Daqing Mountain, as its name suggests, whether it is spring, summer or autumn and winter, only the green is eternal, as if the eternal years cannot make it change color. www.biquge.info When it was late autumn, I looked up at the golden color outside Daqing Mountain, and Daqing Mountain was extremely dazzling under the rendering of this autumn mood.

In the mountains, a fruit called blue and white fruit is in the middle of ripening. This kind of fruit, the flower is cyan, the fruit is also cyan, the size is like a fist, can be used in medicine or raw food. The fruit is harvested only in late autumn of the year, and is one of the sources of income for several villages near Daqingshan.

Daqing Village, one of several villages built on the mountain, the village is not large, only a few dozen households, at this time a middle-aged woman at the head of the village is telling a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy to say something. The woman, perhaps because of her years of hard work, had a few gray hairs in her temples and a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. However, judging from her appearance, the woman must have been quite beautiful in her youth.

"Mother, I know, I will pay attention to safety, I will pick more fruits this time. Go back, the weather is a little cold, you are not in good health, and your father is waiting for you at home."

"Fan'er, then you have to pay more attention."

"Knowing my mother, I'll pay more attention, you go back quickly. Mother, I'm leaving" The young man waved his hand, and walked towards Daqingshan with the big back basket next to him.

This young man's name is Chen Yifan, and he is a famous filial son in Daqing Village. He is thirteen years old this year, and he looks quite delicate, but his skin is a little dark. Dressed in coarse linen clothes. His father had a good archery skill, and this skill was also appreciated in several nearby villages. Someone once joked that Chen's father relied on this archery to marry Chen's mother when he was young.

Chen's father went hunting in the mountains half a month ago, and accidentally rolled off a stone and broke his right leg. You must know that in the mountain village, they all rely on big men to support the family, and Chen's father broke his leg and the family lost their financial resources. In the past six months, the family has survived mainly on some meat and some grains that his father has saved.

But in recent days, Chen's father's health has gradually improved. Therefore, Chen Yifan wants to take advantage of the ripening of blue and white fruits in the past few days to pick more, sell more money to buy a few good medicines for his father, and regulate his body, and now that the season has reached the late autumn, Chen Yifan also wants to try his luck to hunt some prey as food for the winter.

"I don't know if I can meet that medicine today, I have to hurry up" Thinking of this, Chen Yifan couldn't help but speed up his pace and walked towards Daqingshan.

Or because the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, Chen Yifan's bright eyes can see a trace of maturity and stability that does not match his age.

People in the mountains rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and everything they need on weekdays can be found in the mountains. The medicine that Chen Yifan thought of in his heart was called Salvia, which has the effect of invigorating blood and removing blood stasis, removing stasis and relieving pain. Salvia miltiorrhiza matures in late summer and early autumn, and is generally difficult to see in late autumn and early winter, but it has the best medicinal effect at this time, and can often be sold at a good price.

In the process of mountaineering, Chen Yifan helped the big back basket behind him from time to time. There is a bow and a few arrows in the basket, and the bow and arrow are important weapons for the villagers to survive in the mountain village, which can not only hunt wild game in the mountains on weekdays, but also play a certain defensive role.

The bow in Chen Yifan's back basket was specially made by Chen's father, and the bow body was taken from a tree called Zhemu in the mountains, and the villagers were also called Huang Mulberry wood, and the string was taken from the bison tendon.

After all, the bow and arrow are used as a daily survival tool for mountain people, and the degree of wear and tear is very high, and it takes about three months to remake a bow, and it is impossible to spend a lot of effort on a bow.

But Chen's father didn't think so, and he often warned Chen Yifan that making a bow was the same as being a man, and there was no room for sloppiness.

So Chen's father added a small piece of horn to both ends of Chen Yifan's bow. In this way, it takes a lot of strength to draw the bow to the fullest, and there are very few people in the village who can meet this condition, so the average person feels very incomprehensible about Chen's father's approach, but Chen's father did not make any explanation for this, but just asked Chen Yifan to practice drawing the bow when he has nothing to do on weekdays.

The shaft of the arrow is an important weapon that determines how much a villager can harvest, and sometimes even a means of saving their lives. Therefore, the villagers attach great importance to the material of the arrow shaft. After continuous sampling and testing in the mountains, the villagers found that a tree called iron pear wood is very suitable for making arrow shafts, its hardness is comparable to black iron, and the weight is light and extremely resistant to insect moth and wear, so after a period of use, iron pear wood has become the best choice for villagers to make arrow shafts. As for the arrow feathers, they are made of feathers from some common birds in the mountains.

Such a bow and arrow can shoot through a colorful tiger the size of a bison from a distance of 100 meters. Although Chen Yifan's bow is much smaller than the usual ones, it is not something that children of the same age can easily pull. The reason why Chen Yifan can use it is because he has been trained by his father since he was a child.

Relying on a powerful bow and a good strength, Chen Yifan's archery skills ranked in the top three among children of the same age. People in the village said that Chen Yifan would be able to surpass his father when he grew up and become the number one eagle eye in the village.

Eagle Eye is a kind of honorific title for the best archery in the village, and Chen's father is the second Eagle Eye of this generation in Daqing Village. And Chen Yifan's wish is to take over this honor from his father when he grows up and surpass him.

In late autumn, Daqingshan is a little less green than in summer, and it is a little more elegant. The green leaves of the mountain show a sense of verdant at this time, like jade.

The blue and white fruit grows in this mountain. As a fruit that can be seen everywhere, it didn't take much effort, Chen Yifan picked a large basket full of them, and he also held one in his hand to gnaw on, the blue and white fruit looks plain, but because the skin is thin and full of juice, the taste is sweet, so it is very popular with children.

"It's time to look for salvia, I hope I'm lucky today and can find one" Chen Yifan ate the last bite of blue and white fruit in his hand, and walked towards the depths of Daqing Mountain with a bow in his hand.

Turquoise is always the main color in Daqing Mountain, but there are many other colors mixed in. Walking along the way, you can see one or two golden autumn leaf vines and fiery red anchovies from time to time, which further set off the verdant and bright green of Daqing Mountain.

At some point, the plants on the side of the road were replaced by a plant called needlegrass. The temperature in the mountains is gradually getting a little chilly. Chen Yifan walked for more than an hour and finally came to his destination this time, the rotting grass forest.

A saprophyry forest is a meadow made up of low scavenging grasses. On weekdays, it is deserted, but in late autumn and early winter, it is often frequented because it is the favorite place of salvia.

Chen Yifan carefully put down the basket, took the bow and arrow, held a small green wood shovel with a length of a foot in his hand, and slowly moved his body, alerting the surrounding movements from time to time.

Salvia is not only a medicinal herb that the villagers like to use to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yuan, but also a favorite of a species called the black haired bear in Daqingshan. In late autumn, many animals are preparing to store their last winter. Often, at this time, the danger of entering the mountain increases several times, so the people of the village will choose to enter this rotten grass forest in groups. However, in the past few days, the villagers are preparing for the midwinter festival that will come soon, so few people come to dig up salvia in the rotten grass forest during this period.

At this time, Chen Yifan was moving little by little, and his body was bent down, only those bright eyes were searching for the shadow of salvia everywhere.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed, Chen Yifan's breathing began to be slightly rapid, his pace couldn't help slowing down a lot, and his bright eyes also slightly revealed a hint of anxiety.

Suddenly, Chen Yifan's eyes lit up, and a touch of joy welled up on his face. He walked quickly to the dozen or so slightly tall rotten grasses, crouched down, and gently brushed away the rotten grass with his hand, revealing a salvia about two fingers thick.

"It seems that the year is no less than 100 years old," Chen Yifan was secretly surprised in his heart. The small shovel of Aoki in his hand slowly dug three inches away from the salvia. After a while, a mud ball the size of a sea bowl was gently removed.

Salvia has well-developed roots, and often if you are not careful, it will break. The juice in the salvia will flow out in large quantities. Most of the medicinal effects of salvia are contained in its juice, and the price and efficacy of salvia after the juice are greatly reduced. Therefore, when the villagers dig ginseng, they will dig more around the salvia to prevent the skin of the salvia from being dug up.

Chen Yifan carefully finally removed the soil from the salvia, wrapped it with a piece of cloth on his body, and put it in his arms.

"This time Daddy's body will definitely be able to recover as before" looked up at the sky, "It's not early, it's time to go home, otherwise my mother should be in a hurry" Thinking about it, Chen Yifan got up and walked to the back basket.

Suddenly feeling that something was looking at him behind him, Chen Yifan looked back at his figure for a moment, and saw a majestic black-haired bear staring at him twenty or thirty feet away. The two pairs of fangs were white, and the saliva in his mouth was flowing down the corners of his mouth, seeing this scene, Chen Yifan couldn't help but take a sharp breath of cold air, and a chill rushed straight to his head from the heels, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Chen Yifan clearly remembered that in the early winter of last year, the second uncle Wang in the neighboring village also encountered such a black-haired bear when he was digging salvia, and after a tragic fight, the black-haired bear was finally killed, but the second uncle Wang was all injured, and the second uncle Wang paid a heavy price for one eye.

Thinking of this, Chen Yifan involuntarily took a few steps back, holding the bow tightly in his hand, and staring at the black-haired bear with his eyes. A man and a bear were caught in a confrontation, and a dull aura permeated the bears and the others. However, this atmosphere did not last long, and with a roar, the black bear rushed over.

Chen Yifan forcibly calmed down, quickly pulled out an iron pear arrow from the quiver behind him, put it on the string, and the tip of the black arrow aimed at the eyes of the black-haired bear and shot out with a "whoosh".

As if sensing the threat of the arrow shaft in the air, the running black-haired bear deflected, and the arrow shaft grazed its back and shot diagonally to the ground, leaving an inch-deep arrow mark on its back.

"Roar"

The intense pain aroused the beastly nature of the black-haired bear even more, and its speed was three points faster and rushed towards Chen Yifan.

Looking at the black-haired bear that was viciously running towards him, Chen Yifan raised his hand and shot an arrow again, turned around and fled.

This chase and escape, in the blink of an eye, has been a mile away, during which Chen Yifan was almost caught up several times, thanks to the fact that in this big green mountain, there are many trees, which play a certain role in covering his escape. Rao is like this, and Chen Yifan is tired enough. Seeing the black-haired bear chasing after him again, Chen Yifan reached out and grabbed the quiver, but this time it was empty, and he secretly screamed badly, and in desperation, Chen Yifan turned around and ran towards the mountain.

About half an hour later, Chen Yifan, who was fleeing, suddenly stopped his steps, and at this time, a white mist came into his eyes, and he was on top of a mountain cliff, but he didn't see the direction clearly when he ran, and rushed in.

When he turned around to find his way again, the black-haired bear behind him came into view. A breath of death instantly filled the entire mind. The running black-haired bear slapped Chen Yifan with a palm.

"Ahh I saw Chen Yifan fall down the cliff like a meteorite.