When I saw the things in the bird's nest, there were actually a lot of them, five eggs the size of chicken eggs, which made my heart beat wildly. At this time, I was standing on the branch, almost a little carried away! I even thought about whether it was a bird's egg simmered over charcoal fire or a boiled bird's egg in a bamboo tube.
After a burst of joy, and even a bit of satisfaction, I carefully took out the eggs and put them in the cloth bag I had prepared with me.
Speaking of which, this bag is actually a bit eye-catching. Because they were trousers ripped directly from the legs of the person last night. I didn't look at his belly at that time, but as for the only trouser legs on his lower body, I thought not to waste them, so I cut them off with a short knife, washed them in the river and kept them.
Because I used a cloth strap on one end and tied it tightly at the top, it turned out to be an excellent cloth bag. Maybe I was really lucky, so I carefully calmed down and walked towards the remaining bird's nest. As I moved slowly, I suddenly heard the sound of birdsong in the sky.
I looked up and saw a brightly colored bird in the sky, about the same size as a domestic rooster. At this time, it screamed loudly among the branches, and after seeing a certain opportunity, it actually pecked at me.
Seeing its ferocious appearance, I instinctively couldn't help but wave my hand to block it. At this time, I almost forgot that I was still standing on the branch, completely helpless. As a result, he naturally failed to hold on to the branch and fell directly from the height.
At this time, I was almost scared out of my mind. Not to mention that the bird was pecking me, I hurriedly reached out and grabbed the big branch next to me. Fortunately, I was lucky. I fell less than two or three meters and got stuck on a tree branch as thick as an arm.
Because my legs fell apart, of course it hurt, and my face changed instantly. Not to mention that there was no one around at this time, I couldn't help but moan. Even if someone is afraid that I can't help it, because I almost feel like my lower body is going to break.
After calming down for a moment, he almost ignored the pain, grabbed the branch and stood up.
He ducked behind a branch to avoid the bird's constant attacks. Indeed, I stood firm at this moment, watching the bird keep circling, and there was actually a whine in its cry. I don’t know if you understand it, but I have a deep hatred for it. It actually shuttled between the branches several times, and it seemed that it didn’t want to give up on me.
I never thought that one day I would be so embarrassed by a bird!
But now I had an advantage. Watching it spiraling and swooping in the air, I couldn't help but pull out the spikes attached to its waist.
He rushed towards it several times and stabbed directly at it. But I don't have that good eyesight, nor that speed, so I can always avoid it. And it doesn't seem to be retreating in the air, and it doesn't seem that stupid. After I trimmed off a few feathers, it flew farther away and still chirped.
I even felt a little pity, and there was a faint sadness in my heart. But when I saw it whining in the air, it seemed unwilling to stay away from me. He seemed to understand that he couldn't deal with me, so his voice was a bit desolate.
Finally, I felt a little uneasy. I didn't dare to approach it for a while, so I quickly moved down with regret. Although it didn't come down from the tree immediately, it just wanted to hide behind the branches and leaves. It was really disturbing to see it.
At this time, I sat among the branches for a while. Even though it was still whining, I gradually calmed down and felt that I had just died and did not fall directly. Regardless of whether this bird is spiritual or not, I have no pity at this moment.
After all, these birds, like poultry, in my opinion, should become food to continue survival when humans need to survive, whether domesticated or directly. After all, this is not a pet farm, the people here need to survive.
But just when I was taking a short rest, I suddenly felt something was wrong. Because of a buzzing and terrifying sound, I suddenly heard it keenly in my ears. In fact, after I came here, maybe because of my nervousness, I found that my hearing was much sharper.
When I heard this terrifying sound, I thought about what I was most afraid of when I was a child. I couldn't help but look towards where the sound came from. Sure enough, I saw a swarm of wild bees flying towards me. I suddenly felt horrified and lucky, because the remaining bird's nest was not a real bird's nest!
If I guessed correctly, it should be an abandoned bird's nest that was somehow occupied by a swarm of wild bees and still maintained its shape. Naturally, I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat. I had just been attacked by the bird, and when I fell, I disturbed the swarm of wild bees.
They are naturally looking for targets. Watching more and more wild bees appear in the sky, I am naturally scared to death. If this large swarm of wild bees all flew on me, let alone how miserable it would be, it was entirely possible that I would be stung to death directly.
In the tropical rainforest, this jute-colored large wild bee is said to be extremely poisonous. Not to mention a human like me, even big black bears and elephants may have a hard time escaping the poisonous hand. At this time, I looked at them slowly, almost daring not to move.
But I knew that if I waited any longer, I would really be courting death. So I tried to slide down slowly while watching them carefully. I knew that as long as I didn't make a big move, they wouldn't be able to lock on me for the time being, so when I slid to the foot of the tree, I barely hesitated, and after a few tiptoes, I quickly ran towards the river.
I can be sure that this big tree should not be more than forty meters from the river. So when I decided to run, it was almost to the best of my ability. I didn't even look at the swarm of bees behind me, I just ran forward.
There seemed to be a buzzing sound in my ears, as if a fighter jet was approaching. But I can no longer care about so much, and I have to move forward no matter what. Because I know that if I run into the rainforest, I am really seeking death. I want to enter the water as quickly as possible to temporarily avoid this suffocating swarm of bees.
When I sank into the water, I even felt so lucky. Even though I wasn't very good at holding my breath, I tried my best to endure it. I didn't know how long this swarm of wild bees would persist, but I thought that if I could wash away the smell with water, it might make this swarm of bees give up, so I kept holding on.
Not to mention whether I would choke to death, when I couldn't bear it anymore, I had no choice but to pop my head out of the water with a cry. He didn't even care to see if there were any wild bees, so he waved his hand to drive them away. While breathing greedily, he tried his best to regain his senses and consciousness.
But what is ironic is that the swarm did leave here, but I felt a burning pain in my right arm. Naturally, I saw redness and swelling as big as a coin, and the pain seemed indescribable. I knew I was lucky, but it was inevitable that I still won the bid.
