Being able to farm: starting from moving to the village and picking up furry

While chewing the honey, the little black bear stretched out his paws and patted each wild boar's head.

This was an action its mother used to do. Although its mother is gone, it can do it now.

After the little black bear finished eating, it stretched out its claws to scratch the wild boar. It stopped only when it saw several bloody marks and was satisfied.

Xia Qingyu, who was standing next to her, was picking up the vine bracelet and almost fell down when she heard what Little Black Bear said.

"Okay, if you take revenge on the spot, you won't be angry anymore." Xia Qingyu looked at the five wild boars that were stunned by the blow and praised the little black bear.

[Well, I'm not that angry now. The more I take pictures of these pig-heads, the happier I am. It's really strange.]

Xia Qingyu smiled and shook her head, "That's because you've found a place to vent your emotions."

【So there is such a saying! 】

The little black bear nodded his head thoughtfully, as if he had heard it for the first time.

Xia Qingyu caught a glimpse of the little black bear's movements and paused again, because its bear claws slid across the necks of several wild boars, leaving blood marks.

"Hehehehe~!"

The smell of blood made the wild boar's eyes widen even more, and it squealed continuously. It was almost scared to death by the little black bear.

This is not the end yet. Maybe the little black bear was worried that his claws were not sharp enough, so he actually sharpened his claws in front of the five wild boars.

The little black bear's sharp claws were sharpened on the wild boar's tusks. In the eyes of the five wild boars, they gleamed coldly, and when they rubbed against the tusks, a "rubbing" sound was made.

The unlucky one was chosen by the little black bear to sharpen its claws. After it scratched it several times, the wild boar, which could not move, opened its eyes wide.

Otherwise, you should just kill me directly, give me a quick death, and stop scaring me.

Unfortunately, the little black bear couldn't understand their language and couldn't communicate with them.

The mane kept shaking, and they felt that the claws on their necks were like blunt knives, cutting their pig necks again and again.

Surprised by the little black bear's behavior, Xia Qingyu suddenly said, "Isn't your posture like the legendary sharpening of knives to attack pigs and sheep?"

When the little black bear was confused, Xia Qingyu corrected him again.

"No, it should be the bear clawing at the wild boar."

Now, the little black bear understood, and Xia Qingyu grinned.

The little black bear's actions seemed harmless, but were very insulting. They scared two of the wild boars unconscious, and then they were woken up by the little black bear's slaps.

Looking at this scene, Xia Qingyu laughed and exclaimed, "Good fellow, you have a likable personality, and you are a person who never suffers any loss."

If it wasn't impossible to kill the wild boars and she had to rush to the town, the little black bear would probably have killed the five wild boars on the spot.

Taking the five wild boars with him, Xia Qingyu prepared to go down the mountain.

"I'm going back. If you have any problems, just touch your forehead three times." Xia Qingyu reminded, touching the little black bear's head.

It had tried it once before and knew how to awaken the power, so she wasn't worried that it wouldn't be able to.

【Oh, I will. 】

With its head lowered, the little black bear seemed a little depressed. It wanted to say, "Can I follow you down the mountain?"

It had already picked enough honey, but it was eaten by these wild boars.

But it remembered that the person in front of it said that he would keep his word, so after thinking for a moment, it didn't say anything else.

[Then... I'll take you out. ]

Xia Qingyu was driving five wild boars with wounds on their bodies and talking to the little black bear. Before they walked out of the narrow valley, they heard the grunting of wild boars in the distance.

The sound of wild boar's footsteps came from a slightly steep slope and was coming towards Xia Qingyu.

Walk quickly, there is a cave in front, which contains a lot of sweet honey.

If you dare to lie to pigs, you will be beaten.

There is really honey there, we can eat it, and it’s free.

The honey was so sweet that whenever I think of it now, I feel itchy.

The herd of wild boars that were running to eat the honey, communicating with each other in pig language, were walking eagerly towards the cave of the little black bear.

It was a group of brown wild boars, but what was strange was that several of them were limping.

The one in the front is the most obvious, and its walking posture is very awkward.

Xia Qingyu raised her eyes, she didn't expect to meet the group of wild boars from yesterday, those guys with bloody holes on their butts.

The five wild boars in front of Xia Qingyu saw their own kind, their eyes lit up and they snorted.

Come on, pig, help me.

Perhaps attracted by the miserable pleading, the chatting wild boars moved faster.

However, the leading one in front just turned a corner and its four hooves suddenly stopped in place.

The moment it saw Xia Qingyu, it clamped its tail tightly and felt the wound on its buttocks hurt even more.

No, God wants the pig to die. Why is this cruel human being here? !

In his mind, the horrific scene of being slapped away and the injured wild boar were still fresh in his memory. Coupled with the pain in his buttocks, he was even more frightened.

The few at the back were tilting their heads to talk about how sweet the honey was.

He didn't notice that the guy in front had stopped, and the moment he turned his head, he bumped into the butt of the wild boar in front of him.

It's over, I poked your butt.

The wild boar behind was also confused and was ready to be beaten up by the other party.

It tried hard to brake, but it was too late.

"Hmph~!"

The extremely sour and refreshing squealing of pigs suddenly echoed throughout the valley.

Tormented by nightmares of having its butt poked by fangs, the wild boar in front is always irritable.

But this time, it didn't even turn around to fight back, it just limped away with its tail between its legs.

The other few who had their butts poked by the fangs subconsciously stopped the moment the sound was heard.

He looked up and his eyes widened.

Hey pig lady!

Run!

At the same time, he wanted to run away, and he limped away like the wild boar in front of him.

He ran a long way in a flash, gritting his fangs, wishing he could disappear into the forest immediately, but he was injured and couldn't run fast.

The other yellow-brown wild boars that were forced to look for honey followed the wild boars that ran away without saying a word.

Turning back slowly, they saw five wild boars with bloodstains all over their bodies, shouting for help at them. They were frightened and immediately let out a howl and ran away.

Wait a minute, brother, why are you running?

Let’s run together!

The five wild boars who thought they could save their lives were stunned when they saw their fellow wild boars turn around and run away, and then they burst into tears.

All the wild boars in this forest know one thing: something horrible happened to this group of crazy wild boars from outside yesterday.

Not only did it cause the death of many pigs in the tribe, but the remaining pigs also had several wounds on their buttocks.

And the strange thing is that it seems that they were all stabbed by fangs.

The wild boar that was asked to bring honey, looking at the behavior of the guy with a wound on his butt, especially the action of clamping its tail just now, the smart ones have already guessed what happened.

They realized it later and ran faster and faster.

He ran from the back to the front in a flash, overtook several people with injured buttocks, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Help!

Help!

If they had known they would meet her, they would not have forced these cowards to follow them and eat the sweet honey even if they starved to death.

Several wild boars were limping, with their heads half tilted as they ran, their eyes wide open to the extreme.

He looked back from time to time, as if he had seen a ghost, and ran for his life.

They only came to their senses when they realized that the brutal humans behind them had not caught up with them.

He also warned the wild boar he knew and made up his mind not to look for the sweet honey again, especially in the caves he had just visited.

[Huh?! How strange! Did they see a ghost? ]