Tang Zhaozong had just decided to settle down in this forest temporarily, and he didn't care if this was the Bright Forest or not, but he found a very real problem.

This is not a peach blossom paradise, there are many people here, and they all obey the command of a beautiful woman named Xu Meiti.

Although this woman is a beauty, her strength is amazing, and this woman can kill two war horses with her bare hands.

When Tang Zhaozong first entered here, he had a conflict with this beauty, and as a result, his men were slaughtered one-sidedly.

Later, Tang Zhaozong learned well, and he made a wish to make an official to this beauty, but this beauty actually agreed to his request and let Tang Zhaozong settle down.

One of the tribal leaders who was engaged to this beauty was called Pan Sunjian, and this person was a big fat man who looked disgusting.

This fat man is not only fat, but also has two big teeth, and what is more fatal is that he never uses willow branches to clean his mouth, and his mouth is full of stench.

In order to allow him to speak some civilization, Tang Zhaozong gave him a toothbrush made of pig bristles, but he never used it.

It was jumping around the room, so easy, it was soaring, it was like it had wings. Its beautiful white fur floated behind it like a white cloud. It jumped from back to chair, from mantelpiece to window, from Roger's chest to Howl's, as light as a bird.

The shrew's cry is a bit like the neighing of an elephant.

The chimpanzees chattered and cooed, and the two orangutans hummed in low voices. The great female orangutan and Mrs. Lucky slapped her chest with her two heavy palms, making a sound like a fork in an empty bottle. Hal had an uncomfortable feeling that someone was staring at him. He turned around and surveyed every tree around him.

Be there! Only part of it could be seen, a black face, two sunken eyes, and as soon as I saw it, it was gone.

He thought, this face is big, it can't be an African face, so what is it? Could it be the face of a gorilla? Is it his nemesis, Gog?

Did Goge do all this? He doesn't believe that people kill people, but gorillas don't kill gorillas.

Hal walked to the camp saddened and confused. Dark clouds covered the air, and a puff of smoke from the crater made visibility even worse, and it was just over half of the afternoon, and under the smoke-covered trees, it was almost like late at night. Occasionally, a bolt of lightning illuminates the way, but it looks darker after that.

He had always remembered that there were some elephant craters on the road, but fortunately there was nothing covered on them, and even in such a dim light, he should have seen them and walked around. So he opened his legs with confidence and ran all the way back. Suddenly, as if he had stepped on top of a pile of leaves, the leaves sank and he fell into an elephant pit.

He fell heavily to the bottom of the pit, but was not injured. He was really puzzled: if the pit had been disguised as a conversation by the time he went, then he should have fallen into it. It can be seen that it must have been uncovered at that time, he saw it and walked around. After that the pit was covered, who did it? Did someone arrange for him to fall into a trap?

It doesn't matter who he is, let him be happy in vain, he is strong and has no difficulty in climbing up. When he tried it, he realized that the pit was steep, there was nowhere to scratch it, and the pit was about six meters deep - two stories high, and climbing out of the pit was like climbing up to the second floor along a wall with no safety ladder or even a drain pipe.

But there is another way, there is a thick vine hanging there, and the Africans use this rattan as a rope. He grabbed the vine and climbed up with his hands one by one. But before he could climb two meters high, the top suddenly loosened, and he fell to the bottom of the pit with the human vine.

Hal wasn't in a hurry, but he stayed a little longer, and sooner or later someone would come looking for him. Joro knew which way he was going, and he just had to sit here and wait—hopefully no elephant would be so stupid and fall and hit him. He moved to a corner, and if an elephant fell in case it fell, it was a little more likely that it would be smashed into a meatloaf.

He dozed off, though the lightning and thunder above did not wake him up. What woke him up was the sound of a lump of hardwood sawing with a saw, and he immediately heard it as a leopard roaring.

He barked again, but this time it was the sword on the top of the pit, and he opened his eyes to see how he returned to the pavilion, only to see two black shadows fighting above, one of which could be identified as a leopard from the cry; The other was completely silent and seemed to be pushing the leopard into the pit.

It was a contest, the leopard looked half the size of its rival, but the leopard was ranked as the most powerful animal of its size in Africa, and what animal could drag a dead animal twice its weight into a tree? But when the leopard touched its opponent, a loud roar was heard, and the leopard was pushed into the pit.

The man above turned and walked away. "Hey, the one on top, pull me up!" Hal shouted.

There was no response, the magical stranger was gone, he probably didn't understand English, Hal shouted again in Swahili, doesn't this guy have long ears? Still, he walked away, leaving Hal to deal with a very difficult partner. He was later woken up by Roger's voice and the light of a flashlight.

"What are you doing down there?" Roger shouted.

"It's time!" Howl, "Bring a rope?" ”

A rope was slowly lowered, and Hal tied the panther's four legs and shouted, "Pull!" ”

The team began to pull up, and finally saw that it was not Hal who was pulling, but a struggling and roaring black panther.

They lowered the rope again, and if it was normal, Hal would have climbed the rope like a sailor. But now, when they pulled him up, he could barely hold the rope between his legs, like a hanging bale of hay on which he lay down.

"I'll be able to go in a while."

"No," Roger, "anyone who catches a panther with his bare hands should be carried away." ”

In this way, Hal and the panther were treated with the same courtesy: the panther was carried with a piece of wood between the tied front and rear legs; Hal was picked up on a makeshift bamboo stretcher.

Upon returning to the camp, Hal was immediately put to bed, where Roger and Joro cleaned his wounds, medicated, bandaged, and injected with antibiotics. Then Roger went to arrange for the panther to be unwound. The team was amazed by the prey, and most of them had never seen a panther before.

"Very rare, indeed," Roger said as he returned to Hal's bedside, "how much is it worth?" ”

(End of chapter)

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