The sun rises and the moon sets, the days are rushing day by day, the ordinary days in the mountains go fast, in the blink of an eye it is already close to the end of April, the sky is getting higher and higher, the temperature is slowly warming, the grass and trees are crazy to grow in the season, the mountains and forests in early spring are lively in three or two days, the trees and flowers and leaves are green, and the flying insects, birds and beasts are all vying to appear. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For several months, Liu Zixuan has been hanging on for one thing, which is the three traps whose whereabouts are unknown. With the snow on the slopes long since melted and the vegetation not completely covering the ground, the short early spring is the perfect time to find a trap. If you want to be an authentic hunter in this woodland, how can you succeed if you don't know the location of the trap? Leaving them in the mountains and forests is always a problem in the long run, and the sooner this matter is resolved, the better. Now Liu Zixuan not only has a shotgun and a hunting bullet in his hand, but also a big black dog by his side, so he has the determination to find a trap. Since it was not found on the north slope a year ago, the trap must have been dug on the south slope. It's not wrong to think about it, the hunters dug traps in order to kill wolves, and there were hunters on the north slope guarding the rabbit hill, the north slope boundary often came and went, a lone wolf definitely did not dare to come to the activity, only dig the trap on the south slope, the chance of catching it can be greater.

The farming affairs in the garden have already been cleaned up, and as soon as he is free, Liu Zixuan has doubts about the woodland south of Shanliang, where no one has set foot all year round, providing the best hiding territory for the lame wolf. In the morning, Liu Zixuan's mood was as good as the weather, so he put on his shotgun, took the big black dog, and went into the forest with great interest.

A man and a dog climbed up the mountain beam along the small valley in the middle of the mountain. The black soil layer next to the valley is still soaked with winter snow water, and when it seeps to the bottom of the valley, it becomes a trickle, and it flows to the rabbit hill without hurry. Dandelions have small yellow flowers, and the leaves of Polygonum multiflorum are already the size of eggs. People go to high places, water flows to low places, and the big black dog is not familiar with the environment in the depths of the forest, so he followed Liu Zixuan's feet all the way, and did not dare to run too far.

Ascending the mountain beam, Liu Zixuan looked around a few times, remembering the entrance on the south slope when chasing the lame wolf more than half a year ago, so he walked east along the mountain beam, and found the sparsely shrubbed downhill mouth in a few steps, so he opened a layer of silk and bowed into it. Fortunately, in late April, the foliage of the trees is not yet abundant, and the sun's rays are easily transmitted through the foliage, so the environment under the shade of the trees on the southern slope is not as dark as last time.

It's been more than half a year, and I can't find the traces left by the last time I came in. In contrast, the sunny side of this Niutou slope is much gentler than the north slope, and it is relatively easy to walk, and Liu Zixuan has been downhill to the south with the big black dog.

Walking in the silent mountain forest, several wild pigeons were startled by the sound of Liu Zixuan's feet stepping on dead branches, which frightened the big black dog and couldn't help but sigh. Liu Zixuan looked up at the treetops where the wild pigeons flew away, and saw piles of white bird droppings on the ground, and knew that the life on the southern slope was far greater than that of the northern slope, and even the trees around him were much taller and thicker than the northern slope.

After walking for a long time, the terrain became flatter and flatter, Liu Zixuan was holding a shotgun and moving forward slowly, a dazzling white light suddenly flickered between the layers of tree poles in front of him, and when he looked closely, he found a small piece of water in the distance, and he couldn't help but think of the fish bone found at the foot of the western slope before. As expected, there is indeed a body of water hidden on the southern slope, and there must be no doubt that the fish came from here.

The ancient trees are towering, the shade is spread on the ground, and in the shadow of the trees, Liu Zixuan approached a pond. Green duckweed, green duckweed, colorful damselfly water spiders, a lively scene.

On the shore of the southwest corner of the pond, a stout maple poplar tree tilted its trunk towards the top of the pond, and the shade of the huge canopy covered a small half of the water, and a horizontal branch was overwhelmed, and hung low, and the bottom was about to dip in water; On the water surface on the east side, there are dense half circles of cattails, like a fence wall by the vegetable garden; The most eye-catching among them is a pair of black water pheasants at the edge of the shade of the trees, they walk leisurely on the duckweed, and when they see someone approaching, they do not run away, but curiously look at the people and dogs that suddenly appear; Not far from the east side of the black water pheasant, there is a simple grass nest with a few bird eggs in it, shining in the sun......

The sun is strong, the bright places are dazzling, and the dark places are deep, and it seems that no one has come to enjoy this scenery for a long time. When my father was alive, he must have been to this pond, so why didn't he hear about it? How many secrets are still in this forest that the old hunter has never mentioned...... Liu Zixuan was thinking about it out of his mind, and the sound of water clattering sounded under his feet.

The big black dog drank water on the shore, and when he heard the sound of water, the two black water chickens timidly got into the cattail bush. After drinking enough water, the big black dog walked to a tree stump on the north side of the pond, raised one of his hind legs and peed. Liu Zixuan looked at it and couldn't help but smile in his heart, it seems that this black guy also likes this pond, and he can't help but leave his mark around here.

After thinking about it, Liu Zixuan's heart suddenly moved, and he became suspicious of the stump, how could there be half a stump in this rarely visited place? His gaze had already turned back to the pool, but he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the stump-like protrusion. The surface of the protrusion was covered with moss, and the bottom was wrapped around the first black vine, and under the confusion, Liu Zixuan went around from one side to the front, and removed the moss on it to see, it was indeed a stone! Although there are many similar stones near this pond, none of them are so upright and inserted into the ground soil, why is this only one so special, it seems to be a stone monument erected by people! Liu Zixuan's eyes lit up, could this stone be the trap mark left by his father back then?

Starting from the place where the stone was sitting, Liu Zixuan only walked five steps to the south, and then he determined his judgment - there must be a trap under the ground covered by He Shou Wu in front of him. In the middle of a flat, dense patch of black vines, there is a noticeable depression about ten paces away from the stone mark!

Liu Zixuan put the shotgun behind his back and pulled the first black vine from all sides. The rattans that had grown over the years were as thick as chopsticks, and Liu Zixuan took a lot of effort to remove them all.

The mouth of a deep black hole perpendicular to the ground was exposed in front of Liu Zixuan.

Standing on the edge of the trap, Liu Zixuan leaned over and looked into the well. The square wellhead is more than a meter long on each side, and although the soil at the edge of the wellhead has collapsed in a small area, the whole trap is still intact. On the four walls of the well, more than a dozen rotten bamboo thorns are messily inserted, although they have been burned and carbonized, but after more than ten years, they are no longer sharp; There was already deep water at the bottom of the well, earlier than the surrounding light, Liu Zixuan couldn't see what was at the bottom of the well, thinking about it, animal bones should be indispensable. After watching for a while, Liu Zixuan took out a thin rope from the holster, tied a stone to the end of the rope and fell into the well, and waited until the stone sank to the bottom of the well and then pulled it up again, and then looked at it, and knew that the trap was nearly three meters deep, and the water at the bottom of the well was also half a meter deep.

This location is close to the water source, and in autumn and winter, when there is little water in the mountains and forests, it is more likely that animals will fall into the well when they come here to drink. At this time, Liu Zixuan understood the original intention of the old hunter to dig a trap here.

Once the hunter dug a trap, he would set up a camouflage at the mouth of the well, mostly with a few long, thin and straight branches arranged above the wellhead, and then covered with fresh vine grass. Over time, the surrounding plants and vines will become entangled with each other to seal the wellhead, and even though the supporting branches decay and break off after the years, the long canes can pull themselves above the wellhead, thus forming a more deceptive natural camouflage, and the trap will be more dangerous and deadly.

Finding a few branches from the surrounding area, Liu Zixuan hid the wellhead again, still pinning his hopes on it, hoping that it could trap the hateful and terrible lame wolf...... Years ago, the old hunter had wanted to use this trap to kill a wolf that had ambushed his beloved hound, but it didn't work. The trap had lost its mission since the old hunter shot the lone wolf, but now, years later, the old hunter's descendants are going to use the trap to kill the wolf's offspring. In this way, from the moment Liu Zixuan re-covered the wellhead, this trap was entrusted with a new mission.

Leaving the trap, Liu Zixuan turned back to check the stone marking. Standing beside the stone and contrasting it with his calf, which was just as high as his knees, such a stone towering above the ground was easy to see, but where were the other two similar markings?

After walking along the pond for most of the circle, Liu Zixuan could not find a similar stone marker. Thinking that his father would not dig multiple traps around this pond, he left the pond with the big black dog and continued to search south.

The trees around him became more and more sparse, and soon, a man and a dog walked out of the woodland and into a flat area overgrown with weeds. After walking a short distance in the waist-deep grass, a small cemetery suddenly appeared in the open space ahead, with low grass growing among more than a dozen graves, not long after Qingming, piles of black paper ash were faintly visible in front of the graves, and clusters of blood-red ghost flowers bloomed between the graves, and it was also gloomy to see in broad daylight, Liu Zixuan couldn't help but feel a chill. On the southwest side of the cemetery, a faintly recognizable path winds its way through. Seeing this cemetery, Liu Zixuan expected that this location was close to the edge of the mountain forest, and it should be not far from the village where people lived. Climbed a high hill next to him and looked south, and sure enough, he saw several places of people three miles away, and there was no possibility of finding a trap ahead, so he had to turn around and walk back.

Returning to the mountain beam along the original road, Liu Zixuan saw that the sun was in the sky, so he took the sunspot and walked west along the mountain beam, wanting to climb the west peak to check it out. Standing in a wide field of vision, Liu Zixuan looked at the southern slope that he was about to walk through, but his vision was blocked by a large number of tall trees, although he could see the cemetery, but he couldn't find the exact location of the pond.

When Liu Zixuan looked down at the foot of the western slope and saw the labyrinthine shrub, he remembered the fishbone again. Even though there is a pond in the mountain that does not dry up for many years, where fish can survive and thrive, how can a fish run to the foot of the western slope for no reason? You know, the pond and the fishbone appear in the middle of the whole west peak! I was afraid that this doubt would be difficult to solve for a while, so Liu Zixuan had to continue to bury it in his heart. Today, at least we have figured out that there are indeed fish that can survive in this mountain forest, and as for how it crossed the mountains to the western slope, we can only wait until later.

Standing on a high place with a shotgun, Liu Zixuan looked around the entire mountain forest, and the pleasure of condescending condescending conquest of barbarism once again filled his heart. On the rabbit hill in the northeast, Liu Zixuan saw Gu Nanyan working in the vegetable garden from a distance, and suddenly a sense of satisfaction filled his heart. However, when he saw the rabbit hill and the two places where he had made a bow in the snow, his heart couldn't help but tighten, it turned out that standing on this mountain, he could see the ground north of the entire Niutou slope clearly! If the lame wolf is standing here looking at the rabbit hill......

No wonder on the day he went to the town to buy pheasants a year ago, the lame wolf would blatantly jump up to the rabbit hill; And the headless footprint under the jujube tree, could it be that it knew that the hunter was lurking under the cover on the western slope at that time, so it intended to leave a meaningful footprint on his way back?

When you think about it, it gets more and more strange. The hateful wolf, I'm afraid it has been watching the movements on the rabbit hill. Thinking of this, Liu Zixuan immediately searched in the grass around the top of the mountain, trying to find traces that could show that lame wolves often come to this mountain, but after searching for a long time, he did not find any suspicious signs. At this time, Liu Zixuan regretted that he slapped his head, regretting that he didn't come to this mountain to see what was going on after the snow in winter.

(To be continued)

(Due to the complicated affairs of the past few days, it could not be updated in time, please understand.) ）