When we entered the mountain in the morning, the dew was heavy, and the air was filled with moisture. The soil on the ground was soft, and every time we stepped on the mud, Zhou Qiao was already familiar with this kind of mountain road. He walked for a long time without breaking a sweat or even panting. , on the other hand, Yang Qian looked energetic and energetic on weekdays. Unexpectedly, after walking more than 20 miles of mountain roads, he was so tired that he was panting heavily and sweating profusely. He was worse than Old Man Lin who was walking at the front. Woolen cloth!
"Yang Gan, what's the matter with you? Mr. Lin is over eighty years old and he's still out of breath?" Zhou Qiao asked teasingly.
Yang Gan smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhou, you also know that this old man is used to walking on mountain roads all year round. Unlike me who lives in the city and usually goes out of bed and in bed, how can I adapt to such mountain roads for a while?"
Hearing what he said was interesting, Zhou Qiao couldn't help but laugh: "Uncle Lin, let's take a break first and take a rest."
Uncle Lin who was walking in front stopped when he heard that we were about to take a break, took a cigarette bag and lit it in a pot and started smoking...
Yang Gan thanked him with tears in his eyes and hurried to the side to find some water.
A crow flew over a towering ancient tree branch in the distance with a strange cry, which was particularly harsh and creepy in this silent forest.
As soon as Yang Gan sat down on the stone, a dark thing suddenly fell from the tree and landed on top of his head. It was still moving. Yang Gan's three souls frightened his seven souls. He didn't dare to move and even stopped breathing.
Zhou Qiao took a closer look and saw a small black snake with an oval head curled up on Yang Gan's head. It made a "hissing" sound and was looking at them with cold eyes. Zhou Qiao knew that this was a highly venomous snake. The snake eyes signaled Yang Qian not to move.
After a while, I saw Uncle Lin smoking next to him waving his hand.
, a slender bamboo stick was shot at the black snake above Yang Gan's head.
With a "bang" sound, the black snake's head was pierced by the force, and the black snake was directly nailed to the tree trunk behind the poplar trunk.
Yang Gan immediately collapsed to the ground, his facial muscles twitched, and he shouted and kicked the black snake that was pinned behind him. He also muttered: "Let you scare me... I'll kick you to death... I'll kick you to death."
"Uncle Lin, your skills are really amazing!" Uncle Qi praised with a thumbs up.
Mr. Lin chuckled and said: "It's just a small trick. This is one of the life-saving skills that every mountain ranger must know! It is common to encounter snakes, insects, rats, and ants while walking in the mountains."
"No wonder Uncle Lin has so much experience!" Yang Qian said sincerely.
"Haha, this young man is very good at flattering, I like him." Mr. Lin laughed.
Zhou Qiao said, "If you had itchy hands and took off the straw hat, you would be in such a mess. The realgar powder in your bag will only make the snakes around you afraid to approach, but the ones with their heads falling off the trees will be useless."
Hearing this, Yang Qian immediately smiled and explained: "Hey, I've learned a lesson this time! Brother Zhou, don't be angry, don't be angry..."
Zhou Qiao shook his head helplessly.
Uncle Lin said again: "Okay! Let's continue on our way. We haven't even reached one-tenth yet!"
Everyone got up and set off again. After what happened just now, Yang Qian was even more cautious this time. He had to look around every few steps for fear of accidentally dropping something, and he didn't dare to pick off his hat randomly again.
Just like this, from morning to dark, the surrounding plants have almost engulfed people, except for the traces of wild beasts. Unknowingly, the sun gradually sets over the mountain, night begins to fall, and the surrounding becomes deep and dark. got up.
Uncle Lin looked up at the sky: "It might rain tonight."
"Then quickly find a place to hide from the rain!" Zhou Qiao suggested.
"Okay" Uncle Lin replied.
Yang Gan's sharp eyes spotted a cave not far away on the hillside. It was very shallow and several feet wide, and could barely accommodate a few people. Zhou Qiao and Yang Gan went to pick up some dry firewood and came back. Uncle Qi carried a few large leaves and hay and spread them on the ground. , and lit the dry firewood they collected. The forest was not as cold as usual at night, and several people were exhausted after all the hard work.
"Oh, I'm freezing to death. I've never suffered so much in my life," Yang Gan rubbed his arms and wailed.
After the fire was burning, Uncle Qi took out the prepared dry food and handed it to Zhou Qiao and Uncle Lin each. Zhou Qiao ate grilled steamed buns and chatted with Mr. Lin.
Although Mr. Lin is old, he has a bold and talkative personality. You can always benefit a lot from talking to him. Zhou Qiao was eating steamed buns while listening to Mr. Lin's story about their life-long experience of collecting ginseng in the mountains.
"By the way, Uncle Lin, you said there are a lot of medicinal materials around here, right?" Zhou Qiao asked.
"Well, many people say so." Uncle Lin nodded affirmatively.
Zhou Qiao swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and asked again: "Then have you collected ginseng that is over a century old?"
"No, century-old ginseng is rare but hard to come by!" Uncle Lin sighed regretfully.
After a while, it started to rain heavily outside. The sound of rain was like the cry of God, which was particularly breathtaking in the forest.
"I don't know if Linfeng is still alive. There is no trace of him along the way?" Uncle Qi asked worriedly.
Mr. Lin comforted him and said, "Qiwazi, don't worry! The young man is a lucky man, and he will turn disaster into good luck."
"Well, I hope so." Uncle Qi nodded.
"Hey" Zhou Qiao suddenly shouted in surprise.
Uncle Qi asked: "What's wrong, Xiao Zhou?"
Zhou Qiao said nothing, picked up the straw hat, put it on his head, and quickly got into the grass below. After a while, he came back with a wild rabbit.
"Rabbit, haha, you are so lucky!"
Yang Gan's eyes shone and he jumped up excitedly.
"Little brother, that's amazing, you can actually catch prey when it rains," Mr. Lin said happily.
Zhou Qiao smiled calmly: "I just saw something moving in the grass. I ran down and saw that it was a rabbit, so I caught it and ate it as a snack."
Zhou Qiao removed the fur from the rabbit, skinned it, washed it, and roasted it on the fire. After a while, a burst of fragrance came from the rabbit;
Zhou Qiao tore the roasted rabbit legs into pieces and distributed them to Yang Gan, Uncle Qi and Mr. Lin.
A group of people just gathered around the fire and ate delicious game. The bonfire lit up everyone's tired faces and also illuminated their smiles.
When everyone was getting ready to rest at night, Zhou Qiao suggested that he and Uncle Qi take turns keeping watch at night. After all, the mountains were no better than the villages. Once they fell asleep, they were very likely to encounter wild beasts.
"Okay! Then it's up to you, Xiao Zhou and Qi Wazi. You two take turns to keep vigil." Mr. Lin nodded in agreement.
"Uncle Qi, you stay up half the night and wake me up in the second half of the night." Zhou Qiao thought for a while and added.
"No problem!" Uncle Qi replied cheerfully.
The night was getting deeper and deeper. Yang Qian and Mr. Lin were exhausted after staying up all day and fell asleep. Zhou Qiao lay on the grass, closed his eyes and rested, and gradually fell asleep. In the middle of the night, he changed shifts with Uncle Qi,
At about 3 o'clock in the morning, the rain had stopped. Zhou Qiao planned to go for a convenience. He walked to a bush not far away and found a palm-sized open space. After finishing the work, he was about to go back.
With his keen ears, he immediately caught a hint of movement coming from outside the grass.
"who"
A weasel wearing small clothes and a small hat emerged from the grass, standing on two legs and speaking human words.
"Young man, do you think I look human?"
Zhou Qiao immediately realized that this was the weasel "asking for seal"
It is said that someone is walking in the wild and encounters a well-trained weasel. When it sees the person, it suddenly stands up straight and may wear a straw hat on its head. If the spiritual person is high, the person will hear the weasel ask: "What do you see?" Do I look like a human being?”
If this person says he is like a human being, then Weasel will succeed in seeking the title, his practice will reach a higher level, and his skill will be greatly increased; if the answer is not like a human being, or he will be cursing, I'm sorry, Weasel will lose decades of Taoism, Weasel They are very vengeful animals and the consequences of messing with them will be serious.
Zhou Qiao naturally knew what to say. He pretended to be confused, "You are a human being."
The weasel immediately fell into a mysterious state, his appearance seemed to be sluggish, and the special aura in the air gathered on him. The power of the weasel rose rapidly, and then slowly declined.
After a quarter of an hour, this change gradually disappeared
Weasel followed the example of a human and hugged Zhou Qiao's fists, then bent down and bowed and thanked him, "I would like to thank Mr. Xiao for the seal. If Mr. Mr. needs help in the future, he can recite "Please show Huang Xian" three times in his heart. I'll go help you before the meeting." After saying that, he turned around and got into the grass and disappeared!
