I'm not a wild eater

[I have a bold idea. 】

[no!Stop your thoughts. 】

[I want to say, if you stuff some kapok into it and pour some lard, can it be made into a rocket? 】

[Using rockets in a jungle full of dry grass?The idea is indeed bold. 】

After finishing the fashionable small satchel, Mu Qing picked up the bow and tried it with his knees.

"It should be fine."

"The color is baked evenly, and it would be perfect if it can be covered with paste."

Mu Qing sat down with the baked bow, lowered his head, and carefully cut notches on both sides with a machete.

Take the braided bowstring and fix one side first.

"It's time to make great efforts to perform miracles."

Muqing stood up, took off one of the shoes, clamped the middle of the bow with his toes, and squeezed the whole bow out.

Press down on the other side of the bow vigorously with one hand, and pull a section of the bowstring with the other hand, and tie the bowstring to the notch.

"Hey!"

Put the buckle on and tie the knot firmly.

Muqing let out a strange cry, finished binding the entire bow, and rubbed his toes that were about to cramp with his hands.

I pulled the bowstring with my hand and felt it.

"Dang is not bad."

"I'll try it with an arrow."

Take a wooden sword from the grill, put the end on the bowstring, hold the bowstring and arrow, and pull the string to the roof.

call out!

As soon as Mu Qing let go, the bamboo arrow flew away and stuck obliquely on the thatch of the roof.

"excellent!"

"The range is very ideal!"

"It's just that there is no back feather on this arrow, so it is difficult to control its balance."

This excuse sounds very plausible.

Even if the technique suddenly improves later, it can be attributed to the perfection of the bamboo arrow.

"You need thin, slender leaves to make hind feathers, and you don't have them near camp."

"I'm destined to not do a complete set today, so let's do this first, and find out if there is any suitable one when we go out."

The heat has not yet been reached, so there is no rush to perfect the bow and arrow.

Look at the time, it's past ten o'clock in the evening.

"If you're in a city, the nightlife is just getting started."

"Here, ten o'clock is already considered staying up late for me."

"Maybe it's because I ate late at noon, and the king hasn't come to eat yet."

【Keep the camera, thank you! 】

[Should be staying today, Master Mu doesn't take a bath every day. 】

[It's okay to take a shower, you wash yours, we don't look at it, we just want to look at the king. 】

[Oh, woman. 】

[Too fickle. 】

"Leave it to you, leave it to you."

"If I cheat the cat in the future, I probably won't want me day and night."

"Seeing the king sleeping in the camp during the day and eating at the camp at night, I am a cat breeder in the wilderness."

Mu Qing joked, washing up by the faucet.

Put the whole bow and arrow set under the bed, and light a bonfire beside the bed.

Leaning his head on the soft pillow, he thought about what he should do tomorrow to make the heat rise a little faster.

Fell asleep in a daze.

Meow!Meow!

In his sleep, Mu Qing felt that someone, no, a cat was scratching his face.

This time it was different, I worked hard from the very beginning.

Hey, what I burned today was a pile of firewood, so I can't blow it up.

Mu Qing felt extremely sleepy, and reached out to touch the king's soft fur.

Turn over and go back to sleep.

Meow!

Meow!

Da Wang jumped into the inner side of the bed and continued to scratch Mu Qing.

A meaning of not giving up until the goal is reached.

"What are you doing? Miss?"

Mu Qing rubbed his eyes and looked at the king with a sleepy face.

Meow!

The king bared his teeth, his back arched, and the hair all over his body showed an unnatural trembling.

Looks like a house cat ready to fight.