Chapter 1232 Good people are rewarded

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Unfortunately, the subsequent development did not go as smoothly as he imagined.

A twelve-year-old boy, even though he had gone hunting in the mountains with his family before, his knowledge and experience of the mountains was still lacking.

Coupled with the fact that he was hungry and weak at the time, as well as confused and hesitant about the future, not only did he not hunt any animals that could satisfy his hunger, but when night came, he fell ill from being exposed to the rain.

Although this young man should not have died, in the early morning of the next day, after he was shivering, cold and unconscious, he was discovered by an old hunter in the mountains, who rescued him back to his thatched hut.

The life experience of this old hunter is similar to that of Zhao Qinghu. His family was killed in a sudden flood many years ago. He was so grief-stricken that he went to live alone in the depths of Wushan Mountain.

But this old hunter is not a fool like Zhao Qinghu. Not only is he rich in hunting experience, but he never leaves any gaps in his shots. And they often send excess prey skins to the county town to sell them in exchange for salt and rice.

This old hunter didn't have any other hobbies. When he arrived in the county, he liked to go to teahouses and taverns to listen to stories. Later, he even saw warlords fighting from a distance in the mountains. Gradually, he came to know the power of guns and artillery, and he took it seriously.

You must know that when he grew up in the deep mountains and old forests, he sometimes encountered wild beasts such as bears and leopards. He suffered from the weak power of the bow, arrow and hunting knife in his hand, so he always ran away. Fortunately, he had certain attainments in skill and hunting experience, so he did not become the prey of wild beasts, but he was always looking for means and weapons to protect himself.

Now that I know the power of the steel gun, I naturally feel a little bit happy. I thought that if I had such a gun in my hand, I would not be afraid even if I encountered a tiger or leopard face to face.

Not long after, he saw the warlords fighting again. This time he didn't run away, but quietly hid on the edge of the battlefield, wondering if he could take advantage of the chaos to pick up a gun.

It was a coincidence. He didn't pick up the gun, but when he saw one of the parties being defeated and fleeing, a fleeing soldier was accidentally hit by a stray bullet dozens of meters in front of him, and fell to the ground instantly. Sorry.

The victorious side didn't know if they had other tasks, and they didn't pay much attention when cleaning the battlefield. They hurriedly collected the weapons and ammunition on the ground and then withdrew.

The old hunter didn't dare to move, he just stared at the rifle next to the killed soldier not far ahead. It wasn't until night was about to fall and no one was around that the old hunter suppressed his pounding heart and walked to the corpse.

But just when he reached for the steel gun on the ground, a hand grabbed his arm tightly, which almost scared the old hunter to death on the spot.

It turned out that the soldier was not hit in the vital part. He was lying still because he was afraid of being shot again when he got up, so he lay on the ground and did not dare to move. But as time passed, although the bullet on his shoulder was not fatal, the constant bleeding made him weaker and weaker, and eventually he no longer had the strength to stand up. It wasn't until he saw the old hunter approaching that he grasped the only life-saving straw.

To say that the old Orion was unwilling to save people, it was not that he was not kind, but that he was afraid of retaliation and was unwilling to participate in such things. But he couldn't bear the pleading of the wounded soldier, so he felt soft and carried him back to his mountain hut for treatment.

Although the old hunter was not a doctor, he had been hunting in the mountains all year round, and at least he knew some folk remedies and techniques for treating diseases. In addition, the wounded soldier's shot was not a vital part, so he really cured his injuries.

Although there are many white-eyed wolves in this world, fortunately, this wounded soldier still knew how to repay his kindness. After his injury improved slightly, he began to teach the old Orion how to shoot.

At this time, the old hunter realized that not everyone could use this long and heavy thing. If no one taught him, he would have been unable to fire even if he picked up a gun.

The old hunter also knows that to have a gun, you must have bullets. A gun without bullets is useless than a fire stick.

So for a while, he kept going to the original battlefield to hunt for treasures. Because he clearly remembered that the victorious army that day did not clean the battlefield carefully, and there must be many guns and bullets left on the battlefield.

Not to mention, taking advantage of the familiar terrain and his original memory, he found three rifles and a short gun, as well as hundreds of rounds of ammunition, in the corners of the battlefield.

This time, my wish came true.

Under the guidance of the wounded soldier, he learned that the rifle in his hand was made in Hanyang. It was considered to be one of the better rifles in the country. It was no less good than a bow and arrow for hunting.

Of course, after a period of training and guidance from the wounded soldier, he also knew how to maintain the gun and how to shoot.

However, the marksmanship is a bit awkward. Within 50 meters, it is just fine. Beyond 50 meters, it depends on God's will.

But just like this, it was much better than using a bow and arrow before.

Later, the wounded soldier left, taking only what he said was an outdated sleeve rifle and a dozen rounds of bullets, and promised that he would definitely come back to repay the old Orion for his life-saving grace in the future when he became rich.

The old Orion spent several years alone in the mountains until he met Zhao Qinghu who was seriously ill.

After Zhao Qinghu regained consciousness and told the old Orion about his family background, the old Orion fell in love with this young man with a tough head and a miserable life experience, so he took him in.

From then on, Zhao Qinghu followed the old hunter to learn hunting and shooting. Later, he even worshiped the old hunter as his adoptive father. However, the old hunter, who also lost all his family, was so happy that his heart flew with joy. The child's cultivation is even more dedicated.

He didn't expect that one of his good deeds would lead to him receiving such an informed, lively son, and his own fortune would be settled. This is why good people must be rewarded.

With hope in life, he naturally did not want Zhao Qinghu to waste time in the mountains with him anymore, so he took Zhao Qinghu back to live in Panjia'ao.

The old hunter had some savings from hunting for more than ten years, so he spent money to rebuild Zhao Qinghu's old house, which had become a mess. He also paid to send Zhao Qinghu to the town to learn reading and literacy from others. .

Zhao Qinghu was already 16 years old at this time. Because he had enough nutrition at home, and he had almost no shortage of meat with his adoptive father in the past few years, and he diligently practiced family martial arts, his body grew strong and strong. He is more than seven feet tall, and although his face is still green, he already has a somewhat heroic look.

Zhao Qinghu was also very filial to his adoptive father. Seeing that the old man was getting older, he no longer allowed his adoptive father to go hunting in the mountains. And he was also grateful that the villagers in the village remembered their old friendship and did not swallow up his family's old house in the few years after he disappeared. Instead, they helped pack up a lot of belongings when he was away. Keep it for him.