Chapter 167: Lin Hai Snow Plain
The old man Niu Qing gave Song Shushu a pretty good feeling, not only calm, but also quite powerful in his words and deeds, and he seemed to be the kind of monster who was very responsible.
It feels much more reliable than Wu Tiangui's conservative old stubbornness!
This time Hu Li is also back, and she is still carrying a pair of big boots in her hands!
This kind of big boot is a kind of shoe unique to the northern mountains, called felt rattle.
In the northern mountains in winter, the wind is hard and the snow is cold, the temperature can reach more than minus 40 degrees, and even minus 50 degrees in extreme times.
The felt crunch was born in response to this climate, and it was brought from the steppes further north.
Wool was rolled into felt, and then this felt was used to make large boot tubes.
The felt is hard, thick, and heavy, and it can't be made as fine as ordinary shoes, so it doesn't even distinguish between the left and right feet.
Before wearing this kind of heavy felt quack, you have to put on a pair of thick wool socks, and after wearing them, it looks like hanging more than ten catties of lead.
It is also thanks to Song Shushu that he can borrow demon power again, and he has practiced the true yang heart method, although he has not practiced any thorough skills, at least this body is much stronger than before, one hundred and eighty pounds on the body, not to mention that it is almost as light as nothing.
Wearing this felt crunch, it is not a problem to go over the mountains and snow, and it is very warm.
In this kind of weather, I didn't even think about driving a tractor into the mountain, even if I had the eyes of a young woman with a scholar, I didn't want to drive thirty or fifty meters.
Originally, Song Shushu was going to bring two stupid ones, and he was a good hand to carry something, and he could be a mount when he was tired.
As a result, as soon as he left the village, Beilinzi hadn't entered yet, and the second stupid man let go, and he refused to leave no matter how he dragged and kicked.
On this cold day, don't shrink in a warm room and eat bean cakes to sleep, and go into the mountains with you to freeze, isn't that a hole in your brain?
Song Shushu realized the shortcomings at this time, not to mention raising a few cows and horses, raising two donkeys can also help here!
Originally, it was quite cold in the village, but as soon as I entered the North Forest, the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees in an instant.
When I stepped on the frozen Beida River, there was no shelter, the wind was like a knife, and it was even colder.
Song Shushu wrapped himself tightly, and when he crossed the Beidahe, his eyes seemed to be frozen into two ice eggs.
At this time, the True Yang Heart Method comes in handy, and the Yang Heart Method can also bring some warmth to some extent, so that it will not be unbearable.
On the other hand, the group of monsters, including Lu Cao'er, ran briskly enough in light clothes.
Tiger Roaring Forest, Lang Jingkong and Lu Dashu They are still pulling the climbing plow, and they don't know that in this cold and cold day, they can find something good to come out of the mountain.
The previous scope of activity has always been the area south of the Great River, and the north of the Great River has not yet come.
Now I know why I didn't come, first, because the river is difficult to cross, and second, when I cross the river, it is as if I have entered another world, a pure primitive, completely far away from the civilized world.
The cold wind carried snow particles through the forest, making a strange roaring sound, the dead grass more than a meter high stood tenaciously in the cold wind, and from time to time there were branches that rattled and cracked and fell from the trees.
In this situation, I wanted to howl through the forest and the sea across the snow and rush to the sky! But when I opened my mouth, I was filled with a mouthful of wind and snow particles.
Song Shushu felt a little tight, and walked under the root of the tree to put it first, but with a swish, a snow-white figure jumped up and swished out against the snow skin.
"It's a rabbit, I have something to eat at noon!" Song Shushu shouted, chased after him at the start, and chased the rabbit not far away.
Song Shushu didn't believe in evil, and followed the rabbit's footprints and continued to chase down, and he didn't know how far he had chased, and with a bang, he hit the belly of the tiger roaring forest.
I walked back along the rabbit's footprints.
Tiger Roaring Lin laughed strangely and shouted, "Look and see, Village Chief Xiao Song is actually chasing rabbit footprints!"
Hu Li jumped up and kicked him in the knee, and said angrily: "My man is willing to chase rabbit prints, can you manage it!"
"But rabbits will come in circles, and chasing footprints will stun!"
"That's glad too!" said Hu Li angrily.
Song Shushu then figured out that rabbits in the wild are not stupid at all, as the old saying goes, rabbits don't eat the grass by the nest, not because the grass on the edge of the nest is not delicious, but to keep the grass as a cover.
At the same time, when the rabbit enters and exits the hole, it will strive to jump, not leaving traces at the entrance of the hole, even when it is running in the snow, it will go around and around, even if it is the smartest hunter, following the rabbit's footprints, it will be like encountering a ghost hitting the wall, turning in circles.
The rabbit was not caught, and then went into the mountains, until it was almost noon, and entered a forest, where the red was shining brightly, and the snow bent the branches.
"Ah, there are even mountain dings!" Song Shushu approached, only to see that the trees were full of red and translucent mountain dings.
The ripe mountain cloves were originally a little translucent, hanging on the tree did not have time to fall, it was frozen by an early snow, dried in the cold winter, it was as red as crystal, pick a handful and put it in the mouth hard, when the fruit was moistened, a trace of sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth, which makes people taste delicious.
Song Shushu picked a lot, and this thing is usually quite good to eat as a snack.
"Village Chief Xiao Song, do you want to have thick plums here?"
Not far away, a small thick plum tree was hung with strings of black thick plums.
Thick plums look like grapes, belong to the fruit of the tree, the fruit is smaller, the seeds are larger, and the only thing that can be eaten is a little pulp between the outer layer of skin and the kernel.
This thing matures in the summer and lasts until the fall.
Thick plums are also very delicious, but they are more astringent, and they are sticky to the tongue, and eating too much will paste a layer of fruit pulp on the tongue, which will also cause constipation.
After frosting, it will become sweet, and after hanging on the tree to be naturally dried and frozen, the astringency is all gone, and the peel and flesh are crumpled and wrapped in the kernel, which looks like a processed preserves.
After walking a short distance, I also saw some water grapes hanging on the seedlings, which are also naturally dried raisins, which are far less sweet than the raisins on the market, sour and sweet, and have a more flavorful taste.
These small fruits can still hang on the trees and seedlings without being pecked by birds, so it can only be said that they are lucky enough.
When Song Shushu was struggling in a snow nest, there was a tiger roaring forest shouting in front of him, "Hey, look! I have to eat today!"
With the roar of the tiger, there was a faint wolf howl.
Song Shushu struggled in the waist-deep snow nest, and he was about to lose his head.
A burst of snow foam fluttered, Lu Dashu grabbed Song Shushu and threw him out, and then the two of them squatted in the leeward part of the snow nest, their faces were not very good.
"Brother Lu, sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, Brother Feng can't see you eating chicken, and we can't see you eating deer, just like you can't see others eating monkeys!"
Song Shushu looked at it and understood what was going on.
On the edge of the forest not far away, seven or eight wolves were protecting a bloody sika deer, barking their teeth and roaring at Tiger Roaring Lin and Lang.
Tiger Roaring Forest carried a thick stick, two arrows stepped forward, one stick whipped the head wolf two heels, and suddenly the other wolves retreated together, separated by more than ten meters, did not leave and did not dare to step forward, only dared to roar vigorously.