Chapter 58 Body
"Very satisfied."
Fengyun accepted Bao's answer.
After that, Fengyun and Bao stopped talking and concentrated on searching, but for some reason, they didn't find any trace of the good thing for a long time.
"Uncle Bao, do you remember wrongly?"
"It's absolutely not wrong. The situation about good things is left by that ancestor, and there should be nothing wrong."
"That's right, why haven't we found something good yet?"
"This... Boy Yun, don't worry, let's look for it again. Well, how about we look separately, and it will be easier to find something like this."
"All right."
Fengyun agreed to Bao's proposal, but he asked another question: "Uncle Bao, what should I do if I find out the whereabouts of the good thing?"
"You blow the bone whistle to inform me, and I will come right away. Remember, don't act without authorization."
"Won't blowing the whistle scare the good stuff away?"
"It can't run away. It was able to run before because all you saw was its incarnation, and its body doesn't move."
"I see."
Fengyun turned and walked in another direction, but after only taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and asked: "Uncle Bao, you mentioned the body of a good thing, so what is its body? Tell me , I also pay more attention."
"I don't know either."
"Didn't that ancestor say it?"
"The ancestor said it."
"I said, why don't you know? Did you forget?"
"I haven't forgotten."
"Didn't forget? You said you didn't know? Uncle Bao, you confused me."
"I say I don't know because I can't be sure what the body of a good thing is. According to that ancestor, the body of a good thing is uncertain. It may be a tree, a grass, a vine, or Possibly...always, it's possible to set fire to whatever grows in the forest."
"That's right. What is the body of the good thing that ancestor grabbed?"
"It's a piece of grass, a piece of grass that is indistinguishable from the surrounding grass. If the ancestors hadn't tied it up beforehand, even if they stepped on it, they would never be able to recognize it. Well, stop talking nonsense. Find it." .”
As soon as the violent words were finished, he walked quickly to the distance.
Feng Yun suddenly thought of something, he lifted his spirits, and immediately shouted at Bao's back: "Uncle Bao, I have an idea."
"what idea?"
"It's the same everywhere in the burning forest. I think it's necessary for us to set up grass marks in the places we've found, so that we can save a lot of wrong roads."
"Boy Yun, your brain is better. If I had thought of this method earlier, maybe we would have found something good."
"I just thought of it by accident."
As Fengyun walked forward, he looked around, and every time he walked about ten feet away, he made a straw sign with green grass.
I don't know how many grass bids have been made, but Fengyun still got nothing.
In the end, looking around, there were grass marks everywhere, which also meant that he and Lei had searched a large area around them.
According to Lei, they should have discovered the body of the good thing long ago.
In order to prevent omissions, they deliberately expanded the scope of the search.
Let's talk about the strange fishing line.
Although the fishing line was relatively thin, it was five feet long, and it was impossible for him and Bao not to see it with his eyesight.
"Where is the problem? If it is dark, it will be even more difficult to find."
Fengyun raised his head, ready to take a look at the position of the sun and check the time.
Snapped!
As soon as he raised his head, before he could look at the sun, he showed an annoyed look and slapped his thigh heavily.
"Why didn't I discover such a big flaw? Although the fishing line is long, the fire tree is taller.
If the fishing line is tied high, it is likely to hang in mid-air. I and Bao have been looking down, how could I find anything? "
Having figured out the key, Fengyun immediately took out his bone whistle and was about to blow it, calling violently over, telling him what he found, and changing the direction of his search.
"You can't be so lucky, can you?"
Before he blew the bone whistle, a familiar long and thin shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes.
Fengyun immediately gathered his eyes, looked over, and immediately saw its appearance clearly, it was really the fishing line he used to tie the good thing.
He saw its figure just now, and it happened to be blown by the wind and swayed in the air.
The distance between it and him was actually less than five feet, and if he remembered correctly, he had walked under it no less than three times.
Fengyun finally understood, what is the real pass.
His eyes followed the line as he sought to find what it was fastening.
He quickly found it, it was an inconspicuous vine, clinging to a burning tree, it was no obvious difference from the surrounding vines.
At this moment, he finally completely believed Bao's words, without enough luck and opportunities, it is absolutely impossible to find good things.
"beep……"
A high-pitched and sharp whistle shot up into the sky like a sharp arrow, spreading rapidly in all directions.
In less than two minutes, Bao's figure broke into Fengyun's field of vision, approaching at high speed like a whirlwind.
"Boy Yun, did you find it? Where is it? What is its body? How did you find it..."
Before he could stand still, Bao sent him a series of questions like a cannonball.
Fengyun didn't answer, just raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head.
Bao's gaze followed Fengyun's palm and he found the fishing line immediately.
"Stupid! Why didn't I think that the fishing line might be in the air. Boy Yun, you are still smart. I am old and my brain is not enough."
The violent tone was full of annoyance, mixed with a hint of decadence.
"Uncle Bao, you don't have to do this. I also discovered it by accident. I was worried that I didn't have enough time, so I looked up at the sun and found the loophole in the previous search method. I was just lucky..."
"Stop talking. Let's dig out the good stuff first."
Bao walked towards the vine tied with the fishing line.
Fengyun followed and asked, "Uncle Bao, can you always tell the name of the good thing?"
"Yes. It's called a mallet."
"A mallet? Why does it have that name? Is it because it looks like a mallet?"
"I don't know, this name was given by that ancestor."
"Still don't understand. What should we do? Just dig?"
"I want to dig, but before digging, you have to do one more thing."
"What's up?"
"You pull the fishing line down, and you hold the other end. Be careful not to let go of the front."
"Didn't you say something good, no, it's because the main body of the mallet can't move?"
"I said so, but I think there's nothing wrong with being careful."
"I'll listen to you."
Fengyun walked to the burning tree to which the mallet was attached, climbed up, came to the place where the fishing line was tied, and unwrapped the dead knot and replaced it with a slipknot.
However, it still maintains the state of surrounding the mallet vine. As long as there is any abnormality, he can tighten the slipknot in the shortest time to tie the vine firmly.
There was no accident, and the mallet and vine didn't even move.
Because it was tightly wrapped around the burning tree, it took Fengyun about ten minutes to get the fishing line to the root of the vine, tighten the slipknot, and wrap it around several times.
"Uncle Bao, what should I do next?"
"You don't have to do anything. You just need to watch. Well, you should have hunted a lot of bamboo-eating beasts, right? Do you have its front teeth?"
"Take it with you."
"Give me one."
"Uncle Bao, what do you want it for?"
Fengyun picked a big one from the animal skin bag and handed it over.
"Digging mallets."
Bao took the front teeth, and then made a move that surprised Fengyun.
He drew out the bone knife and swung it violently, cutting off the mallet vine about a foot above the ground.
"Uncle Bao, what are you doing?"
"I did this to be on the safe side. Although it is strangled by the fishing line soaked in your blood, the essence is unlikely to be lost, but it is better to be careful."
"So that's how it is."
Bao stopped talking, knelt down beside the mallet vine, and dug with the teeth of the bamboo-eating beast.
His movements are very gentle, pushing the soil away bit by bit, especially when he encounters roots, he will stop immediately and identify them carefully.
Feng Yun's gaze closely followed the teeth in Bao's hand, he was very curious, and wanted to see what the mallet in Bao's mouth was.
Bao's movements are too careful and his progress is slow.
It took more than an hour before he dug a foot deep.
Just when Fengyun was growing impatient, things finally turned around, and the vines attached to the stick came to an end.
As the soil covering it was peeled off little by little, what Fengyun saw was a small ball, not as big as an egg.
Its texture is very special, it is red, crystal clear, somewhat similar to crystal, its interior is filled with bright red liquid, which is still flowing.
At the same time, it also exudes an extremely attractive fragrance, which greatly increases Fengyun's appetite, and his stomach begins to protest and growl.
Fengyun also heard the sound of swallowing saliva, and the fragrance it gave off was also very attractive to him.
About an hour later, Bao stood up.
He was holding a strange existence in his hand, it was red all over, with a faint red light shining through, slightly longer than a palm, but its appearance was not very similar to the little baby Fengyun saw before.
The little baby is very similar to the real baby, with complete siblings and clear facial features.
Although the mallet he was holding had a human shape, it didn't have any facial features, it was just a round ball, and the limbs were just branches that had grown out.
Feng Yun hit the stick up and down enough, and asked tentatively, "Uncle Bao, what should I do with this stick?"
"What else can I do? You discovered it, so of course it belongs to you."
"Don't you need to hand over part of it to Wu?"
"That's an ordinary prey, not a club. Besides, if you separate it, the essence will lose a lot, and the gain outweighs the loss."
"Uncle Bao, did that ancestor leave a way to preserve the mallet? It looks very delicate, and it would be a pity if it was accidentally broken."
"Don't keep it. You eat it now."
Bao sent the club to Fengyun's mouth.
"Uncle Bao, wait a minute."
Fengyun wanted to know more about the club, and planned to eat it later, but when it approached him, it gave off a more intense smell, which suddenly aroused his extremely strong urge to eat.
Not only did he fail to keep his head away from it, on the contrary, he took the initiative to meet it.
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