant was cooked, but it was a pity that it was a bit overcooked, and some of the thin parts of the body were blackened and burnt. When the mud eggs were opened, what came out of the nostrils was not the smell of chicken, but a smell of beard.

Gu Siwei, who played this way for the first time, didn't have any regrets, and he never thought that he would be the best in the world for the first time, and the probability of this is probably better than winning the lottery.

Although the neck and wings can't be eaten, there are still some places on the body that are a little dark, but they are almost out of focus.

Besides, don't be too picky at this time, it would be nice to have a piece of meat to eat.

(End of this chapter)