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Chapter 135:Volcano (Happy Lantern Festival)

When the cow master would be frightened and depressed, he would completely calm down and go to the mountain eagle.

Originally, there was a gorgeous feather, it looked like a majestic mountain eagle, and the feathers of the whole body were pulled clean by a group of hunters as early as this short kung fu; at this time, looking at the past, like an old hen who was about to go into the pot, it was miserable.

At this time, the cow master knew that on a major day, how the colorful feathers on the heads and bodies of these locals were obtained.

“Listen to me all!In the process of hunting, no one is allowed to eat the eggs of the birds, and no other eggs can be eaten."The cow master stressed to a group of hunters.

The revenge of the birds of this primitive age is too heavy, God knows that more than two hundred miles away from the place, how the mountain eagle can magically find itself and launch an attack.

The old man decided to put his mouth again, and could not let these locals of his hands go on such a dangerous action; if he wanted to eat eggs, he could not afford to bring a little chickens and ducks next time he came from the modern side, and even the little goose was no problem.

At that time, stupid eggs, duck eggs, goose eggs or whatever, are not allowed to eat these earthen buns; this is to a certain extent, the first step in the black stone tribal breeding, but also to a certain extent, enhance the nutrition of the tribe's cubs, so that they can win at the starting line.

As for eggs or something, compared to the various animal eggs of the primitive era, this is a lot smaller, which is not a thing at all; nothing more farming, and eat more at that time...

He was razed into a hedgehog-like mountain eagle, wielded a thick back machete by the squabbles and others, cleaned out all the parts he could eat, and then covered it with the big leaves that could block the smell of blood and put them in the rattan basket.

The old man brought a new weapon equipped to the knife shield, which was good and needed to be verified on the battlefield, but in the use of cutting food, it was well received by the hunting team.

Because it is necessary to hurry, the hunting team did not even make the process of making breakfast with a fire, and the people had a large tortilla in their hands, while tucking into the mouth, the foot kept on the road; finally, before the noon break, they rushed to the main destination of this time.

This is a height of kilometer-high deserted mountains at the foot of the mountains, large mountains, there is no tree, only a few low-lying weeds, rare growth on top of it; the mountains around, is a dense and seemingly mountains, so compared to the more and more desolate this place.

The place where the salt was found was a small pit at the foot of the mountain, because the hot sun on the top of the head, without any shade, the cow master had to find a little soft branches and vines, weaving a ugly pattern of hats on the top of his head, and had the courage to go to the edge of the pit to observe.

Even if the foot is wearing sneakers, after a little time, the cow master feels that the soles of the feet begin to heat up; and the hunting team of bare feet, stepping on the hot stone, does not seem to be affected by any part...

"Well, the cocoon on the soles of these animals' feet is not half a inch thick.At the same time, the cow master Tucao, bent down, took a little bit of sediment on the edge of the pit, and put it in his mouth.

Bitterness, stinging mouths, as full of salt as when the first tasting in the tribe, pointed to the center of the pit and told the others: "Dig it for me there, and when I say stop, I can stop."

They were busy in the position designated by the cow master, and dug up with their hands; here are relatively soft silt and sand, in addition to being quite hot this point not to care, it is quite easy to dig.

Only when they dug a meter deep, their faces became green; for they found that there was a whole great stone below, and this gray-brown sand disappeared all traces at once; and he knew that this mineral salt here was only a layer of not deep above.

Just this layer of sand on the surface, even if the whole hunting team carries the rattan basket full, it is estimated that it can not be installed at one time; but it was thought to have been found, the source is not hunger strike salt raw material source, the disappointment in the heart, it is overflowing.

The lucky man who found here was even more shocked, and the identity level of the tribe was remarkable and would go back to the second level; but the milk candy of the 20 rewards was directly dried by him on the same day, and now he is in his close collection, and only five are left.

"How can you take the reward back if the cow master wants to take back the rewards?"This man panicked in thought.

Fortunately, the old man did not start the rush as they expected, nor did he let Jing return the reward; the old man looked up at the top of the high mountain and said with a deep voice: "Don't be so nervous, there must be enough mineral salt here, but it is not here."

After that, he pointed to the top of the mountain and added, "Go, let's go to the top of the mountain."

Then, the cow master went to the top of the mountain, and rushed to follow the pace of the cow master...

In fact, the first time I saw the mountain in front of him, the cow master came from the top of the mountain, faintly revealed the crater, and identified it as a volcano; the mineral salt in the pit at the foot of the mountain is estimated to be when the volcano erupts, from the ground, and then flows all the way here.

He asked people to dig pits, just to confirm how much mineral salt there is here, there are a lot of words are naturally a good thing; not much to worry about, because he believes that the crater at the top of the volcano, will be able to find enough mineral salt, the time is great, spend a little more energy to transport it.

The mountain of this volcano is relatively flat, but even so, in the process of climbing up the hot sun overhead, after every hundred meters of the road, the cow master had to take out a special vine that carried a little bit of the kind to add some water to himself.

In the process of climbing up, the cow master can find from time to time, there is that the salty mud and sand; without exception, these mud and sand soil are not born, which also makes the cow master more and more firm in the judgment of the heart.

Hundred under the body, do not know how much sweat, the cow master and the hunting team finally climbed to the edge of the top of the mountain coffin; standing on the edge of the crater, looking at the lower more than a hundred meters below, has long since calmed down the crater, the entrance, is the familiar gray-brown mud sand.

At this moment, the indigenous people of the Black Stone tribe felt that this was the most beautiful beauty they had ever seen in their lives!

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