A few thin vines grew from the staff, climbed a stone pillar to the top wall, and then gradually thickened, gradually climbing the whole cavern, and in some places hanging down to bloom a trumpet flower, the stamens of which emitted a faint white light, like an electric lamp. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just as Yang Ling was about to climb next to the skeleton to take a closer look, Ding Cong's voice came from the other side: "Second child, come here, I found the little cub~!."

So Yang Ling left the skeleton and hurried over.

Less than twenty meters away from the puddle, a large hole was exposed in the center of a broken stone pillar, and there were three two-foot-long pale yellow beasts lying in the hole, tearing the corpse of an elf at this time, blood splattered everywhere, for Yang Ling and Ding Cong who suddenly appeared, the three little beasts reacted violently, and they lowered their heads and let out whining roars and kept retreating.

"Second child, what should I do?" Ding Cong rubbed his hands excitedly, "Do you want to take it back to make a roast suckling pig!"

"You're crazy, bringing it back will definitely seduce the big guy too. Yang Ling looked around a few times and waved his hand and said, "Let's go, leave quickly, go back and find a way!"

Less than a minute after the two walked out of the cave and joined the little boy, they heard a few noises from the top of the canyon, and in the tumbling black mist, a green beast jumped left and right along the huge skeleton and fell, standing at the entrance of the cave and seemed to smell it a few times, then raised its head to the sky and let out a roar, and soon got into the cave.

"Hurry up!" all three of them turned pale with fright, and hurriedly ran out of the canyon.

The three of them ran out of the canyon, and they could faintly hear the roar of the beast coming from inside, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer, so they didn't dare to stay, and ran back to the cave where they lived in one breath, and then they were paralyzed on the ground one by one, breathing desperately.

After resting for more than ten minutes, the little boy shouted loudly to tell the woman what had happened.

The woman was frightened and slapped the little boy's ass a few times, but the little boy didn't dare to resist, squatting on the ground and looking at Yang Ling, his eyes purring and turning.

"Second brother, I think we have to kill that beast, not only meat to eat, but also water to drink, I tried that water just now, it actually has the effect of strengthening the physique. Ding Cong licked his mouth and said.

"Damn, aren't you afraid of death?" Yang Ling sat up in fright.

"I'm afraid of fart, is there a worse situation than now?" Ding Cong said indifferently.

Yang Ling thought about it and didn't refute.

The current environment is indeed almost the worst environment he has ever encountered, more than a hundred times worse than when he was in the Xuanjing Cave, at least he can use spells that time, and this time, he has almost become an ordinary person, in the face of such harsh conditions, the pressure to survive is also countless times greater, plus the language barrier can not communicate, the black mist interference, almost like a blind man.

"If you want to deal with this beast, you can't do it with the two of us with your bare hands, you have to think of a way. Yang Ling thought of the dead demon clan, and it seemed that he had seen something in the pit at that time, but unfortunately he didn't have time to take a closer look.

"Well, it's better to have something like a trap and make a trap. ”

The woman squatted next to her nervously, looking at Yang Ling nervously, her expression full of worry.

After discussing the situation, the two got up and began to look for tools in the cave, but unfortunately they only found a few bone sticks and a mess of broken stones.

"Is there a ...... Tree vines ......" Yang Ling asked the woman, pointing to the flowering and glowing vines above his head.

"Tree ~ vine ~" The woman was puzzled and pronounced two words.

Yang Ling had no choice but to tear off a few strips of cloth from Ding Cong's body, twist them into a rope, and then compare the thickness again.

The woman thought for a moment and nodded, Yang Ling was overjoyed.

Next, Ding Cong and Yang Ling, led by the woman, found a large number of vines the thickness of their little fingers on a steep mountain wall three kilometers away from their place of residence, and the vines were like brushes, covered with fine hairs more than half a foot long and the thickness of toothpicks, like sea anemones, gently swaying in the black mist, as if they were absorbing these mist.

Yang Ling tried it and found that these thin vines were very strong, and the combined strength of his hands was estimated to be nearly 100 kilograms, and it took the strength to eat milk to tear them off.

"Second, this thing is good, as long as seven or eight are twisted together, it is estimated that it can withstand several tons of strength. Ding Cong also tried it and said with his eyes lit up.

Yang Ling nodded, and pulled down a handful of fluff from the fine vine, and found that it was not only soft but also full of toughness, if it was rolled into a rope, it should not be worse than rattan, but it was much more troublesome, and he also compared it, and found that the rattan cloth around his waist was actually woven from the fine hair on these rattan in his hand.

Next, Yang Ling and Ding Cong began to pull the thin vines, but they immediately found that it was not too easy, because these thin vines were densely entangled, as if they were chaotic, and they moved the whole body, and if they wanted to tear off one, they would involve a large area.

So the two had to work together, Ding Cong pulled below, Yang Ling grabbed the rattan and climbed up, and constantly cut the other rattans involved with a bone knife, and they were busy for more than ten hours, the two were tired like dogs, and found that they only got five sticks, each with a length of almost twenty meters.

Although it is slow, this harvest is not too bad, according to the planning of Yang Ling and Ding Cong, to make a trap, a total of nearly a hundred meters of rope is needed, and it is estimated that six or seven days should be about the same.

For the rest of the day, the two of them almost soaked on this steep mountain wall, competing with the thin vines that climbed all over the mountain wall.

The woman and the little boy slowly dragged the vines they had cut back to the cave, and the two old men used bone knives to cut off the fine hairs on the rattans.

On the fourth day, when the woman who carried the rattan back to the cave returned, she also brought a light pig, and Gao Wenfeng, who had been in a coma for more than a month, woke up, and his complexion was not bad.

"Woo~, my brother almost thought that he had crossed into a primitive society!" Under the meeting, Gao Wenfeng hugged Ding Cong and cried.

"Okay, okay, a big man is crying, and when he's done crying, hurry up and help with the work!"

"What are you doing here?" Gao Wenfeng wiped his tears.

"Be a trap, hunt! This is a primitive society, we have crossed over with the halo of the protagonist, and we must use the wisdom of more than 100,000 years to fight with the sky and the earth, and fight with wild beasts, and strive to create a beautiful and splendid life, don't waste time, hurry up!"

"Really?" Gao Wenfeng immediately became excited.

With the addition of Gao Wenfeng, the speed of collecting rattan has accelerated a lot.

The next day, the task of collecting rattan was declared over, and then it was time to go back to the cave to process the rattans, twisting seven or eight of these rattans together to make a rope the thickness of an arm, which took about three days.