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Chapter 231 Vomit~~~
Xiao La grew up in the monastery since she was a child, so all the monks who can find work are naturally monks.

Today's sunshine is extraordinarily abundant, shining on this group of shiny heads, it's called a reflection!
There are some differences between lamas and monks in the mainland. They don’t eat all vegetarian food on weekdays, and some people also eat three clean meats.

This led to a layer of oil on the top of the heads of these bald heads, which looked extraordinarily shiny!
Wen Wanwan walked in front of this group of people, as if he was followed by a group of big light bulbs.

A group of people carried cages, buckets, and sacks, which can be said to diffuse the smell while walking, and there was a strong smell of chicken farm excrement along the way.

Even a group of argali who were driven out at the end had disgust in their eyes.

After arriving at the first location, Wen Wanwan opened more than half of the grass rabbit's cage.

With the constant knocking, the little ones rushed out like arrows leaving the string.

Seeing the grass rabbits quickly scattered around, Wen Wanwan also stretched, and then scattered a lot of grass seeds nearby.

These grass rabbits released today will most likely break into the territory of carnivores because of panic.

There are at least twenty or thirty that are [-]% going to be a dinner.

But the rest of them will choose to find a place to recuperate and recuperate after going through the initial panic again. After more than ten days to get familiar with the environment, they can adapt to life here.

After taking another look at the surrounding environment, Wen Wanwan continued to walk up the mountain with the rest of her bald head.

After walking for more than an hour, we came to the side of a small stream.

"The rest of the grass rabbits and groundhogs are here!"

Following the order, the cages were quickly opened one by one, and the gray and brown rushed out of it.

A lot of grass seeds are still sprinkled to ensure that the herbivores will not starve in the near future.

Along the way, they herded sheep, rabbits, and groundhogs. After all the animals they brought were scattered over half of the mountain, Wen Wanwan also brought the last group of people carrying dung buckets to the mountain spring.

"Just pour it in!"

Hundreds of barrels of thick liquid were poured into the pool in front of them in an instant, and galloped down with the flow of mountain spring water.

Wen Wanwan estimated yesterday that according to the divergent streams under this mountain spring, it can definitely spread to more than half of the mountain.

Coupled with the fact that so many grass seeds have been sown today, there is absolutely no problem in feeding the existing herbivores.

Even in estimates, after one and a half months, the newborn grass rabbits are enough to enjoy.

The method of raising a hundred beasts can be called a perfect technique no matter in terms of comprehensiveness and speed of recovery.

But this taste alone is unbearable.

As the stream spread, a howl suddenly sounded throughout the south of Gang Rinpoche.

Some come from Tibetan antelopes, some come from golden eagles, and you can even vaguely hear a few snow leopards cursing.

The survival of any mammal is inseparable from the water source. This time, Wen Wanwan almost infected most of the south with this strong smell.

This is not to say that walking a little farther will be useful, at least within the range of these animals' daily activities, the water that can be seen is basically contaminated a little.

In other words, for at least a week in the future, they can only drink this kind of water and can only tolerate this taste.

What's more, the east and south directions almost gather more than 80.00% of the animals on Kailash.

But now the two directions are nourished by the method of raising animals, and the animals on the mountain are naturally not much better.

But the rest of the matter has little to do with Wen Wanwan, after all, she will run away tomorrow morning.

After packing up her things, Wen Wanwan also let a group of bald heads go down the mountain first, while she rushed towards the place where the golden eagle was yesterday.

Along the way, all visible streams basically became slightly turbid.

And the location of some water pools is even more black in color, and a few small fish can be vaguely seen spitting bubbles reluctantly in it.

The method of raising beasts is not friendly to fish. After all, it depends on the water source for nourishment. The fish that originally lived in the water can be said to be extremely difficult in the first three days.

It takes time for the land to absorb, especially the ability to absorb it in the first three days is not so strong.

This caused the stream water to become turbid, and even the taste was not as good as that of the rural dry toilets.

Although it will not have any effect on the health of the fish, even the fish do not want to live in this kind of water.

Walking all the way, just approaching the cliff, before calling the golden eagle, he heard a roar from a distance.

"Roar!!!"

"Yuck~~~"

emm...

Wen Wanwan made a careful distinction. It should be the voice of a brown bear.

The former one was full of anger, but the latter one understands everything.

Shrinking her neck, Wen Wanwan silently mourned for this thirsty guy.

"Is there a sculpture on it?"

At a height of ten meters, Wen Wanwan could only see a rough outline. A bird's buttocks were twisting and turning, obviously feeding the two little guys in the nest.

Following Wen Wanwan's shout, the writhing bird's butt stopped immediately.

The huge body adjusted its position and stretched out the bird's head from the cliff.

After clearly feeling the breath of the druid, the huge golden eagle quickly spread its wings and flew down.

The big guy soon landed in front of Wen Wanwan, and the blood on the corner of his mouth proved that this guy had just returned from hunting.

After a careful look, Wen Wanwan was also sure.

This one is much smaller in size than yesterday's one, and the color of the patterns on its body is also lighter.

It was obviously a female, the mother of the two little ones in the nest.

Reaching out to touch its feathers, the live broadcast device appeared in Wen Wanwan's hands in the blink of an eye.

As the dark studio was lit up, a large number of viewers joined in.

The alligator is beaten every day: [Throne, Wuhu! 】

He said it was his cousin: [Sofa, big golden eagle! 】

Cao thief's spiritual successor: [Front row, this one seems to be different from the guy yesterday? 】

Looking at the familiar ID in the live broadcast room, Wen Wanwan also explained.

"Good afternoon everyone, the one in front of us is the mother who took two little ones, that is, the female golden eagle."

"It seems to be smaller in size than the male, and the plumage color is darker."

"However, as a raptor, this difference in size is basically equivalent to small creatures such as their prey hares."

"After all, this guy swooped down, and the rabbit's resistance can be said to be extremely weak."

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the sky.

(End of this chapter)