Wang Sanpao led the fat man around for a short time, and then said happily: "You go up to the forest over there and shout loudly." ”

Although the fat man didn't know why, he still ran more than two miles away, and then he was angry and dantian, and a deep voice broke out: "Yo-ho-ho-"

After shouting and running back, Wang Sanpao was still standing in place: "It's done, but I have to wait a little longer, just wait for the dark sky." ”

The fat man was covered by him, so he didn't ask, and he made all kinds of ideas in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what tricks Wang Sanpao was playing.

"Let's go." A flashlight suddenly appeared in Wang San's gunner, and then began to move rapidly on the snow. The fat man didn't dare to slack off, and carried Qiqi to chase after him.

After running a few hundred meters and stopping in front of a large snowdrift, Wang Sanpao lay on the ground, stretched his arm into the snow, and then took out a flying dragon and handed it to the fat man.

Tricks, huh? The fat man's brain is a little short-circuited. But he saw that Wang Sanpao kept moving on the snowdrift, and the flying dragons were thrown out by him, and when they were thrown on the snow, they were already cut off by him.

Kiki laughed on his face, and silently picked up the wyverns one by one into a pile, but the fat man still heard a giggling laugh in her throat, obviously trying to suppress it.

After digging out more than a dozen in a row, Wang Sanpao finally stood up: "This piece is gone, let's go home and make soup." ”

Back to Mulenzi, the fat man finally couldn't help it: "Third uncle, what are you doing?" ”

"Look at the gods, it's actually simple, the dragon is in the tree during the day, and at night it burrows in the snow. I told you to shout twice, and these guys hurried into the nest, and I was tied to the beard, of course, even the end of the nest. Wang Sanpao said as he faded the three flying dragons, disemboweled them to remove the internal organs, and then chopped them twice and threw them into the pot.

"I see." The fat man finally figured it out, but it seems simple, but it requires keen observation, this kind of wisdom accumulated over several lifetimes is really extraordinary, so the fat man is full of confidence in this hunt.

A pot of flying dragon soup was served, Wang Sanpao skimmed off the oil slick on it, and then one person served a big bowl, with the soup and meat, and it was hot.

Qiqi tore a piece of meat with his little hands, put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times: "It's so fragrant." ”

The fat man also moved his index fingers, but he took a sip of the soup first, and the freshness was definitely better than any synthetic fragrant condiment.

Tear off a piece of meat, only to see that the meat is delicate, far better than chicken, put it in the mouth, the aftertaste is endless, the fat man couldn't help but praise: "Good!" ”

At present, the fat man forgot to take the wine, and Wang Sanpao gave the remaining half bottle of Lao Bai Gan to Bao Yuan, which can be said to take what they need.

The three flying dragons all had a pot of soup in their stomachs, and the fat man lay on the kang and performed a traditional program with Qiqi - patting the belly.

"This flying dragon is really delicious, you must eat more and keep it for the winter." The fat man is still unsatisfied.

"Of course, in the Qing Dynasty, it was specially paid tribute to the emperor, and the name of the flying dragon is said to have been given by Qianlong after eating the flying dragon, the dragon meat in the sky." Wang Sanpao's face also showed a bit of triumph.

"Third uncle, what are we going to fight tomorrow? Why don't you try a roe deer? "The fat man is in a lot of interest right now, and he's a bit addicted to eating.

"It's not up to us to decide what to fight, it depends on what Lin Zi wants to give us - who can predict what will happen tomorrow, sleep, sleep." Wang Sanpao pulled a quilt, and after a while, he snored.

The kang is not big or small, sleeping two adults and one child, not crowded at all, the fat man called Qiqi lies in the middle, and Maomao curls up under Qiqi.

The candles were blown out, the darkness was rumbling outside, and the occasional sound of snow crushing and falling branches made the night more tranquil.

The fat man smacked his mouth twice, and with a vision of a better tomorrow, he fell asleep sweetly.

The next day, the official hunt began, before leaving, the fat man saw Wang Sanpao tinkering behind the house for a while, and there were words in his mouth, probably worshipping the mountain god and the like, I didn't think that there were still people who believed in this year.

"All the creatures on the mountain are gods." Wang Sanpao saw the fat man's eyes, and said solemnly.

The fat man touched the back of his head, as if he understood or not.

The dog climbed the plow and stayed in the wooden house, and Wang Sanpao set off with only two thin dogs. The fat man carried a string of clips on his back and carried Qiqi, while Maomao was forcibly left in the villa.

This is the real forest sea snow field, the black pressed pine trees are dozens of meters, tall and towering, with white snow, more solemn, and only such a forest will give birth to a heroic man.

Wang Sanpao walked leisurely in front, smoking a bag of cigarettes from time to time, and those who didn't know thought he was taking a walk.

I kept walking, and I didn't see him move a gun. The fat man was a little uncontrollable, but in the end he held back, with yesterday's example first, he is now a little blind worship of Wang Sanpao.

"Alright, let's go back." Wang Sanpao looked at the sun in the southern sky, and suddenly spoke in his mouth.

The fat man also glanced at it, through the branches, the red winter sun had reached the middle, it should be almost noon, don't you fight?

But just when he hesitated, Wang Sanpao had already started to move, and saw that he would put a clamp next to this tree, and then a sleeve in another place.

The sleeves are woven from a horsetail, which is extremely tough, fastened to the tree, and an elastic mechanism is set up with bamboo chips, which is very clever.

In some places, a few pine nuts are sprinkled, and in other places, there are frozen grass and moss.

"Fatty, hunting is also a science, when there are no guns, the ancestors use these methods to hunt, and they still live a good life. The shotgun is so lethal that anyone can use it for hunting, and I'm really worried that in a few hundred years, all wild animals will be gone. ”

The fat man nodded sympathetically: it won't take a few hundred years, and after a few decades, it will all become an endangered species and be protected by law.

"Now some people don't know this truth, the mountains are the same as people, they also need to sleep and rest." Wang Sanpao sighed a lot.

Qiqi rolled his little eyes: "Third grandfather, you just talk about others, why are you still hunting?" ”

The fat man hurriedly glared at him: "Your third grandfather is in the right way, not indiscriminately chopping and killing." "This little guy's question is quite sharp, if Wang Sancang is provoked, pat his ass and leave, this hunt will not be necessary.

Wang Sanpao didn't react violently, just patted Qiqi's little brain melon, and laughed a few times self-deprecatingly: "Then you little gluttonous cat won't have anything to eat." ”

Qiqi thought seriously for a long time: "Then let's fight." "It seems that the little guy's consciousness is not high enough.

After returning to the wooden house for dinner, Wang Sanpao stood up again: "It's time to go and walk the clip and see if there is any gain?" ”

The fat man had been waiting for him to speak, and hurriedly took Qiqi with him. This time, Wang Sanpao took the dog to climb the plow. The fat man secretly rejoiced in his heart: it seems that people have a spectrum in their hearts.

Sure enough, after walking not far away, I harvested two snow rabbits, fat, one had been cut off by a clamp, and the other was struggling on the sleeve.

Before Kiki could show his kindness, the fat man went over and pinched the snow hare, knocking twice on the pine tree next to him.

Wang Sanpao was also more satisfied: "Rabbit skin is the best at this time, rabbit meat is also good, I'll give you one when I go back." ”

Kiki blinked his eyes wide, then nodded, not accusing the fat man of his savagery.

After walking for a while, the fat man pointed to the snow in front of him and shouted, "There is a big one, it seems to be a roe deer!" After saying that, he ran up, but unexpectedly stepped on a snow pit under his feet, and fell to the ground, stumbling on his face with snow.

"It's not a roe deer, it seems to be a fragrant roe deer, haha, it seems to be lucky." Wang Sanpao strode over the meteor, and even Qiqi passed past the fat man, kicking up the flying snow and lifting it to the fat man.

The fat man didn't care about these either: "Xiangroe deer? Isn't it a musk deer, Uncle Sangun, take it alive-"