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Chapter 363: Instantly enlightening life, the fighting spirit among the three old monsters

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    After adding a handful of dry firewood to the stone pot, only the crocodile skin on the abdomen is the softest on Yun's body. If the crocodile is cut open along the midline of the abdomen like other beasts, then this complete piece of soft crocodile skin will only be the softest.  Can be wasted.

    Yun Buliu didn¡¯t know that his idea was exactly the same as that of the skinners who slaughtered and skinned the crocodile.

    While slaughtering the crocodile, he also paid attention to the big lake from time to time.  As a result, after he peeled off both the soft and hard skin of the crocodile, the lake surface was still calm.

    This result made him start to doubt his guess and the sensitivity of the little fur ball.

    ¡°Perhaps, there are really no monsters in this big lake, but the little furball¡¯s judgment was wrong.  Or maybe there really is something inside, but that thing is already dead.

    While thinking, he began to cut open the belly of the big crocodile. He first used a butcher's knife to cut open the crocodile meat. After touching the bones, he stabbed hard with the tiger's teeth, breaking the crocodile bones in an instant.

    After cutting open the belly of the big crocodile, he kept some of the internal organs, and the remaining internal organs that were too fishy were packed in bamboo baskets and sent back to the lake.

    The lake fish cleaned these internal organs for him, so there was no need for him to bury them.

    After dumping all the offal into the lake and watching the fish boiling again while the lake remained calm elsewhere, Yun Buliu felt that he could add a delicious dish to his recipe.

    By the time he came back with the bamboo basket, the little milk tiger had already come to the edge of the slaughtering stone platform, lowering his head to smell the smell of blood, and even licking the spilled crocodile blood in the grass.

    ??Yun Buliu knew that it was hungry just by looking at its movements and behavior.

    So he reached out to pick it up and carried it back to the bamboo building.

    By the stone pot in front of the bamboo building, when he saw Yun Buliu coming back, the little furball stretched out his paws and pushed the pottery pot in front of him, pointed at the pottery pot and the stone pot, and started to babbling.

    Yun Buliu opened the lid of the stone pot, and the aroma of meat wafted out, drifting in the wind.

    He scooped out a few pieces of beef with a bamboo spoon and placed them in the pottery basin in front of the little fur ball. He also added some soup to it and told it to blow on it first and wait for it to cool down before eating.

    ¡°Then I scooped out a piece of meat and put it into the bamboo bowl specially designed for Little Milk Tiger. I twisted it with my hands and found that the beef was indeed not that easy to rot.

    He picked up the little milk tiger, opened its mouth and looked at it. The gums were much harder, and it was likely that tiger teeth were about to grow.  But with the way it is now, it definitely can't eat this beef.

    So he simply took the bamboo bowl, ran to the skinned and disemboweled crocodile, squeezed the crocodile meat hard, and squeezed out some crocodile blood for it.

    Although the smell of blood was strong, the little milk tiger did not dislike it at all. After drinking a bamboo bowl of crocodile blood, he actually looked like he was still unsatisfied and licked the blood stains on the corners of his lips.

    While he was feeding the little milk tiger, the little white snake also jumped down from the terrace and plunged into the pond The silly heroes of Goose Village who were originally staying in the pond, after Yun Buliu came back carrying the crocodile,  They had already dispersed and fled.

    It swam across the pond, climbed up the pond ridge, and appeared in front of Yun Buliu, opening its mouth to ask for meat.

    Seeing the little white snake appear, Yun Buliu couldn't help laughing and scolding, "You are such a lazy little guy, you didn't wake up until now. It's really like you can reach out with clothes and open your mouth with food! Oh! Sorry, I forgot that you don't have hands.  .¡±

    While laughing and cursing, he used a bone knife to cut the crocodile meat into strips to make it easier for it to swallow.

    As if the little white snake could understand what he said, it immediately opened its stinging scales, exposed its fangs, and hissed at him, as if in protest.

    "Oh, you can do it, why can't I say anything?"

    Yun Buliu scorned her mercilessly, and then he saw it swishing its little tail on his legs a few times, as if it was coquettishly coquettishly showing off to him.

    It wasn¡¯t until he put a piece of crocodile meat on the grass that it let him go and turned around to eat the meat.

    The little tiger also seemed to want to eat meat. A pair of tiger eyes stared curiously at the crocodile meat on the stone platform. He stood up, put his front paws on the edge of the stone platform, stretched his head hard, and carefully smelled it again and again.

    Seeing Yun Buliu looking at it, it stretched out its tongue and licked the crocodile meat.

    "You haven't even started growing teeth yet! Do you want to imitate other people's eating of meat?"

    Yun Bu gave it a blank look, but after thinking about it, he took out the crocodile liver, used a bone knife to cut off the soft crocodile liver piece by piece, and fed it into its mouth.

    The meat of crocodile liver is soft, but the toothless little tiger still chewed it repeatedly with its slowly hardening gums for a long time before swallowing it.  Compared with the kind of little white snake who finishes eatingDepending on the rough way of swallowing, the little milk tiger's eating style is much more gentle and gentle.

    After lunch, the little fur ball returned to the roof of the small bamboo building to continue ¡®sitting in meditation¡¯. The little white snake slipped back to the second floor of the bamboo building and nestled on the rattan chair, watching the scenery through the small bamboo window.

    Only the little milk tiger gradually regained its liveliness, fluttering and playing in the green grass.

    After Yun Buliu had lunch, he got an estimated thirty or forty kilograms of crocodile meat, threw it into a stone pot, added water, and slowly simmered it over low heat.

    Then use a butcher knife to cut off the remaining crocodile meat one by one, carry it back to the cave in a bamboo basket, and pickle it with salt in a large stone mortar.

    This time, he did not use wild ginger and wild onions, which were not easy to find.  If the disaster continues at this rate, he will probably have to look elsewhere soon.

    But other places may not have this kind of thing.

    The remaining bones with tendons were carried back to the cave and placed on the two bamboo poles.  Now that we have a big pot, we can break the crocodile bones and put them in the big pot to boil.

    He just felt it was a pity that the mushrooms he knew were extremely limited.

    ¡°Otherwise, when mushrooms were growing crazily in spring, he could pick some first, dry them in the sun, and now he could eat crocodile stewed mushrooms.

    When he came to the stone stove in front of the small bamboo house, he added some firewood to the bottom of the stone pot. After having some free time, he ran to the small pond outside and swam.

    The small pond, which is about a hundred square meters, has a water depth of one meter or seventy-eight meters, which is enough for him to toss around in it.

    As for swimming, he couldn¡¯t remember how long it had been since he swam.

    I originally thought I might turn back into a landlubber, but after playing in the water for a while, I quickly remembered the dog paddle and frog pose I learned when I was a child.

    It¡¯s just that in this water, his control of power is obviously not as deft as on the ground. With a slight jump, he jumped to the edge of the pond.

    He can only control the power and slowly become familiar with it.

    While playing, he thought of ways to exercise in the water.  If he wasn't worried about monsters in the lake, he felt that exercising in the lake would be the best choice.

    But now, he had to use this small pond to try it first.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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