The golden monkey was on the cliff covered with mountain grapes, beating its chest and making a series of roars like a gorilla.
After roaring a few times, it grinned again, showing its fangs, and giggled.
Yun Buliu laughed, carrying the bamboo basket and walking along the stone beam towards the orchard.
The golden monkey shot a pitch-black stick down from the cliff, and then ran down the high cliff along the grapevines with great agility.
Behind him, there were several monkeys carrying bamboo tubes.
Yun Buliu came to the edge of the stone beam and saw that the orchard that had been in a mess by the beast army last year was now starting to sprout new branches and grow lush and green.
There are also bunches of green fruits hanging on the fruit trees.
Those remaining branches had long been cleared out of the orchard and thrown into the thorn forest.
The thorn forest on the right side of the orchard is now starting to sprout new green and is connected into one area. There are many small animals going in and out underneath, and there are birds flying in the forest.
There are small flowers blooming on the thorns, and bees are flying on them.
In August and September, the thorny fruits that grow on these thorns are edible and very sweet.
Yun Buliu jumped down from the stone beam, and the two pets behind him had no choice but to find a way to follow them. The little fur ball was the fastest and jumped directly after him, swinging on the top of a fruit tree.
Follow the tops of the fruit trees and run towards the grassland on the left side of the orchard.
The little milk tiger had no choice but to find a tree obediently. While looking at Yun Buliu with a resentful look, he hugged a big tree with his paws and slowly retreated down.
Yun Buliu carried the bamboo basket on his back and came to the grassland on the left side of the orchard. As soon as he took off the bamboo basket, the monkey screamed at him, raised his black stick, and hit his head.
Yun Buliu smiled, turned his body slightly, and the black stick rubbed his body and hit the ground.
He let go of the bamboo basket, turned sideways, and rolled out toward the grass.
Seeing this, the monkey chased him, and the black stick roared towards him.
Yun Buliu took off the tiger fang hanging from his waist and casually pointed at the black shadow that was covering him. With just one click, the black shadow stopped.
When the monkey saw this, he raised his stick and hit it again.
Yun Buliu smiled slightly, flicked it casually, and clicked the horizontal and vertical hooks. Even if the black stick had formed a black shadow, it would soon be stopped.
He estimated that after his own strength improved, although Monkey had improved in the past six months, he was still incomparable. He was already too weak.
When fighting a monkey in the past, he could use only 20 to 30% of his strength to fight with it. Now, he can already use more than half of his strength.
After half an hour passed, the monkey stopped panting, and Yun Buliu only had a little sweat on his forehead. He stretched out his hand and put his hand on the monkey's head, rubbed its head, and thought about whether to give it something to do.
A little hat, maybe a headband or something.
Thinking about the fact that the monkey has nothing on his head, he is really not used to being naked.
He thought, took back his big hand, and took out the steaming deer steak from the bamboo basket with a smile, "Come on, come on, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, you brought the wine! You have the wine, I have the meat, let's get drunk.
stop……"
It's impossible to get drunk once, because that little fruit wine can't get people drunk at all, not to mention that their physiques are not ordinary, and the alcohol content is almost negligible.
Unless it's the strong drink from last time that can increase strength.
In fact, Yun Buliu was also very confused about this. It was correct to say that the strong wine last time should have contained bone-changing grass. After all, it was something that could enhance strength, and it was also golden.
But the question is, how do they turn fruit wine into spirits?
If he could be provided with enough fruit wine, he could find a way to refine the fruit wine into spirits. But how did these monkeys do it?
In Yun Buliu's view, this was an extremely unbelievable thing. Therefore, he wondered if there had been primitive tribes here?
It's just that he has never found any trace of human existence.
After drinking wine with the monkey and eating the deer steak, Yun Buliu stood up and left.
After all, although monkeys are very smart, they still can't communicate directly with each other. Most of the time, Yun Buliu stays alone and talks to himself.
But the monkey has fruit wine here, and he is happy to sit with it when he has nothing to do.
By the time he returned to the lake, he estimated that it would be around three or four in the afternoon.
He put down the bamboo basket, picked up the tiger fang, and ran to the forest in the back mountain to cut down trees. He needed to burn some charcoal to refine the hematite he brought back.
He did know how to make charcoal, but it was ordinary charcoal making, unlike those who professionally made charcoal and had a charcoal kiln. The kind that Yun Buliu had never seen before.
However, I heard that the temperature in the charcoal kiln will be very high. The harder the wood, the better the quality of the charcoal. It is said that there is also a sand coating method that can turn the charcoal into white charcoal.
This kind of white charcoal is said to have been used to smelt metals in ancient times.
Whether it was true or not, Yun Buliu felt that only by trying it would he know.
After searching around the grove, he used tiger teeth to chop down a large tree about fifty centimeters in diameter, then carried it back, cut it into sections, and then chopped it into pieces.
After chopping the big tree into firewood, he set the firewood up to dry.
At night, he lit a torch and continued to study the texts of ancient civilizations and the incomplete ancient cultivation methods.
Xiaobai came back out of nowhere and climbed onto the terrace, all wet and dewy.
He took a piece of rabbit skin, wiped it, and asked: "Did you go to the lake?"
Xiaobai heard this, looked at him, and then nodded slowly.
Seeing this, Yun Buliu's heart moved and he asked: "Are the people living in the lake your parents?"
Xiaobai looked at him, turned around and walked away, leaving him speechless.
Since you understand, why don't you tell me? Yun Buliu doesn't understand. He feels that since we have been neighbors for so long, there is no need to play with mysteries anymore!
But if they don't agree, what can he do?
The next day, Yun Buliu climbed up the high cliff again. This time, he still didn't bring Huya with him, and chose the side behind the cliff to go down.
You know, that cliff basically goes vertically downward, and the difficulty of going down is countless times higher than going down from the side.
However, this level of difficulty still couldn't stop him.
After breakfast, he ran into the big forest to practice the accuracy of his short spear and bone hammer, and prepared to hunt some small animals for lunch.
As a result, just as he was jumping forward on the tree, a big mouth bit him.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and punched a fang in the big mouth. Following the force, his body moved sideways and landed on a branch not far away.
The monster's big fangs were punched by Yun Buliu, and the pain caused it to grow ferocious, growled, and squeezed out of the bushes with its thick legs.
After seeing the full picture of this monster, Yun Buliu couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.
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