Ye An

The pheasant's claws and beak are very sharp, like steel knives. If it can't dodge in time, it will be scratched with blood, and even a few pieces of flesh will be taken away.

Ye An leaned against the trunk of the three of them, and the short knife he brought was lost in the grass and stuck on the back of a hen pheasant. The two legs and arms were already dripping with blood, both his own and the one just cut off. The pheasant's neck was sprayed.

Enraged, the male pheasant spread its colorful wings, flew over the tall grass, and rushed straight at Ye An.

The giant tree grows on the slope, seven or eight meters away from the river below, and it is very likely to be injured if it falls.

The male pheasant does not fly very high, but its speed is extremely fast, approaching in an instant.Ye An couldn't avoid it, he kicked away the female pheasant that was pecking at the calf, and at the same time held the shovel tightly with both hands. The moment the male pheasant flew down, he swung his arms forward vigorously, and the shovel hit the male pheasant precisely. , cut off one of its wings, and smashed it down from mid-air.

Before the male pheasant got up, Ye An jumped forward, and the shovel swung down again, cutting off the pheasant's neck, and blood sprayed out, Ye An's face and neck were stained red.

The male pheasant died, Ye An took the opportunity to kill another one, and when he wanted to continue, the rest of the pheasants didn't want to fight anymore, they fluttered their wings and flew to high places, hiding on the branches above Ye An's head.

Ye An can climb trees, but compared to someone who has wings and can fly, it's a waste of energy.

Seeing that the pheasants showed no signs of flying down, Ye An kept vigilant, quickly untied the rope wrapped around his waist, took back the dagger he left behind, and tied the three captured pheasants on his back.Then push away the tall grass and look for the eggs hidden in the grass.

The pheasant on the tree croaked, and Ye An looked up, knowing that he was close to the target, and began to move faster.

Amidst the crowing of pheasants, Ye An found three nests built with tall grass and twigs one after another, and harvested more than 20 pheasant eggs with patterns.

He didn't expect to find a flock of pheasants. Ye An didn't have a bag at hand, so he couldn't make it in time, so he could only tear off the animal skin on his body, carefully put the eggs in, and then tied them up with a rope, carrying them on his back with the pheasants.

The rain never stopped, and the blood on Ye An's body was quickly washed away, revealing long and thin scars on his arms and legs.

The wound was no longer bleeding, and was soaked white by the rain.Ye An wiped it with his fingers a few times to make sure there was nothing serious and he didn't need to find something to bandage it up. He looked back at the pheasant on the tree and walked towards the raft with the harvested prey on his back.

Today's harvest is enough, he doesn't plan to stay in this highland for long.Even with the rain washing away, the smell of blood still cannot be completely eliminated, and it is likely to attract large mutant beasts.If he didn't want to be in danger, he had to leave quickly.

The raft was in the water again, bouncing in the waves, the rain crackling on it.A large group of shadows surged underwater, Ye An was not sure whether it was a school of fish or a large mutant fish, worried that the raft would be overturned, he held the pole with both hands, raindrops hung on his face, and his eyes never blinked.

Fortunately, the shadow did not attack, and soon sank into the water, the wooden raft went down the current, the speed gradually increased, and the wooden house was close in sight.

Ye An stopped the raft with a pole, and the front end of the raft just hit the stone wall, making a blunt bang.The water waves swayed accordingly, and several fish were disturbed and jumped out of the water, and their tails slammed on Ye An's body. Before he could make a move, the fish body had already jumped over the raft and fell into the water.

A striking red mark was left on the arm, and there was a burning pain. Ye An shook his arm twice, unable to go into the water to catch fish, and could only admit that he was unlucky.

Pushing open the wooden door, Ye An stepped into the house from the wooden raft, pulled up the wooden raft with the help of a rope, and stood upright in front of the door.Then tie the rope to the door frame, which can not only ensure that the raft will not be washed away by water, but also add an extra layer of protection in front of the house door.

Tie the knot firmly, Ye An turned around and lit the stove to dispel the chill and moisture from his body.His hands and feet were almost warm, so he got up and went to the door to catch half a pot of rainwater, set it on the clay stove to heat it up, then opened the animal skin bag, took out five pheasant eggs, and smashed them into the pot one by one.

The plump poached egg was formed, Ye An cut open a tuber, and squeezed the sweet juice into the pot.

When the heat was almost ready, Ye An took the pot out of the clay stove, feeling a little impatient, even with a wooden handle, he accidentally burned his hands.There were red marks on the wound, Ye An washed it in the rain for a while, but he didn't care when he saw that there were no blisters, and he didn't even look for the wound medicine.

The poached eggs are a bit scattered, and the shape is not good-looking.

Ye An picked up one with a spoon, blew and bit the other half.The egg white is crisp and tender, with a hint of sweetness on the outer layer, and the egg yolk is delicate, and the half-cooked egg liquid flows out when bitten down, and a unique fragrance permeates the taste buds.After eating five poached eggs in one go, I even drank all the soup in the pot, and I still feel a little unsatisfied.

Looking at the remaining pheasant eggs and the heavy rain outside, Ye An gave up the idea of ​​cooking another pot, circled the corner of the wall with a rope, spread hay inside, and put the remaining pheasant eggs in one by one to avoid being caught. Knock broken.

If there is no accident, these eggs can be stored for a period of time, and they may become life-saving food.

The pheasants brought back need to be processed as soon as possible.

Ye An boiled another pot of hot water, quickly molted and bled the pheasants to remove their internal organs, and hung them side by side on the wall.

The chicken hearts and livers were not wasted, they were cut open and boiled in the pot.

From the three pheasants, Ye An also harvested a small bowl of fat, and before cooking the offal soup, he dug out a piece and fried it in an iron pan.After the soup is boiled, some oily flowers float on it, exuding a strong fragrance, which is very attractive.

Like poached eggs, a pot of chicken offal soup was eaten clean, leaving nothing behind.

Belching contentedly, Ye An put down the spoon, got up and walked to the window, checked the ropes that bound the windows, and walked around the house to check if there was any water leak on the top of his head.After confirming that there was no problem, he went back to the tandoor and sat down again, planning to weave a few more bundles of rope and make two animal skin bags, which should be useful for the next time he goes hunting.

At the same time, the Thousand City Hunting Team, who arrived at the highlands a little too late, ran into trouble.

On the way, the wheels got stuck in the mud, and when they were pulled out, they caused water waves to vibrate, disturbing the mutated fish under the water. The convoy was suddenly attacked, two team members were injured, and their speed was forced to slow down.After finally getting rid of the mutated fish, he encountered a large group of mutated bullfrogs.These calf-like frogs eat almost anything and have poisonous sacs on their backs, making them quite formidable.Qianxiong had no choice but to order a detour, and the speed slowed down again, so he and Ye An staggered.

Not long after arriving at the high ground, the rain suddenly intensified. A snowmobile fell into the mud again, the wheels slipped, and the sinking became deeper and deeper. The gathering of two vehicles failed to pull it out of the pit, but was almost dragged into it together.

When the snowmobile finally got out of trouble, Tiger pushed open the car door, strode up to Qianxiong, wiped off the rain on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Captain, we can't move forward, if this continues, we will all be trapped here. "

The wasteland in the rainy season is very dangerous. Their vehicles have been modified to ford water, but the fuel and equipment they carry are somewhat insufficient. If they are not careful, they will get into trouble and must leave as soon as possible.

"Captain, go back to the city first." Tiger persuaded in a low voice, "If the city lord blames the crime, the brothers will bear it with you."

In the current situation, if you continue to go deep, you will inevitably have big troubles, and you will lose your life if you don't speak well.Go back to the city early and come back with enough preparation. With so many people here, the city lord should be lenient.

When Qianxiong was hesitating, suddenly there was the sound of breaking wind.

Qianxiong and Tiger froze at the same time, and quickly dodged, but their ears were still cut by the sharp object.

Seeing the blood on their hands and the wooden throwing spear stuck on the ground, Qianxiong and Tiger looked at each other, feeling ominous at the same time.

The two looked up, and as expected, on a big tree not far away, a few men with naked upper body and prey on their shoulders were squatting on the branches, their dark skin was covered with scars, and their tongues licked the blood-stained blades. Everyone in Qiancheng under the tree sneered.

"It's from the Red City."

The other party obviously had bad intentions, Qianxiong held the dagger that he carried with him, and quickly hid behind the car with Tiger to avoid the attacking spear again.The hunting team members also searched for shelters, and looked at the people in Hongcheng who jumped down from the top of their heads while holding the ropes, their eyes became fierce.