The next day, I woke up early as usual, the weather was cold and humid, with mist.
I went out of the city, took two breaths of hot air on my hands, sat down on a flat place near the lower reaches of the river, and took the fishing rod from behind. First, he chose a place and sprinkled a small handful of fermented rice to lure the fish, then hung earthworms on the hook and slowly dropped into the river. The water flow is slow in winter, and I am also lazy, just silently waiting for the fish to bite the hook.
Around mid-morning, there were a few slender silver scale fish spread out on the ground beside him. This fish has a rhomboid shape as a whole, with plump meat and crisp fish bones. The scales all over its body are silver-white, which is quite beautiful... and also quite delicious. The reason why this kind of fish is caught is that the silver chinchilla is relatively active and has a large appetite. Even in winter, it will always grab food.
After catching six or seven fish, I put away the fishing rod and cut open the belly of the fish with a pocket knife to remove the internal organs. Then cut some holes on the fish, pick up dead branches nearby, and burn them on a fire. After the fishy smell gradually dissipated, he took out the homemade seasoning bottle from his arms, poured it on the brush, and brushed it slowly on the grilled fish without caring about how much was spilled.
The fragrance overflowed immediately.
When a fish was deep brown, I took it off the fire and took a bite with my mouth open. The fish skin on the outside is crispy and delicious, with a light burnt aroma. The snow-white fish inside is mixed with soup, which is fresh and tender in the mouth, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth. Just as I was enjoying it, the river water in front of me suddenly rippled, a little cold light came first, and then the silver knife flashed past like a comet across the sky.
With a snap, the unfinished grilled fish in my hand fell to the ground.
The grilled fish was cut in half along with the branches, and a section of my temple hair was cut off. The blade brushed against my ear, almost turning me into one of Black Sheriff's nemesis.
Hilo was panting heavily, and he didn't know how long he had been lying in ambush at the bottom of the water. Seeing that the first sneak attack was unsuccessful, he didn't want to fight at all, and turned around and left. This time it was broad daylight and surrounded by open fields, she had nowhere to escape, so she could only go back the same way, intending to jump into the water and leave.
But her clothes were soaked in cold water, and her weight increased too much. She could no longer be as erratic as before. Before she could take two steps, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"What are you doing, winter swimming enthusiasts? Staying underwater in such a cold day, keeping fit?"
Shilo held the knife in one hand and looked at me coldly.
I waved my hand and said:
"Okay. I don't want to be polite to you. You know it very well in your heart, right? If you want to kill me, you only have one chance to kill me. Once you expose yourself first, there is no second chance. And this time There is no one else around, it can be said that whether you can go or not depends entirely on whether I want to let you go."
Shiloh's expression remained indifferent.
I guess she is looking for a chance to escape, but I can't think of it for the time being.
I took a fish off the grill and poked Hilo's mouth with the head.
Hilo kept his mouth shut, but his eyes glanced at the grilled fish.
I smiled and said:
"Eat one! It's not poisonous. Try my handicraft, and I'll let you go."
Hilo reluctantly opened her mouth and bit the fish body, and I let go, just about to invite her to sit here, dry her clothes first, and then eat two fish. As soon as he let go, Hilo quickly backed away like a cat with fried hair, with the grilled fish in his mouth, plunged into the bottom of the water and disappeared.
I shook my head and cursed:
"Prodigal, the sauce on the fish is all fucking ruined by you."
Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I know that Shiloh definitely found a place she thought was safe, climbed up, took off her clothes and wrung them out, and changed into the thin night clothes while drying, and then took off her mouth. He buried his head in chewing the cold grilled fish, and after eating two or three bites, he threw the branch in the corner while licking his fingers.
She was like a stray cat rummaging through trash cans on the street.
But it doesn't matter.
I finished all the grilled fish slowly, took a piece of fish bone in my mouth, and went back to the city lord's mansion with a fishing rod.
The next day I went out of town again.
This time I went to the woods and collected a lot of dead branches and leaves. Then use pebbles to pile up a circle of isolation belt, cover it with dead branches and leaves, and set it on fire.
After the flame gradually rose, I took out two sweet potatoes from my arms and threw them into the fire. He touched another branch from the side, tossed the fallen leaves, let the dead leaves bury the sweet potatoes under them, then found a place to lie down, and waited silently.
After the dead branches and leaves were gradually burnt out and the flames disappeared bit by bit, I pulled it with a branch to wipe off the ashes on the surface. I dug out two sweet potatoes from the fallen leaves that could not be completely burned, and held them in my hands to start cooking. peeling. The hot sweet potato smelled tempting, and at the same time, there was a sound of wind on the top of his head.
As we all know, loli will grow on trees in winter.
And when Loli matures, she will fall naturally and do free fall.
But be careful that this kind of pure wild loli is very dangerous. She carries a knife and threatens the lives of those sitting under the tree anytime and anywhere.
But there is no need to panic, as long as she turns to the side at this time, she will fall down in the cold ashes.
When he raised his head again, his face was as black as a small coal ball.
I casually threw a baked sweet potato to her. Hilo was holding a knife in both hands, and dust got in his eyes. She thought I threw some hidden weapon in the past, opened her small mouth and bit it, then quickly retreated to a far away place, rubbing the dust on her face with her sleeve, and after the original coal ball turned into a zebra, Hilo He opened his eyes, sniffed lightly, and took down the roasted sweet potato.
I didn't look at her, I just peeled the skin of the roasted sweet potato in my hand, revealing the golden flesh, and it was full of sweet and warm feeling when I took a bite. Hilo stood there for a while, grabbed the sweet potato and ran away quickly.
As for which dark corner she wants to eat in, it's none of my business. It's like raising a hamster. The food you throw to it can be eaten face to face, but it must be hidden in the cheek pouch, find a place to hide and eat secretly. Perhaps nature is like this, there is no need to force anything.
"See you tomorrow~"
Shouting something behind her, I yawned and threw the rest of the sweet potato straight into my mouth. Today's Shiro is a little less hostile than yesterday, which in my opinion is a very big improvement.
I'm not in a hurry. Winter is a lazy season.
Burying the dust into the ground, I patted the dust on my body, praying that the forest will grow better next year. Then he stood up and went back to Yuxi City.