In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

That night, Rick and Ali curled up together and slept soundly on the driest and safest rock in the valley. The brown jackals didn't have a quilt, so they simply took their own cubs and put them next to Rick, letting the fluffy wolf cubs do it for them. keep warm.

After doing this, the wolves gathered together in a circle, head to head, nose to nose, and held a wolf clan meeting.

"The question we're going to discuss today is whether to relocate the whole family and find a new settlement near Rick's Stone House," the leader of the brown jackal said seriously, patting the ground with his paws. "What do you think?"

Wolves, you look at me, I look at you.

"I love Rick, and he taught us how to grill!" said a brown jackal.

"And we moved next to Rick, if the inspectors call, we can help them fight together," the other brown jackal reasoned, "Now we are so far away, it is difficult for us to help .”

The lame wolf raised his claws and added: "That's right! And Ali helped us all recover, so we don't have to worry about walking so far!"

After discussing with each other for a while, they didn't hear any objection. The leader of the brown jackal looked around and found that everyone was excited in the same way. It was harder than reaching the sky, and this time there was not even a voice of opposition—of course, the leader of the brown jackal who also wanted to move was happy to see it happen.

"Then let's pack up our things and leave tomorrow!" He made a final decision.

"Yeah!" "Aww!" "Aww!"

The brown wolves happily responded.A few of them were over excited, raised their heads to the sky and roared loudly. As soon as they roared, the wolves jumped up and covered their mouths: "Slow down! Rick and Ali are still sleeping!"

In the happy atmosphere of the whole family, a few old brown jackals looked at each other, and when the other wolves ran away, they quietly found the leader of the brown jackals and discussed with him in a low voice: "We old guys will not go with you Let's go."

They are all old and frail, and they can't keep up with hunting. Now that they want to move to a new place, there are bound to be twists and turns at first. It is undoubtedly a drag for the brown jackal clan to bring them a few more.

The leader of the brown jackals froze for a moment, then shook his head firmly: "The brown jackals will not give up on any of their companions."

"We useless guys, we can only waste food—" The old brown jackal wanted to argue, but was suddenly interrupted by a voice from above.

Fatty lying next to his ear, with his eyes half-closed, said quietly: "Who said you are useless, but you can't hunt. There are many things you can do. Herding sheep, mowing grass and feeding cattle, planting meatballs, etc. If it doesn’t work, you can just learn to count and sell clothes for me.”

Brown wolves: "?"

Although I didn't understand what he was talking about, I always felt very powerful!

……

The next morning.

Rick yawned and climbed up from the rock, looked around drowsily, and then was so startled by the sight in front of him that he woke up instantly.

The wolves squatted on the ground in unison, looking at the leader of the brown jackal at the front. There were some miscellaneous things beside each wolf, such as small stones, beautiful feathers, and even half-rotten pieces of meat and bones.

The leader of the brown jackal: "Aww!"

Wolves: "Aw!"

The leader of the brown jackal: "Aoooooooooooooooooo!"

Wolves: "Aww!"

The little fox blinked dizzily: "What are they doing?"

Pangpang, who flew to him, said helplessly, "Mobilization before the relocation. They seem to be planning to sing a song."

The voice hadn't finished yet, and the wailing sound sounded again.

A Li covered her head: "I finally know why everyone says that wolves are crying and ghosts are howling!"

The fox's ears drooped by his face, Rick tried not to show his dislike too clearly, stuffed a few pieces of jerky into his mouth, and walked out of the valley first.

The brown jackals who had finished singing the Aowao song also quickly followed.

They are in good order, even when they are on their way.The leader of the brown jackal walked in the front, his ears pricked up, always alert to possible predators lurking around.The cubs and the old brown jackal walked in the middle, and were tightly protected by the brown jackal warriors.

Because there were cubs, the team was moving very slowly. Rick looked at the sky and estimated that they would not reach their destination until the next day.

Ali, the energetic squirrel, soon became bored with this slow-moving mode.For a while, he ran to the cub pile to chat with the cubs, and for a while, he used the brown jackal as a trampoline, jumping around on top of them.

"Hey, what kind of fruit is that?" Curiously, he pointed to the middle of the forest not far away, and rushed over in twos and threes.

Rick, who was walking beside the leader of the brown jackal, saw the squirrel running away. Although he knew that he would come back soon, he couldn't help but get worried, so he grabbed the fat guy who was sleeping next to him, and fought the brown jackal. He greeted him and quickly chased after him.

After running for a while, I saw the squirrel squatting on the ground, cutting a huge spindle-shaped red fruit with a feather knife.The outer skin of this fruit is thick and hard. After being cut open, dozens of light coffee-colored bean-shaped fruits are densely packed into a cylinder.

The squirrel pinched one, took a small bite, smashed it and said, "Hey, it's delicious! Why haven't I seen this before?"

Rick scratched his head, staring at the fruit on the ground again and again, always finding it very familiar, but couldn't remember what it was for a while.

He was struggling to think hard when loud footsteps came from behind him, and the leader of the brown jackal yelled in panic and panic: "Don't eat it! Don't eat it! This fruit is poisonous!"

The wolves ran to Rick's side, and seeing that he didn't move his mouth, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, this fruit can't be eaten—" Turning their heads, they saw the little boy who was holding the half-gnawed fruit on the opposite side and was about to cry. Squirrel, half of what the leader of the brown jackal said got stuck in his throat.

"Spit it out, spit it out!" The brown wolves were in a hurry, picked up the squirrel's tail with their paws, and shook his head down again and again, "This fruit looks very beautiful, and it tastes sour and sweet, but It is poisonous! In order to warn us, the former brown jackal leader specially gave this fruit a terrible name!"

Fatty is not in a hurry.Ah Li's racial skill itself is a cure. If a fruit can cause him an accident, the huge python that was easily purified from the snake's venom before might cry and faint on the stone mountain.

He hugged the claws in his spare time, waiting for Ali, who was so panicked that he forgot about it, to think of it and heal himself, and even had the time to chat with the brown jackal: "What a terrible name?"

"The name of this fruit is," the brown jackal said solemnly, "you will die if you eat it."

"Huh?" Fatty stared, "If you eat the fruit, you will die?"

Please, Michelle's half-step epilepsy is better than this name!

"Wolf! Canidae!" Rick, who had been silent since just now, suddenly shouted, and the fox's tail wagged happily, "I know what kind of fruit this is!"

He said that it looked familiar. Isn’t this the cocoa fruit mentioned in the tropical rainforest documentary?After the cocoa beans in the cocoa fruit are fermented and processed, they can be ground into cocoa powder to make chocolate-one of the foods that canines must never eat.

Although the animals here didn't understand what canines meant, Rick explained to them in as simple a way as possible that although wolves could not eat cocoa nuts, squirrels could.

"I understand!" A little wolf cub actively raised its paw, "It's like we will be poisoned when we encounter the venom of the silver-ringed viper, but they will be fine if they swallow their own saliva!"

"Uh," Rick choked, and praised him bravely, "You're right, that's pretty much what you mean."

After he finished popularizing science, he planned to collect some cocoa nuts, and then returned to the stone house to study whether they could be made into chocolate.Although the wolves couldn't eat, they also helped out one after another, and the bag of caterpillars that Pang Pang made was filled up quickly.

"Are you eating too?" Ali handed a piece of pulp to Rick.

Rick bit it, and was about to chew, when he suddenly realized a serious question——

Foxes seem to be canines too, right?

He hesitated for two seconds, swallowed the pulp silently, smashed it, tasted it for a moment, then staggered to Ali, handed him his paw, and said calmly, "I'm poisoned."

squirrel:"……"

The green fluorescent wrapped the dead fox, Ali turned his head, and looked sharply at Pang Pang, who was about to taste the cocoa fruit: "You are not allowed to eat it either."

Fatty was furious: "I am a green caterpillar!"

Rebutting rebuttals, he looked down at his fluffy paws and big fluffy tail. Except for the tentacles, wings and color, he was almost the same as a fox in appearance, and put the cocoa fruit back in its place embarrassingly.

Hmph, don't eat if you don't eat!He is not rare!

"Gourd baboons and bears can eat chocolate," Rick planned happily after packing up and starting his journey again. "When the time comes, we'll figure out how to grow chocolate, and then transplant two cocoa trees next to the bear's hut. Chocolate Berry Cake, Chocolate Cheese, and Chocolate Honey Candies!"

Ali said listlessly: "Oh."

Although it sounds delicious, he has a hunch that he may have to treat a certain fox frequently in the future!

They chattered happily, while the leader of the brown jackals looked around, stopped calmly, glanced behind his sharp eyes, and there were four brown wolves in line, following the leader of the brown jackals, like an arrow leaving the string Like rushing to the distance, after a while, he ran back happily with a dozen legged rabbits in his mouth.

Although it was not difficult for him to catch the legged rabbit, Rick still couldn't help but "wow", feeling the high level of vigilance and tacit understanding of the brown jackal clan.

The leader of the brown jackal keenly caught Rick's admiration, his face was calm, but his tail was dangling, his ears were raised high, and he proudly "wowed".

"With such a strong speed and explosive power, it must be very efficient for plowing the land," Rick boasted with a smile. "The meatball fruit of your brown jackal clan will definitely grow the best!"

The brown jackal tilted its head, didn't understand Rick's meaning, but understood that he was praising himself, so he nodded repeatedly and wagged his tail happily.

Yes, their Brown Jackal Clan must be the best!