The autumn mountains are silent, except for the sound of feet stepping on dead branches and the breathing of big black dogs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info On the north side of Niutoupo, Polygonum multiflorum grows close to the ground, and in the intricate growth of the large area of Polygonum multiflorum, the leaves the size of goose eggs are layered on top of each other, covering the ground densely impermeable, although most of the leaves have withered and yellowed at this time, but still do not want to see the ground clearly through them. It's easier said than done to find a trap in such an environment that has been around for years.

Fortunately, Liu Zixuan knows a trick, after every hunter dug a trap, he will make a mark in a conspicuous place near the wellhead, so as not to forget the exact location after many years. Zixuan's father was of course no exception, he once revealed to Zixuan that in order to facilitate the search for traps in the future, he buried a long stone ten steps north of each wellhead, and half of the stone was exposed to the ground, in order to facilitate later identification.

Right now, what Liu Zixuan has to do is to find these stones and remember their location. But the question is, after so many years, whether those stones have been buried by the wild grass or weathered by the years, he still has no bottom in his heart.

No one has set foot in the grass for nearly four years, and there is no trace of human activity in the grass. The waist-deep wild grass grew in a tangle of roots, drowning the whole body of the big black dog, and in desperation, it had to jump forward to reduce the resistance. Liu Zixuan held the shotgun, and it was also very difficult to walk, and when he encountered a relatively empty and sparse place of wild grass, he inevitably had to stop and rest to recover his strength.

Looking at the withered grass around him, Liu Zixuan couldn't help but look embarrassed, where are the three stones buried? I was in a dilemma, but I heard a pheasant chirping in the distance.

As soon as he heard the cry of "Kedoro-Kedoro", Liu Zixuan knew that there was a male pheasant in front of him.

Since he had a shotgun, Liu Zixuan had already wanted to hunt some game and go back to Gu Nanyan to try it, and when he heard the cry of the pheasant, he couldn't help but feel excited. At this time, I looked at the sunspot next to me, and saw that it was holding its breath and pricking up its ears to look in the direction where the cry came from. Liu Zixuan raised his waist and was just about to approach in the direction of the pheasant, but the sunspot suddenly started his body and rushed forward, Liu Zixuan saw this, and immediately lowered his voice and said, "Don't move!" When the big black dog saw that his master was obstructing him, he stopped in the grass, and it was not difficult to see that his excitement was no less than that of his master.

Holding the gun around behind a thick bush, Liu Zixuan half-knelt on the ground and looked forward, and the big black dog also crouched cautiously in the grass, ready to wait for the opportunity to move.

The pheasant was still crowing "Kodoro-Kodoro". Judging by the call, the pheasant was hiding in a piece of shallow grass not far ahead, although the distance was within the range of the shotgun, but because of the grass, Liu Zixuan could not determine its specific location.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Zixuan patted the big black dog's head and picked up a piece of gravel from the ground. The pheasant seemed to sense the noise and stopped chirping. After a moment's pause, Liu Zixuan threw the stone towards the shallow grass. As the stone hit the ground, the withered grass shook visibly, as if a large snake was crawling in it. At this time, Liu Zixuan saw the position of the pheasant and the direction of escape, so he patted the sunspot and said: Chase!

So, a man and a dog rushed out at the same time.

Under the tailgating of the big dog, the pheasant obviously did not have enough speed advantage, and after running for a while, it flew out of the grass helplessly. Seeing the pheasant exposed, the big black dog jumped upward, but it was too late to pounce on the pheasant. The pheasant did not fly very high, flapped its wings a few times and glided into the distance, and after gliding for a while, it flapped its wings again to maintain its altitude, and in a short time it flew to the open area at the foot of the eastern slope of the mountain. At this time, although Liu Zixuan could see the pheasant in mid-air, it was difficult to find the figure of the sunspot in the deep grass, and in a hurry, he had to chase in the direction of the pheasant's flight.

In late autumn, the pheasant has accumulated a body of healthy meat, and its two wings cannot support its bulky body for a long time, and it soon loses its strength, and although its flight altitude is getting lower and lower, it is still trying its best to glide farther. The distance is getting farther and farther away, just when Liu Zixuan was disappointed that the prey escaped, he saw the grass under its body shake for a while, and immediately, he saw the big black dog in the grass jumping hard, and his whole body jumped in the air, and he actually held the pheasant firmly in his mouth. A large area of barren grass rose and fell in the autumn wind, and Liu Zixuan saw this scene from a distance, as if he saw a big black fish dragging a dragonfly into the water.

Liu Zixuan was very satisfied with the perfect performance of the big black dog, and after a short while, he saw it come out of the grass with a colorful pheasant in his mouth. Liu Zixuan squatted down, and the sunspot laid down the prey in front of him.

What a fat pheasant! After a whole autumn, it has eaten enough Cordyceps seeds, but unfortunately all its wintering preparations now seem to have been in vain.

After lifting the pheasant and standing up, when Liu Zixuan looked around, he found that he was already at the foot of the mountain due north of the eastern slope. After standing still for a moment, he climbed a small mound next to him to check the surrounding terrain.

Around this small mound, there is a large area of ghost needle grass, in late autumn, the ghost needle grass all bear seeds, this kind of nasty grass sowing method is similar to Xanthella, by adhering to the animal's fur to complete the sowing in other places, and when Liu Zixuan climbed the mound, the trouser tube has been densely glued with ghost bone needles. While plucking the ghost bone needle, he thought to himself that the sowing of the ghost needle and Xanthus is made by animal fur, the dandelion and plantain are sown by the wind, and there are many plants that know how to produce bright flowers to attract insects to spread pollen for them...... If you think about it, behind all the methods of grasses, there are deep scheming. In this wilderness, even a flower or plant can plan such a unique means in order to survive and pass on life, let alone an animal. Thinking about it this way, he has a more comfortable understanding of the thinking behavior of weasels and lame wolves, and if compared to plants and trees, their scheming is much higher.

Standing on the mound, looking to the northeast, you can already vaguely see the sheep well in the small village, and to the northwest, you can see the rabbit hill in the distance. Liu Zixuan looked at the surrounding terrain and couldn't help but think that if it was in summer, when the ghost needle grass bloomed yellow and white flowers, it would definitely be a completely different scene here. Thinking about it, a thrill of conquering the wilderness rose in my heart.

Leaving the small mound, Liu Zixuan took the big black dog back to Rabbit Hill in a straight line, walking cautiously along the way, still not forgetting to look for trap markers. Although he couldn't find the trap on this day, he unexpectedly harvested a pheasant, which was not a trip in vain, Liu Zixuan thought, and couldn't help but feel proud again. However, when he walked to the yellow wolfskin banner that had been erected a few days ago, dark clouds suddenly gathered on his face, and he saw that at the top of the thin straight branch, only half of the thin hemp rope remained—although the flagpole was there, what about the yellow wolfskin filled with withered grass? Why is it gone?

Liu Zixuan was confused for a while, could it be that someone else had come to this wilderness? With a mind full of questions, Liu Zixuan searched for a long time in the nearby grass, but he never found the yellow wolf skin tube, and there were no clues left on the surrounding grass. It's really alive, I saw it here a few days ago, how did it disappear without a trace?

Liu Zixuan picked up the branches from the ground and was looking at the hemp rope at the top, but he heard Gu Nanyan's voice coming from the rabbit gang. Heizi heard the call of his master, looked up at Liu Zixuan, and then turned around and ran back to Rabbit Gang.

Liu Zixuan stood in the grass with a branch, coldly scanning the woodland in front of him, where he had lived for more than 20 years, and suddenly felt an unprecedented strangeness in his heart. The wind blew, and a chill spread in his heart.

Liu Zixuan carried the pheasant and climbed the rabbit hill full of doubts, and saw Gu Nanyan half-squatting beside the sunspot, helping it remove the ghost bone needles on the black fur one by one.

(To be continued)