Super Gene Hunting Ground

Yang Xiao and Monk Benyin returned to the cave, collected branches, lit a bonfire, and took out a wolf for Monk Benyin to peel and roast.

"Amitabha, can you not entrust me with such a bloody thing?".

Yang Xiao: "..."

"I wish you would say the same when you eat. There are grasses all around. You can pull a few handfuls and eat them."

Yang Xiao threw the giant wolf to Benyin, walked in front of the giant eagle, took out a ten-meter-long tiger from the space ring, took out the long sword, peeled the skin, and threw the meat to the giant eagle.

Monk Benyin was stunned for a moment, "Amitabha! Breaking the precepts is a minor matter, but starving to death is a major matter. The Buddha will forgive me, because I want to save this useful body to spread the cause of Buddhism!"

After finishing speaking, he took the long sword to skin the wolf.

Yang Xiao has already peeled off the tiger's skin three times and five times.

"This tiger skin is good, big enough, and the fur is warm enough. After drying, it can be spread in the cave to sleep and rest."

Yang Xiao and Ben Yin are no longer afraid of the cold at their genetic evolution level, but they still feel much more comfortable spreading a piece of tiger skin in the cave.

Yang Xiao hung the peeled tiger skin on the rock wall outside.

Benyin also followed Yang Xiao's example, peeling off the wolf's skin and hanging it on the rock wall to dry.

Before the skinning, the monk Benyin also recited a few words "Amitabha", which made Yang Xiao laugh out loud.

It was still early at this time, and the sun was still hanging on the top of the distant mountain peak.

Yang Xiao glanced around, always feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't tell.

He still took out the box of spicy fish from the interspatial ring, took out a pack from it and tore it open, and ate it with Monk Benyin.

"Wine, take a sip!"

Benyin said anxiously.

Yang Xiao smiled, took out the Moutai and handed it to Ben Yin.

"I think you are the reincarnation of Monk Jigong, haha!"

Ben Yin took two sips, then handed the bottle to Yang Xiao, and said:

"Before becoming a monk, I really liked wine when I first came into contact with it. When I was a child, I liked to eat sweet wine made by my grandma. Later, I fell in love with white wine and beer. In short, I like all kinds of wine."

"You shouldn't be a monk, you should open a bar, haha!"

Ben Yin laughed too.

"You just take this bottle of wine, don't give it to me, and take a sip when you want to drink."

"No, I can't control the wine in my backpack. It's better to put it in your place. It's a long stream. In such a lonely and boring day, I can only drink wine, eat meat, and enjoy the mountain wind. "

While chatting, the two ate barbecue meat and spicy fish, trying to make the roast wolf meat taste like spicy wolf meat.

After eating, Yang Xiao conveniently threw the packing bag by the campfire, suddenly his heart moved, his eyes swept around the campfire, and said:

"There have been monsters here."

Monk Benyin was surprised, "Why do you say that?"

"The two packaging bags I dropped on the ground two days ago are gone."

Yang Xiao pointed to the Xingyue Lake brand spicy fish packaging bag that he had just lost.

Ben Yin said with a smile:

"This is in the forest. A gust of mountain wind may have blown away long ago."

"No, there has been no strong wind these days, and the ashes of our campfire have not been blown."

"Maybe other monsters did come, and by the way, they took away the packaging bags on the ground as food, which is also normal."

Yang Xiao nodded, but there was always some strange feeling in his heart. This was just a kind of intuition, and he couldn't explain the reason.

Nothing happened all night, and early the next morning, the two lit a fire, and after eating barbecue, they rode a giant eagle and flew into the deep mountain of Shenlongjia.

Before leaving, Yang Xiao intentionally left a bag of unopened spicy fish, and left a few pieces of roasted wolf meat on the campfire, with salt sprinkled on top of the roasted wolf meat.

 …

After Yang Xiao left, Ah Yong came to the cave on time.

When he saw the whole package of spicy fish on the ground, his eyes straightened.

Yesterday, many people in the Ayong tribe licked the chili oil in the packaging bag. After being so hot that their eyes watered,

I also felt very enjoyable and exciting, and wanted to try it again, but found that it was gone.

Most of their daily food is raw food, there is no so-called oil and salt, and there is salt in chili oil. The taste of salt strongly stimulates their taste buds, making them unable to stop. Very cool.

Now that a whole pack of spicy fish is placed in front of him, Ayong is almost overjoyed.

Picking up the spicy fish, I didn't even bother to look at the roasted wolf meat on the bonfire, and immediately ran away.

Now that they have a fire, they can grill their own meat every day, so they are not uncommon for the barbecue on the campfire. What is rare is the salty taste brought by the spicy fish.

Ayong quickly ran back to the valley where the tribe lived, and shouted loudly:

"Fish, fish, fish..."

All the children and other savages in the valley ran out, and they were pleasantly surprised to see the whole pack of spicy fish in Ayong's hands. Those who tasted chili oil yesterday still remembered the special taste, and immediately salivated .

Ayong's father, the elder of this small tribe of savages, took the spicy fish from Ayong, patted Ayong's shoulder happily, and said:

"Ayong, great job!"

The little savages around also yelled,

"Brother Ayong, great job!"

Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the bag of spicy fish in the elder's hand. The elder thought for a while and said:

"It's stewed meat at night, just put this fish in the soup."

The rest of the savages followed suit.

By chance, a dozen donkey friends had a picnic in Shenlongjia. They brought a few large aluminum pots. For some unknown reason, they did not take them with them when they left. They were picked up by the savages of this tribe at that time, and became Their daily necessities were occasionally used to stew meat and stew fish soup when there was a fire.

At noon that day, this small tribe stewed a pot of broth on a simple stove built with stones, and put half a pack of spicy fish. Each member was given a bowl with a spicy and a little salty taste. The broth, eat with relish.

This savage tribe has some porcelain bowls and iron basins, which have been picked up or stolen from tourists and residents down the mountain over the years.

These simple utensils are very helpful to improve their lives, and some savages even learned to use chopsticks.

Many people breathed with their mouths open while drinking the spicy soup, "Ah, ah, ah..."

There was a sound of "ah, ah, ah" in the cave.

At this moment, dozens of young and middle-aged savages walked into the valley and came to the cave. They were shocked when they heard the voice of "ah, ah, ah" from the cave.

One of the leading mature men said with a smile:

"Old Stone's tribe is becoming more and more open now. A group of people are together in broad daylight. Let us catch up today."

"Hey, boss, let's go and have a look."

Dear, click to enter and give a good review. The higher the score, the faster the update. It is said that those who gave the new full score found a beautiful wife in the end! The new version of the mobile station upgrade address:, data and bookmarks are synchronized with the computer station, no ads Fresh reading!