Chen Changyuan watched Lao Yuantou skillfully tying the red ribbon, and secretly sighed in his heart that the old ones are still the best!
An experienced hunter is meticulous and thoughtful.
Chen Changyuan followed Lao Yuantou all the way up the mountain. The two of them were silent along the way. Only the rustling sound of fallen leaves and the occasional bird calls broke the silence of the forest.
Chen Changyuan was thinking about this operation in his mind. A tiger is not a hare or pheasant, so he had to plan it carefully.
Old Yuantou stopped from time to time, tied red cloth strips on the tree trunk, and muttered something.
"This thing is much better than a compass. If it hadn't been for it last time, I would have died in the mountains."
Chen Changyuan looked at the serious look on Lao Yuantou's face and couldn't help but laugh:
"Uncle Yuan, who in Qingshanling can match your experience?"
Old Yuantou snorted complacently.
"That's right. When I was hanging around in these mountains, you were still wearing open-crotch pants!"
The two walked for a while and came to a valley.
"Uncle Yuan, this is it."
Chen Changyuan pointed to a forest full of weeds and spoke with a hint of fear in his tone.
"Last time, I and a few boys from the village encountered that little tiger near here."
Upon hearing this, Old Yuan snorted disdainfully and exhaled a puff of thick smoke. The smoke spread in the valley, choking Chen Changyuan and making him cough.
"You guys are so brave! There is a swamp ahead. It's a very weird place. No one has ever come out alive since they went in." The old man said, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
Chen Changyuan was also frightened when he thought of his last experience.
If they hadn't been lucky enough to run into the tigress when she was out hunting, they would have probably become the tiger's meal long ago.
"That's right. When we hunted the little tiger, the tigress didn't chase us. We were so lucky!" Chen Changyuan said with lingering fear.
Old Yuantou didn't respond, but squatted down, parted the grass by the water, and carefully observed the movement in the water.
In the clear stream, a group of fat fish were swimming around, their scales sparkling in the sunlight.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this fish is really fat!"
Old Yuan couldn't help but sigh, "Everyone says Qingshanling is a place where people are eaten, but who knew there are such fat fish in this mountain."
Chen Changyuan also took a look and his stomach started to growl.
Although the purpose of this trip is to hunt tigers, the fat fish is really tempting.
The two looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.
Lao Yuantou pulled a small net from his backpack and expertly scooped up a large fish, while Chen Changyuan gathered some dry wood and started a fire.
After a while, the aroma of grilled fish filled the valley.
The two of them hurriedly finished their grilled fish and continued heading into the mountains.
The further we walked, the thicker the fog became, and visibility became increasingly poor. The occasional roar of wild animals was terrifying.
Chen Changyuan was wearing thin clothes and was shivering in the cold air in the mountains.
"Boy, are you scared?"
Old Yuan glanced at the trembling Chen Changyuan with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"Are you scared? I'm cold!" Chen Changyuan said stubbornly, rubbing his arms, trying to dispel the coldness.
The old man glanced at him sideways, spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and cursed:
"You kid, young man, how come you are so immune to cold? Back then, I..."
"Think back to the time when you fought the Wild Boar King bare-chested, we all know it!"
Chen Changyuan quickly interrupted the long speech that Lao Yuantou was about to start. He was almost frozen into a popsicle and had no intention of listening to a story.
Old Yuan snorted, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Chen Changyuan's interruption, but he still took out a heavy bearskin coat from his bulging animal skin backpack and threw it to Chen Changyuan:
"Put it on!"
Chen Changyuan took the bearskin coat, it was wet to the touch, and a strong smell of blood hit him. He unfolded it and saw that the blood on the coat had not dried yet!
He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Uncle Yuan, when did you kill the bear? This blood..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Put it on!"
The old man urged impatiently.
"Go further and you'll find the beasts. This bearskin coat will mask your scent, so those beasts won't smell you and eat you as a snack!"
Chen Changyuan thought about it and it was true. There were all kinds of strange things in these deep mountains and old forests, so it was always good to have an extra layer of protection.
He no longer mindful of the bloody smell on his bearskin coat and quickly put it on.
Although the coat was wet, it was indeed warm. After putting it on, the coldness in my body immediately dissipated a lot.
"Uncle Yuan, this bear-skin coat of yours is a great item! It must be worth a lot of money, right?" Chen Changyuan couldn't help asking as he walked.
The old man snorted proudly:
"Of course! I spent a lot of effort to get this! If it weren't for the fact that you came into the mountains with me, I wouldn't be willing to let you wear it!"
Chen Changyuan chuckled, but was thinking in his heart that when the tiger hunting was successful this time, he must thank Lao Yuantou very much.
The two continued to move forward. The fog became thicker and thicker, and the surrounding trees became taller and denser, blocking out the sky and making it almost impossible to see a ray of sunlight.
The air in the mountains became damp and cold, and one could feel a chill with every breath.
"Uncle Yuan, how long do we have to go?"
Chen Changyuan couldn't help but ask. The foggy forest made him feel inexplicably depressed and uneasy.
"We're almost there. We'll be there once we get over the hill ahead."
The old man pointed to the faintly visible mountain ahead and said, "There is a cave on top of that mountain. It is the nest of wild beasts."
After walking for a while, a slightly muddy open space appeared vaguely in the fog.
The old man suddenly stopped and pointed at a series of small puddles in front of him. He grinned, revealing his yellow teeth:
"Boy, did you see that?"
Chen Changyuan was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of Lao Yuantou's finger. He saw several puddles of different sizes and shapes on the ground. They looked like pits dug by someone at random, or like traces left by wild beasts.
He was a little confused:
"Uncle Yuan, what...what is this? Was it dug by a wild boar?"
"Wild boar? You know nothing!"
The old man spat.
"This was dug out by a tiger! The climate here is humid, and the tigers lie down here at night. When they wake up during the day, water seeps out of these small depressions. You see, there are quite a few depressions here, which means tigers often roam here. It's a good place for feng shui!"
Chen Changyuan suddenly understood and felt excited.
It seems that hunting the tiger this time is a sure thing!
He rubbed his hands, eager to try:
"Uncle Yuan, let's quickly ambush the mines here. Maybe the tiger will come back soon!"
"Why are you so impatient, kid?"
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