The snow was like flocculent, flying all over the sky, and Ren Pingsheng, who originally wanted to go out early in the morning, could only put it on hold for the time being.

It wasn't until almost noon that the snow stopped.

The snow on the ground was about two centimeters thick, barely reaching the surface of your feet.

"The snow fell a little hard at the beginning of the year."

Xiao Wan held a cup of hot water, walked to Ren Pingsheng's side, and reached out to hand the cup to Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng took the water cup, and the hot water cup suddenly expelled the chill in his palm.

"Yours."

Ren Pingsheng touched a yellow thumb bear from his pocket and gave it to Xiao Wan casually.

"Thank you, young master!"

Xiao Wan looked at the cute bear in her hand, and her heart was warm.

Ren Pingsheng held the water cup in both hands, drank half a cup of hot water in small sips, put on gloves and Xiaowan took a broom in the yard to sweep the snow in the yard out of a road.

When the door was opened, the entire village was shrouded in snow.

However, Liujia Village is not like the village I remember when I was a child, when children were rolling in the snow, building snowmen, having snowball fights, and having fun.

And Liujia Village, within a radius of dozens of miles, life is considered to be good, but because of the county's rampant expropriation, most of the harvest has paid taxes, if it were not for the militia in the village from time to time into the mountains to hunt, the life in the village is afraid that it is not much different from other villages.

Most of the villagers do not have enough to eat at home, they do not wear warm clothes, and their parents naturally do not let their children go out to fight.

However, the village after the snow is still a little more lively.

The neighbors all went out and swept a path together to chat with each other.

Although the first snow fell very much, it melted quickly.

Soon after the snow stopped, the sun came out, and by evening, there was no trace of snow in many places, except in the shade.

Early the next morning, Ren Pingsheng was dressed neatly, left the village, and walked in the direction of Red Leaf Mountain.

The sun is warm, and there is still some undigested snow between the mountains and forests.

A gray rabbit probes its brain, sniffing on the ground, looking for food.

Suddenly, the rabbit's ears tensed, and there was a "boom" sound, and its strong and powerful hind legs had just kicked on the ground, and its body had just left the ground, and then suddenly a huge force had already acted on its body.

It rolled and slammed into a tree behind it before stopping.

A man walked up to it, grabbed it by the ear and lifted it up.

"Lunch is over."

Ren Pingsheng directly grabbed the rabbit's ears and continued to walk along the path that had been covered by vegetation and could only be vaguely seen to be like a road.

From time to time, strips of red cloth tied to the trunks of trees guide the way.

Ren Pingsheng is quite familiar with this area, and when he just crossed it, he was in this red leaf mountain.

The strips of cloth on the trunk of the tree were all tied when he went out to explore the road, and he spent the first half of the month groping on this mountain.

When the rabbit in his hand struggled on its hind legs and gradually lost its strength, Ren Pingsheng pushed aside the bushes in front of him.

Lift the clouds and see the sun, and suddenly see the road turning and the stream.

A familiar chalet.

There are traces of human activity around the cabin, and the grass and trees have been cleaned up - it was cleaned up when Ren Pingsheng first arrived.

There are also these bundles of wormwood outside the wooden house, which Ren Pingsheng got from the earth before his life to prevent mosquito bites.

At that time, it was the time when summer and autumn intersected, and the mosquitoes were very powerful!

This wooden hut used to be a hunting hut for hunters in the mountains, but when Ren Pingsheng first crossed into this hut, the thick dust and cobwebs inside showed that this place had been abandoned for a long time.

Throwing the fat gray rabbit in the yard, Ren Pingsheng pushed open the simple door of the wooden house.

After more than two months of not coming, a layer of dust fell again in the house.

There were pots and pans, machetes, daggers, and an iron rod measuring 1.5 meters long and weighing 36 pounds standing on the wall.

Of course, the reason why Ren Pingsheng wanted to come back was the most conspicuous blue Yamaha YZ250F off-road motorcycle inside, which cost him nearly 80,000 yuan at that time, which accounted for one-fifth of his savings at that time!

Unfortunately, it's not very practical.

Originally, Ren Pingsheng regarded this wooden house as a secret safe house for himself, and if something went wrong in Liujia Village, he could escape here with Xiaowan.

Now, since I have planned to move to Qingcheng Town, it is far away from here, and it is not very convenient here in the future.

Naturally, these things have to be packed and packed.

Soon, Ren Pingsheng packed these things and packed them into his transit space.

This small space suddenly became full, so cramped that there was no room for even a foot.

The cabin was empty, Ren Pingsheng took out a plastic box and came to the yard, and when he opened the plastic box, there were seasoning jars.

After disposing of the rabbit's internal organs with a dagger, he went to the brook and washed it inside and out in the clear water.

"Wow~"

The stream was fast and cold.

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but think of the scene when he just got the steel crossbow more than two months ago and hunted in this mountain forest.

His archery skills were also practiced at that time, and even the barbecue with one hand was practiced well.

After the rabbit was cleaned, the fire was lit and turned on the barbecue, and the dripping grease fell into the fire, and the flame "poofed".

Ren Pingsheng also took out his two guns.

Although the bullet is limited, it is also necessary to familiarize yourself with the gun, otherwise when it is time to use it, you will not say whether the head is accurate or not, and say that if you forget to open the insurance, it will be over.

After eating the rabbit, Ren Pingsheng was not in a hurry to go back.

I turned off the insurance and took the 1911A1 and aimed at a tree more than a dozen meters away.

"Smack!"

The bark of the trees flies and the birds chirp.

"The recoil is not very large, and the firearm is still easier to handle than the bow and crossbow."

Although he had never fired a gun before, after the first shot, Ren Pingsheng had the first impression of shooting.

I don't think it's difficult.

Ren Pingsheng then fired several shots at the tree, and the gun hit the trunk of the tree, but none of the shots missed the target.

Changed to 56 and a half and learned the standard shooting position.

The gun was more accurate, the yellow-orange-orange bullet casings fell to the ground, and the sawdust exploded on the big tree that the two of them hugged more than ten meters away, and the bark flew over.

Fierce gunfire echoed through the mountains.

Ren Pingsheng tried to shoot farther away, or because he had been proficient in bow and crossbow shooting before, at this time, when he touched the firearm, his accuracy was very good, at least for some still shooting, he fired more than ten shots, and there was no missing target.

"It's a pity that there are too few bullets, otherwise it is much stronger than a bow and crossbow in terms of convenience, power, accuracy, and distance."

Ren Pingsheng felt a little pity.

He collected all the bullet casings scattered on the ground, and maybe they could be reloaded later.

looked at the watch, it was already more than one o'clock at this time, Ren Pingsheng received 56 and a half into the transit space, refilled the pistol magazine with bullets, opened the insurance, and pinned it to his waist.

With a steel crossbow on his back and an electric baton in hand, he returned to Liujia Village.

I didn't say anything all the way, and it was already past three o'clock when I got home.