After the gunshots rang out on both sides, Kim Wenguo drove away, very decisively and quickly. And he only called the three people who came with him, and did not greet the people at all.

After a few muffled sounds, the barrel of the single-barreled hunting gun was still hot, emitting long white smoke.

"Huh!"

Dali, who didn't get a bullet, turned around and had to run.

"You stand there for me!" Uncle Zhong scolded with his gun.

When Dali and the others heard the sound, they didn't dare to step forward.

"Ganbasan, can you still stand up?" Uncle Zhong glanced at everyone, turned his head to look at Ganbasan and asked.

"Yes!"

"Go up the hill and call someone!" Uncle Zhong's words are still very concise.

“…… Good! When Ganba heard this, he gritted his teeth in response, then held on to the ground, stood up hard, and finally ran to the mountain with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

At the foot of the mountain, a piece of bluestone is mottled and old, and the stone surface is staggered, as if the annual rings are engraved with the years.

"Smack!"

Uncle Zhong took a heavy breath, stuck his gun on the ground with his left hand, and then sat down on the stone.

"Poof, poof!"

He was dazed and bleeding from his thighs, he wanted to stand up several times in a row, and he fell to the ground several times in a row, his forehead was sweating, and he shouted at Uncle Zhong with saliva: "Master, I am convinced!" I'll leave you people and wood...... Can we get by? ”

"Shot, can you go? Can I go? Uncle Zhong asked in a deep voice.

"Guys, I won't report it!" He was confused and replied next.

"To be a man you have to have the courage to be a thief, and to be a thief you have to have the courage to be a thief! Stealing wood is not knocked, but after stealing, you don't dare to admit it, that is the next three abuses. The gun was fired, so it was said that the gun was fired, you ran away, and the forest farm wiped your ass for you? Uncle Zhong sat on the bluestone and said very clearly.

"You're going to let me die?" He asked through gritted teeth.

Uncle Zhong squinted at him and didn't say anything.

"Fuck you, I'll kill you!" He was furious, and he was about to do it again with the sand troll.

"Kang!"

Uncle Zhong kicked the barrel of the gun, caught the butt with his right hand, and shook his hand to shoot!

"Poof!"

The dust splashed, and a dirt pit suddenly appeared in front of He's confused face.

“…… Is it still neat? Uncle Zhong asked.

The crowd was lying on their stomachs or squatting in place, and no one dared to step forward and leave.

……

Mountains.

Zhang Xiaole came out of the guard room with his coat on, and as soon as he went out, he saw Li Yingji, Du Ziteng, Fang Yuan and others all coming out of the house.

"What's wrong?"

"You heard gunshots down the hill, didn't you?"

", why didn't you hear that? Rang several times! ”

"Yes, I heard that, too!"

The people stood in the courtyard and exchanged ears.

"Xiaole, Xiaole......!" Ganbasan almost collapsed and ran up the mountain, and then he couldn't walk, and stood outside the courtyard with his hand and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

"Holy shit, why are you like this?"

Everyone instantly gathered around, and when they saw that Ganbasan's whole body was covered in blood, and there was no good place on his body, they were all stunned.

"Down the mountain, down the mountain...... We've met someone running the mountain...... Uncle Zhong shot, and everyone was down there. He said dryly.

"!" Zhang Xiaole was stunned for a moment, and then beckoned: "Let's go, go down and have a look!" ”

When they heard this, the people on the mountain picked up shovels and pry stones and other logging tools, and immediately ran down the mountain.

……

On the bluestone, there was a ticking sound.

Uncle Zhong's palms no longer trembled, he squinted his eyes and took out the LeTV smartphone that he hadn't used for eight hundred years, and then used his old rough fingers to pull the phone screen with great effort.

Fingers on the phone screen, looking for I don't know how long, it seems to be very long, it seems to be very short.

"This stay up late, my eyes are not good......!" Uncle Zhong rubbed his eyes with his fingers, rummaged for a long time, and said with chapped lips: "Where is this phone book?" …… How much is Xiaobei's mobile phone number? ”

I don't know if I really can't find it, or I don't want to find it at all in my head, Uncle Zhong laboriously pulled the mobile phone screen, sat down on the bluestone with his head down, and gradually remained motionless, like a sculpture.

And at this moment, He Mifu and the others still didn't dare to move anymore, and when they met such an old man, they could only accept their fate.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the police car was getting closer and closer, and when everyone heard it, they became even more desperate and lost the idea of escaping. Those who are injured begin to feel pain, and those who are not injured are planning their future in their hearts.

Ten minutes later, three policemen got out of the car.

"What's the matter, you still shoot?" The policeman who led the team glanced at the situation at the scene, then glanced at the four people lying on the ground, and finally opened his mouth and replied: "Running the mountain?" ”

The crowd was silent.

"Isn't that Uncle Zhong?" Someone recognized the old man on top of the bluestone.

"Uncle Zhong!" The policeman who led the team shouted, and then walked over.

The screen of the mobile phone in Uncle Zhong's hand was still lit, his head was lowered, he didn't talk, he didn't move.

"Uncle Zhong!" The policeman walked up to Uncle Zhong and shouted again.

Uncle Zhong's body is like growing on a stone, very hard and stiff!

The policeman bent down and glanced at it, took the flashlight from his waist and shone it on the bluestone, and then saw a large pool of blood, which had already stained the mottled stone.

"Goo-dong!"

The policeman swallowed his saliva, stretched out his hand and tried it in front of Uncle Zhong's nose, and then touched the major artery in his neck.

"What's wrong?" The companion stepped forward and asked.

"It's out of gas......!" The policeman replied with a pale face.

The steel gun is stuck in the ground, standing next to the bluestone, an old man sits withered, with his back to the green mountains, and his body is facing the rivers of the motherland!

For many years, he was unaccompanied, only walking in this vast forest, and now his soul has returned, although he is dead, but a steel gun is on his side, which is enough to make the little man not even have the courage to try to escape.

The sun and the moon rotate, the years change, and people look from that distance, as if they can see the green mountains, stubble by stubble, the forest sea is changing. And those young people who were born and grew up here, with the truckload of wood transported, they became old and became deserted graves that no one cared about.

If Uncle Zhong is still alive, he should walk around and look everywhere, because when he looks back, he may still be able to vaguely see his figure when he was young......

But there is no if in life, he didn't get out of this forest until he died, here, the regret of being a human being, and the perfection of being the guardian of the forest......

May he be at peace, and may he be in no further trouble in the world to come.

……

Yanji City.

"Fluttering!"

Zhong Zhenbei woke up from a nightmare, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his eyes were stunned, and he looked at the darkness in the small rental room, as if he couldn't see the dawn.