Zhuang Mingcheng cooked some potatoes and boiled some water.

After digging the last shovelful of sand in the stream, Lu Fangfang put down the shovel and walked towards the campfire.

She worked tirelessly for most of the day, and when she got ashore, her arms were still trembling and her feet were almost numb from the cold water.

But looking at the gold dust in the liquor bottle, she felt it was all worth it.

"Stop looking at it, quickly drink some hot water."

Looking at his money-grubbing wife, Zhuang Mingcheng felt somewhat helpless.

He snatched the bottle of liquor from his wife's hand and handed her a kettle instead.

Lu Fangfang held it, took a small sip, and then felt a little better.

"Little Flower, come here."

"Meow~"

Little Flower shook her fluffy head and walked over to her, puzzled.

Lu Fangfang picked up Xiaohua and placed her on her lap, then let out a comfortable groan.

And you know what? This leopard skin was so warm and smooth, she couldn't resist petting it again.

"You two be careful tonight, I'll give you a good boost when we get back."

Lu Fangfang called over the little Tibetan fox and petted it again.

After eating a few roasted potatoes, the two went inside the tent.

In this dark valley, none of them dared to sleep soundly, and they kept their guns close at hand, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the two were awakened by Xiaohua's scream.

Lu Fangfang grabbed the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and walked barefoot out of the tent.

At this moment, Zhuang Mingcheng was already standing outside the tent with a gun in his hand.

"Mingcheng, what's wrong?"

Lu Fangfang looked around but didn't see any danger.

“Look up at the mountain.”

Lu Fangfang looked up and vaguely saw a white figure on the mountain peak.

She recognized the figure all too well; it was the snow leopard she had encountered yesterday.

On a cliff not far from the snow leopard, there were five or six blue sheep. At this moment, the snow leopard was crawling on its stomach, slowly moving towards the blue sheep.