The black spiders are busy producing silk threads. Although they look like black spiders, the silk they spin out is white, thin, but strong.
"Is it made of the silk spun by these black spiders?" Bai Haitang asked.
"Yes, these are spiders from the mountains. I caught some and raised them. Although they are big, they are actually very docile and easy to feed. They just need to eat some insects and earthworms. The more they eat, the more they will vomit, and they will vomit more.
They also like to compare to see who spits out more." The aunt laughed.
That bag was made by the aunt using spider silk, twisted into several strands and then merged together.
If spider silk is added to the textile cloth, does that mean the cloth will increase elasticity...
This thought passed through Bai Haitang's mind.
"Auntie, you are really beautiful." Bai Haitang said.
"No, take Wanwan and hide." At this time, the uncle hurriedly stepped in.
"What's wrong?" the aunt asked.
"Lynx, the entrance to the cave is completely dark with lynxes!" the uncle said eagerly.
The aunt took Wanwan to the back and hid.
Bai Haitang planned to follow her uncle to have a look, hoping that there was somewhere she could help. Although the uncle asked her to hide behind him, Bai Haitang accepted this kindness.
The heavy rain outside has stopped, but it has not washed away the scent of the bobcats. Following the special scent left by the first one, these batches of bobcats have come to the edge of the cave entrance and surrounded the cave.
The uncle took out the dead bobcats from the trap and threw them out of the cave, only to hear the hissing and squealing sounds.
Bai Haitang always thought cats were cute things, at least until she saw the bobcat.
This lynx has gray-brown fur, a huge body, and sly eyes that make people look intimidating, especially when it howls and reveals its two pointed teeth.
"This is going to kill us," the uncle said.
When a bobcat finds food, it will leave a special smell to attract its companions to share it, and the same is true for this one that fell into a trap.
The only weapons in the uncle's hands are knives, bows and arrows.
"Miss Haitang, hide in the back and I'll take care of it," the uncle ordered.
"Uncle, even if you don't need a bow, you probably won't have enough arrows. There are at least a hundred lynxes outside, and you only have thirty or forty arrows in total." After Bai Haitang finished speaking, he opened the bag and took out the gunpowder ball inside.
Three are used and ten are left.
"Is this a clay ball?" The uncle looked at the gunpowder in Bai Haitang's hand strangely, but he was still more confident about his bow and arrow.
"It's not a clay ball, it's one against ten gunpowder." Bai Haitang said with certainty.
The uncle was hesitant, but he was still ready to launch.
Bai Haitang stood in the right position, and the strength, angle and distance used when throwing from this position were just enough to allow this amount of gunpowder to exert its maximum power.
Two gunpowder balls fell one after another, bang bang bang...
The blasting area is just right without repetition.
For a moment, gray smoke was everywhere, and the pungent smell spread. Inside, only bobcats were thrown into the air, some were blown into two halves, and some were broken into pieces, with bloody flesh and blood.
Screams, fire, and smoke, all mixed together...
Bai Haitang was used to this scene and looked at it expressionlessly.
The uncle still drew the crossbow, but forgot to release the arrow in his hand.
When the smoke dissipated, Bai Haitang took a look and threw a gunpowder ball nearby. There were some remnants that needed to be cleaned up.