They left the cabin in Fulham. There was a pine forest outside the cabin. They came to the open pine forest.
The density of the pine forest is different from that of other forests. The pine forest is slightly scattered. The pine leaves are very sharp, like needles, and are full of pine cones like small towers.
The white pine picked up a pine nut on the ground and broke it. The pine nut had already been eaten up by the naughty squirrel.
"What's the meaning of looking for pine nuts here?" Liu Jing saw the behavior of white pine and said, "if you're free, let's go to the pine forest behind our hometown. It's enough for you to break for a day."
"I think you want to catch a squirrel and raise it back? We spent a lot of time catching a squirrel when we were young, but you let him go a few days later." Bai Song joked with a smile.
"Isn't it troublesome for adults at home? Besides, it's pathetic for the little guy to be locked up all day." Liu Jing yawned and said bored: "I said, what do you rely on to find fire butterflies in such a large pine forest?"
Bai Song looked down carefully and pulled away the weeds from time to time. When he didn't find anything, he got up and clapped his hands.
"I ask you, what do butterflies usually like to eat?" Bai Song didn't answer positively and directly asked Liu Jing a question.
"Butterflies? Butterflies just eat pollen. What else can they eat?" Liu Jing scratched his head and replied.
The white pine looked at the forest, and then asked, "do you see any pollen in this pine forest?"
"It doesn't seem to be true?" Liu Jing said after careful observation.
"To find animals or insects, when there is no definite way, the most reliable way is to find their food source." Bai Song explained his opinion.
In fact, this task process really only has to think of its own way. The guy who transferred in his previous life only said about one or two, and the details were directly omitted without detailed discussion.
In fact, this is also normal. Putting forward these things is to satisfy other people's curiosity. Others are willing to tell you that they are already very generous. No one will deliberately grasp the details.
Even the details are published, although there are, but very few. Unless it really doesn't work at all, it's normal to say it.
"After talking so much, you tell me what butterflies eat?" Liu Jing said reluctantly, "if in ancient times, half the people you talked like this would take it to invade the pig cage."
"OK, OK, I'm not searching?" Liu Jing looked. Bai Song was searching online with the search function in the game.
"Lying trough, it's true. I thought you knew." Liu Jing couldn't help but burst into foul language.
Bai Song glanced at Liu Jing and looked it up silently.
Bai Song didn't pay special attention to these knowledge in his previous life. Besides, even if he knew Bai Song, he didn't bother to recall. Why remember the things he could check by hand?
Great as Einstein once said: I never remember and think about things in the dictionary manual. My head is only used to remember and think about things that haven't been loaded into books.
Of course, this is what Einstein said. If Bai Song said it, it would seem a little forced.
"Well, I'll check it and I'll post it directly to you." Bai Song said and sent it directly to Liu Jing.
Liu Jing looked at it carefully after receiving it.
"Lying in the trough, you can eat even animal dung and soil? Are you true or false?" Liu Jing looked at the information sent to him by Bai Song: "is this still an elegant and beautiful butterfly in my heart? The three views are broken!"
Bai Song rubbed his nose. Unexpectedly, the taste of butterflies was so unique.
"Well... The fire butterfly is the old man's pet anyway. The taste has been raised. At least the feces and soil won't eat." Bai Song looked at the butterfly recipe and said, "what's said in this should be tree juice."
"What you checked is only real butterflies. It's a game, big brother. How can it be confused with real data." Liu Jing slightly helped his forehead: "and maybe fire butterflies flew out of the forest?"
"Myth" is not the kind of game in the past. Many of its principles are linked to reality. No matter how different fire butterflies are, they are also the types of butterflies. "Bai Song looked at Liu Jing's eyes and said seriously:" the old man said that they must be in the forest. "
Looking at Bai Song's serious eyes, he helplessly spread his hands: "well, let's look separately and contact in time if we find it."
With these words, they went east and West separately.
Bai Song's search speed is very fast. At the same time, he picks up stones and throws them on different pine trees around him. After throwing them, he closes his eyes to open his perception and sense the changes around him.
The sound of pine nuts falling, the trembling sound of leaves and the falling sound of fallen leaves can be distinguished by the white pine first recording it and then the next time.
All the sounds are temporarily recorded in the perception by the white pine. At this time, if there is a sudden sound of butterfly fan, you can distinguish it at once. But the perception of white pine is still very low. It can only distinguish three pine trees at the same time, and it must be very close.
When books come to use, they hate less!
"It's time to get some equipment that can improve perception," Bai Song said secretly.
At this time, the communicator vibrated and sent the azimuth coordinates from Liu Jingfang.
Bai Song couldn't help laughing bitterly. He was not as fast as Liu Jing. It seems that Liu Jing was lucky and found the fire butterfly before long.
Not thinking too much, Bai Song picked up his speed and rushed to the coordinate location sent by Liu Jing. When he saw Liu Jing, Bai Song deliberately slowed down his pace and didn't disturb the fire butterfly.
Liu JINGMAO hid behind a tree with his waist. Bai songshun saw the lineup of fire butterflies with the eyes of fire butterflies. Although he had seen pictures of fire butterflies in his previous life, it was far less shocking than seeing real objects.
The wings of the fire butterfly are as translucent as amber, and the patterns on them are all flame patterns. The whole is like a handful of small flames, warm and beautiful.
"You try to control the point, send out a small flame, light the fuel I gave you before, and then you catch him in the way I said." Bai Song said to Liu Jing.
Liu Jing was a little nervous. He sent out a small flame according to the method said by Bai Song, and then extinguished it instantly and ignited the burning body.
With a sigh of relief, Liu Jing gently took the burning flame and approached the fire butterfly. The fire butterfly on the tree seemed to wake up from sleep.
Facing Liu Jing's approach, he didn't run away for the first time, but spread his wings with curiosity and slowly approached the flame in Liu Jing's hand.
The mouth of the fire butterfly is a long straw. It actually sucked the flame into its belly. At this time, Liu Jing put the fire butterfly in the cage hidden behind his back.