Chapter 113 Yingao Qingkuang and
his companions heard that Jian Mo and his companions had brought back a strange flying beast, and they all rushed over to see it.
As soon as they walked outside Jian Mo's yard, Qingkuang shouted inside: "Jian Mo, did you bring back a new injured flying beast?"
Jian Mo raised his voice: "Yes! It's on the side of the yard!"
Qingkuang and his companions walked to the side of the yard and saw the strange flying beast that Jian Mo and his companions had brought back at a glance.
Qingkuan: "What a big winged beast! Is it wild or raised by another tribe?"
Jian Mo glanced at Qingkuan. He didn't expect that he would ask the key question in his first sentence: "It should be wild. I just observed it and found no signs of it being domesticated."
Qingkuan observed it and said: "Wild winged beasts are not so big and so docile. They are very rare."
Jian Mo: "Jiujiu found it. It may be because of Jiujiu's personality."
When Jiujiu heard its name, it called out happily: "Jiu——"
Everyone laughed.
Qing Kuang: "There is only one winged beast. Are there other winged beasts in our tribe?"
Jian Mo shook his head: "I don't think so. I don't think they live in groups."
Qing Kuang felt a little regretful when he heard this: "It would be great if there was a group. We can raise a few more. I think Jiujiu is pretty good and useful."
Ye Luo said: "You can adopt this one first."
Jian Mo smiled: "We'll have to see if it can survive after its injury heals. " Are you willing to stay?"
After chatting for a while, Jian Mo said, "I want to perform surgery on this winged beast, please help me."
Qing Kuang immediately agreed, "Okay, what do you want us to do?"
Jian Mo: "Help pass the surgical instruments? Wu Jiong will have to stand by to prevent the winged beast from suddenly attacking and hurting people, so I need an extra person to help."
Qing Kuang had helped Jian Mo before and had some experience.
Hearing this request, he agreed immediately.
Jian Mo hurried to find moss before it got dark, and gave it to Ye Luo and the others to boil water.
Later, they had to feed the strange winged beast with water with anesthetic, and only after it was anesthetized could they proceed to the next step.
Everyone was busy with their own things.
In order to prevent Jiujiu from getting scared, Jian Mo specifically called Ban Ming over and took Jiujiu out to play.
Soon, they fed the strange winged beast with boiled moss water, and tied up the sleeping strange winged beast.
After making these preparations, Jian Mo put on new clothes, put on new gloves, and performed surgery on the strange winged beast with sterilized instruments.
The most important thing now is to take out the broken horn stuck in its body.
Jian Mo used a scalpel to cut the wound, but did not have time to remove the broken horn. As soon as the epidermis was cut, a large amount of muddy pus gushed out, carrying a strong stench, and the smell immediately spread to the entire space.
Jian Mo remained calm, Wu Jiong was better, but Qing Kuang vomited and almost vomited, so he stepped back.
Fortunately, Qing Kuang was wearing a mask, so he didn't vomit on the strange flying beast.
Qing Kuang paused for a moment, and continued to help, saying muffledly behind the mask: "How long has this flying beast been injured? How come there is so much pus?"
It was like there was a balloon full of water under its skin, and at least a basin of pus had flowed out, which looked very scary.
Jian Mo first cut off the rotten meat, then rinsed it with salt water, and judged: "At least ten days, otherwise the meat would not be so rotten."
Qing Kuang sighed: "It's hard for it."
Jian Mo carefully rinsed the wound under the skin of the flying beast, and then slowly peeled off the broken horn that was inserted deep into its body.
This broken horn was inserted along the bone, fortunately it did not hurt the bone.
However, the broken horn may carry a large number of bacteria, so the meat inside the flying beast is particularly rotten.
Jian Mo took out the broken horn, which was almost as long as his forearm, and threw it on the pottery plate. He continued to peel off the rotten flesh until fresh blood flowed from the affected area, then he rinsed it clean and prepared to sew it up.
The wound of the winged beast was very deep.
When Jian Mo sewed it up, he used the long-tailed beast tendon obtained from the Qinhai tribe.
As a natural protein suture thread, the winged beast can absorb it after the suture, so there is no need to remove the stitches.
Jian Mo sewed very seriously and was busy until dark before he finished sewing everything.
He kept his head down and bent his waist to work. His waist was almost broken and his neck was exhausted.
He stood up straight, stretched his neck a little, and said, "Okay, let it go and let it stay here."
Qing Kuang was also very tired: "Then I'll go back first?"
Jian Mo saw him off: "Okay, you've worked hard. When you go back, can you help me ask Ban Ming and the others to bring Jiujiu back?"
Qing Kuang nodded: "I'll tell him later."
Jian Mo was too tired today to cook.
Wu Jiong asked him to take a shower first, and then cleaned Jiujiu's nest and made fish balls and scallion noodles for dinner for the two of them.
Jian Mo went to sleep after dinner and slept very soundly.
When he was awakened by a burst of "chirp" sounds the next day, he thought he had overslept again, so he raised his upper body and looked out the window.
It was pitch black outside, not even dawn.
Jian Mo closed his eyes and lay down on the pillow. He turned over and hugged Wu Jiong, then put his long legs on him, clamped him, and muttered: "What are they chirping about? Do flying beasts also have the habit of chirping?"
Wu Jiong patted Jian Mo gently, listened with his ear tilted to distinguish: "It shouldn't be the chirping sound, but the sound of the strange flying beast."
Jian Mo carefully distinguished: "Really, the chirping sound is clearer."
The flying beast kept chirping, and Jian Mo couldn't fall asleep.
Wu Jiong said: "I'll go down and take a look."
Jian Mo got up: "I'll go down too, to see what's going on."
The two of them went down, and it was indeed the strange flying beast that was chirping.
Jiujiu was also unable to sleep because of the noise, so she leaned her head against the wall, her eyes half open and half closed, looking extremely sleepy.
Seeing Jian Mo and Wu Jiong coming over, Jiujiu sighed in a very human way.
Jian Mo was immediately awakened by joy, and walked up to pat Jiujiu's butt: "You are so sad."
The strange flying winged beast was even happier when he saw Jian Mo and the others coming over, and said happily: "Jiujiujiu!"
Jian Mo also patted its wings: "Your injury is better now, and you are more energetic, right?"
The strange flying winged beast: "Jiujiu!"
While calling, the strange flying winged beast also tried to rub Jian Mo with its wings, feeling a little embarrassed, but really happy.
Jian Mo was infected by its excitement, and pulled it, smiling: "Don't call, take a rest, don't make big movements, be careful of the wound to burst open."
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong comforted the strange flying winged beast.
This guy was very smart and soon understood what Jian Mo and Wu Jiong meant. He lay aside and stopped barking
. Jian Mo patted it again, praised it a few words, yawned, and pulled Wu Jiong back to sleep.
After another short nap, Jian Mo was completely awake only when the sun was high in the sky.
Wu Jiong had already gotten up. When he went downstairs, he heard a sound coming from the side of the yard. He went to see and found that many people in the tribe had come to watch the injured winged beast.
The strange winged beast was a little better now and was in a very stable mood. He didn't care about the onlookers at all and just slept and ate.
Seeing Jian Mo coming over, Ban Ming and the others shouted, "Brother Jian Mo, have you given this new winged beast a name?"
Jian Mo really didn't: "It may not stay."
"Even if it may not stay, you can still give it a name, otherwise I won't know what to call it."
"That's right. Brother Jian Mo, I thought of a good name, what do you think about calling it Ao Yi?"
"Go away, didn't you say your name is not nice? How about calling it Yi Xiong?"
"It's not as good as the previous one!"
Jian Mo saw that they were about to quarrel, and hurriedly said, "Let me think about it."
Naming was a bit difficult. Jian Mo thought for a long time under everyone's expectant gaze: "How about calling it Ying Ao? It means brave and unruly."
Everyone only understood the meaning of "brave", but it did not stop everyone from saying it sounded good.
Ban Ming: "Ying Ao, that's quite catchy, meow--"
The flying beast tilted its head and looked at them, with confusion on its furry face.
Jian Mo patted its wings: "From now on, you will be called Ying Ao."
Ying Ao is smarter. Jian Mo just needs to call it a few more times when feeding it, and it will know.
Like Jiujiu, Ying Ao also likes their family's food very much, and he can eat up all the rice in the rice bowl every time.
The difference is that Ying Ao is not used to being raised by people. When its wound heals a little, it will fly out to find food by itself.
Jian Mo added food to its rice bowl again, but it didn't touch it. In the end, it only ate Jiujiu, who could eat two bowls of rice in one meal.
Seeing this, Jian Mo had to remove one of the rice bowls. If Jiujiu gets fatter, it probably won't be able to fly.
Ying Ao's wound has not healed completely, Jian Mo will change its dressing every day.
It usually flies outside the tribe in the morning after changing the dressing, and hunts or gathers on its own.
Ying Ao doesn't like the hustle and bustle, and doesn't mix with the cubs in the tribe at all, let alone play childish games with them.
It is the kind of chirp that will fly away when it sees a cub.
The people in the tribe felt quite surprised. Although they are both flying beasts, Ying Ao's personality is really different from Chirp.
Because Ying Ao doesn't go to the tribe, everyone has no objection to Jian Mo's family raising another flying beast.
Jian Mo feels a little sorry: "It doesn't eat the food we provide, so it should not be raised anymore."
The meat of flying beasts is quite unpalatable, and they are large in size, so people generally choose to tame them instead of eating them.
It is impossible to capture a winged beast like Ying Ao, which is obviously not tamed.
After all, if the winged beast is completely out of control and people ride it into the sky, it is very likely to die with the people.
Ban Ming and his friends regretted: "I thought there would be one more winged beast in the tribe."
Jian Mo: "If you want to ride, ride Jiujiu. It shouldn't refuse you."
This is true.
Ban Ming and his friends were happy: "Let's ride Jiujiu out to play in the evening."
Jian Mo said generously: "As long as Jiujiu is willing."
Now the tribe still provides half of the food to Jiujiu, so it is reasonable for other people in the tribe to ride it out to play.
In summer, everyone is busy.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong are busy with planting, gathering, and hunting, and the focus of their lives has shifted to other places.
In the evening, Jian Mo, who had been busy all day, came back with a basket on his back, sweating all over, and planned to give the young leaves he had picked to Jiujiu first.
When he got to the side, he found that Ying Ao had come back and was squatting there, like an owl squatting upright.
Jiujiu was also there, with his back to Jian Mo, eating something.
There was no need to look, it must be the food that Ying Ao had found.
Hearing Jian Mo's footsteps, the two big guys turned their heads at the same time.
Jian Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Play your own games, Jiujiu, I've got some grass for you."
Jiujiu called out happily and wanted to rub against Jian Mo: "Jiu."
Jian Mo quickly pushed Jiujiu's head away: "Don't rub against me, don't stick your fur on me."
Summer is here, Jiujiu sheds a lot of fur, and when Jian Mo is sweating, a rub can stick to a large area.
Jiujiu: "Hmm."
Just when Jian Mo put his things away and wanted to leave, Ying Ao suddenly grabbed Jian Mo's clothes with his claws.
Ying Ao was much stronger than Jiujiu, and Jian Mo stumbled and looked back.
Ying Ao was also stunned for a moment, looking at his paws guiltily, and then pushed out the pile of fruits under him: "Chiu."
Jian Mo looked at the fruits, then looked at Ying Ao, and guessed: "Is this for me?"
Ying Ao: "Chiu."
Jian Mo lifted the corner of his clothes, bent down and put the fruits in his clothes.
At this time, Jian Mo found that there was a pile of fruits under Ying Ao's buttocks.
Could it be for Wu Jiong?
Jian Mo ran home with the fruits in his pocket, and shouted to Wu Jiong while running with a smile: "Wu Jiong, where are you?"
Wu Jiong: "Kitchen, what's wrong?"
Jian Mo ran to the kitchen, put down the fruits in his pocket, and pulled Wu Jiong to the side yard: "Verify my guess."
Jian Mo pulled Wu Jiong and ran to Ying Ao.
The huge flying beast looked down at Wu Jiong, and indeed moved, and pushed a pile of fruits from under his buttocks with his claws, and signaled to Wu Jiong: "Chiu."
Jian Mo laughed: "Good Ying Ao!"
Wu Jiong: "For us?"
Ying Ao tilted his head and pushed the fruits in front of Wu Jiong.
Jian Mo: "I guess Ying Ao is now committed to supporting us."
Wu Jiong bent down and picked up the fruit: "Thank you Ying Ao."
Ying Ao: "Chiu."
The two returned to the kitchen.
This kind of fruit is long and narrow, and its size and size are similar to that of a pumpkin.
Jian Mo asked: "How do you eat this?"
Wu Jiong washed two of them with water, broke them open with his hands, and opened them vertically to reveal the soft beige flesh inside: "Eat the flesh directly and spit out the seeds."
Jian Mo took a bite and unexpectedly found that the flesh was sweet and soft, and it was actually very delicious. Except for a little more seeds, there was no other problem.
He widened his eyes: "What kind of fruit is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Wu Jiong: "It's a soft and plump fruit. There's no fruit near our tribe. I wonder where Ying Ao picked it from?"
Jian Mo: "Such a delicious fruit is not available? Then I'll save the seeds and plant them on the mountain in our backyard. Will it survive?"
Wu Jiong: "I don't know. No one has planted it before."
Jian Mo: "Then I'll plant it tomorrow."
After eating a soft and plump fruit, Jian Mo ate the second one unsatisfied: "How can we ask Ying Ao where he picked the fruit?"
Wu Jiong: "It may not understand."
Jian Mo: "Maybe, it's so smart. Let's go, let's go ask."
Jian Mo pulled Wu Jiong to find Ying Ao again.
Ying Ao lay outside Jiujiu's nest, resting with his eyes closed.
Jian Mo went over and rubbed Ying Ao's head to wake him up.
Ying Ao was sleepy, and he was not angry even when he was woken up: "Chi?"
Jian Mo waved the fruit in front of Ying Ao's eyes: "Ying Ao, where did you pick this?"
After Ying Ao saw it clearly, he stood up, spread his claws and was about to run and fly.
Jian Mo quickly grabbed its wings, and Wu Jiong reached out to hold Jian Mo's waist to prevent him from staggering due to Ying Ao's strength.
Jian Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's getting dark, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Ying Ao flapped his wings and retreated.
Ying Ao might have remembered this incident, and he flew up early the next morning, knocking on their window with his wings.
Jian Mo was awakened by the fright in his sleep, and he turned over and sat up suddenly. When he saw Ying Ao outside, he was stunned.
Ying Ao saw that they woke up and called out long: "Jiu——"
Jian Mo fell on his back and lay back in the quilt, sighing: "Now I think Ying Ao is not that smart."
A truly smart Jiu would not wake people up so early in the morning!
Wu Jiong brought the clothes over: "It's okay, at least it remembers what happened last night."
Jian Mo smacked his hands: "Do you think Ying Ao is like our father?"
Wu Jiong: "???"
Jian Mo: "Well, if you ask it to call you in the morning, it will definitely call you at dawn, for fear of delaying anything."
Wu Jiong shook his head. Even for him, it sometimes found it difficult to keep up with Jian Mo's train of thought.
Jian Mo laughed to himself twice: "Jiujiu is like our silly son, waiting for us to feed and take care of him every day. Ying Ao is like our worrying father, and he remembers everything we say."
Wu Jiong was helpless: "I don't want a winged beast as a father."
Jian Mo: "It's not about identity, it's about personality."
Jian Mo laughed as he spoke, and he was so happy that he felt energetic: "Get up, get up. If you don't get up, Ying Ao will knock our window."
Wu Jiong had already put on his clothes: "I'll feed the Tu Tu beast first, and then we'll set off after a simple breakfast."
Jian Mo: "Take some dried meat to eat on the way. If you don't set off, I'm afraid Ying Ao will be worried to death."
They quickly packed up, took the dried meat, rode on Jiujiu's back, and prepared to set off.
Ying Ao didn't mind carrying them on his back, but his wounds hadn't fully healed yet, and he would show off his flying skills from time to time. Riding on him was a dangerous thing for both him and Jian Mo Wu Jiong.
It was better to ride on Jiujiu.
Jiujiu obeyed the command very obediently. When he was told to fly, he would fly behind Ying Ao.
Ying Ao kept flying with Jiujiu, flying out of the territory of the Riverside Tribe and to the border between the Dianxin Tribe and the Hongqi Tribe.
Generally, the borders between tribes are vague and far from the center of the tribe. Few people from the two tribes come here, but more food can be collected.
Jian Mo sat on Jiujiu's back until his butt was numb. After getting off, he jumped a few times on the spot and said to Wu Jiong in amazement: "Ying Ao's range of activities is really wide."
Wu Jiong: "It can only find enough food if it has a wide range of activities."
Jian Mo patted Ying Ao: "Yes, after all, it is not a domesticated animal, but an animal that needs to be raised."
Ying Ao: "Jiujiu."
With Ying Ao leading the way, they quickly found the first soft fruit seedling.
This is a kind of vine, and the area of the vine is very large. Jian Mo looked over and felt that the area of several hundred square meters was full of soft fruit vines.
It is not a high-yield, and it occupies such a large area, and there are not many soft fruits in total.
But it may also be because Ying Ao just looked around.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong searched along the vines separately, catching other wild vegetables and edible insects under the vines.
They searched patiently and had a good harvest.
Maybe because the branches and leaves of the soft fruit were too dense, Ying Ao missed a lot when he came to pick them before.
The two stayed nearby for a long time. After picking the soft fruit, Ying Ao took them to pick wild vegetables.
These two feeding spots may have food that the flying beast likes to eat. Jiujiu followed behind and ate half full, chirping happily all the time.
Jian Mo was a little worried and said to Wu Jiong: "Will we clear out all the foraging spots of Ying Ao?"
Wu Jiong: "With so many plants, the fruits will be ripe in two days."
After thinking for a while, Wu Jiong said: "I will take it to the foraging spot I often go to find food tomorrow."
Jian Mo: "That's fine, just consider it as exchanging foraging spots, otherwise Ying Ao will suffer too much."
They stayed here for almost a day, except for a short nap at noon, they spent the whole day collecting.
They collected for so long and harvested a lot.
When they returned to the tribe, people were shocked and ran over to watch: "Brother Jian Mo, where did you go to collect today? You collected so much food!"
Jian Mo pointed at Ying Ao: "Ying Ao took us there."
The others praised him again.
Zhou Fu praised: "Amazing, it's worthy of being your home-raised flying beast!"
Jian Mo smiled and nodded in agreement: "Yes, Ying Ao is very amazing."
Ying Ao raised his head and chest in a proud and arrogant manner, accepting the compliments from everyone, but his tail moved involuntarily.
Jiu Jiu rested his head on Jian Mo's head and was happy for Ying Ao: "Jiu!"
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