Bo Qiang looked at Molly and hurried back to pull her into the Woods to help her wait quietly and not run around, and then he touched the edge of the swamp again
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A pheasant covered in blood glided slowly past the swamp crocodiles. It seemed that these pheasants were light and it was difficult to catch the root cause, but the pheasant suddenly stopped at the mouth of the swamp crocodile, which seemed to swallow the pheasant with one mouth.
So the crocodile lazily opened its big mouth and took advantage of the pheasant’s inattention to bite it.
The pheasant suddenly moved out two meters sideways, just avoiding the swamp crocodile’s big mouth.
The swamp crocodile didn’t catch up with him immediately. He squeezed among the crocodiles and refused to climb out, but the pheasant seemed to stop on the grass without moving.
The swamp crocodile narrowed his eyes and suddenly opened his mouth to shoot a water arrow, which pierced the pheasant. The pheasant waddled into the grass without screaming, as if it could die at any time.
When the swamp crocodile saw that the water arrow hit the pheasant, where would it give up and chase after it with a big tail?
Almost every time I watch, I will catch up with the pheasant with strange behavior, and the pheasant will just hide until the pheasant stops at a tree hole, and the swamp crocodile slowly climbs over to try to swallow it, but most of its head sticks into the tree hole, and the pheasant just can eat it in front of me.
Swaying its big tail and four legs, the swamp crocodile tried to drill a huge body into it, and the tree hole was full, but the more it was drilled into it, the more narrow it became. Some hard things crossed the swamp crocodile from its belly, and it didn’t mean much to wait for it to finally eat the pheasant that was already cold, only to find that it was already in the tree hole, so it was possible to retreat from the tree hole and squeeze forward a little bit, hoping to get out from the hole in front.
Swamp crocodiles used all their strength to break the trunk of ironwood, which was stuck in the hole of the tree and could be squeezed forward a little bit.
It is a little crazy to spray several water arrows, but those water arrows shoot through the trunk of Cycas. It wants to retreat, but every time it retreats, it always hurts like a million arrows piercing the heart.
It pushed forward desperately in the tree hole, finally it saw the end of the tree hole, and it stuck its head out of the tree hole …
In front of it is a piece of weeds and dense forests, while above it is a piece of blue sky … and an axe hanging in the middle.
At this time, it really wants to go back to the tree hole, but it’s like having several fingers to poke it again, so it can’t go back, and it really wants to get out of the tree hole, but its body is stuck in the tree hole and it can’t get out
Chapter 131 Inside the heart door
A gleaming axe fell from the sky and cut the hair of the swamp crocodile hard, making a muffled sound and closing its eyelids.
Swamp crocodiles can resist and try their best to squeeze out, but this ironwood is strong, even adult swamp crocodiles can break it, and it can be hard to get an axe on the head.
The swamp crocodile has a thick skin and a hard skull.
This axe didn’t break a hole in its skull, but left a shallow white mark.
When an aboriginal hunter saw this scene, his face changed slightly, and his legs were still shaking as if they might be soft at any time.
Looking at the crocodile’s constant struggle, the native hunter worried that the crocodile would squeeze its exports out of trouble, and hurriedly spat in his palm, raised his axe again and chopped it according to the same position.
In the tree hole, the crocodile got an axe and slammed the crocodile’s mouth slightly, and a water arrow flew out against the weeds. I don’t know where it flew. This time, the thick skin of the crocodile’s head was finally cut to reveal the bones of Pi Sensen.
Because the body squeezed into the heart of the tree and suffered huge pressure volume blood, it seemed that the vent was found and sprayed out along the wound on the top of the head. The huge pressure turned into a blood fog, and the indigenous hunter covered his face with a hand and a face, and then an axe was chopped to the dense bones on the top of the head, and finally a thin crack was cracked.
After several consecutive axes, the skull of the swamp crocodile was forcibly split by the native hunter.
The giant axe struck the swamp crocodile continuously, and it was killed by the earthquake. The skull was cracked with blood, and a magic nucleus was soaked in the brain.
The body of the swamp crocodile stuck in the trunk of this Cycas tree, Boqiang can let the native hunter cut off the whole part of the head exposed by the crocodile along the chest and take out the inside full of grease. After the huge body is completely shriveled, the body of the swamp crocodile can barely be dragged out of the tree heart.
With the first successful experience, there will soon be a second and third time. The indigenous hunters never thought that the swamp crocodile, which is invincible for them, would fall into this tree hole trap again and again.
After hunting five crocodiles, Aguirre motioned for his native hunters to stop. Because there were more crocodiles to hunt, they could bring back six crocodiles to the tribe. Even so, the native hunters needed to give up those crocodiles that were not easy to carry. They just ate grilled fish liver at noon. The native people didn’t seem to care about the fishy food. Even Molly ate it with relish.
Boqiang enjoyed a special meal to hunt crocodiles and left a pheasant. This kind of skeleton is light and thin, and the pheasant meat is old and firewood is even more difficult to chew. After roasting, it is impossible to March. The rations are given to the earth violent bear. At this time, he can barely eat such an old and hard pheasant.
Before he left, the indigenous hunters marked the ironwood tree, but also dismantled the fine steel arrow cluster inside, cleaned it up inside and outside, carried it into the Woods and hid it in the bushes. It was reassuring that two hunters carried a swamp crocodile and ten indigenous hunters just lifted the five crocodile departments, and everyone returned along the original road. Because it took more than twice as long for the indigenous hunters to return to the village with heavy objects.
Every time the indigenous hunters return to the village, they will be treated like kings. This time, the villagers brought back crocodile meat. When the indigenous women in the village saw the indigenous hunters coming out of the jungle, they ran out to help them get their prey. Everyone carried these crocodiles into the square in the village, where the Enoch Atind Lala wizard was waiting.
There is a wooden chopping board needed for slaughtering and peeling in the square. The swamp crocodile was placed on the chopping board. The whole tail of the seven-meter-long crocodile fell outside the chopping board. At this time, there was an elder in the village who was responsible for dividing the meat. It was his iron knife that could not cut the tough skin of the swamp crocodile.
Hunters come out again and chop the crocodile little by little with their sharp axes. The crocodile meat inside is not so tough. The white and tender crocodile meat is fairly distributed to every indigenous person in the village by the village elders, leaving crocodile skins and crocodile heads for Enoch Atind Lala wizard. A lot of fish bones are thrown into more than ten large pots to cook soup.
The indigenous people in the village gathered around these clay pots and waited quietly for the crocodile meat to be cooked and fished for meat and bones from them to eat.
Actually, when the aborigines eat meat and bones, they also have seasonings. These aborigines’ seasonings are very special. Everything is fresh. They pick some green pears from trees and some green pepper and red pepper. They put these things in stone troughs and mash them. After taking out the dregs, they add a little salt to this sour, spicy and hemp seasoning juice. Every aborigine will put a little bit in a wooden bowl and wait for the hot crocodile bones to be taken out of the soup pot and then dip them in this seasoning juice.
To tell the truth, Boqiang didn’t expect this group of indigenous women to eat ten crocodile bones so much that they piled them up in such a big pile. They not only chewed the meat bones completely, but also drank the broth in the big pottery jar. The only thing that was a bit difficult to distinguish was not crocodile meat, but the ten warriors. The women in their village looked forward to looking like kings choosing wives, and each of them chose the most plump indigenous women from the crowd. There were four pillars to support the roof room.
His aboriginal women were reluctant to disperse, but before they dispersed, the aboriginal women tried to pass Boqiang in a pose, expecting that he could leave one of them and provoke Molly to send a low warning to those aboriginal women like a female leopard, so that these aboriginal women were scared to disperse immediately, and no one dared to lean over again.
"It happens every time they are full …" Molly explained to Bo Qiang.
Bo Qiang is still a little embarrassed at the moment. Those enthusiastic and unrestrained indigenous women really gave him a strong impact. At this time, he can live in his heart and nod to Molly, and then walk to Enoch Atind to enlarge the wizard.
The wizard is dealing with the crocodile heads, and his indigenous children gather around the wizard to pick out the last crocodile tailbone from the clean crocodile bones. Those tailbones are like bony spurs, and the tips of the little finger joints are like sharp bony spurs. The more the joints get thicker at the back, the indigenous children find tough ropes to make these tailbones jump up to form a flexible bone whip, and the children are so excited that they yell at night that those children who don’t get the bone whip can watch with envy.
Molly, an indigenous girl, came over with Boqiang, and the children were scrambling to give Molly the bone whip in their hands, but Molly seemed to be a little blind to those things and waved her hand and refused the group of children.
Boqiang Enoch Atind said to Boqiang before the wizard without looking up, "Take a good rest for a day, God as soon as possible, and I will teach you how to make a costume. I hope to see the gods and demons and never be the enemy of the indigenous people in Handanar County."
"this should be my promise to you!" Bo Qiang told Enoch Atind, a wizard, that his voice was hoarse and dry, and he still had some control over his pronunciation after he had not spoken for a long time.
"I heard from Gabriel that you can’t speak Imperial, but your voice is fine. It’s not that you can’t speak, it’s your problem!"
Enoch Atind, the wizard, pointed to Boqiang’s heart.
"There is a closed door in your heart. If you can push that door, you can get your voice back. It’s up to you. No one can help you!"
Enoch Atind pull big wizard said to Bo Qiang.
Bo Qiang nodded slightly to Enoch Atind, the wizard, and said, "Then I will visit you again early in the day …"
Chapter 132 Commitment
Molly’s eyes are like wild cats at night
Open …
Close …
Always with a group of sky light, Boqiang has a strong feeling that the end of his eyes has always been falling on himself.
At night, there was a very cool rainstorm, which came quickly and went quickly. The village was illuminated by thunder and thunder, and it rumbled down before the thunderstorm. At this time, some indigenous hunters always ran out of the arbor, and the village corridor was naked and faced with the heavy rain of beans.
Some people even whine in the rain, which sounds like Owlman sobbing.