THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 7: I Want to Eat Meat
Ling Chuxi once again decided that he would spit out all the things that had invaded the three elders as soon as possible! Improving living conditions is very important!
After breakfast, Aunt Wang would send clothes to help others sew, and Ling Chuxi said to Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang, I will go to the elder's house and wait for him." Of course, Aunt Wang nodded with a smile. Then leave.
As soon as Aunt Wang came out, Ling Chuxi ran over to the house and picked up the small bow and small bag in the back then came out. There was a small dagger inside the bag, which seemed to be left behind by his mother.
I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat! It's been eating meat day and night!
Ling Chuxi gulped and slid away with her bow to the rear hill outside the city. The back mountain outside the city is called Mount Zifeng. There were originally many small beasts on the mountain, but after being hunted down a lot, the small animals became smarter, not so easy to catch, and they all went deep into the back mountain. Ran. There was a clear stream of water on the inside of the mountain, and the last one was the purple maple lake beneath that mountain. Ling Chuxi's memory was deep.
Ling Chuxi carried the bag on his back and ran all the way to the back of Mount Zifeng. The small bow he wore was played by his elder brother, Ling Wuxi, although it was not big, it was more than enough to shoot a small rabbit or something. Ling Wu-si is not clear in his memory. Because when he left, Ling Chuxi seemed to be only two or three years old. The natural impression is not very deep.
After walking for more than two hours, Ling Chuxi finally came to the back hill of Mount Zifeng. Purple Maple Mountain, Manshan maple leaves, red like fire, with dazzling style.
I'm so mad! Ling Chuxi shook her hand, and it seemed like she had not fired an arrow for a long time. Ling Chuxi thought for a moment and calmed down, guided the fighting spirit in his body, circled around his body, and finally rested in his hands.
Holding his breath again, he aimed at a gray fat rabbit that had just emerged from behind a tree. With a pop, the arrow shot. A sharp sound breaking the sky rang out, arrows shot out, and the fat rabbit was instantly nailed to the ground.
Is this the point of fighting spirit? Ling Chuxi stretched out her hand, spread out her palm, and looked at her palm. Hands, a little trembling. This was completely different from the previous feeling of only shooting arrows with power! The fighting spirit of this world is truly amazing! It can be used in such a way!
After sighing, Ling Chuxi ran straight up and carried the rabbit into the river. When he reached the river, he took out a dagger, which was almost rusty but sharp, and he peeled it off. He cut off the internal organs, washed them, and then took some firewood.
There was nothing else in his backpack, it was the seasoning of the kitchen! This poor little spice is better than nothing. Ling Chuxi wondered if there were any spices in this world, especially how barbecue could be done without cumin.