Shang Zhen returned to the cave and started burning barbecues, but he still couldn't relax after feeding himself and the little milk cat's stomachs.
He picked up the scimitar and began to rip the dead jackals again.
He had never done this kind of business shock before, but he had seen it before.
There are sheep in his family too, and every time his father kills the sheep, he kills them. Although his method of cleaning the sheep is not proficient, it will happen if he sees more!
From an anatomical point of view, there is no essential difference between a wolf that packs a four-hoofed animal and a sheep that packs a four-hoofed animal.
I picked up so much firewood today, and the Shang Zhen would not go out.
Fortunately, Shang Zhen had a calm temper, so he did a lot of things with the light outside the cave.
The wolf skin must be peeled off, and it can be used for heating in winter.
However, the wolf skin was still wet and waterlogged, and he couldn't use it for the time being, so he stuffed the peeled sheepskin into the gap in the cave, but it just blocked the wind.
The wind is so hard in this place, although the temperature is low, the wind will eventually dry the sheep.
The wolf meat was also cut into strips by him, but it was all hung in a large gap in the belly of the mountain.
When the mountain breeze and the wind in the belly of the mountain harden, sooner or later the wolf meat will be blown into dried meat, and it will not be bad.
The wolf cannot be thrown into the water.
Shang Zhen used the water from the spring to stir up his stomach, and rinse all the filthy things inside but hung them up.
Even the wolf's heart and lungs were hung up by him.
So far, what he and the little milk cat can eat are these dead jackals. At least in this area, he hasn't seen other things that he can eat.
But he didn't intend to eat that wolf heart.
There is a Chinese idiom called "wolf heart and dog lungs", which means that wolf heart and dog lungs are absolutely not to be eaten.
In fact, what is the difference between wolf heart and dog heart, or wolf lung and dog lung? It is not poisonous.
It's just that the wolf's heart and dog's lungs are both black. As a Han Chinese, they say that eating the wolf's black heart will turn themselves into a black hearted person!
Then who can you eat? !
Shang Zhen originally intended to throw that wolf heart far away.
But he was worried that the little milk cat would eat the wolf's heart while he was not paying attention.
People say that a dog's nose is good, but whether it is a lynx or a jackal, the nose is only better than a dog!
Where can I throw that wolf's heart, that little milk cat will not find it
The most frightening thing is that I didn't know that the little milk cat had eaten the heart of the wolf. Every day, I hugged such a cute little milk cat that was actually turning into a black heart to sleep!
The last day this little milk cat grew into a big fierce cat, and the four little tiger fangs ate itself, then didn't he raise a white-eyed wolf? !
Therefore, you should hang up these wolf hearts first so that the little milk cat can't reach it.
After dealing with these dead wolves, Shang Zhen couldn't help but grinned. It hurts, the kind of pain that hurts everywhere.
The pain now is different from the pain last night.
The pain last night was a kind of pain that I wanted to die.
But it's not anymore. It was a sizzling pain, just like the pain of changing teeth when Shang Zhen was a child.
It's painful to say that I can't help it.
But the kind of pain is always there. It's the feeling of ivory pain that you can't help but lick with your tongue. Inadvertently, the pain will pierce you and make you shiver.
Doesn't this pain really feel like a toothache during the day and night and it hurts so much
Thinking of this, Shang Zhen couldn't help but shiver again.
The original trembling was painful, but this time it was painful and frightening!
It was a good dream last night. By the way, what's your dream? Shang Zhen thought again.
He tried to remember for a while and finally remembered the content of the last dream. He almost saw Jiuxiang at a glance, but he woke up in pain at that juncture!
Shang Zhen continued to remember, and finally confirmed that he still hadn't seen Jiuxiang.
But at this moment, the little milk cat got up from the ground and walked into the belly of the mountain in a sneaky manner.
"Why are you going? Drinking water again? Why doesn't the water take me?" Shang Zhen said with air.
The little milk cat really looked back at him and stopped in place, as if saying that you want to drink water, so why don't you go with me
As soon as Shang Zhen stood up, he felt the pain everywhere in his body.
He seemed to remember the feeling of the five horses splitting the body last night!
But can I not drink water? No way!
Shang Zhen encouraged himself, isn't it just pain? Could it be more scary than death? !
On the other hand, he remembered an idiom, which is called "drink poison to quench thirst"!
Now he has found such a source of water in the Manda Mountains, he can't even drink it!
If you don't drink it, you will die of thirst. If you drink it tonight, I'm afraid he will have to slap his head again.
The two powers take advantage of each other and take the lesser one. As the student who has the best endorsement in the history of Yukou Village, he still understands the truth of Shang Zhen.
So, that water must be drunk!
Therefore, he finally took a difficult step, and at the same time comforted himself, the big deal is that if I drink less, the pain will be lessened.
At this time, Shang Zhen felt that he was no longer the bench, but a big white goose!
Why does he have such an association
That's because he has seen it in ancient books.
That is, if a big white goose is hungry for a few days and only drinks water, the dirt in the intestines of the big goose is cleaned.
Then the big goose was chained to a small iron shed that was almost closed.
A pot of mixed juice was placed in the small iron shed.
Then set up a fire outside the small iron shed.
When the big goose is roasted by the fire, it will rush around in the small iron shed, and it will drink the soup as soon as it turns.
When the big goose has almost drunk the soup, the big white goose will become a white goose, and when the big white goose can no longer leave, it will also become a roast goose!
People who wrote history books about this kind of thing all said that there was harm to the heavens. This situation is no different from eating monkey brains or loach drilling tofu.
Some people think it is cruel, and some people like this tune!
He was the big white goose now, the unforgettable pain made him hesitate, but thirst forced him to go forward.
When the wind rose again, Shang Zhen was already leaning against the rock wall with the little milk cat again, listening to the strange sounds from the depths of the mountain.
The voice was irregular.
Sometimes it's like a woman's sobbing in the dead of night, and sometimes it's like being sobbed by the woman who was beaten by her own man.
Most of the time, it still feels like the original feeling of Shang Zhen. It's like several troupes get together to sing big plays, such as Huqin, cymbals, suona, and flute.
The sound is so rich, but you can't tell the number when you listen carefully.
What can I do to be unable to hear these voices? Plug your ears? Shang Zhen immediately denied this idea.
Ears are useful for ears, so it's better to keep them for listening. Who knows what weird things will happen in this mountain.
In the end, the way Shang Zhen thought of was to "count his breath." Yes, count his breath.
This method of counting interest was also memorized in Shang Zhen's endorsement.
The book said that the scholars in the Central Plains had to meditate cross-legged for a period of time every day, meditating by counting their breaths.
The sound of the wind blowing in the big and small caves of the mountains is so annoying for him, doesn't he just need to meditate
As far as Yu Shangzhen is concerned, this method is also a combination of things, anyway, idleness is also idleness.
At this time, Shang Zhen returned to the original bench. He was originally a naive person.
The Han Ren had a strong sense of strength, and he began to stop paying attention to the sound that poured into his ears and began to feel his own breath and breath.
What could he realize in a short time? He was just looking for something to do for himself, otherwise he would be tortured crazy by that voice!
When he was counting, he was interrupted by the sudden and different voice.
But he was not annoyed, but continued to count.
Before he knew it, Shang Zhen hugged the little milk cat and fell asleep in the weird sound.
But after Shang Zhen fell asleep and didn't know how long it had passed, the wind stopped.
The sky was filled with stars outside the mountain, and there was a thin crescent moon on the horizon.
And just at this moment, in this utter silence, there was a sudden cry of pain in a cave on the edge of the mountain.
Shang Zhen rolled again, and the pain began again.