I dare not go in rashly, for fear that there are dangerous wild animals inside.
I found some dry wood and a lot of wet cypress. Light the fire and cover it with wet cypress. Just like smoked bacon when I was a child, the smoke soon got up and poured into the hole with the wind.
When rabbits and foxes got into the hole when they were young, we smoked outside the hole, and then guarded the hole with wooden sticks or sacks until rabbits or foxes fled. We packed a cage with sacks and they got in. We'll knock them to death with sticks and go home for a delicious meal.
I didn't prepare a sack today, but I still held a wooden stick at the mouth of the cave to see if any wild things other than rabbits and foxes ran out, and had a toothache to improve my food-after all, eating instant noodles every day is not a long-term solution.
suddenly, some birds flew out of the hole. I am quick-sighted, waving the stick like a whip in a knight's hand. Several birds answered and fell. When I saw it, it was a wild pigeon! I'm so happy that I can have a toothache tonight.
two rabbits flew out, and I swung the stick several times, and they also died under my stick. It seems that I won't be short of meat in the next few days.
After smoking for twenty or thirty minutes, I thought the cave should be safer, so I took a flashlight and a machete to patrol. My flashlight is LED, which is strong and saves money, and can shine dozens of meters away. This hole is four or five meters long and very dry, which is very suitable for me to live in. God help me!
I cut down all the shrubs at the mouth of the cave and put a simple wooden door on it. This is my secluded home. I boiled some wild pigeons and plucked their hair. Skin the hare, take out the internal organs, wash it and fry it. Hang the rabbit on the stone wall and let it dry.
By moonlight and drinking highland barley wine, I feel as if I have lived a fairy life. All that's missing is the piano. If there is a piano, it will be more like the world. But I am confused: didn't I just escape from the world and live in seclusion? Why do you still miss the sound of the piano? People are so strange, they think what they want, and they want to abandon it when they have it!
My six-year seclusion in Balang, Linzhi (the third)