The Tomb of the Yellow Skin Chapter 2 The Tomb of the Yellow Skin (Part II)

These three sets of hunter hunting methods, only can not deal with the rough skin and thick flesh of the human bear, the last time we met the human bear in Lamagou, almost lost their lives, so at this moment the swallow mentioned the threat of the human bear, I also had a sudden heart, but then said: "Listen to the cricket and don't farm the land?" People and bears are not invulnerable, and they are hiding in the bear cave at night, let's take advantage of the darkness to touch the group of mountains and set a few yellow skins and come back, what is the risk of taking this point, don't forget that our team is invincible. ”

The fat man was so anxious that he stomped his feet next to him, urging us to set off, to do the revolution sooner or later, but only seize the day, under my persuasion, Yanzi finally agreed, in fact, she also wanted to set the yellow skin, but the words of the old branch secretary are still more authoritative in Tunzi, and someone needs to do her ideological work to help her overcome this psychological obstacle.

The weather outside the forest farm hut is very cold, the snow is no longer falling, the big moon is so white that it seeps people, but the moon halo indicates that there will be heavy snow in the near future, the wind in the col is whistling in the mountain wind, in the distance it sounds like a mountain ghost is whimpering and crying, when I came to the forest farm from Tunzi, I have already made up my mind to put on a yellow skin or a fox, and the guys who should be brought are also brought, and a group of three people came to the river of the forest farm by the moonlight.

The river has been frozen, the ice is a layer of snow, standing on the riverbank, more than ten meters away from the river, you can hear the sound of the river ding dong flowing under the ice, because it is "catching up with the winter famine", the autumn is halfway over, suddenly there is a cold snap coming, so the river is not frozen very strong, directly stepping on the ice to cross the river will definitely fall into the ice hole, the safest way is to step on the log frozen in the river to cross the river.

The moonlight reflected the thin snow, the silver light turned to the ground, and the long horizontal logs on the river surface were raised, all of which were not transported downstream, and were temporarily frozen in the river.

Looking at the river is not wide, when I really crossed the river, I found that the river surface is definitely not narrow, the three of us opened the distance, one by one stepping on the wood and walking, because the weather is cold and the clothes are heavy, the footsteps have become very heavy, the broken ice under the feet is rattling, although it is thrilling, but I don't know why, I am not afraid at all, on the contrary, I am a little excited, the impulse to take risks in my bones can not be suppressed, I feel that this behavior is really exciting.

Crossing the river is the forbidden land in the eyes of the local hunters, the forest on this mountain is too dense, the swallow is not sure to enter this forest and can come out, although we are bold, but do not dare to venture, fortunately, the "yellow skin grave" is at the foot of the group mountain, not far from the riverside, there is a large raised mound, there is no grass on it, there are countless holes on the mound, large and small yellow skins are hiding in it, probably because this mound is like a tomb bag, there are often yellow skins in it, so it is called "yellow skin tomb".

We didn't go directly to the "Yellow Skin Grave", we found a leeward red pine forest nearby, here is the downwind, the yellow skin and all kinds of wild beasts on the mountain will not smell our whereabouts, it seems that this is a natural best "ambush point", I beckoned the fat man and the swallow over, and the three of them squatted behind the tree to figure out how to do it.

When the fat man went out, he went out from the tunzi and took out two kettles of soil to burn, the soil was the wine brewed in his own pot, just in the forest hut when he was simmered in the military kettle, and he had been carrying it in his arms when crossing the river, and he took it out at this time, and even had a little hot exhalation, I saw that he drank his mouth slippery, and he was going to come over and drink a few sips, this wine is sweet and instigated, how hard to drink and how hard to drink, it may be the soil roast made with bud rice and high grain stalks.

The fat man said: "Don't pick and choose, let's make up and drink two sips, warm and warm and easy to work, it is already very good to have this kind of soil shochu, we have so many acres of thin land in this ravine, how can there be extra grain to make wine, but I still have a whole bottle of good wine brought from home, and so on set of yellow skin, I have to take care of the whole dish, let's drink two cups to relieve fatigue." Then the fat man asked me how to put on the yellow skin?

I smiled, took out an egg from the shoulder, and said to the swallow a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry swallow, I saw that your Luhua chicken laid two eggs today, so I borrowed one, the time is tight and the task is urgent, so I haven't had time to report to you, but then I thought that for the fox and the yellow skin, the egg is too luxurious, so I pulled a handful of chicken feathers from the Luhua chicken......"

The swallow was so angry that he slapped me on the shoulder: "It's over if you steal the eggs, why are you still pulling the chicken feathers of my Luhua chicken!" The fat man hurriedly dissuaded: "Let's want Wendou not martial arts, go back and let this grandson write an examination and dig deep into the wrong motives of his ideological roots, but for now, let's let him confess how to use chicken feathers and yellow skin." ”

I said that the set of yellow skin is actually the simplest, the smell of chicken feathers is enough to provoke this group of slanderous ghosts to sit and lie restless, swallow her father is a veteran of the fox, the old hunters have ancestral "skin mix", the craft of making "skin mix" has been lost, "skin mix" is actually worthy of the name, is a special leather bag, legend has it that the secret medicine is under the skin when making the skin, the fox with the most sensitive sense of smell can not smell its smell is different, this skin bag has a hexagonal mouth that can only go in and out, the outer mouth is round, can be retracted, Fox and yellow skin can drill in, drill into the hole with a hidden buckle, as if it is elastic generally drill bigger and bigger, but the mouth of the sac inside the skin is hexagonal, the bone seam of the yellow skin, the body of this animal can contract, but only can not drill the hexagonal hole, it is easy to come in and difficult to go out, as long as it drills out, the mouth of the sac will be tightened until it dies. For example, the fox skin is worth a tail because it is worth a lot of money, but if the set of covers and traps hit the fox's tail, the fox skin is worthless.

Tunzi now only the swallow family has a pair of "skin mixed wonton", her ancestors are the family of hunters, this "skin mixed wonton" I don't know how many years it has been passed on, the yellow skin and fox that died in it are simply uncountable, because this guy is too poisonous and too ruthless, indiscriminate to catch a quasi, hunters are most taboo to catch those prey that are pregnant or with cubs, so it is regarded as very unlucky, so swallows and his father do not use it. But I've long wanted to try whether this miraculous "skin dumpling" is good or not, and this time I secretly brought it out.

Coat the chicken feathers with some egg white and put them in the skin bag as bait, pour the remaining egg yolk into the empty kettle, reluctant to give the yellow skin to eat, of course, reluctant to throw it, and have to keep it back to eat scrambled eggs, and then use the dead branches and leaves to camouflage, sprinkle some snow on it, and finally use the branch to sweep away the footprints of people and the smell left behind, this set is completed, the rest is to observe from a distance, to see which unlucky yellow skin is fooled.

After we disguised the "skin mixed wonton", we returned to the red pine and waited, but there was no movement on the mountain forest and snow, the moon was in the sky, I was about to lose patience, at this time there was finally movement on the snow hill, I and the fat man, the swallow three immediately came to the spirit, I fixed my eyes, and my heart was immediately taken aback, my God, this is the yellow fairy Gu who has become fine in the yellow skin grave.