Chapter 417: The Wind Rises on Changbai Mountain (Part II)

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"Come in!"

After whispering, Lao Chen limped around and walked back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If ordinary guests who go into the mountains to hunt really see him lukewarm, and his legs and feet are not flexible, they will be angry somewhat. But Wang Zheng: They are obviously not ordinary people.

"Don't be angry, several. Lao Chen doesn't know how to speak!"

"It's fine!"

Wang Zheng waved his hand at the old director, and after letting the car be parked in the courtyard, he only entered the courtyard with Zhao Defang and a few others to sit in the north-facing hall facing south.

Wang Zheng originally thought that a single man's house would be very messy. I never thought that although the contents were shabby, they were cleaned up and unexpectedly neat. neatly reminded Wang Zheng of the military!

"Let's sit casually, the mountains are simple, and there is nothing to entertain!" The old director was like a master here, and politely took a few maza for Wang Zheng to sit down, and then got some water from the thermos next to him.

"Thank you, you're welcome! We're not thirsty!" After a pause, Wang Zheng turned to the taciturn middle-aged man next to him, "Old Uncle Chen, when do you think we can leave?"

After glancing at him, "If you want to enter the mountain, you can do it at any time!"

"Before we came back, the old director had already told us. Rest assured, money is not an issue!"

"It's not about money!" interrupted Lao Chen coldly.

"Then you say, let's listen!"

Wang Zheng's always peaceful attitude made Lao Chen's face soften, "First of all, after entering the mountain, you can't pick ginseng with a red rope!"

"No problem!" Wang Zheng was for the treasure, of course, he also wanted to find ginseng, after all, he still had a ginseng garden task on his head. However, he did not believe that he was so lucky to find wild ginseng in Changbai Mountain, which was more than 100 years old. As for the hundred years after more than a year of collection, Wang Zheng has almost made it up. At the end of the day, you can spend some money to get it together, and there is no need to make extraneous branches at such a time.

As for Zhao Defang, he didn't lack ginseng or anything. I don't want to spend unplanned effort.

"Secondly, after entering the mountain, you can't fight the prey that is pregnant with cubs!"

Since ancient times, the Chinese have understood the principle of 'rest and recuperation' and not exhaust themselves to catch fish. The old hunters who rely on the mountains will do the same.

Of course, Wang Zheng agreed to this without much thought. In addition, this time they went into the mountains, and the hunting itself was just an excuse for them to cover up.

"Finally, the Changbai Mountain is different from the outside of the mountains, and there are many taboo places, so it is best not to disturb when passing by. ”

"What secrets are there in Changbai Mountain?" Zhao Defang suddenly asked.

Lao Chen glanced at him, "The ugly words are finished with you, if you lose your life because of curiosity in the end, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

After the words fell, Lao Chen stood up and walked into the side room.

"Don't mind, don't mind, he's used to it like this, and he doesn't mean to target you!" the old director hurriedly started a round.

"It's okay!" Wang Zheng smiled and waved his hand, "Old Director, is there really anything taboo in this Changbai Mountain?"

"Yes!" the old director nodded, then smiled, "But it's all been a legend for many years, and I don't know if it's true." However, Lao Chen walks in the White Mountain all the year round, and it must be right to listen to him! Oh, by the way, there is a place where you must not come close!"

"Where is it?" Wang Zheng hurriedly asked.

"Wolf Head Peak!"

The old director said with a cautious face.

"Wolf Head Peak?" Wang Zheng and Zhao Defang glanced at each other, and each saw the surprise in the depths of their eyes.

"Old director, what else can you say about this wolf head peak?" Wang Zheng said quietly.

"Hmm!" nodded, and the old director said with a trace of memory in his eyes, "From here to Wolf's Head Peak, you have to pass through a river called the Black Dragon River, and there is something in that river." ”

"What is it?" Zhao Defang said suddenly.

He wanted to trap Wang Zheng here, but he didn't want to put himself in it. Therefore, they are more concerned about any unplanned risk factors than others.

"I heard from the elders that he was the river god of the Black Dragon River, but no one could tell me what was going on. However, we all know in this mountain that the Black Dragon River cannot be approached. As for the Wolf Head Peak on the other side of the Black Dragon River, it was also a dangerous place in the early days, where wolves were everywhere. So, over time, it became a forbidden place for hunters in the mountains. ”

Just when Zhao Defang was about to ask in detail, in the next room, Lao Chen, who was carrying an already old cowhide backpack and a single-barreled shotgun in his hand, walked out.

"If you want to enter the mountain, go now, or you will have to wait for tomorrow!"

"Let's go now!"

Wang Zheng nodded and stood up.

Zhao Defang is also unwilling to wait until tomorrow. He is busy with things here, and when he returns to Hong Kong, there is still a lot of work waiting for him to deal with.

Everyone came to the courtyard together, and Wang Zheng and Zhao Defang respectively took out the things they had prepared in advance from the trunk and carried them on their shoulders.

After locking the car door, Wang Zheng said, "It's okay for our car to stay here, right?"

Lao Chen nodded, and then picked three from his dog group to take them. After he locked the door and said goodbye to the old director, the group began to march along the mountain path into the depths of the jungle.

In the beginning, there were some roads that used to be made by cars pulling wood, but the more you went inside, the narrower the road became, and gradually the trees became thicker and thicker, and there were more and more thorns. Everything has become a situation of recklessness.

"Wang Zheng, we're not here to hunt, we can't just go!"

Zhao Defang whispered in his ear.

"I know, I've already told him. Now the direction we are going is Baektu Peak!"

Zhao Defang's eyes narrowed, "It seems that you remember that treasure map very clearly!"

"Hehe, if I don't keep a backup, wouldn't I be sorry for your suspicions, 'Father-in-law'?"

Anyway, when you get here, there is no need to hide this kind of thing.

"Remember the deal we negotiated at the beginning!" Zhao Defang said with a cold face.

"Don't worry!"

After agreeing, he squinted at the back of Zhao Defang leaving, and after smiling faintly, Wang Zheng strode up to follow.

The Changbai Mountains straddle the borders of China, Russia and North Korea, with a width of nearly 400 kilometers. With Wang Zheng's pace, it was only more than 30 kilometers until it got dark.

The mountain road is rugged and difficult, and you have to find your way through thorns in the middle. Naturally, the speed cannot be compared to flat ground.

Seeing that the night was approaching, under the leadership of Lao Chen, who knew the way, everyone found a valley near the river and set up camp.

Everyone had prepared dry food and drinking water in their backpacks, and the weather was not too cold in September, so they didn't raise a bonfire, so they listened to the roar of wolves, insects, tigers and leopards in Changbai Mountain, and finished dinner.

In addition, everyone is not a person in the first place. In addition, they were all silent, so there was no one to chat, and after arranging the order of the vigil, they each got into their own tents.

Because they are not at ease with each other, when arranging the vigil, both sides agreed that each party will have one person each, and it will be rotated every two hours. At the same time, because of this confrontation intentionally or unintentionally, the night watchmen naturally do not stay together. Just like what Wang Zheng sees now, the two of them are east and west, and no one interferes with anyone more than ten meters apart.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Noticing Wang Zheng coming over, Wang Gan, who was bored, hurriedly stood up.

"Sit down!"

Wang Zheng waved his hand and sat down on a fairly smooth stone next to him.

Noticing the movement here, Zhao Defang next to him arranged for the person on duty at night to take a look at this side. Because they didn't know each other, he didn't come over. But his eyes always stayed on the two of them.

Wang Zheng ignored him, and after lowering his voice, "Is there any news of Zhao Tian and them?"

"I just received a message from him through the 'Global Communication System', which will be in the mountains and forests a hundred meters behind us. Whenever the boss needs it, they'll be there in no time!"

Wang Qian also said in a low voice.

After the mobile phone signal is gone, the small size, convenient communication, global interconnection, and artificial intelligence program of the 'global communication terminal' has become a bridge between the two parties.

"You let him fall behind, and I don't summon them, so that they don't lean over. ”

"Understood!"

"Who?" Wang Qian suddenly turned around and whispered.

"It's me!"

As the slightly old and cold voice sounded, Lao Chen's lame figure appeared in Wang Zheng's eyes little by little from the shadow of the tree.

"Old Uncle Chen, why are you here?" Wang Zheng stood up and said.

"Get up and feed the dogs, and come here when I see you here!"

"You sit!"

Lao Chen nodded and sat down on the stone next to him.

"Qianzi, go to my backpack and bring the beef and the second pot head inside! I'll drink some with Uncle Chen!"

Wang Qian nodded, and quickly brought out the things he wanted from the tent.

The beef was brought out of the villa when Wang Zheng came. Usually put it in the space ring is not afraid of damage, this will be in the backpack these are secretly taken out when eating at night.

As a high-end meat of 'Taoyuan Ji', although the beef is cold, when you open the plastic bag outside, you can still ask for a pungent aroma.

Lao Chen, who often hunts game in the mountains, is also a knowledgeable person, and when he smelled this smell, his cold face was instantly moved.

"This beef is so delicious!"

"Hehe, eat more fragrant!" As he spoke, Wang Zheng handed over the two pots he brought.

If it is really delicious, then Erguotou is naturally not as good as his monkey drunk and hibiscus drunk, but these two kinds of wine belong to the ranks of fruit wines, and the taste is soft, suitable for wine table and self-drinking;

The second pot head and the burning knife are the favorites of people like Lao Chen, just like Russians like the fierce Wotga.

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