563: C563 The Smell of Earth

C563 The Smell of Earth

The current Ruins Space was no longer the same Ruins Space as it used to be. Every day, it would face strange incidents that could happen at any time. Death was like a shadow that would follow him wherever he went.

Lin Lang only wanted to return to his hometown. His grandfather was alone at home. He wondered if his younger sister, Yin Xian, would be able to support him.

He hoped that they would be able to forget their sadness. He also didn't know if they would be able to return now.

Although the mountain in front of them seemed to be very close, Lin Lang knew that once he stepped into it, he was afraid that he would be far away in the horizon.

How could his longing for his hometown not be like this?

When the sky was slightly bright, Lin Lang was in a state of panic in the lotus pond. The night was lonely, and the day was filled with endless hope.

Lin Lang, who suddenly had the intention to fish, immediately chopped some green bamboo as a fishing rod. He made a small fishing hook and used the bamboo to make a small fish basket.

He cut the bamboo strips into thin silk threads and slowly cut them into small fish baskets. Once the fish entered the funnel through the entrance, it would be like a mouse clamp. They could enter but they might not be able to get out.

The mechanism of the rope had already been firmly stuck. Moreover, it also had a piece of bamboo caught between its fingers. The piece of bamboo caught the big fish that was beyond the mouth of the bottle. As for the small fish that had yet to hatch, there was nothing it could do.

Lin Lang carefully weighed the weight of the bamboo basket. However, he realized that he could not catch the big fish at all. It was too light, and he was afraid that he could only catch the loaches.

There were only loaches, but they could not catch fish. Lin Lang immediately hated this bamboo basket, and all his previous efforts were gone.

Lin Lang suddenly remembered that the most important thing was to open the Soul Guarding Spiritual Space, or else he wouldn't be able to store it.

According to the cultivators in the cultivation world, the most important thing was to have a storage bag. When the time came, they could come and go freely.

If he could put all his belongings into the storage bag, he wouldn't have to worry about food all day long.

Lin Lang came over and tied a few sticky little earthworms to the back of the bamboo basket with tiny vines. He slowly put the fish basket into the lotus pond water.

Since Lin Lang had nothing to do, he simply washed the rusted iron bow again and soaked it in nitric acid water. Although he did not know what material the iron bow was made of, he did not know. It must not be an ordinary thing to be able to stay in the ruins for so many years.

There was a layer of fog-like silk wrapped around it, like the lines of a python's scales.

It was only after soaking that Lin Lang realized that the patterns wrapped around it looked black. With a light brush, he could see the layer of glossy lines.

Lin Lang slowly cut the bamboo clean and acted as the main body of the arrowhead. He also found a few bird feathers and used them to make the tail of the arrow to maintain its balance.

Lin Lang took out some of the remaining nylon ropes from before and used them as bowstrings to set up a large array.

Jin Bo, who was in his soul sea, saw Lin Lang's hurried actions and could not help but be somewhat angry. He angrily shouted: "Kid, you used such a thick nylon rope to make a bowstring. Do you think it has any use?"

Lin Lang also felt that using the nylon rope to make a bowstring was very strange, but the conditions were limited, so he did not mind Jin Bo's words.

"Listen carefully. First, there was no elasticity. Second, the nylon rope is too thick. It doesn't have any elasticity at all. Moreover, the power it can display is obviously not enough. Do you want to use it to shoot birds and snakes, or do you want to use it to play? If it's the latter, then pretend I didn't say anything. "

Jin Bo immediately said slowly," In my opinion, we still need to use the leather tendons of wild beasts, especially the bones of tigers and leopards. That elasticity is first-rate, do you know? Only the tendons of tigers and leopards are the most suitable. "

Lin Lang hesitated. He had been used to seeing bloody battles during this period of time. He had a benevolent heart. He didn't want to do something that would anger the heavens for his own selfish desires.

In order to make a bowstring, he deliberately pulled out the rubber band. It was really somewhat against the heavens and evil.

Lin Lang immediately retorted. "Forget it. For an insignificant bowstring, he specially went to slaughter a fierce beast. Why bother? Moreover, this doesn't conform to the path of mediocrity, and it also doesn't conform to human reasoning. I won't go. "

Jin Bo hesitated. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. Then, Lin Lang started studying archery from the beginning. Unfortunately, there was no one to guide him. He could only start with one step at a time.

Although Lin Lang had some foundation before, he had already forgotten about fishing and drying the net for two days. He practiced archery for a long time. After practicing for a long time, there was only a change in quantity, but there was no improvement in quality. He still couldn't get the essence of archery. The key problem was always unclear.

Jin Bo did not say anything in his soul sea. He just kept shaking his head. After a few hours, the hungry Lin Lang could not help but take out the bamboo basket.

He glanced at the fish basket out of the corner of his eye and was disappointed. In the bamboo basket that was filled to the brim, not a single fish took the bait. There were only a few fat loaches that were wagging their tails.1

Although the nutrients of the loaches were actually higher than the head of the fish, it was the best choice for replenishing one's spirit and vitality. Hence, it was a tonic for long periods of anemia. However, it was always accompanied by mud, and the smell of dirt was difficult to wash away.

If the seasoning of wild pepper, salt, sautéed, soy sauce, mustard, and tastebuds were not released, it would really be very tasteless.

If he really wanted to fill his stomach, he might as well eat garlic. Besides, it was really hard for him to eat it. Lin Lang was helpless. He lacked all kinds of seasonings and seasonings for a delicious meal, so he could only let it go with regret.

In his heart, the lowest standard of food was at least soy sauce and salt as seasoning. If he wanted to use loach to cook, the lowest standard was probably to use some seasoning like mustard. Otherwise, the food he made would be heavy and hard to control.

It would probably be terrible to eat. Moreover, no matter how bad the fish that he liked to eat was, he had to cut it into pieces and slowly enjoy the mustard. That was the most delicious.

In the following period of time, Lin Lang fell into a dilemma. Although the fire had come, Lin Lang found that he could not start a fire. Without the flame, it was almost impossible to prevent the parasites contained in the loaches and fish.

It was common knowledge that fish and snake type creatures had always grown a large number of parasites. If the parasites were not handled properly, it would cause major problems such as meningitis.

Lin Lang's fear of parasites had long surpassed his fear of Crocodile Man. At most, the Crocodile Man could only damage his body. The external injuries could be slowly healed through his body's self-healing ability. However, parasites were like birds in Ruins Space, and there were not even a few people, let alone doctors. Furthermore, the parasites were extremely destructive.

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