Chapter 37 The Tiger Roar that Breaks the Peace of the Mountains
After the bamboo building was built, he started building the terrace outside the bamboo building non-stop.
Building a terrace was much simpler than building a bamboo house. He marked out a six-meter-by-six-meter grassland in the direction of the bamboo house facing the lake, and then started driving bamboo piles, erecting bamboo beams, and making bamboo rafts.
After the terrace, which was two meters high and six meters long and wide, was built, he extended the middle part of the terrace, which was nearly two meters wide, by about three meters.
Then we started digging a pond under the terrace, which extended two meters into the terrace.
It is equal to a six-meter-by-six-meter terrace, with the pond below the outermost two meters.
The pond was ten meters by ten meters in size. He used the excavated soil to pile up an earth bank with a width and height of about one meter on the edge of the pond, and pounded it vigorously with bamboo to compact it.
Originally, the pond was more than one meter deep from the ground, and with the one-meter-high earth ridge, the entire pond was already more than two meters deep.
Then he made an opening in the ridge facing the big lake, and dug a ditch along the green grass to reach the big lake.
When the pond is full, it can flow through this ditch to the big lake.
After pounding and compacting the bottom and walls of the pond with bamboo, he ran to continue chopping bamboo.
The entire bamboo forest has become sparse due to its disaster, with the number reduced by one-third.
The straight-line distance from the big river to this small bamboo building is two to three hundred meters, but if you need to set up pipes along the lake, this distance is at least four to five hundred meters long.
The height of the river is much lower than that of the bamboo forest. The pipe cannot pass directly through the bamboo forest. The pipe can only be run along the lake shore, bypassing the bamboo forest, and then extending from the grassland beside the bamboo forest.
Along the way, he used wooden frames to hold bamboo pipes in the air.
Building a terrace, digging a pond, and setting up pipes took him more than a month.
After setting up the bamboo pipe, Yun Buliu ran under the bamboo pipe by the pond, stood on a specially placed stone, and let the river water pour from head to toe.
He laughed and took off his clothes, then took a bath under the bamboo tube.
He hummed a song and counted the time until he would come to this world.
At a rough calculation, it’s almost four months!
The skin has become somewhat dark, and the muscles on the body are bulging. The former fatness has long disappeared, and the whole body is full of strength, like a wild beast.
His hair has also grown a lot longer, covering the back of his neck. His hair, which used to be straight, has now completely become a noodle-shaped hair. Because he is often electrocuted, his hairstyle has always been very explosive.
He has gradually become accustomed to being alone and chatting with Little Furball and Little White Snake.
Firstly, he wanted to teach them some simple living habits, and secondly, he was worried that if he didn't talk for too long, he would stutter easily when he spoke later.
For such a long time, the little fur ball's body has not changed much, and it has not grown at all. It is estimated that it will look like this in the future.
However, the body length of the little white snake has expanded to about 1.5 meters, and it is really scary when it opens its mouth to scare people. The growth of the body naturally brings about changes in food intake.
Looking at its appearance, Yun Buliu thought it should belong to the python family, not the snake family.
But here comes the problem again, this guy is poisonous.
Generally, pythons are non-venomous.
Therefore, he couldn't figure out which category this guy belonged to.
The only thing I know is that this little guy will definitely grow into a big guy in the future.
It is estimated that after a few years of raising it, it will become a giant in the forest.
At this time, the little white snake was lying on the edge of the terrace watching Yun Buliu standing by the pond taking a bath.
The little fur ball has occupied the highest point of the bamboo building, squatting on the ridge, staring at the big lake warily.
It's a pity that on the lake, apart from the geese playing with the geese on the lakeside, there are only dry firewood floating silently.
While he was taking a bath, something suddenly hit him on the head.
Immediately afterwards, a white shadow flashed, and when he looked back, he saw that the little white snake had jumped from the terrace into the pool below, holding a small fish two fingers wide in its mouth.
The little fish was twisting its body at this time, trying to break away from the snake's mouth, but when a puff of pink smoke came out of the snake's mouth and enveloped it, the little fish stopped moving within a few seconds.
Yun Buliu looked at the river water continuously flowing out of the bamboo pipes speechlessly, as if he did not expect that the fish in the river would actually run in along the bamboo pipes.
Does that mean that small snakes can also come in from here?
I thought that when I was taking a bath, a small snake suddenly fell out of the bamboo tube and hung on my baby, emm...
He felt it was very necessary to make a bamboo halter to cover the other end of the pipe.
In this way, not only can small fish and snakes be prevented from entering, but also other foreign objects can be prevented from entering and blocking the pipeline.
After taking a shower, he took the opportunity to wash the tattered clothes. He did not dare to scrub hard, fearing that the boxer shorts that were about to be frayed would be laid off early.
After hanging the washed clothes on the railing beside the terrace to dry in the sun, he went back to the small bamboo house naked and made a halter out of bamboo strips.
Outside the terrace, the water in the bamboo pipe kept hitting the stone on the side. The water slowly poured into the pond. The little white snake stretched its neck and swallowed the little fish into its belly.
Yun Buliu had always been worried that Little White Snake was too lazy to eat and didn't know how to be self-reliant. Now it seems that his worries are completely unnecessary. This little guy is so slow!
After eating a small fish, it can still coil up along the bamboo pile and return to the terrace to nest.
Maybe this little fish gave it some inspiration!
After returning to the terrace, its head hung on the edge of the terrace, its eyes fixed on the pipes where water continued to emerge, as if those dark snake eyes could see.
Yun Buliu didn't see this. He was silently braiding the halter. The halter could be made like a fish basket, but it didn't need to be as dense as a fish basket, but it couldn't be too sparse.
While thinking about it, after finishing this work, I can make a stove.
Although he has moved from the cave to live in a small bamboo house, he has not yet started making bamboo beds, bamboo chairs, and bamboo tables, nor has he made a stove. He still has to go back to the cave for meals.
While I was thinking about these trivial matters, a series of tiger roars completely broke the tranquility of the mountain forest.
The movement of Yun Buliu's hand stopped for a moment, feeling the direction from which the sound came, then silently estimated the approximate distance, and then continued to weave the halter.
However, not long after, the tiger's roar became increasingly louder and closer, as if it was already approaching the small forest behind him.
So, he put down the half-woven halter in his hand, walked to the door of the bamboo house, and looked towards the grove. The roar of the tiger came from behind the grove.
You can even see birds flying in the woods in droves.
That string of tiger roars sounded a bit like a warning, but also a bit stern and remorseful.
Yun Buliu wondered if the big tiger couple had encountered some beast of the same level. He had never seen a tiger roar like this in broad daylight after staying here for so long.
Usually, even if there are occasional tiger roars, they are very lazy and domineering to declare sovereignty, and they are just howling to get rid of the problem, and there will not be a series of them like now.
Feeling that the roar of the tiger was getting closer, he turned around and entered the bamboo building, came to the terrace, picked up the four-legged trousers and put them on, then returned to the small bamboo building, picked up the leather bag with the short spear, and slung it across his back.
He stood in front of the bamboo building's gate, holding the root in his hand, staring at the grove behind the cave.