Call Me God of War

     Jackal hides become very hard when dried.

    Feng Qingran found a piece of iron and let Mo Qingqing scrape back and forth on the leather board from top to bottom, until the leather board was soft and loose.

    Mo Qingqing looked at the leather that was harder and thicker than cowhide, she tapped it hard with her fingers, and it made a sound. She looked at Feng Qingran suspiciously and asked, "Is it soft and loose?"

    Feng Qingran said, "Scratch soft and make you a cloak." He gave Mo Qingqing two jackal skins together with the iron pieces. She said, "If you think the iron sheet is not easy to use, you can find other tools yourself." After she finished speaking, she walked to the jackal on the escalator whose stomach was dismembered by her, and dragged it to the side of the ladder. , like roasting a whole lamb, string it with steel pipes and place it on the ladder, then connect the gas stove to the gas tank, and light the fire to roast the jackal meat.

    After the jackal was baked and dried, Feng Qingran no longer burned the pungent plastic and garbage, but only burned the jackal meat on the gas stove.

    Mo Qingqing felt that Feng Qingran was really poisonous. Can I eat meat grilled on a gas stove? Besides, how long does it take to roast a jackal bigger than an ox? But anyway, idle is idle, there is a lot of jackal meat, Mo Qingqing let Feng Qing toss and toss, she buried her head and scratched the skin of jackal.

    After Mo Qingqing scraped a whole piece of jackal skin to soften, the meat of the jackal had already roasted a strong meat aroma, which attracted the green-scaled beast to linger downstairs, roaring from time to time.

    The wind turned a deaf ear. She picked up the soft-shaved jackal skin and measured it on Mo Qingqing's body, then cut it into a cape according to Mo Qingqing's body size, and then cut tapes out of the excess jackal skin to make cape straps.

    The straps of the cloak are very long and cross the holes in the prefabricated hide.

    The cloak is cut to fit well and fixed firmly, so it does not affect Mo Qingqing's activities at all.

    Mo Qingqing was very satisfied with her cloak, and happily brought up the cloak that was too dirty to see its primary color.

    Feng Qingran finished her cloak, put it on her body, and went to check Mo Qingqing's injury.

      fall off.

    Although Feng Qingran had a psychological expectation for Mo Qingqing's healing ability, he still did not expect Mo Qingqing to recover so well and so quickly.

    Mo Qingqing has encountered a lot of strange things recently. She is not surprised at the recovery of her wound. Jump around in the hot pot restaurant and practice bouncing.

    Feng Qingran saw Mo Qingqing jumping and kicking and punching, as if practicing punches and feet. She said to Mo Qingqing: "When facing the enemy, at the juncture of life and death, any extra action may kill you. You have to practice pinpointing the enemy's vital points and kill the enemy with one blow." She found a stick and pulled Mo Qingqing He walked to the body of a jackal, and forced the stick into the jackal's eye socket to a depth of twenty or thirty centimeters. She said: "The heads of animals are protected by hard skulls, and piercing through the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other parts can avoid the skull and penetrate into the brain."

    Mo Qingqing just got up, she and Feng Qingran met a giant-eared fox with a pair of big ears that looked like foxes, Feng Qingran used steel bars to penetrate its ears and pierce its head kill it. She knew that they would encounter such a situation in the future. The world had already become like this. In order to survive, she had to learn to hunt, so she silently wrote down what Feng Qingran said.

    Feng Qingran hung the jackal at the door of the restaurant and asked Mo Qingqing to practice against the jackal.

    Mo Qingqing looked at the corpse of the jackal whose eyes were pierced by Feng Qingran, and the brain was dripping from the eye sockets, and asked, "Don't you feel disgusted?" After she asked, she felt herself asking A superfluous sentence.

    Feng Qingran said: "If you want to live well, you need to practice hard." She paused and said, "I remember reading a book before, saying that those killer assassins used to practice killing People's corpses are usually used to practice skills. This not only trains their courage, but also allows them to understand the feel of the weapon when it pierces the human body. Whether the knife pierces the opponent or not, and where it pierces the feel is different. Many At that time, life and death are only in an instant, and the human eye cannot see it, and the test at this time is the experience and the conditioned reflex of years of practice.”

    Mo Qingqing squinted at Xiangfeng and asked, "Have you studied kung fu?"

    Feng Qingran shook his head and said, "I read martial arts novels."

    Mo Qingqing: "..." She looked at the corpse of the jackal and doubted whether what Feng Qingran said was useful.

    Feng Qingran handed the iron rod in his hand to Mo Qingqing and said, "Practice slowly, remember to help flip the jackal meat on the grill."

    Mo Qingqing asked: "Will the meat grilled on the gas stove be poisoned?" She said, thinking of the blue-scaled beast who had been calling downstairs for a long time, and ran to the railing to face Looking down, I saw that the two green-scaled beast cubs were still squatting downstairs and looking upstairs eagerly.

    When the two cubs saw her stick their heads out, they both stood up, raised their heads and cried out.

    She quickly retracted and said to Feng Qingran, "Those two green-scaled beast cubs made you greedy for this barbecue."

    Feng Qingran ignored Mo Qingqing and turned back to the hot pot restaurant to continue with other things.

    Mo Qingqing glanced at Feng Qingran, and then pointed the iron rod in his hand at the jackal meat.

    The jackal is ugly in the first place. After being skinned, all the muscles are exposed. It looks a bit scary. Outside the eye sockets, the brain pulp mixed with maroon blood clots dripped out of the eye sockets and mouth, very disgusting.

    Mo Qingqing clenched the iron rod tightly, holding her hand away for a long time.

    She took a deep breath to cheer herself up, imagining a ferocious beast rushing towards her, after giving herself enough strength, she closed her eyes and shouted, and stabbed the iron rod against the jackal with force go.

    The iron rod rubbed the jackal's cheeks, because Mo Qingqing used too much force and did not expect that she would stab herself, so her leaning forward body was not stabilized under the action of inertia. Hit the jackal meat, the brains dripping out of the jackal meat just dripped on her face.

    Mo Qingqing was so disgusted that she quickly reached out and wiped it.

    She patted her chest and said, "Come again." Looking into the eyes of the jackal, she was disgusted again. She thought about it and stabbed the jackal's body. She stabbed the jackal's chest with all her strength. The iron rod pokes a one- or two-centimeter dimple in the meat, leaving the muscle intact.

    "If you were facing a living jackal, you would be dead."

    Mo Qingqing exclaimed: "It will scare people to death, okay?"

    Feng Qingran glanced at Mo Qingqing coldly, and said, "If you are scared to death by me now, you will be left with a whole corpse, if you die in the mouth of a beast, your flesh will Torn apart, your bones will be chewed, your guts will be ripped all over the place, your…”

    "Stop!" Mo Qingqing yelled to stop Feng Qingran from going on. She took a deep breath, shoved the iron rod in her hand into the jackal's damaged eye socket, and then gave Feng Qingran a strong "hum".

    Feng Qingran glanced at Mo Qingqing and returned to the hot pot restaurant with the clothes she collected.

    Mo Qingqing knew that Feng Qingran was for her good, so she stabilized her mind and practiced attentively.

    It's not that difficult to poke in for the first time, but it's not that difficult to poke the second time, but the accuracy of the head is not very good, and it is often stabbed in the wrong direction.

    She knows that if she encounters a beast, she has no time to find the right angle for her, she must poke accurately at any angle and any position.

    Mo Qingqing practiced over and over again, shooting from all angles and positions, and even jumped up and stabbed the jackal in the eyes.

    During this process, she found that her strength was much stronger and her jumping ability was much better. She thought that the stab in the eye was likely to hit the target, and hitting the animal's head with a blunt object would be fatal, so she practiced hitting the jackal's head with an iron rod.

    Feng Qingran fell asleep and made some torches. After she finished her work, she came out of the hot pot restaurant and saw Mo Qingqing rushing towards the jackal from a dozen meters away, jumping on the ground with force, jumping into the air, and smashing the iron rod in her hand. on the jackal's head. She didn't know how long Mo Qingqing had practiced like this before she could smash the jackal's skull and smashed half of its head. She asked Mo Qingqing to flip the barbecue. Obviously, Mo Qingqing had forgotten that the jackal meat was roasted black and smelled of scorch.

    Feng Qingran turned the scorched jackal meat over and asked Mo Qingqing to eat something and take a nap.

    Mo Qingqing is in good spirits and is not sleepy at all. "I want to practice for a while," she said.

    Feng Qingran said: "I want to find other people in the mall. Your injury is almost healed, and we have to prepare to leave here."

    Mo Qingqing thought for a while, but could not find a reason to object, so she took some roasted meat from the grill. After she was full, she returned to the hot pot restaurant and built a cot with a chair, and lay down with the cloak wrapped around her body.

    After she lay down, she saw Feng Qing was packing the roasted jerky and sorting out the remaining jackal skins for the two of them to make clothes, and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep for a while?"

    Feng Qingran said: "I slept, you sleep."

    When Mo Qingqing woke up from sleep, Feng Qingran was sitting on the chair next to her in a trance, next to two bulging mountaineering bags and seven or eight homemade torches.

    Feng Qingran heard the sound, turned to look at Mo Qingqing, and said, "Awake?"

    Mo Qingqing asked: "What time is it?"

    Feng Qingran said: "There was a strong wind just now. The two little green-scaled beasts downstairs just dragged a jackal over."

    Mo Qingqing went to the railing and looked downstairs, and saw two jackal cubs biting beside a jackal corpse that had been eaten by most of them. The jackal was gnawed so that its ribs were exposed, the two hind legs were torn from the torso and only bones were left, and the stomach and intestines were torn all over the floor. awful.

    Mo Qingqing made up her mind that she must practice the skills of killing wild animals and escaping for her life.

    Feng Qingran handed a mountaineering bag to Mo Qingqing and said, "I divided the things into two parts and put them in our backpacks. on."

    Mo Qingqing carried the mountaineering bag behind her back. She was wearing a cape, and it was a little inconvenient to carry a mountaineering bag. The mountaineering bag always slipped down her shoulders. She adjusted back and forth several times before the straps of the mountaineering bag were firmly stuck on her shoulders.

    Feng Qingran said, "Let's look down from the top floor. If we can't find it, we'll go to the underground parking lot."

    Mo Qingqing moved to the railing and glanced at the two green-scaled beast cubs downstairs. She asked, "Can these two green-scale beast cubs squeeze into the fire corridor?"

    Feng Qingran said: "Don't worry, I have my own way to deal with it." After she finished speaking, she led Mo Qingqing upstairs.

    The two started looking down from the top floor and found nothing until they found the third floor. Both of them thought that it was unlikely that those people would stay on the second floor, and it might be dangerous to go to the second floor, but after thinking about it, they decided to go to the second floor to look for them.

    When they found the second floor, the roar of the blue-scaled beast rang out, and moved with them across the floor, occasionally hitting the floor with its sharp tail, making the floor bang bang.

    Mo Qingqing glanced at Feng Qing frequently and said, "It must be the unpleasant smell from roasting the jackal that offended the green-scaled beast."

    Feng Qingran had to admit: "It's staring at us." The blue-scaled beast's tail is more than three meters long. The two of them went to the basement. The beast, the blue-scaled beast doesn't need to get into the corridor, standing at the security door of the corridor, a flick of the tail can kill them both.

    Mo Qingqing asked: "Then why don't you go to the underground parking lot?"

    Feng Qingran said, "Even if we don't go underground, we have to leave here. Go, go back to the seventh floor." After she finished speaking, she went back to the escalator and went upstairs.

    As soon as they returned to the escalator, they saw the blue-scaled beast appearing under the patio.

    Feng Qingran's heart froze, and she shouted: "Run."

    Mo Qingqing saw the blue-scaled beast under her nose, took a breath, and ran upstairs at the fastest speed.

    The two of them had just rushed to the third floor when the blue-scaled beast suddenly roared and jumped up. The sharp giant tail swept the escalator behind them. Where the floors are flush, they are cut off.

    Mo Qingqing, who was following Feng Qingran, was only half a foot away from the shaved tail, and she could clearly feel the cold wind when the blue-scaled beast's tail swept behind her.

    The entire escalator was cut off flush with the third floor slab.

    Mo Qingqing, who was following Feng Qingran, was only half a foot away from the shaved tail, and she could clearly feel the cold wind when the blue-scaled beast's tail swept behind her.

    Mo Qingqing's whole body was cold, and she ran to the corner of the wall before stopping. She looked back in horror, and heard a deafening roar from the blue-scaled beast, and did not dare to go to the escalator.

    Feng Qingran opened his backpack, took out a piece of jerky 30 to 40 centimeters long, and threw it to the first floor.

    Mo Qingqing turned her head to look at Feng Qingran speechlessly, and shouted loudly, "It's not enough for them to stuff their teeth."

    Feng Qingran said, "Go to the fire corridor." She took Mo Qingqing to the entrance of the fire corridor. When she saw green vines covering the corridor, she immediately stopped and asked, "Little one. Mo, this is the ghost hand vine, right?"

    The author has something to say:  Blue-scaled beast: Hehehe...

    Mo Qingqing: The wind is poisonous.

    Feng Qingran: No, I have meat.