An Xin obediently handed over the wild ginseng to Meng Dezi, and Meng Dezi immediately carefully wrapped it with the bark of the soil and moss, and then took out a wooden box from the backpack, and then carefully put the wild ginseng wrapped in bark into it, and after doing this, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Full-time master no pop-up ad reading. 〗

Seeing An Xin's suspicious eyes, Meng Dezi smiled: "Once these wild ginsengs leave the soil, the water will evaporate quickly and will become deflated, I wrap it with bark and moss, I can protect its aura from leaking." ”

"There are so many exquisite, so there are many other years of wild ginseng under the ground, should we dig them all out." An Xin pointed around and asked, she could clearly feel the fluctuation of spiritual power like stars underground, although it was not dug out by herself, this ginseng grandfather's spiritual power was full of richness, but no matter how little mosquito meat there was, it was not meat.

Meng Dezi was taken aback, and he said with a bitter face: "My little aunt, just stop for a while!" If you dig up all the ginseng here, and ask the descendants of us ginseng diggers to come into the mountains in the future, what will you dig? Besides, they don't have enough years, and it's a pity to dig them up now, so you can spare them a little life and let them grow longer. ”

"Okay then, all these small ones are left for you, but I'll dig up that four-grade leaf over there." Such a good thing is really hard to come by. An Xin thought about getting more back, and it was always right.

"Okay. That's it, and nothing else really works. Meng Dezi had no choice but to reluctantly agree to the female bandit's request, but fortunately, in the year of the wild ginseng. It's not a pity to dig it out now.

So with the help of Li Yuanhao, An Xin dug out the four-grade wild ginseng in more than an hour, in the end there was a difference of thirty years, this four-leaf wild ginseng was smaller than the five-grade wild ginseng, and the ginseng was shorter and less. The aura is not so strong, but compared to the so-called fifty-year-old wild ginseng sold in the yao shop. It's still many times stronger. Even when it was first dug out of the soil, it still looked like a smaller radish.

Meng Dezi cut off a large piece of bark and wrapped the newly unearthed four-grade leaf wild ginseng with the same care. Packed into a wooden box. Just when An Xin was concentrating on digging wild ginseng, the careful Li Yuanhao had already lit a bonfire on the other side and burned a pot of snow water. He smiled and beckoned to An Xin, "Come and wash, flower-faced cat." ”

An Xin took out the small mirror she carried with her and looked at it, and sure enough, her face was black and white, but she was not a flower-faced cat. She was a little embarrassed to stick out her little tongue, and used the still hot snow water to put her black hands. And the dirty little faces are carefully cleaned.

After Meng Dezi put away the wooden box, he also sat down by the bonfire, and he said with a smile: "The big brother's heart is really small. Big sister, you are really blessed to follow him. An Xin played with a dead branch in her hand, lowered her eyes and did not speak, but the dazzling flame illuminated her beautiful cheeks red, which became more and more beautiful and charming.

Suddenly, hunting dogs frolicking on another hillside with a little silver wolf. Let out a terrible barking sound. "Oops, they've run into a beast they can't handle." Meng Dezi face se drastic changes. Those hounds were good helpers that he had trained with his heart, and they were like family to him. So the anxious Meng Dezi picked up the shotgun and strode over. An Xin and Li Yuanhao also stood up, and one of them held a sapper shovel that was used to dig the earth just now, and also followed his footsteps.

When Meng Dezi and the three of them panted and followed the barking of dogs, they saw a mess in the woods. Several resemble domestic cats, but are much larger than domestic cats, with thick limbs and significantly longer hind limbs than forelimbs. The beast, with a short tail and a distinct tuft of long hair on the tip of its ears, was attacking Meng Dezi's hounds.

Meng Dezi was shocked and said, "Where are so many two kings here?" "The two kings in Meng Dezi's mouth are the lynx. In the mountains, except for the tiger, it is it. A lynx can catch four roe deer at a time. The roe deer is very stupid, or it would be called a stupid roe deer. The lynx is very cunning, and is very good at bullying it, as soon as it sees a roe deer, it will rush up and bite one to death, and the rest of them will be frightened, and the lynx will circle around them until the roe deer are also stunned, and then bite to death one by one.

However, lynxes do not like to live in groups, they are generally alone, so Meng Dezi suddenly saw such a large group of lynxes, and the degree of surprise in his heart can be imagined.

The lynx in front of them jumped on their bodies with black tails and drooping ears, and from time to time stretched out their sharp paws and scratched at the heads of the hounds. The lynx's claws were as sharp as small steel knives, and soon the hairs of the hounds flew away, and the flesh was open and bloody.

What made Meng Dezi even more frightened was that there were still a few lynx in the surrounding trees, looking down coldly with their green eyes, they were indifferent, cruel, and they also wanted to add this tragic game of pounce.

The hounds had one or two lynxes hanging from them, all of them scarred, shaking their heads and tails desperately, rolling all over the ground, trying to get the deadly lynx off their bodies. But these lynxes are more agile, and they will jump off the hounds as soon as they roll, but once they stand up, they will pounce on them with perseverance.

Seeing that the hunting dogs that he had trained were seriously injured, because the lynx and the hunting dogs on the ground were all fighting together, the anxious Meng Dezi was afraid that he would accidentally injure the hunting dogs, so he picked up his shotgun and aimed at a lynx standing on the tree and watching the battle.

The crisp sound of gunfire spread far away in the dense forest, and it seemed abrupt and loud. The rest of the lynx immediately stopped in alarm and continued to attack the hounds, and they all scurried up to the treetops, hunched over the trees, their hair blowing up, staring at the sudden intrusion with hostility.

When the scarred hounds saw the arrival of their masters, they all gathered around Meng Dezi as if they had found their backbones. Their heads rubbed back and forth on Meng Dezi's legs, and their throats made whimpering sounds, as if telling their masters about their grievances.

"You little brutes, don't run yet, you still want to play sneak attack, right?" The huffing Meng Dezi picked up the shotgun in his hand again and aimed at the lynx who were staring at his group in the treetops.

The lynx seemed to be aware of the danger that was imminent, and they were still jumping gracefully in the treetops. Their pad-filled claws tucked slightly, revealing the sharp claws hidden inside.

Before Meng Dezi could pull the trigger in his hand, the group of lynx seemed to be crazy, rushing towards Meng Dezi, An Xin and Li Yuanhao. The defenseless Meng Dezi immediately became a little scrambling, and within a few seconds, a lynx with blood on its paw had already pounced in front of him.

It leaped, its sharp claws slashing at his face with the sound of the howling wind. Its movements were very agile, and Meng Dezi knew that if he was scratched by it, he would have to face its extremely sharp and smelly teeth. But he couldn't hide it, so Meng Dezi had to pick up the shotgun in his hand, use it as a stick, and smash it on the head of the fierce lynx. Unfortunately, he smashed into the air, and the lynx, seeing that the situation was not good, had already dodged to the side and dodged.

Just when Meng Dezi's tense heart had just relaxed a little, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. It turned out that it was another lynx that launched a sneak attack on him while he was preoccupied with dealing with the lynx in front of him. However, it only had a chance to scratch Meng Dezi, and it was immediately swept away by a shovel from An Xin, who was quick and quick-eyed.

Of course, she was not the only one who was shot away, I saw her and Li Yuanhao join forces and pick up the sapper shovel in their hands, as if they were playing tennis. After a period of ping-pong, the dozen or so lynx that took the lead in attacking them were like snowballs, and they were all beaten out.

Although An Xin and Li Yuanhao have a lot of strength, the lynx's movements are very flexible, plus its size is not small, and there is a thick layer of fur on its body as protection. So they just rolled on the snow and got up, and they shook the hair off their bodies, and most of them stood up unharmed. Only five or six of them had blood coming out of their bodies, and it seemed that they were hanging colors, but these injuries were not light or serious, which made them even more crazy. So more than half of the lynx jumped up the tree, and it seemed that they wanted to attack both the air and the army.

An Xin, Li Yuanhao, and Meng Dezi stood back to back in a zigzag shape, and Li Yuanhao couldn't help but scold: "Where did this group of little beasts come from? We didn't meet one in the lynx ditch two days ago. It's hell there's such a big group here, and they're so ruthless. ”

Meng Dezi touched his scratched neck, but he felt the blood on his hands, and there was a sharp stinging pain, he couldn't help but gasp, and said puzzledly: "I also think it's strange, I've been on Changbai Mountain for so many years, but I've never seen so many lynx gather together, and I dare to take the initiative to attack humans, it's really incredible." "To be continued, 580

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