Yang Zheng stood on the shore of the lake, looking towards the woods in front of him, and there was an obvious road in the middle, which he had temporarily walked through the woods when he came over yesterday.

Just follow the familiar path to find the past, and you don't have to worry about it at all.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng took a satchel and a net bag, and strode into the woods.

From the shore of the lake to the cliffs, it doesn't seem to be very far, two or three kilometers at most. It could take about half an hour to walk through.

After the giant entered the dense woods.

In an instant, the violent movement caused by it frightened the birds and beasts in this area and fled in all directions.

However, Yang Zheng didn't mean to catch them, and continued to hold the net and move straight forward.

Because his mind is no longer on hunting, his attention now has become different from before.

Walking through chest-high woods, he walked forward and looked around.

Hopefully something will be discovered.

As for those precious wild mushrooms hidden on the ground, it is estimated that they will not be found, after all, the huge volume is placed there.

No matter how big the mushroom is, in his eyes, it is estimated that it is about the same as a coin.

It's so hard to spot them.

You can't just crawl all the way forward.

Besides, the view is blocked by the lush foliage on the chest, and sometimes it is impossible to see what is on the ground at all.

Now he can only pin his attention on finding precious wood.

I hope to be able to find precious trees such as small-leaved red sandalwood and huanghuali in this primeval mountain forest.

On both sides of the gentle woods, close to the mountain, you can occasionally see some ancient pine trees more than three meters high.

Soon, one of the nearest pine trees caught his attention.

"Hey, there's something ...... on that pine tree."

From a distance of several meters, he faintly saw that at the top of a stout and mottled old pine tree, around its top covered with green pine needles, there seemed to be dark green fruits the size of peanuts.

What the hell is this, quite a lot?

Yang Zheng was a little curious in his heart, walked up quickly, took out a magnifying glass, and found that it was a mini pine tower.

This is not a ubiquitous pine fruit, because it is the most common pine tree, and it is generally relatively low, and the pine towers are small and useless.

But these pine towers in front of you are the kind of big pine towers that contain edible pine nuts.

Generally, the tree is not tens or hundreds of years old, and it will not bear fruit.

Looking at the colors of the pine towers, it felt that they were not yet ripe.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of the pine pickers in the northeast.

I've seen videos of this before.

In the video, some uncles from the Northeast took the risk of climbing dozens of meters of pine trees to pick these fruits containing pine nuts.

It is said that this thing is quite expensive.

Freshly picked pine towers can be sold for ten yuan a catty, and if it is pine nuts, the price is even higher.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not the season to pick pine towers.

I usually have to wait until after September and October.

In the following time, Yang Zheng observed the big pine trees on the nearby mountains along the way.

Basically, most of the pine trees are covered with dark green pine towers.

You know, this area is not the place with the most pine trees.

Like the valley where he caught wild boars the day before yesterday, the area of a kilometer long is all old pine trees more than three meters high.

It is estimated that they are all full of pine towers.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng suddenly became excited.

Get rich!

Just wait another two or three months, and I'll be making a lot of money.

Looking at these pine towers in front of him, he faintly had a plan in his heart.

In September and October, take a car to the northeast for a while, and then pick pine towers and sell them for money.

Like the pine tower in the small world, when it grows larger, it must be at least a few hundred grams.

At that time, at the end of the day, you can pick tens of thousands of catties casually.

With his height as a giant in the small world, picking pine towers is simply not too convenient.

According to the recycling price of ten yuan a pound of fresh pine tower, he estimated that he could earn more than 100,000 yuan a day.

With a six-figure daily income, it's cool to think about.

Immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the future, Yang Zheng continued to walk forward with a smile.

Towards the depths of the woods, I walked for a while.

Soon, the familiar cliff appeared in front of me.

At this moment, he was less than 100 meters away from the cliff, and when he looked up, he could clearly see that at the top of the cliff, the towering giant tree stood proudly in the wind, like a giant green umbrella.

"Whew......"

Suddenly, a fierce roar, a hundred meters away, reached Yang Zheng's ears.

He couldn't help frowning, and scolded secretly: "This damn white tiger, why is it so keen? Before I could get there, a hundred meters from the cliff, it started to roar and warn? ”

"It's really annoying, I have to fix it well......

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng quickened his pace and ran towards the cliff at the fastest speed.

Soon, he was at the bottom of the cliff.

Looking up at it, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

I saw the white tiger, covered in blood, lying on the edge of the left side of the cliff, looking down at a small hole in the stone wall below, roaring madly.

Whew......

After a few roars, it suddenly shook and fell to the ground.

However, after a few seconds, it staggered to its feet again, trembling at the small hole under the stone wall, and roared again.

After repeating this many times, Yang Zheng found that the white tiger seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and in the end, when it roared, it was extremely difficult.

But it still refused to flinch, staring at the small hole in the stone wall, and kept roaring.

After watching it for a long time, Yang Zheng reacted.

It turned out that this time it wasn't for me, but for other reasons.

However, he had some doubts in his heart at the moment.

That white tiger was fine yesterday, extremely fierce, why is it covered in blood today, and it has become such a weak and embarrassed miserable appearance?

With its huge size and ferocious combat power, it can be said that within this small world, it belongs to the top of the food chain.

With such a strong strength, there is still something that can hurt it?

It's so abnormal.

Sure enough, this small world is getting weirder and weirder.

There must be a lot of secrets hidden that I don't know.

Yang Zheng originally wanted to go to the top of the cliff to have a look, but the result was the same as yesterday, and he didn't find a way to go up.

In the end, I had to give up.

"I'll go around other places and see if I can find huanghuali and red sandalwood."

Thinking of this, he immediately ran towards the mountain in front of him.

Before leaving, he deliberately glanced back and found that the white tiger had fallen on the edge of the cliff, and there was faint blood flowing under his mouth and nose.

He's dead?

Such a fierce white tiger died like this?

I thought it was the ultimate boss in this area, waiting for me to brush it?

Yang Zheng shook his head, and then climbed towards the top of the mountain.