"Boss, why don't you take me with you, I should be able to help you a lot in the wild, it's too dangerous in the forest this season"

Wang Qingjiang looked at Bai Yang with admiration and worriedness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You can pull it down, what kind of structure are the two big men running into the woods? I'll pack it up and send me to the edge of the forest a few kilometers away and you'll come back and play by yourself."

Poplar pouted.

A lot of bits and pieces he packed most of the half-person-tall packages, three layers of thermal underwear, another layer of down jacket outside, three layers of socks on his feet, a pair of long leather boots outside, a dagger in the boots, a tactical belt under the down jacket, two sand eagles under his armpits, two 54 on his waist, a loaded bullet, two layers of hats on his head, a hood on the inside, a fur hat on the outside, a folding bow and crossbow inside the package that was not opened, a tent and other outdoor equipment have been prepared, and a blood-patterned sword is placed on the side of the package... …

"Boss playing, really? You have to be careful, there are a lot of wild boars, tigers, brown bears and so on in the Xing'an Mountains, especially in this foraging season."

Wang Qingjiang reminded while driving.

"Come on, I know, aren't they all ready?"

Poplar was speechless, this mouth was about to catch up with a woman, but he knew that the other party was for his own good.

After more than ten minutes, the car came to a no-man's land outside the Xing'an Mountains, and Bai Yang got out of the car with a package of seventy/eighty catties, 'holding' the blood-patterned sword in his hand, and said to Wang Qingjiang:

"You go play by yourself, I don't know when I will come out, I will call you then, if the money is not enough, find a way yourself, and I will give it to you when the time comes"

After speaking, Poplar waved his hand and walked into the forest with a deep foot and a shallow foot, he did not go to the scenic area, but ran the wilderness alone, and the scenic area can find a stimulus of hair.

Although the sun is shining, Poplar estimates that the outdoor temperature here has dropped below freezing, and the wind blowing on his face is no different from a knife.

During this time, his physique really increased a lot, and the nearly 100 catties of equipment on his body Poplar didn't feel much heavier, and after entering the forest, he went all the way deep, and after four or five hours, he had gone deep into the Xing'an Mountains for more than 30 kilometers.

I found a leeward place to eat some vacuum-packed meat that came with the package, and rested for half an hour to continue deeper.

The colder I walked in the forest, the taller the trees grew, the dead branches and leaves on the ground gradually became thicker, and from time to time I saw some small animals jumping up and down.

"This Great Xing'an Mountains is not very good, compared to the Lost River Forest on the other side, it is so safe that it can't be safe, but there is a different natural scenery, after all, they are two different worlds"

Stopping and stopping along the way, he took out the prepared high-definition digital camera from time to time to shoot along the way.

After another four or five hours, the sky began to darken, and he did not encounter any exciting things, tigers, wild boars, dogs, bears, etc., hares, pheasants, squirrels, etc., but there were many of them, and the largest animal he saw was a bobcat.

"It's almost forty or fifty kilometers deep, right? This Great Khing'an Mountains is 1,200 kilometers long and 200 to 300 kilometers wide, and it will definitely not be able to be completed.

Muttering in his mouth, he took advantage of the darkness to find a place with his back to the leeward of the cliff and began to set up camp.

The tent was propped up and fixed, so as not to be blown away in the middle of the night, and then took out a multi-functional shovel and dug a shallow ditch along the three meters outside the tent, sprinkled with insect repellent and animal repellent powder, and inserted a circle with a branch on the periphery, and tied the fishing line, and hung a small bell on the fishing line as an early warning device.

Then, the blood-streaked sword flew up, and with a swishing sound, the dry branches were cut into small pieces and fell down, and in a short time he cleaned up a pile and threw a pit in the ground to make a fire.

At night, by the campfire, Poplar took out the cooked food in the package and ate it violently, and threw the bag into the fire to burn it.

"This appetite is also too big, the food prepared is at the bottom, and I will be hungry tomorrow."

Even so, he doesn't care, anyway, there is a lot of game in Xing'anling, and he doesn't have to worry about not eating, he has prepared his own seasonings, quack, little animals, stay away from me tomorrow.

When I looked up, I saw the Northern Lights and took out my digital camera card to take pictures.

After playing for an hour, it was tiring enough to walk this day, so I slept in the tent with a big fire, the bow and crossbow had been assembled and put on the side, and a sand eagle was placed within easy reach.

In the middle of the night, when he slept in a daze, Poplar heard the whining sound outside, and woke up to find that the tent was crackling and shaking, and after a little glance, he saw that it was windy, and the cold wind was howling, mixed with snow foam.

"It's cooled down again, it's going to be more than ten or twenty degrees below zero, fortunately I'm well prepared, otherwise I'll freeze to death."

Muttered, zipped up the tent and went back to sleep.

When he woke up, it was already the second day, and Poplar was depressed to find that he was almost buried in the snowdrift.

When I finally got out of the tent, the sky and the earth were covered in snow, and the snow on the ground was one or two feet thick.

"Beautiful, living in the south, this is the first time I have seen such a scene, it is really the scenery of the north that is frozen for thousands of miles, and the world is vast"

Looking at the vast white world, he suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and his mind suddenly opened up.

Seeing a flock of pheasants in the distance in the snow foraging for food, he smiled, ran into the tent, took out his bow and crossbow, and hunted four or five in a few strokes, and with his current mental calculations, he was no different from a marksman.

Ran over to see, every pheasant is extremely fat, the smallest has to be three or four pounds, pick it up, pull open the snow on the fire that has been extinguished, relight the fire, turn out the small pot, anyway, idle and boring, a pot of snow soup chicken feathers, more than an hour before the five pheasants are cleaned up.

Then I found a branch and put on the pheasant and roasted it on the fire, roasted it until it squeaked and oiled, and found bottles and jars, salt, pepper, pepper, pepper, cumin and so on, and sprinkled it evenly on it, and after a while, the fragrance overflowed.

Well, I have to admit that Poplar really has no talent for cooking, and two of the five pheasants roasted him, but some of them can be eaten, and it will be done.

"Okay, although it's not very baked, but it has a different taste, and I've deliberately made such a big smell of blood, why don't big animals come to me for trouble? Could it be that the temperature is low and the smell of blood can't be released? ”

Eating roast chicken, Poplar looked around, speechless in his heart, he still wanted to see tigers and bears or something.

I didn't see the big animal a little depressed, I was full of food and drink, I put out the fire, put things away, the blood-patterned sword flew up, cut down a big tree, cut out a wooden plank with two strokes, put a bunch of things on the plank, tied the nylon rope, dragged a simple climbing plow in the snow, and continued to go deep into the Xing'an Mountains.

In fact, life is very boring a lot of times, and you have to learn to make yourself happy.

Foot deep and shallow in the snow, and soon the poplar's face changed, and he looked around, then put down the plow, bent over, and dig, dig......, dig

The hemp eggs, the wear is too thick, the peeing almost can't take out the bird, it's hard to take it out, it's so cold that it shiveres, and the urine that goes out is frozen into a popsicle before it lands!

"I'll wipe it, don't give it to my uncle after a long time, freeze the bird."

Urine play quickly let the frozen bird return to the nest, and the poplar grinned.

The white eyes around him were shaking, rummaging in the package, and finding a pair of sunglasses to bring with him was a little more comfortable, well, he had already prepared.

Walking alone in the white world, he does not feel lonely and bored at all, when he sees something fun, he throws down the plow to play, and when he sees a small animal, he takes out a digital camera card to take pictures.

After a few hours he didn't know how far he had gone, and came across a frozen river, which was quite sturdy after trying, pulled the plow to the ice, and with a boost, he rowed out and down the river.

After more than an hour, it was no longer possible to follow the river, and a waterfall appeared in front of me, and mountains replaced the dense forest.

"That's good, let's have fun here"

Seeing the continuous mountains, Poplar's eyes lit up, pulled the plough over, found a stone wall at the foot of the mountain, the blood pattern sword flew up, inserted/into the stone wall, turned around, and drew a circle with a diameter of half a meter wide on the stone wall, and then the blood pattern sword slid and slid to cut the stones in the circle into stone strips.

The blood-patterned sword can only fly, unable to pick up heavy objects, the chopped stone strip Poplar took it off with his own hands, and then expanded the space inside along the circle, and after three hours, a large pile of stone strips were thrown around, and Poplar dug a two-meter-deep stone hole in the stone wall!

Although each stone bar was not heavy, he was tired and feverish from hours of non-stop busyness.

He made things into a stone cave, found firewood, hunted two fat hares, chiseled the ice on the side, washed it, and enjoyed it with his hands red from the cold, and then made a fire to roast rabbit meat.

After a meal, he used the blood-patterned sword to cut down a large tree with a diameter of meters, cut off a section, pinned it into a piece the size of the dug hole, blocked the hole, and then used the blood-patterned sword to make a skateboard, and took it to start climbing.

Tired of being a dead dog, he climbed to the top of the mountain, looking at the white world in all directions, and he couldn't help but roar nervously.

"I am the king of the forest! Walk your ......"

After yelling, he jumped on his skateboard and jumped down the mountain, slid down the mountain at a gallop, shuttled through the forest, and was already far away with a bang!

With his current brain calculations, there will be no mistakes in the process of skiing, and all kinds of difficult movements are easy to play.

Half an hour later, he slid out for at least ten kilometers, stopped and scratched his head, no way, go back, you can't glide on the snow uphill.

I finally returned to the location of the cave that I dug out, and lay down on the snow and laughed.

"This is life, do what you think of, don't hesitate, time is rushing and waits for no one, don't care if he turns the world upside down, don't wait until one day when you have more than enough heart and insufficient strength to sigh that you haven't had time to ......do many things" (to be continued.) )