It can be seen from the fracture of the leg that the leg was bitten off.
Some animals, such as wolves and weasels, will choose to bite off their own legs if they are pinched and cannot run away, such as wolves and weasels.
But the leg in Han Cheng's hand was obviously not chewed off by its owner.
The rabbit's three-petal mouth and its incisors, which are specially grown for vegetarian diet, can really keep chewing its own bones...
"Walk."
Han Cheng rewarded the rabbit leg to the lucky general who was waiting eagerly. He untied the rope from the tree stump, then greeted everyone and walked forward along the ditch.
Let the rabbit you got fly fly. At least it can prove to everyone in the tribe that this rabbit trap is indeed useful, and the most embarrassing result will not happen.
Wu took the rope from Han Cheng's hand that had once tied a rabbit's leg, and looked at it from time to time.
He opened the noose above, put one of his hands inside, and pulled the rope with the other hand, and the noose tightened. The harder the force, the tighter the noose, and the blood vessels on the back of the witch's hand were all tightened.
And it swelled up...
Wu Kan played with the rope, and the more he played with it, the more amazed he became. Why couldn't he come up with such a good idea? The Son of God, after all, was still the Son of God...
Han Cheng didn't know what Wu was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely think of the saying "Your uncle is still your uncle" in later generations, although it is not appropriate to use it here.
"rabbit!"
After inspecting two more empty rabbit traps, when he reached the third one, the sharp-eyed Iron Tou took the lead and shouted in a low voice. At the same time, he couldn't help but clenched the stone sickle in his hand, ready to catch the rabbit.
The rest of the people are probably like this. They don't want to let go of the food that comes into their mouths.
The surprise of suddenly seeing a rabbit made them temporarily forget the existence of the rabbit trap.
Han Cheng looked at the crowd who were obviously excited, with a smile on his face and said to Tietou: "Bring it up."
Tietou responded to the sound and ran there quickly.
The rest of the people also ran over there, prepared to deal with the rabbit in case the rabbit was not trapped by the rabbit trap set by the Son of God.
"Stay alive!"
Seeing how excited these guys were, Han Cheng, who was worried that something might happen to Rabbit, quickly added another sentence.
The rabbit, who was squatting there very quietly, was frightened, kicked his legs on the ground, jumped up, and was ready to escape.
However, it forgot that there was a rope on one of its hind legs.
"Bah."
The bouncing rabbit was pulled by the straightened rope and hit hard into the grass. When it still resisted, the iron head came down from above.
After catching the rabbit twice but being dodged by the panicked rabbit, Tietou stopped confronting the rabbit. He grabbed the rope tied to the wooden stake, pulled up the wooden stake with it, and raised his hand.
The struggling rabbit lifted off the ground.
"Son of God! Rabbit! Rabbit!"
Tietou quickly climbed up from the shallow ditch, holding the rabbit bouncing high in the air, and shouted excitedly towards Han Cheng and Wu.
The rest of the people who came with him were also excited with him.
Looking at the excited crowd and the fat hare, Han Cheng selectively forgot about Tietou calling the Son of God a rabbit.
Han Cheng took the fat rabbit from Tietou, held it in his hand for a while, and then gave it to Wu.
Wu, the number one rabbit lover in the Qingque Tribe, was holding the rabbit by its ears with a smile and unwilling to let go.
"Son of God!"
The wizard put the rabbit into his left hand, put his right hand on his left chest, and respectfully saluted Han Cheng to express his respect.
Although the rabbit in his left hand kept bouncing around, destroying some of the solemnity, Wu's admiration was genuine.
Because he thought of the fish cage that allowed the Qingque tribe to live comfortably.
This kind of noose is just like a fish trap. As long as you put it outside, you don't need to worry about it anymore. You can just come and pick up the obedient prey the next day. Compared with the previous hunting, shouting, throwing...
Get up and catch the prey with a rabbit trap, it's like picking it up effortlessly!
Thinking of this, it would be strange if he wasn't excited.
This is the Son of God. Many seemingly playful actions will bring great benefits to the tribe!
With this rabbit set, the food of their Qingque tribe will be more abundant in the future!
"Son of God!"
The others also shouted respectfully and excitedly.
Han Cheng waved his hand to tell everyone not to be too polite, and then led everyone towards the next place where the rabbit harness was put on, with a smile on his face. This rabbit harness was very face-saving. Not only did he not embarrass himself, but he also invisibly embarrassed himself.
I pretended to be cool.
Although other protagonists usually pretend to be in front of the emperor, ministers, emperors, saints, goddesses, etc., but the people they are pretending to are a group of primitive people, which is a bit shameful in comparison, but Han Cheng is still very useful.
Probably this is the reason why "good arms and legs are not as good as a good mouth". After all, no one doesn't like others to praise themselves. If you don't like it, it can only be said that your praise is not sincere enough, or the way is wrong...
Han Cheng's mood became better, not because he was showing off in front of the people of the Qingque tribe again, but because the guy who cut off the rabbit before was found.
"嘤嘤嘤..."
The fox, who waited for the rabbit and got a free breakfast, did not expect that it would end up like the half-eaten rabbit, unable to struggle in the trap.
Han Cheng didn't want to raise a fox. This guy's body odor was too strong and he was also quite cunning.
So after this fox found that he couldn't run away, he farted again and lay on the ground moaning and pretending to be pitiful, and his life ended.
Han Cheng is now a ferocious primitive man. Instead of living in an ancient temple, he lights up a solitary lamp, holds a scroll of sage books, looks out the window while reading, and expects a beautiful fox fairy to come and accomplish good things with him.
The scholar, naturally, will not let go of the prey in his mouth, and expects it to transform into a wonderful woman when the time comes to express his gratitude.
In the eyes of primitive people, this is a monster whose flesh can be eaten and whose skin can be worn...
Han Cheng looked at the half-remaining hare and wanted to say something to the dead fox. Not only was there no free lunch in the world, even breakfast was not free.
The surprises that the rabbit set brought to Han Cheng and everyone in the Qingque tribe did not end here, and even bigger surprises were yet to come.
Looking at the rather gorgeous pheasant that Heiwa was holding in his hand, Han Cheng's smile grew stronger. This was something he had been thinking about for a long time, but he didn't expect to get it in this way.
Tea eggs, preserved eggs, poached eggs, fried eggs, egg soup... Thinking of the various ways to eat eggs in later generations, Han Cheng couldn't help but sip his saliva. If someone saw him like this, he would definitely be laughed at even with the tea eggs.
