In the stuffy utility room, Li Mo sat on a small stool and looked at the things in his hands in a daze. With a calm and waveless face, no one could see the boiling and frightened in Li Mo's inner world at this time.

When he got the damaged *, Li Mo found that his ability would appear automatically, and a three-dimensional structure diagram of the entire gun appeared directly in his mind, with each structural part on it having a specific name and size. I have never encountered this situation, Li Mo is a little scared, but his ability is not under his control, what will happen? However, I was a little relieved that my abilities were not lethal or destructive. It will not suddenly appear and bring irreparable losses to yourself or the people around you.

Now that he didn't know whether the change in his ability was good or bad, Li Mo decided not to think about it for the time being, and carefully observed the *three-dimensional diagram in his mind. From the picture, Li Mo was surprised to notice that the piston spring was stuck, so the gun did not react when he pulled the trigger. Concentrating, Li Mo checked all the parts of *, and found that there were no other problems, so he naturally disassembled * into parts one by one, and his skillful movements were like soldiers who had been familiar with firearms for a long time. When the newly assembled * appeared in his hand, Li Mo suppressed the excitement in his mood, awkwardly raised the gun to aim at the wall and pulled the trigger, and there was a crisp sound of "pop".

All right!

Li Mo held * with both hands, looked at it carefully, took out a cloth to wipe the dust off the surface, and stroked the cold barrel with his hands. This is a gun! Although it is only a *, for Li Mo, on this gun, Li Mo clearly feels his future path. From the time he found it to the time he held it, Li Mo felt that it was like a long-lost friend to him, so kind, and he had an impulse in his heart to hold this gun in his arms. Li Mo likes the feeling of holding a gun very much, and it seems that only when the gun is by his side, he will have a sense of security in a dark place in his heart.

From his father's room, Li Mo searched out half a box of * bullets left a long time ago, and counted a total of 31 rounds of 4.5mm lead bullets.

With apprehension, Li Mo hid * and the bullet, and this matter must not be discovered by his father, at least until he did not use it; Li Mo knew that the management of firearms in this area was very strict, and he was not a primitive area, there were not many wild beasts, and there were not a few hunting rifles or * in the entire township. In addition, it is now the 21st century, and few people still hunt with guns.

When he came to Han Bing's house, Li Mo couldn't help but pull Han Bing into his room, and after closing the door, Li Mo softly told Han Bing that he had found a * from home, and this * could still be used. Li Mo didn't say that he would fix it himself, because that might arouse Han Bing's suspicions.

"*What's the use? Do you want to go to the mountains to hunt birds? Han Bing saw that Li Moshen had been mysteriously doing it for a long time just to talk about this matter, so he said very disdainfully.

Li Mo was choked by Han Bing's words for a long time, yes, it was just a handful*, why did he run so excited to share his excitement with Han Bing? After thinking about it for a while, Li Mo realized that he was not happy because of *, but because of the special effect of his ability on firearms. It's just a handful*, is it true to play with birds in the mountains?

After muttering in a low voice for a long time, Li Mocai stared at Han Bing and said, "Yes, let's go hunt birds." But instead of going up the mountain, we went to the ravine in the neighboring village, where there were many pheasants. Let's try it now, if we can hit one or two, we'll have a good night." ”

The name of the neighboring village is Golden Hook, and it is the real mountain, except for the mountain and the mountain, there are only a dozen families in the whole village, and the people who have passed down from generation to generation can only lead to the outside world from a winding road. Because of the scarcity of people, coupled with the mountains and all kinds of tall and prosperous forests, there are no people to be seen along the way. A roar broke the silence of the mountain, and flocks of birds fluttered their wings and screamed as they flew up from the woods, hovering far above to see who had rushed into their territory.

A black motorcycle, two young people with green faces still on their faces, both of them were wearing long-sleeved tops and trousers in such a hot weather, wrapping their bodies tightly airtight. What's even more strange is that the young man in the back is still carrying a long stick-like thing behind him, but because he is wrapped in cloth, he can't see what is inside.

These two people are Li Mo and Han Bing, who just came out of the village, and the motorcycle is a new car that Han Bing's family just bought this year. Han Bing's father also bought the motorcycle with gritted teeth after selling tea this year, and Li Mo knew that his family would not buy the motorcycle until this time next year. After all, in modern society, communication between people is very important, and at the end of the last century, the loudest sentence shouted: time is money. For most people today, this famous saying still holds true. In the countryside, when the farming is slack, the men in the family will find a small job in the township, not only can the salary subsidize the family, but also have a lot left, otherwise where will the farmers get the money? Is it just by selling grain? If the price of grain is too high, the low-income people in the cities and towns will have a problem even having to eat, and if the price is too low, the peasants will be hurt by the grain and the peasants. Usually, it is about one dollar, and the cost and income of farmers are about the same except that they will not starve to death. Therefore, doing temporary work has become an important source of income for a rural family, and with a motorcycle, you will not miss the time because of the long distance, you don't have to trek more than ten kilometers on foot when you go out early and return late, as long as you ride on the car, you can get home in ten minutes, which is very convenient.

The motorcycle stopped until it reached the entrance of Jingou Village, because there was only a small mountain road to enter again, and the motorcycle would definitely not be able to pass. Han Bing is a self-acquaintance, walked directly into a house on the side of the road, and saw the man standing by the door watching. "Uncle, we are from Daling Village, and we will go into the mountains to have a look, and I will put the car in your yard, okay?" Han Bing asked with a smile and handed over a Huangshan cigarette.

"From Daling Village? Your father is Han Jiancheng, right? I've worked with him! Everyone is familiar with it. The man has the simplicity and vigilance of the mountain people, and looked at the two of them carefully for a while, before taking the cigarette with a smile and lighting it beautifully. He knows that this kind of Huangshan cigarette costs ten yuan a pack, which is not something that ordinary people can smoke in the countryside, and perhaps only buy a pack during the New Year's festival to greet important guests.

"Oh? Do you know my dad else? That's great! I'll just call you uncle. Han Bing didn't expect that this person knew his father, so today's matter would be simple.

"Don't worry, the car is in my yard, and I won't be able to lose you," the man remembered the purpose of the two children, and agreed to recycle it aggressively, but his tone was indescribably firm. "But I see you two going to hunt in the mountains? It's not a good time to do it, and at this time of summer, some of the wild beasts in the mountains will come down in search of food, and it will be very troublesome for you to come across them. And I don't think that gun you're holding is a shotgun, is it? It seems to be called *, and this kind of gun can not even deal with a rabbit in addition to dealing with pheasants and the like. ”

"Uncle, how do you know so well? We were going to go into the mountains to see if we could catch pheasants. Han Bing looked at the man in surprise, "Are there a lot of beasts on the mountain now?" Are there any wolves or anything like that? ”

"How do I know? I'll tell you later, the two of you go inside to drink saliva, it's not comfortable to stay outside on such a hot day. The male host invited Han Bing and Li Mo into the house, took out two clean cups, poured a full cup of tea, and after introduction, the two knew that the male owner with dark skin was surnamed Lin Mingjianguo. Now he is alone at home, and his wife and children will go to their relatives.

Li Mo picked up the teacup and took a sip, a coolness soaked his heart, the heat brought by the road seemed to disappear at once, and he felt comfortable all over, and after drinking the herbal tea in the cup in one go, Li Mo quietly looked at this home; Except for a red-painted table above the hall, which is new, and a 21-inch color TV on the table, everything else is old furniture. The house was very clean, and it was obvious that the owner of the house was a diligent person. No refrigerators were found, and Li Mo felt that there were very few refrigerators that could be used in the whole township now, and it was not until a few years later that all kinds of large electrical appliances accompanied the household appliances in the national policy to go to the countryside, and they quickly poured into various families.

I picked up the teapot on the table again, poured myself another glass, and wondered how the water could be so cold. However, Li Mo is not familiar with others, and it is not easy to ask, maybe it is their own little secret.

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