I'm not a wild eater

After finishing it, he took the sleeping bag on the bed and turned it out, wrapped the clay pot with the outside, and stuffed it into the backpack.

The flat backpack was suddenly bulging.

[Hey hey?What happened? 】

【I do not know?Master Mu took all his wealth with him, did he want to run for his life? 】

[Is there any problem with these little bugs? 】

【poisonous?Or attract some dangerous animals. 】

[Could it be a sign of rain?Looking at the sky is not very good. 】

【It makes sense. 】

"Food, pot, sleeping bag, water, water."

Mu Qing muttered, took out the mineral water bottle and filled it in front of the faucet, carefully placed it next to the clay pot, and stuffed it into the side of the backpack.

"Food, pot, sleeping bag, water"

"Forget it, let's take you too."

After counting the things he had prepared, Mu Qing took out a small self-heating hot pot from under the bed and put it in a bamboo basket.

He picked up his backpack and put the bamboo basket across his body.

After hesitating for a while, he took out a bamboo tube, quickly caught some bugs on the ground, threw them into the bamboo tube and put the lid on.

Hastily walked up the hillside.

A small insect flew past Mu Qing, he grabbed it and played with it in his hand.

"This is the flying ants that usually come out before and after it rains."

"I was in the forest just now and saw a lot of flying ants. It is estimated that there will be a heavy rain today."

"I want to hurry up, so as not to be drenched on the road."

With that said, Mu Qing conveniently stuffed the flying ants he caught into his pocket.

Walking a few steps forward, another flying ant "flyed" into Mu Qing's pocket.

On the way up the mountain quickly, whenever there are flying ants passing by, Muqing will reach out to catch them.

Sometimes it can be caught, and more often it is missed.

"There are many types of termites. Those with wings that can fly are called primitive reproductive ants."

"The main purpose of their flying out is to find a suitable partner and then mate."

"This kind of behavior is called marriage flying, similar to single men and women participating in a blind date meeting."

While speaking, Mu Qing caught another flying ant.

Get in front of the camera and crush the tail of the flying ant.

It can be clearly seen that Mu Qing's fingertips are shiny.

"In order to give birth to offspring better, they will store enough oil and protein in their bodies, and they don't need to add oil, and they can be dried directly with fire to have a deep-fried taste."

"Flying ants have strong phototaxis. They will fly to places with light sources and then mate."

"So, a large number of termites that have just finished mating have gathered around my campfire today."

【It's so delicious, no wonder Master Mu rushed out and didn't forget to grab a handful. 】

[Another creature that was eaten for showing affection. 】

【That said, it's true. 】

【Flying to the bedside to show off your affection, if you don't hurry to leave the house, Lord Mu will kill people. 】

[This time they should feel the deep malice from the single dog. 】

Chapter 124 Where Did This Little Fairy Boy Come From?

"They don't fly very high in this kind of weather, and they probably don't exist in the bamboo forest."

"If I hadn't rushed to the bamboo forest, I would have had a big meal today, what a loss."

After walking up quickly for a while, Muqing looked back.

There seemed to be more flying ants on the other side of the camp. As time passed, the sky didn't get brighter, but it was obviously much darker than when I first woke up.

"Terrible, this is destined to be a heavy rain."

Mu Qing turned his head, and his pace, which was not slow at first, sped up a bit.

When heading towards the tree house from the top of the mountain, he was already trotting.

Lifting up the ladder on the ground and putting it on the tree house, Mu Qing quickly went upstairs and put the things back into the room.

Then hurried downstairs.

Move all the bamboo, firewood, branches and bamboo branches left over from the last time the house was built near the tree house to the bottom of the tree house.

The preparatory work has not been completed yet, Muqing is still thinking about going to the hillside and taking back the pine branches that were placed in the sun before.

There was already the sound of rain washing over the treetops.

"It's raining."

Muqing climbed the tree house, stood on the corridor and waited for a while.

It began to rain sparsely, but after a while, the rain gradually became heavier.

The torrential rain washed over Muqing's roof.

"The rain will continue for a while before we can see the actual situation from the mountain belt."

"I went inside to see how my roof is doing? This is the first time it has been tested by nature, and I hope it doesn't leak."

The tree house was not built very big, and with all the doors and windows open, the house was still quite bright.

Mu Qing looked up, and carefully touched the roof with his hands.

"Look, my hands are still dry."