Chapter 11 Fighting the Goose Village Little Overlord
Lying on the earthen kang in the cave with a wooden lattice window blocking the entrance, I quietly listened to the sound of insects in the grass outside the cave, and I could even vaguely hear the roar of the waves of the lake.
Yun Buliu felt a sense of security for the first time in this world.
Although the wooden lattice window is very crude and has little defense.
But lying in this earth cave, the sounds outside either disappeared or became smaller, as if the whole world suddenly became much quieter.
It was as if those ferocious beasts had disappeared in an instant.
Therefore, he slept extremely peacefully this night.
It was the most peaceful sleep he had ever had since he came to this world.
As for the giant crocodile that might exist in the lake, Yun Buliu felt that any animal would not ignore the torch he inserted next to the entrance of the cave.
This has been confirmed by him spending so many days in this deserted mountain and wilderness.
Early the next morning, Yun Buliu woke up at around seven o'clock on time. It was already dark and the sound of insects and birds became louder and louder.
He rubbed his eyes and yawned. But halfway through the yawn, he froze, feeling that something was wrong.
So he stopped and felt it silently.
The next moment, he jumped up from the earthen bed, picked up the corner of his clothes, and jumped while shaking. Because he felt that something was moving in his chest.
What he fears most is that caterpillars will crawl on his body. Thinking of this, the pores all over his body stand up involuntarily, his scalp becomes numb, and his whole body feels bad, as if he is allergic.
But soon, he discovered that what fell from his body was not a caterpillar, but a white shadow. Although the light in the cave was not strong, he could see the white shadow clearly.
When the white shadow fell to the ground, the inverted scales on its back and the thorny scales on its neck opened, and its small mouth suddenly opened, revealing the thin fangs in its small mouth.
Yun Buliu didn't know if it had fangs yesterday, but when he saw the white shadow, he felt even more scared. What if he accidentally got bitten by it?
Doesn’t it mean that snakes will not regard the first creature they see as their mother?
"You, when did you come back? Didn't I tell you to leave already? We are not in conflict with each other. If I don't touch you, don't scare me either!"
Yun Buliu opened the wooden lattice window, climbed out, then came back with a wooden stick, gently picked up the little white snake with the wooden stick, and put it back into the grass.
The little white snake coiled its body, suppressed its stinging scales, raised its little head, and looked at him quietly.
"Let's go! Let's go! I'm not a legend. Don't be so obsessed with me."
He waved his hand towards it, but when it didn't go away, he continued: "Think about it! If I accidentally run over you while I'm sleeping, or step on you while walking, just tell me what you said.
One mouthful, and when my brother is poisoned and dies, who can I talk to for explanation?"
"So! You don't have to be so loyal. Brother, I had a pet called Furball before. It was very unloyal and would fly away when disaster strikes. Brother can understand, so you can leave too! Although you are very beautiful
, but there’s really no future with you by my side.”
Yun Buliu muttered to the little white snake, then turned back with the stick.
As soon as he turned around, the little white snake followed him.
He stopped and turned around, and the little white snake also stopped.
As he walked, the little white snake followed.
When he walked back to the sand-covered ground in front of the cave, the little white snake came back with him.
When he turned to look at it, it raised its head and stared at him with dark eyes.
Looking at this weird little white snake, he didn't know what to say.
He touched his trouser pocket, took out the last cigarette he had saved until now, and sat down on the pile of sand, puffing away smoke while looking at the strange little snake.
Asked him to kill it, he really couldn't do it. If he could, he would have done it yesterday.
Moreover, this little guy sneaked back and hid on him last night and didn't bite him. If he attacked it for no reason, it would be too much to bully the snake.
Forget it, I'll think about it later, let's think about this last cigarette first, I have to quit smoking in the future.
The situation now is that if you don’t want to quit, you have to quit.
It has to be said that these days, he has pushed himself too hard. After ten days of half a pack of cigarettes, there is still one cigarette left, and he basically only smokes one cigarette a day.
Feeling the taste of nicotine rolling in his lungs, Yun Buliu let out a long breath.
After a long time, when only the butt of the last cigarette was left, he reluctantly pressed the cigarette butt into the sand and extinguished it.
He always felt a little empty, a little lost, and inexplicably a little flustered.
After sitting for a long time, he stood up, pointed to the earth hole behind him, and said: "Climb up to the hole, sit there and look after the house, and I'll catch the swans."
He said, picked up the wooden stick and walked towards the lake.
After walking a few steps, he looked back at the little white snake and found that the little white snake was really crawling towards the entrance of the cave. It bounced and quickly crawled into the cave along the soil steps.
Not long after, I saw it sitting motionless at the entrance of the cave.
The little head was held high, looking at him quietly.
Seeing this, Yun Buliu cursed 'monster' secretly in his mind. He always felt that the intelligence of this little white snake was incredible to him.
I'm speaking in Chinese! How can it understand me?
Has the Chinese language begun to be spoken throughout the universe?
"Idiot!"
Yun Buliu cursed at Little White Snake.
As a result, the little white snake opened its small mouth directly, its stinging scales also opened, and hissed loudly.
"I'm not scolding you, you are super cute!" Yun Buliu said to him quickly.
After hearing this, the little white snake withdrew its stinging scales, raised its little head, and looked at him with a look of kingly contempt in its black snake eyes.
"After the identification, the whole universe is speaking Chinese!"
Yun Buliu complained, then turned around to pick up the swans. Originally, he wanted to pick up the swan eggs. But he found that these swans seemed to have never left the eggs and were lying on the eggs without moving.
There are even bigger swans standing guard next to them, standing guard and looking for food.
As soon as he walked to the side of these swans, they roared at him, spread their big wings, stretched their necks, and immediately entered a semi-fighting state.
Yun Buliu sneaked around in the grass and didn't find a single nest.
So, he came to the lake again and washed himself by the lake.
Just when he was thinking that he would catch a whooper swan and deal with it later, among the swans in the lake, a whooper swan floated toward him.
The orange goose paws flapped wildly on the water, with its huge wings spread out, its long neck stretched out, and it panned over like a fighter jet, instantly entering combat mode.
He found that this white swan seemed larger than the other white swans.
With his neck stretched out, his height almost reached his chest.
Suddenly, he lowered his body, flapped his big wings, and slightly bent his yellow head, and attacked directly towards the center of Yun Buliu's lower third path.
Yun Buliu didn't expect that the angle of attack of this big swan would be so cunning and cunning, and one mistake almost led to a mess.
He raised his buttocks, contracted his lower abdomen, swung his long stick, and swung it towards the big swan's extended neck.
Who would have thought that this whooper swan moved very quickly and ducked away with just a contraction of its neck.
Seeing this, Yun Buliu couldn't help but curse secretly: Don't I even have the strength of a goose?
It's a pity that he really doesn't even have the strength of a goose.
The whooper swan was obviously a little different from the ordinary swan. When he threw the wooden stick in his hand, even though he was very fast and powerful, he was still easily dodged by the whooper swan.
When the whooper swan flapped its big wings and flew towards him, he obviously did not have the courage to confront the whooper swan, and kept retreating, waving a wooden stick to block its attack.
Just like this, one person and one goose acted out a violent scene on this big green lawn, in which the village overlord tortured the little fresh meat, which could stop a child from crying at night.
Yun Buliu found that he had lost shamefully against this big swan.
The unbearable ancient memories of being abused by the overlord of the village were once again awakened and rushed towards him like a tide.
What made Yun Buliu find it most incredible was that when he swung his stick on the huge neck of the big swan, the big neck turned around and was fine, without causing much harm to it.
And when its iron beak dug into him, there was a bloody mouth, as if its iron beak had a saw. It was terrible.
Until he turned around and ran back, the overlord of Goose Village still refused to let go, spreading his big wings and stretching his neck like a bomber flying towards him.
He is angry!
It was okay to be bullied by the overlords in the village when I was a child. Now that I have grown up, I have to be dominated by those horrible memories. It is simply unbearable!
How can I survive in this mountain wilderness without even the strength of a goose?
So, he rushed forward, and when the overlord of Goose Village stretched out his mouth, he grabbed its big neck, held it tightly with both hands, and then swung it suddenly.
Just like the big green man catching little Loki and beating him wildly.
Bang bang bang...
Goose, goose, goose...
Finally, after defeating the nightmare in his heart, he gained the power of a goose.
He was like a final knight, holding a knight's spear in one hand and dragging the trophies in the other, walking unswervingly towards the place of final victory.
The shouts of the enemies around him were unable to disrupt his determined pace.
Goose, goose, goose...
When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing by the lake, holding in his hand the little bully of Goose Village, whose neck had been broken by him long ago and who was spitting blood and refusing to rest in silence.
A rough estimate is that this whooper swan weighs at least thirty or forty pounds.
After thinking about it, he skinned the white swan, cramped it, and disembowelled it.
With those sharp wild boar tusks, skinning this white swan is not a difficult task.
If it weren't for the difficulty of plucking the hair, he would really like to keep the goose skin because it is nutritious.
Except for the intestines, he left behind the foie gras, goose gall, and goose heart. Then he carried the whole goose and the torn goose skin and went back directly.
The internal organs of those whooper swans sank into the water, and many lake fish swam over smelling the blood, dragging the internal organs and other debris into the water, and started fighting for food at the bottom of the water.