"Brother Liang, how do you think we can catch a live leopard?"
Zhao Lin asked Liang Song while patrolling the streets.
Liang Song was a serious hunter, and he knew much more about hunting than he, a halfway monk named Er Duidao.
Liang Song gave him a strange look, "We're catching leopards just for the skin, what do you want to do with a living?"
"There is a medicinal ingredient in my practice prescription, which is the blood of wild beasts. Master said that leopard blood is the most effective, so I thought about whether it was possible to get it."
When it came to his absolute privacy, Zhao Lin made up an excuse.
"The medicine you use for practicing is quite strange."
Liang Song thought for a while and said: "There are indeed leopards in Baektu Mountain, but it is too difficult to catch them, let alone catch them alive."
"The only way is to wait for it, use fresh pork and mutton as bait, then set a trap, or hide and wait for it to appear and shoot it with a bow and arrow."
"But leopards are extremely vigilant and don't want to take risks easily. They only eat fresh meat and have to get new ones every day. They may be busy for ten days and a half and get nothing, so no one is willing to do this kind of loss-making business. .”
"So difficult?"
Zhao Lin was a little disappointed, thinking how could he spend so much time catching leopards in the mountains, and that was Beard's territory, so it would be troublesome if they blocked him.
Liang Song suddenly slapped his head, "By the way, now that we have money, we can find people to do these things."
Zhao Lin's eyes lit up, "You mean to invite someone?"
"right!"
Liang Song nodded and said: "In the past, fur traders and medicinal material dealers often came to the mountains just to purchase a certain kind of medicinal materials or animal skins. They usually paid a high price so that everyone would be willing to do it."
Zhao Lin pawed his hands and said, "That's great. There are so many hunters in Paektu Mountain. It's wonderful to let them work for me!"
"What kind of job?"
"It means working hard."
Zhao Lin did what he said, but neither he nor Liang Song was convenient to come forward, so he asked He Qingquan for help.
He Qing is old and frail all year round and is incompetent as a catcher, but he has experience in doing these things.
He went to the medicine hall in Paektu Mountain town and stated that he wanted to buy live leopards. He left ten taels of silver as a deposit. He then posted notices everywhere and soon spread the news to various villages and towns.
Baitou Mountain, Hejiatun.
"I bought the leopard at a high price of fifty taels. I don't want the fur to be intact. Just live it, or half-dead...?"
"Li Shazhen Chongyuan Hall."
In front of the big tree at the head of the village, the village chief He Laokan read loudly to the notice on the tree.
Dozens of men, women and children were gathered under the tree, listening to him attentively.
"Uncle Kan, is this notice true? Could someone be so stupid as to pay fifty taels of silver to accept a leopard?" said a man wearing a sheepskin vest.
"That's right, the price is comparable to that of a strange beast." Someone said next to the sheepskin vest.
He Laokan stretched out his hand and clicked on the end of the notice, "Did you see it? There is the seal of Chongyuantang here. It is 80% impossible to fake. They are collecting live leopards, which are no easier to catch than exotic animals."
The sheepskin vest nodded, "It is true that a live leopard is difficult to catch, but the price is still too high to be true."
"Uncle Jin Bao, isn't it better to bid too high?" a teenage girl giggled.
The sheepskin vest glanced at her, "You don't understand, what if we spent a long time catching the leopard and they don't recognize it?"
"At that time, a man appeared out of nowhere and said he was willing to pay five taels of silver. Do you want to sell it or not? If you sell it, you will lose money. If you don't sell it, you will lose money."
"There have been unscrupulous fur traders who have done this kind of thing before. Can't we ask clearly?"
He Laokan stroked his gray beard and said, "Jin Bao, why don't you go to town and ask Chongyuantang?"
"Okay, I'll go now!"
Jin Bao said nothing and strode towards the town.
Half an hour later, Jin Bao hurried back.
Most of the people who were watching under the tree just now were there. Someone impatiently shouted from a distance: "Jin Bao, how are you? Is it true?"
Jin Bao grinned, "Really! Chong Yuantang said that they even paid a deposit, ten taels of silver!"
Everyone got excited when they heard this.
"Great! We have to do something big and we can't let other villages steal this opportunity."
“It’s time for the autumn hunting season, let’s take the lead with the leopard!”
"Jin Pao Tou's surname is Jin, and Jin Bao's surname is also Jin. I think this will work..."
…
This afternoon, Zhao Lin, as usual, took advantage of the opportunity to spend money in advance.
When he returned to Liuhemen, there was a boxing competition in the courtyard, which was a regular competition between apprentices.
Zhu Huaishan was sitting on the sidelines with a few disciples to watch. When he saw Zhao Lin coming in, he smiled and waved: "Come, sit down, maybe you will also take a disciple next year."
Zhao Lin obediently walked over and sat down, watching the apprentices compete in martial arts.
It's been a while since he participated in a boxing match.
The main reason is that although he is at the second level of the power realm, the two apprentices at the third level of the power realm are no match for him, and the gap in strength is obvious.
Zhu Huaishan simply refused to let him participate anymore, so as not to cause psychological burden to others and undermine their self-confidence.
Zhao Lin came late and watched the boxing match for a while before it ended.
Zhu Huaishan was quite satisfied with the process, especially he praised the two new apprentices.
After the venue was vacated, Zhao Lin moved his body, walked to the equipment rack and took a "vibrator".
The vibrator is a short wooden stick, made of peach wood, shaped like a rolling pin.
Doctors use it to dredge qi and blood, reduce swelling and relieve pain, and warriors also use it to rub the meridians and tendons to achieve the purpose of training bones and strengthening muscles.
Zhao Lin held the vibration and sometimes rubbed it on his body, sometimes patting his whole body. He practiced for half an hour before stopping.
After taking a short rest, just as he was about to practice the Liuhe Stick Technique, someone knocked on the door outside.
Dong dong dong...
Zhao Lin is used to practicing near the gate so that he can monitor the movements outside.
Before the knock on the door, he had already heard the steady and powerful footsteps of three people. He speculated that the people coming were young and middle-aged warriors, most likely men.
But when he opened the door and took a look, he found that he had guessed wrong.
The first thing that came into view was an old man with frost-white beard and hair and long eyebrows. He was leaning on a faucet in his hand, his back was straight and his posture was elegant.
Behind the old man stood a pair of middle-aged men and women. The man had a resolute face and was calm and intimidating. The woman was petite and had straight eyebrows. It was obvious that she was a beauty in her youth.
The first impression these three people gave Zhao Lin was: very strong!
There is no strong energy in them, nor is there vigorous blood. The breath is lingering, indifferent, peaceful and upright, but it makes people have an irresistible thought.
"May I ask who the three seniors are looking for?" Zhao Lin unconsciously used honorifics.
The old man smiled slightly and said, "Is Zhu Huaishan here? Let him come to see me."
"Those people are..."
"Just say we are from Yanyun Mountain, and he will understand."
