Poplars are the descendants of martyrs.

His father, Bai Shulin, died in the counterattack against Vietnam, when Bai Yang was only 16 years old, first finished high school under the care of the government, and then his mother also died, and the organization assigned him to work in the Forestry Bureau in order to take care of him.

But in those days, it was fashionable to go through the back door, Poplar's father died for a few years, and his former comrades-in-arms didn't walk around his house much, and there was basically no back door to go, so Poplar was first assigned to the County Forestry Bureau by the Municipal Forestry Bureau, and then assigned to be a forest ranger by the County Forestry Bureau.

And this has been done for five years.

It wasn't until after the "Blood Wolf Guarding the Tomb" that Poplar went to the city to visit the Iron Bull on the first full moon night, and that night, not only did the Iron Bull have a frenzied attack, but also took a hard bite on Poplar's hand.

After that, Bai Yang still remembered the blood wolf poison on the iron bull in his heart, and he didn't know if it had been solved, but fortunately, he was happy to find that the place on his hand that was bitten by the iron bull had completely healed in just a few days.

Of course, it is impossible to completely eliminate the tooth marks on the back of his palm, but it is true, even if he squeezes the two rows of tooth marks with his hands, there is no pain, and there is no blood oozing.

And with the severity of the iron bull bite that night, it was almost impossible.

That made Bai Yang secretly delusional in his heart: even if that pill was not specifically designed to remove the poison of the blood wolf, with such a miraculous effect of that pill, maybe it could suppress the poison of the blood wolf and never attack.

Thinking so, seeing that January was about to pass, Poplar decided to go to the city again.

But this time he wanted to play in the city for two more days, and if he wanted to play for two more days, he had to ask the leader for leave in advance.

So on this day, taking advantage of the good weather, Poplar went to the county forestry bureau.

Unexpectedly, he heard a great news from the leader's mouth, and he Baiyang was about to be transferred to other units.

Poplar was so happy that after five years in this inaccessible old forest, he could finally fly freely.

Even the haze that had been accumulated in his heart for more than a month was temporarily emptied, and Poplar Huanxi immediately returned to the ranger station.

There is still more than a week before the night of the full moon, and according to the leader's wishes, the official transfer notice will come down in the next two days.

Therefore, after the new ranger takes over, he can go to the city to visit Tie Niu first, and then report to the new unit.

He asked the leaders of the county forestry bureau what unit he wanted to transfer him to, and the leader smiled mysteriously at him and said two words: "Archaeology!"

He was so faint!

Archaeology is very unpopular in China, so unpopular that many people don't know what archaeology means.

But Poplar is a high school graduate after all, and his ancestors are very close to archaeology, so he doesn't know what archaeology is all about.

But why did the leader let him do archaeology at such a young age? Aren't all the people who do archaeology middle-aged and elderly?

At least in the impression of Poplar, the archaeologists are middle-aged and elderly people with unshaven beards.

He was a little skeptical that he would be poked out by the old principal by taking those few pieces of white paper full of Qin Li and going to the old principal to translate.

But if that incident was stabbed, someone should have come to investigate whether he had secretly excavated the ancient tomb, how could he be transferred to the archaeological team instead?

Isn't that a job for the thief to take charge of the warehouse?

So Poplar dismissed this speculation, although he rode his half-used bicycle and happily walked through the shady mountain roads.

The mountain road is naturally rugged and difficult to walk, but Poplar has been used to walking for five years, so it is not difficult to walk. Instead, a fresh breeze came in his face, making him just want to sing loudly.

Soon there was a mountain beam, with dense woods on one side and a low ground on the other, so that you could see the setting sun.

The sunset was stuck between the two peaks, not only reflecting the sunset for half a day, but also smearing a faint red halo on the undulating mountains and verdant forests.

Poplar jumped off his bike and took a deep breath in the direction of the setting sun.

In the past five years, he has dreamed of being transferred out of this musty forest ranger post as soon as possible, but now he is really leaving, but he has a little melancholy and reluctance.

So for the rest of the journey, Poplar didn't ride again, but pushed his bicycle on foot.

Along the way, I enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the mountains and forests against the backdrop of the sunset, and I felt the urge to sing loudly to relax my chest.

Instead of chanting loudly, he opened his throat and began to sing.

"A small poplar, growing next to the outpost, with deep roots and strong roots, is watchful in the northern Xinjiang......"

It's a new song and the most popular song right now. The radio that accompanied him through his lonely time, the few that could be received in the old woods, has been playing this song every day for a while now.

Poplar has no talent for singing, so he sings in a southern and northern tone. But no living person heard it anyway, and sometimes it was too out of tune, and Poplar himself couldn't help but laugh.

As he sang aloud, he descended the mountain road and went around a mountain bay to see the ranger's hut.

It was a cottage built a long time ago, but it was very sturdy, with thick wooden walls and a roof made of bark mixed with thatch.

Last fall, Poplar took it upon himself to replace the bark on the roof, so that it will not leak for at least three years.

Seeing that there was still a distance of twenty or thirty meters from the hut, all of a sudden, Poplar sensed that something was wrong.

Five whole years have been spent in this old forest, and there are wolves, jackals, tigers and leopards in the old forest, if he hadn't been vigilant at all times, he would have been buried in the beast's kiss.

Still holding the head of the bicycle with one hand, he slowly moved down with the other hand and grabbed the bicycle bar. His eyes were looking straight ahead, but out of the corner of his eye, he was paying attention to the movements on both sides.

At the same time, his ears also listened to the wind behind him as much as possible.

Then he caught a glimpse of a figure, flashing from behind a large tree, and swooping down on him viciously.

Poplar grabbed the bike with both hands and threw it at the figure.

The figure reacted so quickly, let out an exclamation of "huh" from his mouth, and his hands urgently grabbed the crossbar of the self-cyclic car, and retreated sharply with the force of the bicycle's impact.

With a "bang", the bicycle fell to the ground, but the figure stood firmly and did not fall with the bicycle.

"Who are you, why did you go into the mountains, why did you hide and attack me?"

Poplar asked a series of questions, paying close attention to the movements around him, because his intuition told him that it was not just the person in front of him who came.

The man was dressed in a strange way, wearing a feminine leather jacket, a sauce-gray cap on his head, and a handkerchief on his face in an exaggerated way, covering most of his face, revealing only a pair of sparkling eyes.

Hearing Poplar's question, the man did not answer, but a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly jumped over the bicycle, and with one hand like a knife, he attacked Poplar.

Poplar's heart was on fire, thinking that I would simply catch you first, and see if your hidden accomplice showed his face.

Seeing that the man slashed with a palm, Poplar avoided it sideways, and pushed it to the chest of the incoming person with a palm.

The man seemed to be taken aback, and in his busy schedule, he suddenly turned sideways and lowered his head, and actually hit Poplar with his head.

Poplar was a little stunned in his heart, because this man used this move, although he avoided the chest from the heavy blow, but put his head and neck to death.

Poplar did not hesitate in his hand, and was about to slash the man's slender neck with a palm knife, but the man bowed his head and twisted his waist like this, and the cap on his head fell out, and suddenly his long black hair was scattered.

Poplar "oops", hurriedly withdrew his hand and retreated, this retreat was too hasty, so that his left foot tripped over his right foot, only to hear the sound of "plop", Poplar sat down on the ground with a buttocks.

But I saw that the man's long hair was scattered, his eyes showed resentment, and he scolded in his mouth: "You shameless thing, I have to kill you!"

Her voice was crisp, and she was indeed a woman.

"I didn't know you were a woman......"

Poplar opened his mouth to argue, but the woman did not listen to him, and raised her foot and stepped on his calf.

Poplar hurriedly retracted his legs, flipped up an oolong skein on the ground, and was still pleading in his mouth.

"You attacked first, I was just forced to fight! Not to mention that I didn't touch your body at all, why should you be so angry!"

He dodged left and right, allowing the woman to punch a few times in a row. But it was good that he didn't argue, and the more he argued, the more the woman was so angry that her fists and feet quickened, as if she would not stop without beating him.

Poplar has been practicing family martial arts with the old man Bai since he was a child, and the old man Bai died at the age of thirteen, but the practice habit that Poplar has developed since he was a child, and the kung fu in his hands has never been left behind.

Especially after becoming a forest ranger, he was bored in the forest every day, and he had a lot of time punching and kicking the trees in the forest, imagining the big trees as flying thieves and himself as heroes.

But although his martial arts are good, this woman's martial arts are not weak, he blindly endures it like this, and the woman is more and more energetic, putting aside all defenses, although she attacks him fiercely.

Poplar gradually couldn't resist it, and was about to fight back, so he let himself take a breath, and suddenly heard someone clapping his hands and laughing: "Enough Lingling, people let you make more than 20 moves and didn't fight back, even if you win if you continue to fight, it will be disgraceful!"

Poplar turned his head to look, but heard a "pop", and the girl finally slapped Poplar on the chest.

The poplar grinned, and when he looked at the girl again, she had already stopped fighting and stepped back.

"Dad!"

The girl lifted off her handkerchief and snorted a little coquettishly.

Poplar couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking that this girl has a pungent temperament and looks really smart.

Shui Lingling's big eyes, two small rosy lips, coupled with curved eyebrows and snow-white skin, are really more beautiful than Zhang Yu on "Lushan Love".

(See Chapter 008 "Grave Search Group")

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