The sun turned over the ridge and began to move in a southwesterly direction. The shadow of the mountain began to envelop the valley, and the wind blowing through the mountain forest brought the water vapor that permeated the waterhole, giving people a slight coolness.

In the woods to the east of the waterhole, the sound of conversation comes from far and near, accompanied by the sound of branches and leaves.

To the north, behind a nearly two-meter-high artemisia grass, Wang Ping, who was squatting on a stone raised from the ground, stretched out his little ears, listening to the familiar voice in it, and his face showed doubts.

"Who is Gu Laosan with?"

"Brother, you can still run away when you meet a black blind man, your life is really big!" one of the slightly rough voices sounded, and the tone was straightforward, which made people feel good.

A certain badger shook his head behind the grass, and secretly sighed that the people in the mountains were really simple. You don't have to guess to know, just think that someone has a good scar and forgets the pain, and 100% bragged to others.

"Uncle Damuge, when will we get to the bottom of the mountain?" Gu Lang's voice sounded, and his tone was a little stunned.

entered the live broadcast of Daxinganling, which was originally to cover up someone's oolong of "sleeping and driving" last night. But now that the equipment is also lost, I don't know where the hell I ran to, and I have long lost my original purpose. Gu Laosan was rare to be smart this time, and decided to go down the mountain first and then seek something else.

"Heh, Yamashita, it's almost there!" The man who spoke first didn't seem to be very interested in this topic, so he just answered lightly, and then there was no follow-up.

The slightly chaotic footsteps were heard by Wang Ping, and it was easy to judge that there were more than two people on the other side. It's just that I don't know why, it's always Gu Lang and this man named Damuge who are talking, but the others don't speak.

When they came to the waterhole, they stopped, apparently intending to take a break.

Pointing to the river that stretched out from the waterhole to the west, Damug said, "Oh, do you see? Follow the river all the way, and we'll go down the mountain." ”

"Oh, that's good!" With a clear direction to descend the mountain, Gu Laosan breathed a sigh of relief, then walked to the waterhole and bent down to wash his face, and at the same time took two sips of a handful of water in his hand, and sat on the ground with a sigh.

"By the way, Uncle Damuge......" Gu Laosan seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned his head to look at the three people behind him.

The three of them were talking in a low voice, when they were suddenly looked at by Gu Lang, and the faces of the two young men standing beside Damuge changed instantly. Damuge blocked the two of them quietly, looked at Gu Lang with a smile, and asked, "What's the matter, brother?"

Gu Lang didn't notice the faces of a few people, but asked curiously: "Is the ramp we walked down the mountain just now natural? How can there be such a strange place in this deep mountain and old forest?"

"Oh, that's what you said!" Damuge took two steps forward and sat side by side with Gu Lang by the waterhole, took the kettle on his back waist to fill the water, and said: "That's not natural, but the logging forest farm built here when the "people who had a good life" occupied the northeast. When they were driven away, the forest farm was abandoned. There were also several wooden houses under the ramp before. Ginseng pickers who run back and forth sometimes don't have time to go down the mountain, and they will rest there. But now it's not profitable to pick ginseng, and it's slowly gone. ”

"Oh, no wonder!" Gu Laosan nodded suddenly, and then asked as if unintentionally: "By the way, uncle, what are you doing? I see that the things you are carrying seem to be quite heavy, and there is a fishy smell." ”

The conversation paused for a few seconds, and Damug seemed to mumble something in a low voice, and then smiled: "We, ah, we just went into the mountains to pick some mountain goods." Those things are all dirty, don't they smell earthy!"

Wang Ping pouted his ass at this time, grabbed a handful of artemisia leaves that had just been pulled from front of him with trembling little paws, and stretched out under his tail tremblingly. Listening to the conversation on the edge of the waterhole not far away, I always felt that something was not right.

After tinkering for a while, the hairy face stretched out, and a certain badger tried not to look at the indescribable lump behind him, and stepped away from his short legs and quietly walked towards the waterhole.

Returning to the ash tree where the waist bag was placed, Wang Ping quietly lifted the waist bag, hid it in the grass behind the tree, and then turned around and approached the waterhole, quietly picking up the grass and looking out.

On the shore to the east of the waterhole, in addition to Gu Laosan, there were three other people. They all wore camouflage jackets, jeans and hiking boots, dressed as Northeast cowboys. The man at the head was still talking to Gu Lang in a low voice. Behind the two, the young two were burying their heads in the contents of the three baskets. The eyes of the two would fall on Gu Lang's body from time to time, and they seemed to be a little nervous.

"These three people seem to be a little wrong......"

Wang Ping dispelled the idea of going out to meet Gu Laosan immediately, and decided to observe it first. But at this time, there was a faint smell of blood in the air, accompanied by a familiar aura, which made a certain badger subconsciously shrug his nose.

Looking at the baskets of the trio, the eyes of a certain badger narrowed.

"Hehe, mountain goods, I'm afraid this mountain goods can't see the light, right?"

I don't know if there is a bug in Gu Laosan's attributes, or if it is a punishment given by God after showing too much. In short, from the moment a certain badger saw him, the relationship between this goods and the poachers became extraordinarily fateful.

Wang Ping sighed and slowly shrank back from the grass, slipped behind the tree and picked up his waist bag, intending to go around the backs of a few people to observe first. And at this moment, a fluttering sound of wings came from the tree, and a woodpecker landed on the branch, staring down at Wang Ping.

“ki~~ki~~”

Wang ping:...... Why does this bird look familiar?

A few people at the waterhole also heard the sound and looked up.

"Uncle, what kind of bird is this......? Odd. Gu Laosan asked.

"Oh, it's called a wooden stork. After Damug finished speaking, he turned around and saw that someone was still staring at him with a puzzled expression, so he smiled and explained: "That is, woodpecker." ”

"Woodpecker?" Gu Lang's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Then I know, it's a kind of beneficial bird! The book says that this kind of bird will help the big tree catch insects." ”

"ciao~#¥%#!" A young man behind Gu Lang suddenly sneered, and said something with disdain.

Gu Lang was puzzled and was about to look back, but he was patted on the shoulder by Damuge and laughed and turned back to the topic: "Little brother, you have been deceived by books." This bird is not a good bird, and it likes to pull the bark open and hide things inside. You've seen dead trees full of little holes in this woods, right? ”

"How can this be?" Gu Lang looked confused, and his three views were ruined.

"And that's not all!" said Damug laughed, "It's still very vindictive! If you provoke it, it will follow you and smack you on the head when you are not looking!"

At this time, Wang Pingzheng stared viciously at the woodpecker above his head.

"Lao Tzu has no grievances with you, why are you staring at me and doing? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will catch you and pull out all your hair?"

“ki~~ki~~”

A certain woodpecker barked twice at Wang Ping, winged and opened its pointed beak, looking ready to fight at any time.

"Yo-hee! you...... Forget it, brother is not available now, you better not mess with me......"

Thinking of Gu Laosan, who was still in the dark and a few blind people who might be bad guys, Wang Ping shook his head and decided to endure this wave first.

“kiki~~”

He wanted to endure it, but a certain bird was unwilling to endure it anymore. Seeing a certain badger under the tree turn its back, it fluttered its wings and swooped down, pecking at the back of Wang Ping's furry head.

The little ear turned a little, and when he heard the wind behind his head, Wang Ping was angry.

"Damn, don't you want to give face, right?"

At the moment when the woodpecker approached, a certain badger turned around and jumped up with a paw, which happened to flap on the wings of the rice.

“ki~！！”

There was a terrible scream and struggle in the grass, feathers flying, and the sound of wings fluttering could be heard far away.

There was a sudden silence at the waterhole.

Damuge narrowed his eyes for a moment, then turned his head and explained to a young man behind him. The young man nodded, held the knife at his waist with his hand, turned around and walked through the grass towards Wang Ping's position.