Chapter 40 Picking up a gun
After a small incident on the road, Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan reached the foot of Maoer Mountain smoothly.
Song Yiyuan looked around at the terrain of Maoer Mountain, pointed to the southwest and said, "Is it okay to go up the mountain from here?"
Lin Qingqing also took a look. It was because she had never been to that side of the mountain: "Okay."
After getting approval, Song Yiyuan walked ahead and took the lead up the mountain.
Lin Qingqing went up the mountain a few days ago and only walked around the edge. Maoer Mountain was too big and there were many large animals in the mountain. She didn't need to put herself in a risky place.
Watching Song Yiyuan walking in, she didn't say anything. Song Yiyuan's fighting power was not important, so she just focused on picking herbs and fruits.
After walking a distance into the mountains, Lin Qingqing stopped when she saw the herbs, and Song Yiyuan also tacitly waited not far away.
They walked and stopped along the way, and before they knew it, they were getting deeper and deeper into the place.
Only villagers who knew how to hunt would go deep into the mountains. Uncle Li also didn't dare to go deep into the mountains to collect herbs, so Lin Qingqing found that the deeper he went, the better the quality of the herbs became, and he even found several rare herbs.
Lin Qingqing couldn't stop picking fruits, but Song Yiyuan was waiting not far away. He didn't catch any wild animals or pick any fruits. Lin Qingqing began to doubt his purpose for coming to the mountains.
Lin Qingqing's backpack was almost full when she looked up. The vegetation here was quite different from the trees when she first entered the mountain.
Song Yiyuan finally spoke at this time: "You wait for me here for a while." After that, he got up and left.
Lin Qingqing curled her lips speechlessly and sat down on a fallen dead tree.
There were constant chirping of insects all around, and faint howling of wolves. Lin Qingqing looked around, but couldn't even see Song Yiyuan's shadow.
Leaving a girl in the deep mountains like this, is this the military style?
Lin Qingqing rested for a while, but still couldn't see Song Yiyuan, so she stood up and walked around to see if there were any wild fruits in the mountains and pick some.
She had just taken two steps when she stepped on a hard rectangular object. She lifted her foot and rubbed it. It was a black iron lump - a wooden barn.
How could there be a wooden warehouse in this remote and uninhabited mountain?
Lin Qingqing frowned, and suddenly thought of her ex-girlfriend Song Yiyuan. Could this be his?
Lin Qingqing picked it up and threw it into the backpack. After walking a few meters, she saw a bunch of wild Ganoderma lucidum. This was something special.
Lin Qingqing squatted down excitedly, rolled up her sleeves and began to pick wild Ganoderma lucidum. After picking them, she threw the wood that grew the Ganoderma lucidum into the space.
There is a Chinese medicine field on the fourth floor of the space. The soil and nutrients there are the best in later generations, and the herbs produced there are of higher quality than ordinary herbs.
Lin Qingqing has recently collected some good herbs and added them to the medicine field, increasing the variety.
Just after picking the wild Ganoderma, I saw Song Yiyuan coming out from the vegetation across the street. This was not the direction he had just walked in. His white shirt was covered in long, thin green marks left by the vegetation, and his trouser legs and coarse cloth shoes were also covered in mud.
He frowned, glanced at Lin Qingqing's backpack, and asked in a deep voice, "Let's go."
Lin Qingqing didn't move. She took out the wooden basket she had just picked up from her backpack and handed it over.
Song Yiyuan saw what she was holding, his frown relaxed, and his face was full of surprise: "You?"
Lin Qingqing pointed to the place where she had found the wood bin: "I found it right here at the root of the tree."
Hearing this, Song Yiyuan walked over, pushed aside the leaves, and the indentation in the soil matched the wooden handle in his hand.
In the deep mountains with lush vegetation, the soil is soft and easily leaves marks. This kind of dent cannot be faked, so Song Yiyuan no longer had any doubts at first sight.
This wooden cannon was too important. He was ambushed and assassinated because there was a problem within the army.
If no one revealed his whereabouts, he would not have suffered such a serious setback this time. With this military weapon, he could follow the clues and find the traitor.
Song Yiyuan stood up, picked up Lin Qingqing's backpack, and said thank you.
"This wooden cannon belongs to the army. It is related to some internal matters now. I hope you can keep it confidential. Thank you."
Seeing him knowingly take the backpack, Lin Qingqing waved her hand and said, "I know your rules. No one else will know about this."
Song Yiyuan no longer pursed his lips so tightly and walked ahead with the backpack on his back.
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