In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

The brown jackals did not follow Rick back to the stone house, but left when they approached the stone house to find a suitable new place to live.

"If we can't build a settlement by ourselves, how can we protect it," the leader of the brown jackal resolutely rejected Rick's suggestion to help, and only kept the cubs who didn't have all their teeth in the pack. , "I would like to trouble you to take care of it."

The little wolf cubs cheered in unison and rushed towards Rick impatiently.Fat Pang stretched out his claws swiftly, and the caterpillar shot, pulling back the wolf cub that had almost rolled into the grass.

Taking the lively wolf cubs back to the stone house, Rick rummaged through the wooden box and distributed each cub a hard and tooth-grinding beef cheese stick, watching with satisfaction that the wolf cubs calmed down and began to eat beef seriously.

Ah Li was also exhausted. As soon as he entered the stone house, he ran to the tiger skin blanket with a clear goal, and nestled in the soft wool pad, refusing to move.

After stuffing a large bag full of cocoa nuts into the underground storage room, Pang Pang flew back unsteadily, lifted the squirrel tail and covered himself, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Rick also wanted to sleep. He scratched his ears, looked at the energetic wolf cubs, and tilted his head in embarrassment.

……

When the leader of the brown jackal came to the stone house with a few brown jackals, the wolf cubs in front of the stone house were laughing and dribbling each other.

Curiously, he put down the crocodile in his mouth, and leaned over to Rick, who was dozing in the sun, "What kind of game is this? What is that round fruit?"

"That's not a fruit, it's a ball made of cowhide," Rick lazily explained as the fox moved his ears slightly. "It's football, a competitive sport..."

He gave an overview of the rules of football, omitting useless parts such as not being able to touch the ball with his hands. The eyes of the brown jackals listening to him instantly lit up, and they rushed over happily one by one, forcing them to join the little ones who were having fun. boys.

Even the leader of the brown jackals flicked their tails, looking longingly at the wolves playing happily, hesitating for a while, but the sense of responsibility in his heart finally prevailed, allowing him to stay where he was and talk about business with Rick.

It's just that the speed of speech is obviously several times faster: "We have found a place to live, not far from the south, in the valley very close to the red pine forest. From there to the stone house, it is less than half an hour's journey."

Rick looked up at the sky in surprise, and was a little surprised that the brown jackals could find their favorite place of residence so quickly—compared with the various entanglements of Xiong Xiong at the time, he thought that the brown jackals would have to find it for at least four or five days, and he was going to take him with him. Let them stay in the mountain grape grove for a few nights.

"A valley close to the red pine forest?" The squirrel woke up when he heard the sound, and jumped up and down to the fox. "Aren't you talking about the valley of the giant crocodile? There is a powerful lord crocodile there!"

The leader of the brown jackal: "Ah, here."

Following his gaze, Rick and Ali looked at the crocodile on the ground: "..."

"This is for you," the honest and lovely smile of the leader of the brown jackal did not match his murderous and fierce aura, but somehow it did not appear to be inconsistent. Instead, it made Rick think of a husky. "The first prey caught after moving to a new home, of course it must be given to the best friends of the brown jackal."

Rick nodded reservedly, his big fluffy tail wagging happily behind him.Ah Li was more direct, and rushed forward to rub the cheek hair of the leader of the brown jackal, then jumped to the side of the crocodile, and looked around in circles.

"Alligator leather should be suitable for short boots." Pang Pang came out of nowhere, rubbed his chin and carefully evaluated, "The remaining material can be used to sew a box, which is very good."

They discussed for a while and turned their heads, but they couldn't find the leader of the brown jackal who was squatting on the ground just now.Rick looked around suspiciously, and was pulled by the squirrel, only to see the shadow of the leader of the brown jackal flashing past among the wolves playing ball.

"Let them play for a while." Rick bent his eyes in amusement and helplessness, and turned to walk towards the stone house. "Let's go and sort out the things for the wolves."

Since the success of planting meatball fruit in the mountain grape forest, they have consciously preserved many seeds of the meatball fruit shrub, and this time it happened to be given to the brown jackals.In addition, Rick also intends to introduce brown jackals to gourd baboons and bears. Both their breeding techniques and food preservation techniques are of great help to the current brown jackals.

Packed out a bag of meatball fruit shrub seeds, a few caterpillar threads used to demonstrate how to make traps, a clay pot, and some snacks. Rick used his thoughts to control everything into the clay pot, walked out the door, and interrupted the game. Wolves who get carried away.

"Let's go," he shook his tail, "We must tidy up the Giant Crocodile Valley before we can move in with confidence."

The leader of the brown jackal immediately called a stop, holding the leather ball in his mouth cherishingly, and ran to the fox in small steps.

"The name Giant Crocodile Valley is too ugly, we want to change the name," he chatted with Rick while leading the way, "What do you think of Giant Wolf Valley?"

Rick tilted his head, and before he had time to comment, Ali the squirrel couldn't wait to speak: "Your new residence, of course, will be called Wolf's Castle!"

The name of Big Gray Wolf's castle matches that of Brown Jackal!

The leader of the brown jackal twitched his lips, and was about to refuse without hesitation, when Pang Pang, who was watching the fun, came over, his eyes sparkling, and he urged: "Just call it Wolf Castle! You can call it that, and I'll build one for you for free." How about the castle?"

There is such a good thing?The brown jackal leader was shocked.

Although I have never seen what the castle looks like, but according to the description of the Wolf Castle when the little fox told the story, combined with the appearance of the stone house I saw before, no matter how I think about it, I know that it must be extremely magnificent, beautiful and strong.

The leader of the brown jackal is still struggling, and the wolf cubs behind him have already rushed forward, shouting in anticipation: "We want to live in Wolf Castle! Wolf Castle, sounds super cool!"

"Then our place of residence will be called Wolf Castle!" The leader of the brown jackal compromised instantly.

As for being called Big Big Wolf by the birds... Just pretend you can't hear it!It's not that he can't catch sheep!

Not knowing how much trouble this name would bring him in the future, the leader of the brown jackal thought naively, and decisively decided on the name of the new place of residence.

"Okay," Pang Pang got his wish, and happily spun around in mid-air. After a few laps, he suddenly realized that his image as a big boss needs to be maintained, so he braked urgently, and said coldly with his hips on his arms, "Hmph, since you guys are sincere If you agree sincerely, then you will soon have a real Wolf Castle!"

Rick blinked, turned his head with some doubts, and asked Pang Pang in a low voice: "How do you want to build a wolf castle?"

You can't weave a wolf's castle out of caterpillar silk, can you?

"Of course it's up to you," Pang Pang took it for granted, "You draw the picture, you design, you hire Xiong Xiong to build it, and I will pay for it!"

Pang Pang, who has sold countless pieces of clothes, has long become the biggest rich man in the grape forest. Even the gourd baboon king and Rick, who is in charge of making sand coins, do not have as many sand coins as he does. How can such a large amount of money be spent? Has long been a fat trouble.Now that he has a chance to show off his wealth, Pangpang is of course happy.

Reluctantly, Rick clawed at the squirrel fur.

The squirrel held the innocent head, and asked in a daze, "?"

……

Compared with the original residence of the brown jackal tribe, the environment of Crocodile Valley is much superior.

Under the sunshine, the grass is green and the trees are luxuriant, and the streams converge into a deep pool like amber, sparkling with waves.

Dozens of brown jackals were sitting or lying down, chatting happily, basking in the sun, their noses shrugged, and when they smelled the return of the leader, they instantly regained their energy. They all rushed to the mouth of the valley, wagging their tails and howling happily.

When the leader left, they were not idle, they swept up and down the Crocodile Valley, and got a lot of prey that had no time to escape, not only the legged rabbit, Thunderbird, cotton ball sheep, and even a silver that went out to look for food. Ring Viper.

The leader of the brown jackal stepped into the valley and nodded in satisfaction when he saw the pile of prey.

Rick was also very happy: "Since you have hunted so many prey, come and learn how to make bacon and jerky with me!"

"The rest of the wolves will follow me to learn how to make traps," Fatty helped the glasses that didn't exist on his face, and added majesticly, "As long as the wolves are smart, I won't teach the big stupid wolves!"

The squirrel looked left and right, jumped onto a nearby branch, broke off a small wooden stick, held it in its claws and waved it, shouting brightly, "And me! I'll teach you how to grow meatballs!"

The wolves looked at each other, and under the command of the leader, they consciously divided into three teams, leaving only one old wolf to take care of the cubs.

Glancing keenly over there, seeing the disappointment and hesitation on the face of the old wolf, Pangpang waved his claws at him, signaling the old wolf to come over: "All wolves must attend the class! Brown jackals only have so much labor in total. , who wants to work—come on, come on, and you guys, go to Rick's to help move things! There will be snack rewards!"

Rick planned to use the shortest time to help the brown jackals get on the right track.The most important part of surviving in the forest is hunting and storing food.In addition, the cultivation of meatball fruit taught by Ali can also provide another source of food for the brown jackals.

Although wolves usually need to eat a lot of meat, and each shrub can grow a limited number of meatball fruit, the growth cycle of the meatball fruit shrub is very short, and it can produce new meatball fruit every ten days on average. After all, as long as they can take good care of the meatball fruit bushes, the brown jackal clan only needs to hunt some animals like rabbit-legged thunderbirds occasionally, and it is enough to survive.

The small abacus was clattering, and the movements of the hands were not idle.Rick quickly handled the leg rabbit meat, put it on the firewood pile, and patiently demonstrated the whole process of smoking and roasting.A dozen or so big wolves surrounded him, watching intently, asking questions such as "how long to smoke" and "what kind of wood is best to use" from time to time, and Rick answered them one by one.

Pangpang was even more simple and rude, he led the wolves out of the valley, set up traps, and waited for the prey to come.

Seeing a mountain deer with long horns being tied up by caterpillar silk nets, struggling to fall into a hole, the long horns were tightly entangled by worm silk, completely unable to resist, the eyes of the wolves looking at Fatty became full of admiration, even The leader of the brown jackal couldn't calm down, and followed Pangpang step by step to learn the content of "The Encyclopedia of Worm Silk Weaving: Trap Making Chapter".

And the brown jackals surrounding the squirrel Ali, after visiting the entire valley and marking a few places with fertile soil suitable for planting, they gathered together and gathered around the boiling clay pot.

Holding the colander with two paws, Ah Li stirred the rolling meatballs in the milky white soup. Amid the delicious and rich aroma of meat, he gave a loud lecture:

"The most important step in growing meatball fruit well is to understand how delicious meatball fruit is..."