"You are the sheep, baa~" Lian Xiaomin made a face and asked Wang Xintian to help her support the wild boar.

They pulled and pushed it again, and Wang Xintian used all his strength to lift it onto Lian Xiaomin's back. He thought, people usually describe something as old and heavy, like a dead pig, and this is absolutely true.

I'm old and heavy, and even my strong strength is not easy, after all, I weigh more than 300 pounds.

But look at Xiaomin again, she just exerted her strength on her waist and lifted it up like a game. If she wasn't so small, would she need help from others? This person is really incomparable, this is kung fu.

He was thinking about something in his mind, but his hands were busy. He helped Lian Xiaomin to cover the back. He had to bend down and hold the wild boar's hind legs from the bottom to prevent them from dragging on the ground. In this way, the two of them carried the wild boar over.

Wang Xintian wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand and said directly: Let me drive the car, and then put the two roe deer in Hu Zi's car. "

Doubao had already put the four little wild boars on his car, and then turned around to help Zhang Wenyong. The two of them carried the mother wild boar and put it on the last car to help Zhang Wenyong.

Hu Zi came over to help Wang Xintian untie the rope, and then he moved the two roe deer to his car.

In fact, he felt that he was really fine. His arm was in great condition today and he could use his strength.

He stood in front of Wang Xintian's car, chattering with his thick lips for a long time, his dark face turned red, and said, "I can do it. You can pull the wild boar for me. Don't mess around."

But everyone didn't listen to him and tried to save his money. Wang Xintian, as the eldest brother, was even more brutal and finally kicked him in the leg: "Get lost, your brother is here, it's not your turn."

Zhang Wenyong also said, "You guys ahead of us, please stop being so lazy. Don't delay our journey. Where is this place? Let's go."

Lian Xiaomin looked at the two innocent roe deer: No one wants you two.

Everybody is kind-hearted and tough, the Five Tigers team is great to get along with.

In this way, the convoy formed a straight line and continued on its journey. Just now, they were busy and it took them an hour and a half.

It was almost noon, but we didn't want to stop for too long, so we decided to have lunch later. In this way, we walked along the foot of the mountain under the noon sun, and Lian Xiaomin followed without distraction.

It was not until about 2:00 p.m. that they reached a steep ridge. Wang Xintian found a slightly flatter spot and stopped. The four cars behind him also stopped one by one.

Wang Xintian said loudly: "Let's take a break and eat some dry food." Then he picked up the backpack and found a big tree to sit down and rest. When the sun was strong, it was very hot, so he took off his fur coat and only wore a thin navy blue cotton coat without a patch.

Pulling a cart requires a lot of effort. Even if you wear less, you won't feel cold. Instead, you will sweat all over.

Everyone took their things, walked over to the big tree, gathered some dry branches to cushion their attacks, and sat down to rest.

Lian Xiaomin first took out her water bottle to drink water, but she was so thirsty that her throat was about to smoke, so she drank gulps of water.

Zhang Wenyong asked Huzi to bring the big water bag and pour it slowly so that he could wash his hands and the blood on the knife. After they had just cleaned up the car, everyone hurried to leave the place, fearing that they would attract other wild animals. He wiped his hands with a rag and didn't even have time to clean up the knife.

When Hu Zi saw it, his eyes widened as well. He turned to Lian Xiaomin in surprise and said, "Hey, Xiaomin, is this what you gave him? Do you have anything else to give to everyone? Um..."

Lian Xiaomin: ... "Meh~" If you hold me back, I'll have nothing left, I'll go bald...

Doubao was amused and said, "Brother Sanyong, you are really quick. You have liked this thing before, but I have never seen you make a good dagger. How many times have you carved the handle? Is that all you know how to carve? Why don't you make two knives as good as Xiaomin's?"

Zhang Wenyong continued to wipe the knife and ignored him: "I am happy to do so."

Doubao came over to take a look. He also took off his fur coat and put it on the ground to cool down for a while. He was sweating all over. He was wearing a thick dark gray sweater with flowers knitted with big knitting needles. It looked half-new.

"Hurry up and put on your coat. Don't shiver or you'll catch a cold." Zhang Wenyong said to him while wiping his dagger.

Doubao squatted beside him, looking at the knife with envy in his little eyes: "Brother Sanyong, have you named this knife? This is the knife that our little Hua Mulan used to kill the Tiger King. It can't be ordinary, it must have a resounding name."

After Hu Zi finished watering Zhang Wenyong, he sat aside to drink water. Hearing this, he followed suit: "Yes, Brother Sanyong, the precious swords in the opera all have great names."

Doubao pursed his lips, rested one arm on his knee, supported his round face with his hand, and squinted his eyes to think of a name. Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Let's call it the Tiger Slaughtering Knife!"

Lian Xiaomin couldn't spit out a mouthful of water. Teacher Jin hadn't taken out the Dragon Slaying Sword yet, but Doubao had taken out the Tiger Slaying Sword. What should we do? It's so funny, but we can't talk about this.

Everyone rested and chatted, and soon took out some dry food to eat. After resting for about an hour, they continued on their journey.

Fortunately, these were all very strong young men, as most people could only pull a cart with two people to cover such a long distance. Lian Xiaomin had more energy than she could spare, as she was happy to walk in the deep mountains and forests and experience the vast and desolate wilderness of the Northeast.

She memorized the routes along the way, and couldn’t say why she did it, she just liked to observe.

While eating dry food, she chatted and asked tentatively if there was a Northeast King, Lao Zhang, in the past? He was the Gadda people in Liao Province.

She also didn't know how many specific changes there were in this time and space. She only knew that some major historical processes were similar, but definitely not completely consistent. For example, the names of the leaders were not all the same.

The policies are only slightly different in some details and the names of the government departments are different. If you look at them in more detail, you will find that there are many differences in many aspects, but they don’t have a big impact.

Zhang Wenyong said directly, yes, we are from Xiaoerdaogou, and this is Sandaogou, but it sounds like they are close, but actually we are very far away.

Yes, there are not so many trains now, and long-distance buses are extremely underdeveloped. In this era, ordinary people have to walk to get from any village to any township. Donkey carts and ox carts are used by production teams, and not every household has one. If there is something important, you can only borrow one from the production team.

This road is not easy to drive on either, it's full of twists and turns. This is not the 21st century. You can drive 50 kilometers or 100 kilometers very quickly, and that's all on the highway! Although it's not a straight line, it's not as winding as the rural dirt roads now.

It turned out that Marshal Zhang really existed, but Zhang's hometown, Xiaoerdaogou, was part of Hei County in her previous life, but now in this time and space, it belongs to Jianye County, so things have changed a little.

Lian Xiaomin looked at the rolling hills and sighed in her heart, how many beasts and treasures are hidden in this deep forest? Although this place is not a snowy forest, I don't know if it contains some unknown secrets.