The fifth day of survival in the Banna rainforest.
Bi Fang was still wandering in the dense jungle, following the footprints on the ground to search for targets.
The hoof prints of the white-legged bison are so huge and deep that even heavy rain cannot easily wash them away when they step on the wet ground in the rainforest.
In a deep pit, several flying insects were drowned in it, unable to struggle out.
Bi Fang inserted his finger into it, and the muddy water in the pit directly covered the second joint. More than a ton of weight pressed on the wet soil, and the mark was so exaggerated.
"The hoof pits are very deep. Generally speaking, the shallower the hoof marks, the longer the target has been away. On the contrary, the deeper the hoof marks, the closer. It seems that we are almost catching up with the white-legged bison."
Bi Fang wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and felt much relieved: "Huh, I've been chasing him for a day, and I'm finally catching up."
Since yesterday afternoon, Bi Fang began to track the white-limbed bison he encountered on the first day. Although it took several days, experienced hunters could even track it based on the traces left by the animal half a month ago.
But when Bi Fang finally reached the spot, due to the erosion of heavy rain, the hoof prints had completely disappeared and were completely covered by newly fallen dead branches.
He searched in different directions until four days in the afternoon before resuming the clues. He was worried that it would rain again in the evening and the clues that would be reconnected would be interrupted again. Bi Fang did not return until after dark.
Early this morning, I brought enough food and tools, made a new pair of straw sandals, and set off again until now.
Naturally, the reason for going through so much trouble is not to hunt the white-limbed bison, but also to hunt for salt.
Large herbivores have their own "salt mine bases".
The pH of all organisms is basically the same, and herbivores need more salt than carnivores.
They usually go to a cave to lick the rock wall, or go to a salty land. As long as you wait patiently and follow them, they will arrive at their salt mine base sooner or later.
Next, Bi Fang only needs to dig soil and boil salt, or he can try to lick the cave wall himself and carve out a piece of salt mine.
As long as salt can be found, Bifang already has enough meat, vegetables, and salt, and has a foundation for a stable life to continue, and he can start making iron.
Thinking of this, Bi Fang continued to follow the hoof prints in front of him. He did not relax because of this, not only because of the snake ants everywhere, but also because he was about to face the white-legged bison.
"Based on the hoof prints, we can see that along the way, the white-legged bison hardly circled, but walked around very recklessly, which shows that it is very confident, because there is no creature in the entire jungle that can threaten it, and it can
Wander around with confidence.”
Even a venomous snake cannot easily bite through the thick and rough skin, which is like natural armor.
The sharp horns can penetrate all obstacles, and the strong muscles can burst out with the power to pull out a big tree.
"It would be impossible for other animals to have this phenomenon. They will survive in a fixed territory that they are very familiar with. They know where there are dangers and where there are predators, and they can avoid risks in advance."
After a pause, Bi Fang joked: "If there really is a bull charm, the image on it must be that of a white-legged bison."
At noon, Bifang's stomach began to growl. He looked up at the sky covered by leaves, listened to the chirping of birds from nowhere in the jungle, put down the bark frame behind him, and picked out a fish.
The fish is the size of a forearm, its tail is tied with a rattan, and the other end passes through the gills and emerges from the fish's lip, bending the entire fish into a bow shape.
"Although I can't see the sun, my stomach and biological clock tell me that it should be noon now. Let's eat first and then continue after eating."
Bi Fang cleared a clearing, took out a stone dagger, and cut off the vines.
When the rattan rope was cut, the fish that had been imprisoned immediately jumped up, swayed on the ground, and vomited water. The audience was immediately shocked.
The fish was tied early this morning, and it's been six or seven hours now, and it's still alive?
It's summer now. How long can fish survive out of water?
[Have all African lungfish invaded the Banna rainforest?]
【Is this just an ordinary carp?】
"Haha, why do you think I tied the fish up like this?" Bi Fang dug a hole on the spot and prepared to light a fire. He also explained: "This is the bow fish technique. Fish treated with the bow fish technique can stay out of water for 10 seconds in winter."
You can survive in the sky, and you can survive at least one day in the dog days of summer.”
"The climate in the rainforest is hot, and dead fish are easy to rot. I am always moving, so it is not convenient to make smoked fish. I can only keep the fish alive. Although the bowfish technique is just a simple tie, it is actually quite complicated."
The bowfish technique is divided into three steps: initial tying, water feeding and water tying.
For initial tying, use straw rope to tie the head and tail of the fish. To feed the fish, put the tied fish into the running water of the stream to let it spit out dirt and absorb new things.
Wait until an hour later before tying the tail of the fish that has been fed with water. When tying the water, the tying position should be moved up to a place slightly above the fish's anus. This is considered complete.
Improper control will not only fail to achieve the effect of keeping alive and fresh, but may even affect the meat quality of the fish.
"It uses a special binding method to reduce the activity of the fish. At the same time, it eats a lot of fresh water during the water feeding stage and cannot excrete it."
"And by keeping the fish's mouth open, the fish's gills will also be forced to open, increasing the absorption of oxygen in the humid air, so the fish can live particularly long."
Valley shade
Bi Fang took out the fire, produced thick smoke and flames, threw it into the pit, and then processed the fish again.
This fish was harvested at the fishing ground this morning. It still had the belly and fat, but the fish scales and internal organs had not been processed. He spread out the leaves and took out all the internal organs.
"The biggest benefit of the summer bow fish technique is not only to keep it alive and fresh, and facilitate transportation, but also to remove the earthy smell of river fish. In 2009, the bow fish technique was also included in the FJ Provincial Intangible Cultural Heritage List."
Put the fish on bamboo skewers and put it on the fire to grill over charcoal. Bi Fang also used a bamboo tube to cook some wild vegetable soup, sealed the lid, and inserted it directly into the campfire.
Bi Fang had prepared for a long-term war early. When he came out this morning, he had brought all the basic supplies, including three cans of water in bamboo tubes, three big fish, and he also collected edible flowers and wild vegetables along the way, so there was no need to worry about running out of food.
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After eating, Bi Fang tidied up the place and continued to follow the increasingly deeper cow hoof prints.
Finally, in the afternoon, the depth of the hoof prints was almost enough to touch the entire finger. Bi Fang poked at the soil on the ground, which was very soft. The heavy rain had made the soil in the entire rain forest fall into a semi-mud state.
In order to prevent mud from entering the straw sandals and coming into close contact with the skin, Bi Fang covered his feet with three layers of large leaves to barely block them.
"The weight of the white-legged bison is estimated to be around 1,200 to 1,330. Judging from the softness of the soil, it should be this deep if you step on it. It may have been gone for less than half an hour. We need to be more careful. Maybe
The big guy is nearby."
The hoof print in front of him was bigger than Bi Fang's hand. No one could survive if the hoof fell on it, let alone pushing it with his horns.
At this point, Bi Fang no longer dared to stride forward at will. He basically squatted and followed: "I said before that when someone approaches, the white-limbed bison relies on its extremely sensitive sense of smell and hearing to move within 200 meters.
Can sense human activities.”
"It's very possible that it has discovered us before we even discovered it, so it's best to stay vigilant at all times and don't stand upright casually. It would be bad if it attracts the other person's attention."
[It’s over, Fang Shen has degenerated back]
[Young hero, what a strong waist! 】
【Looks a bit weak.】
Bi Fang knelt down and moved forward, sweeping away the nearby shrubs with a spear. This was the case in the primitive rainforest. It was very inconvenient to walk. Outside the towering giant trees, there were shrubs everywhere.
There is no road at all, and often after walking for a long distance, you may be scratched all over by the bushes. Fortunately, the red mud can not only resist mosquitoes, but also give Bifang a thin layer of physical armor, so you don't have to worry about scratches.
Bi Fang held the stick and pushed down the bush in front of him. In an instant, the branches under the stick shook and then bounced back.
Press again, play again.
Um?
[Fang Shen’s hands also shake? 】
[Hahaha, great elasticity]
"It's not that my hands are shaking." Bi Fang squinted his eyes, squatted deeper, and used his fist to press a deep pit on the ground. Water quickly gathered in it, forming a small earth-yellow puddle.
After a while, the puddle rippled, layer after layer, never stopping.
Bi Fang's expression became serious: "The ground is shaking."
【earthquake?!】
The audience didn't realize it. When they heard the ground shaking, they immediately thought of an earthquake and completely exploded.
【Here, find an open place to hide?】
【Where is the open space here?】
[I never heard that Yunnan is in the earthquake zone]
"It's definitely not an earthquake." Bi Fang remembered the huge size of the white-legged bison, twitched the corner of his mouth, pushed down all the shrubs in front of him, and walked through the shrubs.
The next moment, a clear view suddenly opened up in front of me, but it was not the way the landform was, but the result of the day after tomorrow.
Everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them.
The exact same sharp white angle, the tall body of a giant, super tons of muscles, and the powerful and sturdy aura can be clearly felt even from dozens of meters away.
But at this moment, an extremely huge snake head was stuck on its sharp horn, and large pools of red blood dripped down, accumulating into blood puddles under the hoof prints it ran past.
The huge python, covered in blood and black spots, was tightly wrapped around the body of the white-legged bison, shrinking inch by inch, and strips of muscles sprouted on the thick body.
The white-legged bison crashed into the big tree in front of it over and over again like crazy, and all the surrounding shrubs fell down as if they had been bombed.
Many trees were not spared. One after another, the saplings that had not grown into towering trees all fell down, making it look like a battlefield.
The violent and bloody scene shocked the senses of Bifang and even the audience in front of the screen. His whole body was hairy, as if his heart had been plowed over and over again by a wooden plow.
[My mother, it’s a battle between bull and snake!]