Zhou Xuan suddenly thought of his father, the legendary hunter.

Grandpa refused, after having Zhou Heng, he didn't think that Zhou Xuan was his child anymore.

Zhou Xuan's promise attracted him.

Zhou Xuan promised his father that if he was willing to help him this time, he would build a tomb for Zhou Heng's mother and take the guilt to the grave to confess his mistakes.

Grandpa hesitated for a while and agreed.

So, Zhou Heng saw the big leader from outside the mountain for the first time, there were six of them, three of them had a big belly, one was strong, and the other two women were dressed like fairies, and they were much more revealing clothes, Zhou Heng only looked at it and felt a little hot.

The mountain village is very small, but also very primitive, the leaders who are accustomed to seeing the city scenery feel fresh, whether it is a piece of farmland, or a continuous mountain peak can cause their amazement, especially the local vegetables of the farmers, the leaders who eat from the big city are full of praise, red light.

The next day, on the eve of preparing to set off hunting, Zhou Heng saw the weapon brought by the people in the city, a new type of shotgun, which was said to be powerful enough to penetrate steel plates.

Grandpa also has a shotgun, the old shotgun is really not good in Zhou Heng's memory, and the waste is not as good as the dagger on his waist.

It wasn't until the new shotgun made a big hole in the thigh-thick trees that Zhou Heng felt that there was such a powerful weapon in this world, if there was it, what else in this world was worth fearing?

The young Zhou Heng felt the presence of hot blood at that moment.

Men are born with a different kind of affection for firearms, and so does Zhou Heng.

The people in the city were not very interested in the power of firearms, but were shocked by Zhou Heng's grandfather's flying knife stunt. Zhou Heng's grandfather was almost superb, Zhou Heng saw his grandfather throw the flying knife into the eyes and mouth of the prey more than once, even if it was a rabbit running fast, or a big bird about to take off, as long as the grandfather wanted, he could shoot it down.

At the end of the first day, the prey was very impressive, three wild hares, two pheasants, several bird eggs and unknown wild vegetables with mushrooms, rabbit barbecue, pheasant stew.

Everyone ate very happily, and praised the abundant game in the mountains and wilderness, which is wonderful.

In the evening, Grandpa and Zhou Heng took turns to stay and keep vigil.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Heng came out to replace his grandfather.

Grandpa's face was gloomy, he looked at Zhou Heng and said, "You are tempted." ”

Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what his grandfather was talking about.

"How do you feel when you see their guns?" Grandpa turned the fire, his face was illuminated by the fire, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"It's very powerful, I also want to have such a thing, if there is such a weapon, then ......" Zhou Heng said excitedly, and even his tone trembled a little.

"So what?" For some reason, Zhou Heng actually heard the helplessness in his grandfather's tone.

"The whole mountain, and what other beasts I can't hunt." Whether it is a deer, a goose, or a bear, a tiger, or a wild boar that needs to be looked up to on weekdays, Zhou Heng believes that as long as he has a gun in hand, all beasts will surrender under his hands.

Grandpa shook his head, took out a handful of tobacco from his arms, rolled it with paper and lit it on the fire, and slowly smoked it.

The smoke was filled, and Grandpa's eyes were a little dazed.

"You know what? It's not easy to be a hunter, there are more than a dozen hunters of my generation, but I'm the only one who can live to my age. ”

"That's why grandpa is a legend." In Zhou Heng's young heart, grandpa is a living legend, even if he is a mountain god grandfather, he is not as powerful as grandpa.

"No, I just know a truth."

Grandpa looked up at the sky, there was a bright starry sky above his head, and the bright stars were shining, and the grandfather was more and more confused, as if he was reminiscing, as if he was confused.

"Never have faith in too much power."

"Huh?" Zhou Heng opened his mouth, a little unsure of what his grandfather meant.

"I'm the only hunter of my generation who lives because I'm so talented? Or is it because I am loved by the mountain gods, and even like the hunters who are a few generations younger than me said, your grandfather and I are the White Tiger Star Monarch, and I can deter all beasts. No, there were more hunters in my generation than me. ”

Grandpa recalled that in his generation, in terms of hunting skills, there were skilled firearms who could hit flies ten meters away with extremely inaccurate earthen guns, those who were strong enough to wrestle with old cows, and a few talented people who could feel the mood and thoughts of beasts from the changes in the environment and the footprints of wild beasts.

Many people in that generation were legends, but now, only grandpa has survived.

It's just my grandfather.

"I've never believed in firearms, I've never trusted weapons, and I can do all the hunting on my own without using any foreign objects, do you know why?"

Zhou Heng shook his head.

"For a hunter, when he loses his fear of his prey, he has already reached the point of no return."

"I don't understand?" Zhou Heng is still young, and he really doesn't understand what his grandfather is talking about.

Grandpa didn't say much, so he let his favorite grandson go to sleep.

Come together in the morning, Zhou Heng yawned and took the people in the city to walk the mountain road, long before the people in the city came over, the grandfather made a travel route, the route passed through the dense forest, the big but gentle river, and then climbed the mountain peak, watched the sunset and morning glow, and then returned to the mountain village from a hunter's trail, for half a month, during which you can read all the mountains and rivers, and see the magnificent scenes that the city can't see.

As expected, the people of the city were amazed as soon as they stepped into the largest mountain, and saw the white mist churning, dotted with emerald green dotted in the translucent milky white.

The scene of the mountain is ordinary, white is only white, emerald green is only a very light green, it is not surprising to divide any part of the mountain, but the deep mountain is big enough, the big is majestic, the big stretches for hundreds of miles, towering into the clouds, the mountain is big, the mountain is majestic, the mountain is strange, just like the pen of the world's most brilliant painter, the writer does not need how noble the painting paper, nor does he need how colorful and significant pigments, even if it is the cheapest charcoal pen in his hand, as long as a few sketches, the charm and connotation are sufficient.

Zhou Heng and his grandfather spent a day walking through the mountains, and when they went down the mountain to find the hut where the hunter lived when he hunted, the starry curtain was already hanging upside down, and the people in the city pointed to the stars in the sky. The majestic nature of the bright galaxy and the mountains, its bigness, its breadth is the style, and it is the foundation. On top of that, any embellishment is just embellishment.

The next few days were uneventful, and Grandpa and Zhou Heng successfully led the people in the city to the peak of the largest mountain before sunset.

The sunset slowly sank in front of everyone, spraying a thin golden light staining the earth, unlike the midday sun, it is not hot, nor dazzling, it doesn't even matter if you look directly, but this hanging thing hanging overhead makes people feel that it is out of reach, but it is so huge, such a sunset with incomparable heat and majesty, it is about to fall, and it will not be long before it is about to be surrounded by darkness.

No matter how hot and conspicuous it is in life, in the end, it still needs to sink into darkness. Countless helplessness, countless joys, will be gone, the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, and how similar to people.

The hearts of everyone present were filled with an indescribable emotion, some were sad, some were unbearable, and more about life, for the illusory sense of the world, under such a breathtaking and spectacular sunset, what is a human being like ants?

I spent my life in a hurry, what is the meaning of this life?

The sunset is still there, and the sunset is red several times.

What is real in this world?

Man and the sunset, or man and nature, is more deeply related to man and Tao.

What can one do in these associations?

What can be changed?

It is a kind of Zen, or almost Tao, that people can only start to think about their own insignificance after they truly feel the vastness of the world.

"Look at it carefully, I've been watching this sun all my life, and I don't know how long I can watch it." Grandpa closed his eyes and squatted down, not knowing what he was thinking.

The sun finally sinks, and the night obscures the light, spreading endless darkness, and all kinds of nocturnal animals begin to move frequently.

In this dangerous environment, Li Dazhuang, a hunter in the village second only to his grandfather, found his grandfather, he walked for two days, slept less than four hours a day, and when he found his grandfather, his eyes were blood-red, his strong body was panting, and he talked to his grandfather.

After that, the grandfather accompanied Li Dazhuang and left. Before leaving, he asked Zhou Heng to take care of the people in the city.

Zhou Heng has been a hunter for three years, and his hunter experience has passed, and the route chosen by his grandfather is absolutely safe, as long as he doesn't get lost or take the wrong road, he will never be in danger.

It's just such a little difficult, and grandpa believes that Zhou Heng can complete it.

Zhou Heng also thinks so.

On the second day, Zhou Heng woke up the people in the city who were sleeping lazily one by one, and took them to see the morning glow that was no less beautiful than the sunset.

Compared with the calm and heavy sunset, the morning glow is full of passion, like the cry of a newborn baby, containing a rich and energetic howl. As soon as the morning light came out, it lit up half of the sky, and the aurora curtain easily drove away the darkness like a wildfire, and the lush dense forest began to emerge.

This is simply like the end of chaos, the whole heaven and earth are rapidly deriving, and the people watching are the creator gods who created the heavens and the earth, the kind of pleasure that controls the heavens and the earth, and the growth of all things comes to my heart wave after wave.

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, I feel like I've been washed through." The youngest and most beautiful girl exclaimed loudly, she seemed to be very excited, she actually took off the clothes that were put on the outside, and only the translucent underwear was left running around, Zhou Heng had never seen this, and his whole face was red.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Xiao Wu, who is usually the quietest, to be so crazy." The middle-aged man with the strongest aura among the three big-bellied middle-aged people laughed, unlike the majestic laughter in the past, his current smile is simple and gentle, and he seems to appreciate Xiao Wu's explicit but sincere performance.

Zhou Heng knew this middle-aged man, usually all the people in the city called him President Zhang, only his grandfather dared to call him by his full name - Zhang Xun.

"Young man, what are your plans next, we all rely on you." Zhang Xun raised his hand and clenched his fists, not looking down on Zhou Heng at all because of his young age.