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118 Is there any Lightning Strike Wood?

Encounter: [Thorny buds!]

Liser: [Thorn the old bud!]

Lord King: [Statouille!]

Zhang Bei took a look at the barrage and nodded.

"That's right, this is the thorny sprouts of Northeast dip pickles, also called thorny sprouts."

"As for the one who said "Spirituals", the amount of homework to go back tonight will double."

After grabbing two rosewoods again, Zhang Bei also whistled and continued to walk forward.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched Zhang Bei stuff one rosewood after another into his mouth, and finally found something wrong.

Beiming Youhai: [Where is squirrel, where is the nut?]

The Yangtze crocodile is beaten every day: [I said why I feel like there is something missing? Why are there no little squirrel who has lost hope of life today!]

Kicking the cripple's good leg: [Squirrel: Come on, run away!]

Zhang Bei glanced at the barrage and rolled his eyes.

There are always unruly people who want to harm me!

Ignoring this group of silly netizens, Zhang Bei's paced a little faster in the quarter.

Although Zhang Bei ignored a group of netizens in the live broadcast room in the morning, most of them waited patiently with the temptation of Feilong.

He reduced his live broadcast speech along the way, and then Zhang Bei finally walked into the old forest that Wang Laoer said.

The speed of several runners was more than ten minutes faster than Zhang Bei. After all, he still had to broadcast live along the way. Even if he reduced his speech, he could not say a word without saying a word.

Looking at Wang Laoer resting beside the tree, Zhang Bei did not stop to rest.

He is young and has much better physical strength than these middle-aged uncles.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Bei also walked towards the other direction of the forest.

There is a large pool behind this forest. When Zhang Bei came a few years ago, he brought a lot of fish fry, and now they should have grown into big fish.

With 400,000 viewers in the live broadcast room, Zhang Beifei quickly arrived at the edge of the pool.

"Look, this pool connects to the underground river. Even if the fish fry I released before left along the underground river, there should be still a lot of them now." ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Beiming has a sea: [Releasing animals?]

The Yangtze crocodile is beaten every day: [Is this called releasing animals?]

Sister Zhou can also make a fuss: [Do you have any misunderstandings about the word "release"?]

The pool is not very deep, about one meter and is five meters wide. Through the sunlight, you can clearly see more than ten black shadows swimming inside.

Zhang Bei quickly took out the fishing line and hook from his backpack.

The fish in the pool are thin and not as fat as in the river.

But this kind of fish is also the best to catch. Just hang an earthworm and you can catch it in less than a few minutes.

It took a few minutes to assemble a simple fishing rod, and Zhang Bei also explained to the live broadcast room.

"The fish in this kind of pool has very little food source and is hungry for a long time."

"Fish worms or earthworms can make them sweep away and become themselves."

"This is also the fastest bait to catch fish."

While speaking, Zhang Bei had already turned out from the rotten tree roots beside him and hung them on the fish hook.

Thousands of miles of traveling clouds: [Running the mountain ×, fishing √]

Black or white: [What are you running around the mountain? Aren’t we here to fish?]

She said that was the story: [Is there any lightning strike wood? My dad snatched away!]

Zhang Bei looked at the fish float, which had not yet moved, and looked at the barrage.

"Don't talk nonsense. We are indeed here to run the mountain today, but we are mainly looking for flying dragons."

"Lightning strikes the wood tomorrow. I'll ask a runner to go with me and try to make a thousand wooden signs at a time."

To be honest, there are quite a lot of things like thunder and wood in the forest.

Zhang Bei has seen more than a dozen of them in his memory.

As I said this to the audience in the live broadcast room, the fish float on the pool disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Bei moved quickly and lifted the wooden stick in his hand in the blink of an eye.

The strength of the fish in the pool is really not as strong as that in the river. Zhang Bei even lifted the fish to the water without even using all his strength.

Looking at the grass carp of about three pounds in front of him, Zhang Bei didn't plan to continue fishing.

There is only one to eat in this old forest. Several people from the mountain brought a lot of staple food, and the eggs in their backpack were definitely enough for today's lunch.

Hanging the fish on the wooden stick, Zhang Bei also walked back to the place where Wang Laoer was resting.

By the way, I started chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.

"After last time, many people sent me private messages saying that I wanted the kind of tree that was still alive after being struck by lightning."

"Our main purpose tomorrow is to find such a tree."

"Of course, because trees are alive, we only have one branch for a tree, so we try to find a few more."

"If there is a suitable size, I will find someone to carve out one of Guan Erye and give it to him as a lottery."

...

After previewing tomorrow's live broadcast, Zhang Bei also brought the fish back to Wang Laoer's side.

I have to say that as the person who has been cooperating with Zhang Bei for the longest time, Wang Laoer started to build the stove when he saw Zhang Bei set off.

When Zhang Bei came back, the fire had already risen.

"It's very fast!"

"Of course!"

Zhang Bei handed the fish to Wang Laoer, took out the tin foil and folded it out and put it on the fire.

"I have chili in my bag. If you can eat spicy food, put more."

Although May is approaching, their current location is only around zero or ten degrees.

The temperature on the body surface will be even lower, and eating some chili will also help you run around the mountain in the afternoon.

Although the lunch is simple, it is extremely delicious.

Fried eggs from the stone slab, grilled fish from tin foil, and Wang Laoer's buns and other people from the mountain ran to the pancakes and fruits.

Some people even brought cold potato shredded potatoes.

After a full meal, I packed up the garbage and ran into the mountain people before walking into the forest.

Zhang Bei didn't plan to find those flying dragons by himself.

It is easy to find creatures on the ground, but if you don’t know the specific location of the person flying in the sky, you may have to waste all afternoon on the road.

"Old Bai, where are those flying dragons now?"

"On the left hand side, about one kilometer."

Hearing Lao Bai's announcement point, Zhang Bei also adjusted the camera and set out to the left.

"By the way, I gave birth to an old ginseng where you went, and I forgot where it is."

He simply reminded Zhang Bei, and Lao Bai's voice fell silent again.

Continue to appreciate the silly little tiger.

Zhang Bei silently complained about Lao Bai's unreliability and walked towards the front with his steps.

This forest is an open nest. Every year, many people traveling to the mountain come here, and it is not difficult to walk on someone who steps on a suitable path.

But after all, it is also a deep mountain forest, and no matter how fast you move forward, it is not much faster.

Zhang Bei also walked for more than twenty minutes before he arrived at the position Lao Bai mentioned.

There was a clearing in front of me, a stream facing down from the top of the mountain, with more than ten flying dragons squatting beside the stream.
Chapter completed!
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