In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

"A long time ago, there was a legged rabbit in the forest. He ran very fast, and he was very proud of it. One day, he met a little turtle by the river..."

After telling the story of the tortoise and the hare vividly, Rick coughed softly, looked at the wasteland that would take a long time to leave, and looked at the already dark sky, got up and prepared to leave.

The birds also flew away, looking for their food for the night on the other side of the mountain.A dozen or so pure white birds took to the sky, huddled together and headed west, looking at first glance like a tangle of sweet cotton candy.

Rick thought about it, sucking involuntarily.

"Those birds have silver throats and long tails, and their racial skill is to become dumb," Ali looked at the fox who was drooling at the birds, and then at the little tree over there, which was obviously full of kindness to the birds, and pulled the fox's ears hard , "If you eat their flesh, you will become dumb."

"So amazing?" Rick asked in surprise, leaving the marshmallow behind him for a moment.

"The silver-throated long tail has no offensive power. It is able to jump happily in the forest and has a good relationship with all animals. It all depends on this racial skill," Ali was a little envious. "Also, their feathers can insulate the temperature. So they can adapt to most high temperature and severe cold environments - of course, the level of magma is another story."

"The birds are super cute!" Little Tree said happily, "They are simply my little angels!"

After praising Silver Throat and Long Tail, Xiaoshu's mood fell again: "However, I have heard the story of the bears, and I don't know if they will come back..."

"You can create your own stories!" Rick suggested, "Or tell me about the interesting things you have experienced before. Haven't you lived for more than 1000 years, there must be many interesting stories!"

The little tree was thoughtful.

The sun was slowly sliding down into the mountains to the west, and there was no food in the backpack as a supplement. Both Ali and Rick were a little worried. They didn't dare to waste any more time, bid farewell to Xiaoshu in a hurry, and embarked on the journey home .

"I don't know if those green caterpillars are still there." The squirrel was still thinking about his backpack that had turned into ashes. "We need two new backpacks."

In line with the attitude of exchanging life with work, all the green caterpillars with silk-spinning skills were released by Rick and the squirrel. A large part of them did not escape directly, but lived in the bushes near the tree hole and helped to repair them. Backpacks, making blankets and stone boxes, and Rick occasionally taught them a few new weaving tricks.

"Don't worry, it's only been a few days, they won't leave," Rick tilted his head and thought for a while, "This time, it's just a matter of changing the style of the backpack."

The backpack woven by the green caterpillar is a bit like a nylon bag with backpack straps, and the contents are easy to leak out if you are not careful.This time, with experience and strong sticky caterpillar silk as glue, the backpack can be made into a buckle bag mode.

At this time, Rick and Ali have already climbed the second mountain, and they grabbed two pheasants for lunch on the way, but unfortunately there is no backpack, and the rest of the meat cannot be carried, except for a squirrel holding it in its arms Except for a little more than half of the roasted chicken legs, the rest can only be discarded in place.

Ah Li wiped her oily mouth, jumped lightly, jumped to the top of the big tree beside her, grabbed a few leaves, and held them up to observe carefully.

"Autumn is coming soon," Ali said melancholy, throwing away the leaves. "When it's winter, we can only hide in tree holes and not go out."

Staring at the leaf thrown away by Ali for a while, he didn't see any difference between the green leaf and the previous one. Rick scratched his head and thought for a moment: "Our food storage should be enough, and there are a lot of rabbits. Blankets and caterpillar silk blankets, this winter shouldn’t be too sad. It’s a pity that those flame balls can’t be brought back to eat.”

The flame ball is too laborious to summon, and it is easy to cause forest fires. Although it has the name of storing food, it is impossible to really live on it.

This is the first winter he has spent after crossing into the forest, and various animals have emphasized the danger of winter. Although he has made sufficient preparations, Rick is still a little bit uncertain.

While talking, they speeded up their journey, and finally returned to the tree hole before dark.

Calculating carefully, they only left for three or four days. They just lived and ate and slept along the way, and experienced enough thrills. When they saw the cozy tree house again, there was always a sense of a world away.

Ah Li immediately threw herself on the soft and rabbit blanket that had been folded several times, rolled happily a few times, pressed her cheek against the stable stone box next to her, and closed her eyes happily.

Rick sniffed left and right, carefully inspected the food and various gadgets stored in the tree house, and confirmed that no animals had sneaked in after leaving. Then he was relieved, and sneaked his head out to look outside. At the end of the day, he gave up the idea of ​​finding the green caterpillar immediately, lay down next to the squirrel, and fell asleep peacefully.

……

Early the next morning.Foxes and squirrels woke up to the loud crowing of cocks.

Rick stood up sleepily, yawned lazily, tore off a mint leaf, hugged the horsetail grass with his paws, and carefully cleaned his teeth.

Ah Li came over with her eyes closed, took a bite of the mint leaf in Rick's hand, and coughed again and again from the pungent and cold taste. Eliminate the taste of mint in your mouth completely,

When he took care of himself and sat around to eat some jerky for breakfast, Rick suddenly realized: "Where is the cock crowing?"

"I don't know, let's go out and have a look later." Ali gnawed on the pine nuts intently. "It may be chickens that migrated here from other places for the winter. Don't worry, chickens eat bugs and won't pose much threat to us." .”

Rick nodded approvingly.The size of the chicken flock is not large, and at most it will attract hyenas and weasels. Most beasts disdain to hunt them, but with Rick and Ali's current ability, it is more than enough to deal with one or two thieves hyenas.

One fox and one mouse continued to eat.After taking a bite, they raised their heads in unison, saying in unison:

"Green Caterpillar!!"

The green caterpillar tailors who have trained for so long to learn all kinds of weaving styles will not be eaten up by these chickens!

Throwing down the unfinished jerky, Rick turned around and rushed towards the bushes outside the tree hole. Ali grabbed his tail, jumped on top of his head in twos and stretched his neck to see the scene in the bushes.

The lush bushes that were originally covered with green caterpillars have become dilapidated, and the paw prints left by the chicken paws are still left on the ground, showing the tragedy that happened here.

Rick's ears collapsed in depression, and before he could speak, the squirrel interrupted him screaming: "Rick! Look there!"

Looking in the direction pointed by the squirrel's paw, I saw a big white bird that looked like a chicken and a dove was chasing and pecking the green caterpillars running on the ground.The green caterpillar was crawling desperately, moving left and right to dodge, while turning around and spinning silk, the silk thread deftly wound into a big net, blocking the attack of the white bird.

The skill of weaving silk and winding nets is so superb that it can be seen that he is an outstanding student of the Fox Weaving School.

Rick's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed forward, with flames raging in his mouth, he bit the bird's neck and saved the caterpillar.

The caterpillar was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the fox in front of him, he immediately became excited, and his fat body swayed from side to side: "Mr. Rick! You're back!"

Rick put down the bird in his mouth and hurriedly asked about the whereabouts of the green caterpillars. He was relieved to hear that most of them cleverly hid in the top of the tree.

After talking to the green caterpillar about the needs of the two backpacks and the fox knitting class that will be held again in the evening, and watching the green caterpillar crawling unsteadily to find his companions, Rick looked at his prey, and was quite speechless:

"Didn't you say that Thunderbird is a bird? It's fine if you can't fly, but what's the matter if it crows in the morning."

Ali was also speechless.

When he and Rick went to the mossy swamp to the northeast of the forest to collect food, they encountered and captured thunderbirds, and were almost attacked by thunderbirds.The fresh and tender meat taste of the Thunderbird is still in Ali's mind.

Unexpectedly, if they didn't go to trouble with Thunderbird, Thunderbird actually came to the forest where they lived.

"Most thunderbirds live in clusters. They should have left the main force only to catch bugs," Ali said while working together with Rick to pick up the thunderbird meat. "Their racial talent seems to be that their crowing can trigger thunder and lightning. Don't be careless."

Although the Thunderbird is a weak race in the forest, and the proportion of people who can awaken their talent is relatively small, but once they encounter an awakened one and are struck by lightning, there is only one dead end.

"We can't let these thunderbirds stay." Rick wrinkled his nose, and the tip of his claws popped out unconsciously. "Our green caterpillars will be in danger."

He didn't want to just give up on the skilled workers who had been cultivated with great difficulty.

"Well, maybe, I can help?" A voice suddenly came from above.

Ali and Rick jumped back subconsciously, then looked up, and found that it was a particularly fat green caterpillar.

The green caterpillar said crisply: "I can help you lure the thunderbirds here, and you can deal with them one by one."

This is a good idea.Rick and Ali looked at each other, both a little moved.only--

"Have I met you before? You look familiar." Ali asked hesitantly.

In his opinion, green caterpillars all look the same, but this one... I feel like I've seen it somewhere.

"Really?" The green caterpillar tilted its head innocently, "You once caught me and asked me to make a very sharp silk thread, remember?"

Ali and Rick looked at each other.

The sharp caterpillar thread that killed the silver-ringed viper seemed to be spit out by a larger caterpillar?If this inexplicable sense of familiarity really came from this, it would make sense.

"I heard that many caterpillars have come to learn your weaving class," the fat caterpillar continued without giving the fox and squirrel any time to think, "I'll help you attract thunderbirds, how about letting me sit in on the weaving class? "

Ah Li was still hesitating, but Rick nodded his head simply, raised his paw pad to touch the tentacles of the green caterpillar, and happily said, "Deal!"