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Liu Wei asked: "How do you deal with the remains of the dead?"

The old man said truthfully: "The river is burned with fire. According to Hindu customs, half of the body is burned and pushed into the river!"

Liu Wei nodded: "The wreckage on my hand is the corpse pushed into the river. The corpse has become a man-eating catfish, which is the food of the devil you mentioned in your mouth."

"Cannibal catfish?" The villagers first heard this term. They all called the demon in front of them "Sus", and they couldn't say what the specific meaning was.

Liu Wei explained: "Yes, cannibal catfish, it is a mutant species of fish, fed with carrion!"

Older people do not believe Liu Wei’s words and show a questioning expression, and Liu Wei does not forcibly instill the scientific knowledge he knows, and respects their customs and beliefs.

Liu Wei finally reminded: "You don't go to rivers and activities in the future."

Looking at the dissected man-eating catfish, "According to your request, kill it, what are you going to do with it?"

"Burn!" The old man said without hesitation. In his heart, only after burning the monster to ashes would he feel at ease.

"Can the fish head be left to me?" Liu Wei asked.

"What are you doing?" The villagers puzzled.

Liu Wei smiled and said: "The weather is a bit cold, stew a hot pot or boil soup!"

The first thing that shocked the Deere team was that Deere stretched a hand over Liu Wei's shoulder. "Liu Wei, I heard it right? Are you going to eat it?"

Liu Wei turned back and said: "You heard it right, right, aren't you filming the wilderness to survive? I just heard that you haven't eaten in two days, just eat together!"

Deere took a sip of water and couldn't take the word.

First, looking at the monster in front of me, I really can't lift my appetite, and I'm still a little afraid. Can this kind of fish that grew up eating corpses eat it?

Secondly, I was a little ashamed when I heard Liu Wei mentioned that he hadn’t eaten in two days. The wilderness survival they took was indeed a bit unprofessional.

"Ou~, crazy, crazy!" The old man stared at Liu Wei and shook his head.

Last second, he was regarded as the saint who killed the monster. The next second, he heard that Liu Wei was going to eat it, and the villagers regarded Liu Wei as a lunatic.

Liu Wei didn't hesitate, took his engineer's shovel, squatted down, and looked at the man-eating catfish with a smile, "Sorry, today I want to try the meat!"

Go down with a knife.

Simply neat.

Hide the fish head.

He turned back to the villagers and said, "You can burn the rest! I can't finish it, but I think you can also taste it. The catfish meat is very delicate!"

"Crazy, lunatic!" Several women looked at Liu Wei, holding hands.

Several villagers came up and carried the back half of the catfish, and set up a fire not far away to prepare to burn the devil in their hearts.

"Fatty, those are yours. I'll give you some soup later!" Liu Wei said, pointing at the fish gut on the ground.

"Wang Wang~"

Chubby was very excited and ran up, biting it, and it felt good.

"Good dog, eat more!" Liu Wei encouraged, looking back at Deere. Deere leaned back and did not know what it meant to look at him, but he felt a little bad.

"Liu Wei, do you need any help?" he asked.

Liu Wei asked: "Is there a pot in the camp?"

"The pot? There is something!" the lead quickly agreed, "I'll get it for you!"

Liu Wei briefly dealt with the head of the cannibal catfish, "Brothers, outdoor conditions are limited, and eating fish is already very good. I am going to use the fish head to make some soup and warm my body."

After the pot was picked up, Liu Wei dug a small pit on the edge of the river bed, put a few stones on both sides, and found firewood in the wood and burned it.

Without preparation, the fish head was chopped in half and thrown into the pot, put a little salt.

"Okay, brothers, often the most advanced ingredients only need the simplest cooking method, we just need to wait patiently!"

After eating the cannibal catfish, Liu Wei was a person who dared to swallow the centipede. What a mutant catfish is, in the final analysis, it is still a fish.

However, the audience thinks that cannibal catfish grew up eating corpses, and they will feel very sick in their hearts.

Deere thought for a while, and came to Liu Wei again and asked, "Liu Wei, do you really want to eat it?"

Liu Wei nodded, "What's wrong?"

"It's a demon!" Deere reminded.

Liu Wei smiled and asked, "Do you believe in demons?"

Deere shook his head, "I'm an atheist, don't believe this!"

"Then you're afraid of chicken feathers?" Liu Wei reiterated, "It's just a fish. It's a delicious fish. Have you just captured the video of the fish?"

The photographer who followed Deere nodded, "It's all taken!"

Liu Wei pointed out: "After a while, after the fish soup is ready, you also try it, let them record it, and then go back and compile a weird story, the playback volume must be very high!"

"Really?" When Deere's eyes opened, he had the idea of ​​eating fish to get the effect of the show, but he was afraid, and someone needed to encourage him. It happened that Liu Wei talked about what he most wanted-the amount of broadcast.

Liu Wei smiled and said, "Can I still lie to you? The audience likes to watch that kind of excitement. Look at Ye Bei's survival, more excitement, eat everything? Your few dead fish have no program effect!"

Deere ran his throat again, thinking that Liu Wei's videos are all tens of millions of views. He thought that Liu Wei should understand the audience's appetite better, so he might be right.

Isn't it just to eat a fish?

What kind of demons are there in this world? He is not a believer.

As a wilderness survival expert, I dare not even eat a fish. Isn't it embarrassing to spread it?

After a long struggle, Deere patted his legs and said, "I eat!"

The audience in the live broadcast laughed.

"Hahaha, this survival expert named Deere was fooled by Awei!"

"Expert? I think it's a brick house! Is there a beast? Is it coming out to eat fish!"

Liu Wei opened the lid of the pot, and the white mist poured out. After it was dispersed, the soup in the pot became milky white, and it continued to boil with the temperature of the bottom of the pot.

"Brothers, it looks pretty good!" Liu Wei said.

Dear got up and looked, and at first glance saw the big white eyes of the man-eating catfish, with some fear.

Liu Wei scooped a little soup with a shovel and tried his mouth. He nodded with satisfaction, "Well, brothers, it's great, it's very fresh!"

Burying the fire with sand, Liu Wei cut the bamboo rod that Deere just fished into two pairs of chopsticks and handed him, "You can eat!"

Deere reached out and took over the chopsticks. He whispered something to Liu Wei, and Liu Wei smiled after hearing it, expressing his willingness to cooperate with him.

The two sat in front of the camera and Deere smiled: "This is my third day of survival in the Indus Valley. I haven't eaten for two days. Today, after our efforts, I was able to eat a meal. Sitting next to me, this is a famous wildlife research expert in China. He has a lot of survival experience in the wild. He told me that the man-eating catfish in the pot is delicious. I want to try it now..."

With a smile on his face, Liu Wei couldn’t laugh anymore. He wanted to ask Deere: "Can you change a few lines? Does your crew have no screenwriter?"