On the second day, Song Fusheng finally had chili peppers in the food he prepared for these people who went up the mountain.

It's not him who picks.

It is necessary to let the seedlings slow down, and let him slow down.

Alas, reluctantly.

Although after the peppers grow, you can pick a little every day.

But so many people, even to make chili sauce, it has to be a lot of catties.

He finally saved up a big basket, took out a dozen catties alone, and asked Qian Peiying to take the women to make chili sauce.

The women came out of the stove, their eyes red and they wept.

Crying so much that the thief in his heart is happy, and it is spicy.

In particular, the woman who is in charge of chopping the chili pepper sucks her nose while squeezing her eyes vigorously when she comes out.

I don't dare to wipe it with my hands, and where I touch it with my hands, where it is spicy and evil.

A jar of sauce.

Geng conscience knew what this was.

But the soldiers didn't know it, and they didn't take it seriously.

But when I got halfway up the mountain, I took a breath at noon, sat in the ice and snow, drank the cold water in the water bladder, and ate cold bread, and realized how good the chili sauce was.

A big mouthful of spicy sauce went down to my stomach, and my stomach immediately became hot.

Some of their faces were red from spicy heat, and some were coughing.

That's really, just a big mouthful of chili sauce can make a big loaf of bread.

Geng Liang's feeling after eating is: No wonder the ginseng is about to be planted, but it is very domineering compared to pepper. It's mixed with sauce, if you eat it dry, wouldn't it be more enjoyable?

Soldiers: Oh my mother, what is this?

A small soldier asked Song Fugui, who followed him up the mountain.

I have to admit that there are a lot of people who come up from the mountains, but the soldiers are most willing to talk to Song Fugui.

Because he can speak the vernacular best, he howls twice a whole time.

It's a temper with the soldiers.

Song Fugui didn't delay talking nonsense when he ate cold dumplings, "This is what we sweated and fell to the ground, and we planted it little by little." The seed escaped all the way, really, we can't let it lose our lives, you know how rare this thing is. ”

Tell you in disguise: Look, such a rare thing, we are willing to pick it up for you to eat.

"Where did you get the seed? I haven't heard of it. ”

"Cut, where do we have it," and then Song Fugui made up a story that was even more evil than Song Fusheng told at the time. said that there are no people in their tun who do not admire Old Man Qian. The old man Qian in the story made him beautify: chivalrous and righteous, flying eaves and walking on the wall.

Tian Xifa looked honest and waved his hand: "You're about to hit, nonsense," turned his head and said to the soldiers: "However, there are some aspects he said that are true." ”

The soldiers still felt that Song Fugui was exaggerating and was about to make fun of him. But let Tian Xifa make such a mistake, Tian Xifa still looked honest, and he believed it even more.

The day before, the wolves had almost made them clean up.

Today, when I climbed to the top of the mountain, I came across a pack of wolves, a pack of sixteen.

There were no guns, no fire, no fire, not enough points, and they swarmed around it.

In addition, three Siberian tigers were killed today, and it is a pity that they did not encounter brown bears again.

Bears hide in winter and are hard to find.

Si Zhuang also saw a big three, a small and four foxes with sharp eyes, he raised all the arrows, thought about it and put it down, thinking: let them run and play.

The fox who took the lead actually glanced back at Si Zhuang as he ran.

Legend has it that weasels thank humans by making fist-clasped salutes.

And the fox thanks the human being by looking back at you.

Thank you, young man, thank you for not killing.

The soldiers thought that they would go down the mountain after returning with a full load, but they encountered seven wild boars before going down.

Moreover, the size of these wild boars was different from the wild boar herd that Song Fusheng and his gang chased last time.

Suffice it to say, this gang is particularly scary.

The male wild boar that hit the head was thousands of catties.

To that station, the big fangs, as soon as you look at the size, you know that the explosive power is super strong.

The few wild boars that followed next to him also had to have seven or eight hundred catties, and with a head on it, they could fly far away.

There is a saying in the north that one pig, two bears and three tigers are one pig, two bears and three tigers, which shows how explosive the combat effectiveness is.

Encountering this extremely large wild boar in the primeval forest is sometimes more dangerous than encountering a bear or a tiger.

The four Zhuang all panicked and flashed their minds.

Geng Liang reacted very quickly and said:

"Cannon,"

"Put."

The wild boar herd was frightened by the sound of the cannonball, and when they ran, they felt the mountains tremble.

Song Fugui first hid in the rear, and when he saw that a wild boar was bombarded in front of him, he immediately picked up the iron rake and charged, it was all meat, meat.

Just look, more than 100 people immediately fired cannons, opened fire on the wild boars, and used swords and crossbows, chasing and intercepting them all the way.

Geng conscience knew in his heart that this thing must not let it live.

It's scum worse than a wolf.

What the general asked him to do was to minimize the danger.

If these huge bodies were allowed to escape, it would be a scourge sooner or later.

So, at all costs: "Follow me." ”

In the forest, for a while, the swords and swords appeared, and the soldiers and generals played with their lives, and everything was empty of life and death.

The white cloaks on Geng Liang's bodies were all splattered with blood.

The six or seven soldiers riding on a wild sow, trembling by the strong boar, could not say a complete sentence.

The wild sow shook her body like crazy, and without looking at the road, she slammed into the tree, and several people who were jumping on the pig also shouted in unison: "Ahh ”

Song Fugui threw the iron rake and picked up the knife that I don't know who had dropped it.

He screamed louder than the voices of several people on the boar, and ran with a knife: "Ah!! ”

With a snap, slip a few meters forward.

Song Fugui: The shoes are too slippery, so he said that the shoes are slippery. It's over, it's his time to die, and he knows that he's not too good. Just hit the slippery, slipped out to the wild boar, and met the black bean eyes of the wild boar.

Just when Song Fugui accepted his fate, Tian Xifa and Sizhuang shot together.

Tian Xifa shot an arrow into the pig's head, and Sizhuang stabbed it in fiercely, and the white knife entered, and the red knife and red knife could not be pulled out, so you can say how thick the skin and fat the meat of this wild sow is.

At the same time, the eldest grandson of Da Lang and Grandpa Song's family also dragged Song Fugui out.

Before they were dragged out, the wild sow fell to the ground with a bang.

Thanks to being pulled out in time, otherwise you will be crushed to death if you are not pushed to death.

Oh my God, my tired faces are covered with sweat.

Next, here comes the problem.

Plus the first, this is older, why drag it down.

Don't say don't, throw this, impossible, reluctant.

Song Fugui wiped the sweat on his head with his arm: "I'll take a few people to go down and call people first." ”

……

"Yikes!" Song Fusheng burst out and shouted, dragging the rope on both shoulders, pulling the climbing plow behind the rope, and there were only a few dead wolves on it, and he couldn't pull it.

I can't pull it even if I grit my teeth.

Looking back at the team of beasts winding like a stream behind him, he thought: The primeval forest is really primitive. Thankfully, no one forced him to go up the mountain.