When he was free, Fang Chang came to the foot of the mountain to cut bamboos and dig some bamboo shoots to roast them.

Under the sunny slope in the bamboo forest, the bamboo rats in the cave are fat, but he is not ready to catch them for cooking for the time being, so he let them go for a few days.

The sound of a stone axe chopping bamboos resounded again through the bamboo forest on the hillside. The sounds were as if they were chopped on the soul of a bamboo spirit in the bamboo forest, trembling.

As the sound continued to sound, the bamboo rats on the slope had already retracted into the cave and dared not show their heads.

Fang Chang dragged the chopped bamboo to one side and tied it with rattan. The bamboo shoots had been dug and placed in the basket behind him.

He was preparing to cut down two bundles of bamboo and transport them back. Each bundle was hugged by three people before he could hold it over. He was extremely strong and transporting these things was no problem.

These bamboos, which are thick, thin, long and short, are carried back to Xianqi Cliff, are enough to prevent him from lacking such materials for a long time.

I tied the rattan used for bundling tightly, and looked up at the edge of the bamboo forest, and was very happy.

Walking to the edge of the bamboo forest, I looked at the big bamboo in front of me that was twisting and trembling like last time, and surrounded it in a circle, knocked it with the handle of the axe, and said with a smile:

"Have you moved the place again?"

Hearing this, the bamboo spirit shook suddenly, and then remained motionless.

The mountain wind blows through the bamboo sea, causing green waves to rise among the bamboo forest. But the mountain wind that blows the rolling bamboo sea cannot make the big bamboo shake a little.

Satisfied with the evil taste, Fang Chang laughed and walked back.

After a long time.

The bamboo essence slowly turned towards the direction where the man left. After observing for a while, he saw no movement, and then it seemed as if it had a breath of relief, it became flexible and loose.

When I was just rounded around and looked at the bamboo essence, the root leaves of the bamboo essence were terrified.

It's so scary that it's almost cracked...

Come here every day to cut bamboo...

Let the demon live...

After considering it for a long time, the bamboo essence made up its mind and pulled out the rhizomes from the soil, then swung like feet, and ran leisurely towards the sun.

Because this hillside is facing the sun, the way for bamboo spirits to escape is to go down the mountain. Fortunately, it is quite spiritual and knows how to hide in the day and come out at night. It does not scare people, and it is not cut off.

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Wang--

Carrying bamboo tied up on the mountain road, Fang Chang suddenly heard a barking.

Looking over, it was the yellow dog of the woodcutter Lin Hai. It was quite human and kept waving its tail when it saw Fang Chang. It seemed that the woodcutter should be chopping wood on the mountain, which also means that Linxi Village has returned to its previous peaceful life.

After whistling gently, the yellow dog rushed over, wagging his tail happily on the side, Fang Chang put down the bamboo, and went over to caress the dog's head.

The dog shook his head comfortably, shook his tail again, and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Looking at the disappearing figure of the yellow dog, Fang Chang smiled, picked up the bamboo tie and put it back on his shoulder, and returned to Xianqi Cliff.

The large pieces of good wood are very resistant to burning. Because the fire pond in the house was still burning shortly after leaving. Fang Chang pulled the fire, added some firewood, and then took the pottery jar to the stream and filled it with the stream water, and set it on the side of the fire pond to burn.

After a few days, the impact of the mountain torrents was gone. The stream flowing through the edge of Xianqi Cliff has returned to its clarity and no longer seen any turbidity.

While waiting for the water to boil, he sat by the fire pit and took out his jade knife to make new utensils.

The bamboo that had been split into wide strips with a stone chisel in advance was separated by a square long and jade knife to form thin bamboo strips, then crossed into a grid, and then circled around the outside with bamboo strips and woven around.

Bamboo plaque.

I made this because Fang Chang wanted to pick some tea leaves to dry. Although fresh tea is pleasant, it still has a green taste. If it is picked and dried and dried with the heat of the sun, the tea leaves will be more suitable for brewing.

On the open space outside, a new melon field was opened beside a shack filled with firewood.

Very small, only three steps long and one step wide.

In this piece of land, Fangchang pineapples with stone flakes, and planted the melon seeds he had taken out before neatly. It is estimated that it will only take two months to eat the melons he planted.

The water in the jar is boiling.

Put the fresh tea leaves into the bamboo tube and scoop in boiling water.

It tastes better than the tea that is boiled directly.

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Picking tea from the edge of the cliff requires some skills.

Fortunately, Fang Chang has achieved a small cultivation level, has a light body, and can flexibly pick tea trees by the cliff.

Moreover, in his current situation, even if he falls from the cliff, there will be no miserable scenes, but it just takes time to climb up again.

I didn’t consider the picking time, and it was suitable for picking tea at any time surrounded by clouds and mist.

After loading about half a basket, he jumped back to the flat ground on the cliff.

Several bamboo plaques have been woven, and he knew that the next few days would be a good weather with bright sunshine. He just needed to spread the tea on it and occasionally turn it over to make the sun shine evenly.

Fill the fresh tea leaves with several bamboo plaques, and tied them with bamboo and wood to a simple rack, put the tea plaques one by one, facing the south.

At this time, the sun is bright and the sun is very bright.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Fang Chang turned his head and looked towards the edge of the open space.

The grass and trees surging around the edge of the woods, and a dark behemoth rushed out, heading straight towards the wooden house and shack.

"stop!"

Seeing that the situation was not diminished, he shouted.

However, there was no effect at all. The opponent rushed straight and knocked down a pile of firewood before stopping and starting to rush around, as if looking for food.

This is an adult wild boar of about one person, with a bristle and a dark body, muddy, and two pointed fangs. If you encounter it in the mountains, most hunters will give up carefully and will not face it head-on.

Fang Chang was angry: "What a terrible beast! Are you coming to deliver dinner?"

The wild boar had poor eyesight, so he turned his head and looked at it, as if he had noticed Fanglong. He began to turn his head, lower his head and accelerate, with his fangs pointing directly at Fanglong, and his momentum was amazing when he ran.

"Ha, interesting."

Seeing the wild boar rushing towards him fiercely, Fang Chang shook his head, then stretched out a hand and gently pressed it down.

The wild boar, which was originally as powerful as a rainbow, was like hitting a mountain wall in front of his seemingly weak palm, and he was unable to make progress. After being held down by this hand, no matter how the wild boar struggled, he could not get out even with a huge brute force.

Fang Chang held the wild boar with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and his two fingers were like swords. He quickly put it on his forehead and finished it.

He let go of his hand and let the wild boar's body fall to the ground. Then he shook his head and began to clean up the pile of firewood that was knocked apart by the wild boar, and re-tied it.

Fortunately, the melon fields, thatched huts, firewood sheds, and tea drying racks were not damaged. As for the tables and stools on their open space... the wild boar hit the huge rock table and stool, which was probably a mess.

The wild boar that suddenly appeared not only caused little trouble, but also brought a lot of meat.

After the pottery was released, it was completely worthwhile to have the square length of the cooking utensils.

Yunzhongshan has abundant resources. He searched among the surrounding plants and trees and found wild wild onions and wild ginger. The wild ginger tastes delicious, and wild onions have the functions of onions and garlic. They can replace ordinary onions, ginger and garlic for cooking.

These seasonings or their substitutes can remove fishy smell and enhance the smell, and have a detoxification effect that is difficult to use. Cooking meat is indispensable.
Chapter completed!