(At noon, the collection of this book finally exceeded 10,000. At this gratifying moment, I am asking for a ticket to eat. Is this a reason enough?)
Naturally, the little milk tiger did not dare to compete with Yun Buliu for food. It lay obediently in front of the wooden basin, its little head moved up and down along with his movements, and its cute big eyes just looked at him quietly, occasionally sticking out its tongue.
Licking his tiger lips, it was as if he was reminiscing about the taste just now, with a little desire.
The little white snake was more courageous. It swam up to him, raised its little head, and peered into the clay pot in his hand. The red snake stretched and shrank.
When it saw him raising the clay pot so that his whole head was almost buried in the clay pot, it used its snake tail to sweep his calf, as if saying, "You've gone too far."
After seeing that they were so greedy, he smiled and gave them a piece of tiger heart. Seeing how they changed from anticipation and eagerness to joy, he also followed suit.
He discovered that sometimes happiness is just that simple.
After drinking the tiger heart soup, he added a handful of firewood to the bottom of the stone pot, then ran to collect the remaining python meat, tied it with a rope, and hung it on the corridor of the small bamboo house for cooking tomorrow morning.
Then he soaked the snake skin in a large stone mortar with tiger skin in the cave, soaked it in salt water, and prepared to use charcoal and sand to rub the meat scraps off the snake skin tomorrow.
After dinner, he lit a bonfire in the small bamboo house, then found a relatively soft crocodile skin, measured the size, and cut the crocodile skin into pieces with wild boar tusks, and then used bark fibers to cut the skin into pieces.
Crocodile skin is sewn into a crocodile vest.
All the clothes on his body were scrapped. His shirt was in tatters and his trousers were not much different. They were all full of holes and they couldn't be mended.
The only pair of underwear she had was about to become rotten.
Thinking about it, he used the softer crocodile skin to sew himself a pair of boxer briefs, and then used the relatively hard and rough crocodile back skin to sew a leather skirt.
Although he had never sewn clothes, Yun Buliu was not worried about his hands-on ability. After all, it was just a simple vest, a pair of simple underwear, and an even simpler battle skirt.
At the same time, he also thoughtfully prepared to sew a leather skirt for the monkey king. The guy had no shame at all and was always naked, which was really an eyesore.
It is not difficult to sew with a boar tusk to poke holes and a bone needle to thread the needle.
In just one night, he sewed a set of crocodile leather armor and put it on. Although the leather was a little stiff because it had not been properly processed, it felt pretty good.
He originally thought that the short skirt would be relatively simple. He planned to just sew the two sides of a trapezoidal crocodile skin together. But after trying it on, he found that walking was no problem, but running was a problem.
So he changed the simple leather skirt into a war skirt. He cut the leather skirt into four pieces, one piece for the front, one for the left, and one for the left. This way, it would be easier to move around.
Just to fix the war skirt, he had to sew a few trouser ears at the waistline of the war skirt, which could be used to wear belts or tie ropes.
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The next morning, he put on the leather armor he had sewn last night, a soft crocodile leather vest, soft leather boxer briefs and a thick leather battle skirt. He felt pretty good. Although wearing the thick leather battle skirt made him feel a little uncomfortable.
I'm used to it, and it always feels like a girl wearing a skirt.
But in this big mountain, no one would laugh at him for dressing up as a woman.
Then, he roasted some more tiger meat and took the tiger meat and the rough leather war skirt to find the monkey.
If you want women's clothing, let's wear women's clothing together. It's better to have fun alone than to have fun together!
When the Golden Monkey King received the women's crocodile skin battle skirt given to him by Yun Buliu, he looked extremely excited. He put it on on the spot, tied the belt, and even spun it around in front of Yun Buliu.
If you don’t know, you might think it’s a pretty female monkey!
When the monkey king was happy, he asked the monkeys to go back to get the monkey wine and gave him a few more bamboo tubes.
Seeing this, Yun Buliu cursed himself for being stupid. If he had known that the monkey liked it so much and could get Monkey Wine so easily, he should have given it a skirt a long time ago!
After having enough wine and meat, Yun Buliu carried a few bamboo tubes of monkey wine and hummed a little tune back to Xiaozhulou.
"...I want the sky to no longer be able to cover my eyes, I want this earth to no longer be able to bury my heart, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, I want all the Buddhas to disappear into thin air..."
In the mountains and forests, his ghostly wails and wolf howls were heard, startling the birds.
This is "The Legend of Wukong" sung by the Sewing Machine Band. When he saw this monkey king, he couldn't help but think of this song, and he sang it unconsciously.
It's a pity that no one appreciates his singing-god-level performance.
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Time flies by like a white horse.
The sky in September is still clear.
But the bleakness of autumn has arrived.
The green grass on the green lawn has turned yellow, and leaves are floating all over the mountains and forests.
The sunlight shines through the sparse branches and leaves all over the ground. Walking barefoot on the soft dead leaves on the ground, you can feel the infinite warmth from the dead leaves.
Lying on the dead leaves, looking at the cloudless blue sky beyond the branches, listening to the chirping of birds, and feeling the gentle mountain breeze blowing through the forest leaves and blowing on your body, you can't help but be intoxicated.
The silly heroes of E Village who lived by the Great Lakes finally began to fly south in groups, and they didn’t know where to go in the south to spend the winter.
It can be seen from this that the winter here should be a bit cold.
Otherwise, there is no need for those fools from E Village to move south.
At noon, the sky suddenly became overcast.
In the afternoon, the autumn rain came as expected.
The rain curtain covered the sky and buried the mountains and rivers, and the world was silent.
Yun Buliu pulled the two bamboo chairs on the terrace back into the small bamboo building, lay down on the bamboo chairs boredly, boiled water on the clay stove to make tea, and lit some incense with the incense burner.
Smelling the fragrance of burning natural wood powder, sipping tea, listening to the sound of wind and rain... He felt that his life had entered the process of the old man in advance, and his mind was peaceful.
The four-month-old baby tiger nestled at his feet, with its little head resting on the tiger's paws, looking boredly at the hazy world outside the small building connected by the rain, looking a little listless.
I don’t know if it was because the silly heroes of Goose Village who it usually used to tease left without saying goodbye, which made it feel a little overwhelmed and confused.
The little furball was sitting on another bamboo chair. From time to time, his little head was quietly reaching towards the tea cup on the coffee table between the two lounge chairs, as if he also wanted to taste this thing that made Yun Buliu look like he was enjoying it. In fact, he was just bored.
Just playing with the steam rising from the tea cup.
It had already tasted the taste of tea, but it was a pity that it was completely unable to taste the endless aftertaste of sweetness in the bitterness. It drank it right away after taking a sip.
Although it spoiled some of the tea leaves, it was a rare experience to be able to see its facial expression that almost squeezed together.
The little white snake didn't seem to hate the wet weather. It slipped out of the small bamboo house and soaked in the rain on the terrace. From time to time it spread its stinging scales and shook its body, as if it was playing in the water.
At this time, it really looks like a dragon.
Unfortunately, it cannot fly out of thin air and travel between heaven and earth like a dragon.
Looking at these strange little pets he had raised, he couldn't help but secretly sigh: This is really a magical world!
The autumn rain continued intermittently for more than two hours before it stopped. After calculating the time, Yun Buliu got up and prepared dinner for himself and the three little pets.
Fortunately, a heavy downpour more than two months ago allowed him to build a roof and three walls for this small open-air kitchen, otherwise the firewood would have been soaked long ago.
Dinner was golden pheasant stewed with mushrooms. The golden pheasant happened to be hunted during training in the forest in the morning. A bone hammer easily passed through its neck and killed it.
On the outskirts of that large forest, it was almost impossible to see the golden pheasant anymore. After the mushrooms began to grow, this thing was frequently attacked by Yun Buliu.
The mushrooms were just picked today. There are still a lot of mushrooms in the mountains and forests, and he has already dried a lot of dried mushrooms, so he is not worried about having nothing to eat in the winter.
Therefore, he is now going deeper and deeper into the forest.
In the past, we could only advance about ten miles and then stop because of the threat of the big black tiger.
Now, his deepest trip was fifty or sixty kilometers deep. Then he met a very ordinary leopard. The leopard just saw his figure and ran away.
Fortunately, it escaped quickly, otherwise he would have shot it down from the tree with a spear.
After that, I never saw any signs of the leopard moving in his direction. It must have been frightened by his speed and lethality!
But the golden pheasant was not big, weighing less than ten pounds, so he roasted a few more pieces of bison next to the stone stove.