Meng Dezi was out of protection for the rare pair of silver wolf kings on Changbai Mountain, so he always said to outsiders that Uncle Meng was old and dizzy, and he was wrong. Otherwise, in the past ten years, I don't know how many crazy poachers will attract the coveted silver wolf, and the strange thing is that no one else has ever seen the pair of silver wolves and their children except Uncle Meng.

The three poachers who appeared in Uncle Meng's story have not been heard from in the past ten years, and even their families believe that they may have fallen into the belly of a wild beast in the mountains and become food.

Unexpectedly, after ten years, An Xin, who had never been to Changbai Mountain, not only dreamed of them, but also described their appearance accurately, how could this not make Meng Dezi feel frightened? At the same time, he inexplicably had a bad premonition about this trip to Changbai Mountain.

It's just that when he was down the mountain, because he felt that Ji Anxin took action, he cured Uncle Meng's illness, so he agreed to take her and Li Yuanhao into the mountain to dig a wild ginseng that was about to reach five leaves. That ginseng Meng Dezi has been kept and has not been willing to dig it, because there are fewer and fewer superb wild ginseng like this, basically it can be said that digging one is one less. If it weren't for An Xin's face this time, he would really be reluctant to dig it out now. But since this person has already come up, he can't give up halfway because of An Xin's dream, Meng Dezi gritted his teeth and decided to continue.

After the three of them had breakfast, they tidied up the wooden house again, and washed the used pots and pans with boiling snow water. The burnt wood was replenished, and at last the door was carefully bolted, lest any wild beast that could not find a safe haven break in. In the words of Meng Dezi. This is to prepare the next mountain dweller to stop at this wooden hut.

After doing all this, Meng Dezi, An Xin and Li Yuanhao, plus the hounds that ran around happily, went on the road again. However, Meng Dezi and Li Yuanhao have a few more pockets on their bodies, which contain the wild boar legs left over from yesterday's eating.

After walking for about six or seven hours, I came to a place called 'Lynx Gully', according to Meng Dezi. This place name was given by the locals and cannot be found on the map. It is said that there are patches of oak trees in the lynx ditch. Hazelnut trees and red pines are the favorite places for wild boar herds to eat in winter. In the summer, the mountains are high and densely forested, and it is difficult to get out of the prey even if you hit it. But in the winter, when the snow covers the mountains. A lot of the food was buried in the snow xiamian, and wild boar herds often gathered in the lynx ditch to collect acorns to eat, and it became a frequent place for poachers. They also set up countless vicious and dangerous traps there, catching the unsuspecting wild boar herd one by one. It would be very dangerous to meet those red-eyed poachers there, but it was also the only place to go to the place where the five-grade leaf wild ginseng grows. If you give up here and go another way to dig ginseng, you will have to go around for at least two more days, after thinking about it for a long time. Meng Dezi still took An Xin and Li Yuanhao into the lynx ditch.

After entering the lynx ditch, Meng Dezi walked to the front of his ginseng digging team, and An Xin and Li Yuanhao followed behind him, walking deep and shallow. The thick snow creaked under their feet. Looking up, the two high mountains stood on the north and south sides, and the summits were not clear at all, surrounded by heavy fog, and their true faces could not be seen clearly. A meandering canyon stretches northeast with large fields of pine and hazelnut trees. Oak trees grow together. Even in the winter when the leaves are falling, the entire canyon is shaded by dense trees. Coupled with the high mountains on both sides, people enter this lynx ditch, and they feel that the sky is a lot darker, which is a little more yin than outside.

After entering the ditch and walking more than two miles, Meng Dezi found that there were traces of being arched by pigs under the oak trees, and the huge forest was almost turned over by the pigs, one pit after another was almost connected, and the hoof prints in the snow were also disorganized.

Meng Dezi squatted on the ground and carefully checked, and found that many of the hoof prints on the ground were the size of a fist, it is said that the big pigs in this kind of pig herd should be about two or three hundred catties, in addition to looking at the hoof prints, Meng Dezi also pressed the pig manure on the ground with his hand, although it was not hot, but it was still a little soft inside, and it was not completely frozen hard, which showed that the group of wild boars left for absolutely no more than an hour, and the group of hunting dogs sniffed around the pig dung, obviously they had smelled a strong smell of wild boars, All of them barked in circles, and then one by one they headed northeast.

Meng Dezi also said with some excitement: "Such a large group of wild boars are still running very fast, and there is no movement at all." Let's go and see. ”

An Xin grabbed him, she frowned and listened carefully, Meng Dezi was a little confused. Li Yuanhao knew that she must have noticed something, so he asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

An Xin took another deep breath, her little face like white porcelain was tense, and she said solemnly: "Just in front, I smelled a very strong smell of blood, really strong and pungent. We need to be careful. ”

"How so? There really smelled of blood, my hounds would have noticed it a long time ago, you smelled it wrong. Meng Dezi was disapproving, you know, dogs' sense of smell is many times more sensitive than humans, how can it be that before the hunting dog notices, An Xin smelled it first, it is impossible. In his mind, An Xin, as a girl, heard that she had found a herd of wild boars, so she was timid, and she was embarrassed to say it directly, so she just made an excuse and didn't want to go with her.

Thinking of this, Meng Dezi said happily: "It's okay, if there is really a herd of wild boars, we will retreat and not mess with them." We have hounds and guns, and they don't dare to come close. ”

An Xin was not as optimistic as Meng Dezi, she sighed and said, "I'm afraid that the wild boar herd you mentioned no longer exists, let's go over and have a look together." ”

"How could it not exist, they leave so many fresh traces, they must not run too far. If we push harder, we can catch up. Meng Dezi said confidently as he took the lead and walked forward. But obviously, he didn't understand the meaning of An Xin's words.

Li Yuanhao understood, he and An Xin followed behind Meng Dezi and hurried to the road, while asking: "You mean that there are poachers in front of them, and they have already killed that group of wild boars?" ”

"I don't know exactly what it is, but from the intensity of the smell of blood, at least ten or more boars have been killed." An Xin's brow was still furrowed tightly.

"Those poachers are outlaws, because of years of killing, they have long regarded life as a mustard. And the firepower in their hands must not be low, if we really run into them later, you must be careful, don't rely on your skills, don't take them in your eyes, be careful of overturning in the ditch. Li Yuanhao's uneasy patience instructed An Xin to be vigilant.

In this way, the three of them chased after the hounds, and walked swiftly through the snow as if they were walking on the ground. Meng Dezi saw that An Xin and Li Yuanhao's speed in the forest was not slower than his own at all, and they were still blushing and breathless, obviously not reaching the limit of speed.

Meng Dezi couldn't help but secretly feel competitive, he sped up the speed on his feet, like the most agile cheetah in the forest, constantly jumping, running, and sliding in the snow, ditches, and woods, but Meng Dezi began to feel a little out of breath after using all his strength, but when he looked back, An Xin and Li Yuanhao were still closely following behind him, leisurely like a leisurely stroll, and they didn't leave a single step, so that Meng Dezi couldn't be convinced.

Meng Dezi's competitive mind, how could An Xin and Li Yuanhao not see it, after chasing after me, seeing that Meng Dezi's speed finally slowed down, the two looked at each other and smiled unintentionally.

Along the way, although Meng Dezi was running rapidly, he also noticed the changes in the hoof prints of the wild boars on the snow. Judging from the hoof prints, the wild boars seemed to walk very casually, and there were also miscellaneous hoof prints on both sides of the big group of wild boars, and there were scattered traces of arching and rubbing under the trees on both sides.

The group of hunting dogs saw that the speed of their master's running slowed down, and they had to slow down as well, and they also ran back to Meng Dezi's feet from time to time and barked eagerly, and frequently lowered their heads, hunched their waists, and twitched their noses back and forth, as if expressing their urgent desire to attack quickly.

The forest is too dense, and you can't see far at all just by looking at it, Meng Dezi is dead and An Xin and Li Yuanhao are competing for the high and low, so naturally the speed will not be so fast. The three of them walked through this lynx ditch for more than ten minutes, and suddenly several dull gunshots rang out in this vast and silent snowy mountain, which seemed so abrupt and thrilling.

The three of them were taken aback, and almost simultaneously crouched down, hiding their bodies in the withered bushes. At this moment, a faint smell of rust-like blood wafted over, and along with this smell came a faint cacophony of human voices and animal wails.

The hounds also put away their original leisure, and they clamped their tails tightly, and their throats let out a 'whine' sound, as if to warn their owners.

Meng Dezi was shocked and said, "There are poachers ahead. "To be continued

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